God Listens

He does.

I prayed to God to help me last night with the mess I made. I prayed and hoped for the best. Last night i received an anticipated phone call. I knew it wasn't going to be a good one. I went to the StarBar with my friends last night( which btw sucks on a Saturday night) and as I was leaving I got an unwelcomed voicemail from someone. Lets just say it didnt go well, and I was on my way back home, upset.

I prayed to God last night to please help me with this whole situation. I'm tired of people asking me about it, Why cant everyone just mind their own business. This is my karma, i understand. I made this happen, I'm paying back what I've done, but im asking for forgiveness.

I woke up this morning, feeling like shit. The whole day the situation was brought up every now and then, but now in a more jokingly matter. I was glad, I guess. It was funny i guess to walk around in my boxers in front of everyone, really? WOW. anyway,

a few phone calls, a few text messages, and im feeling better. I couldnt thank my friends enough up here for dealing with my foolishness. I'm beyond thankful.

I hope tomorrow nobody brings it up at work. I'm done hearing about it. It feels like highschool all over again, where you always have your gossip queens, but now its just with a bunch of "MEN".

I'm letting it ALL go, from the past to now. I want to, I dont want anything to effect me anymore. I know that I can do it.