ugly

"you're like one of those pug puppies.
they're so UGLY, that they're cute."-d

nicely put. d's my best friend from as far back as elementary school. i never called him d, but i do to this day apparently mispronounce his name. i like it though. i think he does too. it gives him one more thing to make fun of <3 face="verdana"> priya and i were talking once and got to the topic of just how unlucky...and in turn, lucky, i am. like, seriously. we concluded that i was either the luckiest unlucky person, or the unluckiest lucky person =D

she knows pretty well what i mean since she's pretty much around every time life's happening @@. so she knows all of the random things i get myself into, and should by no logical explanation be able to get myself out of as many times as i have or somehow do. but thats it happens so often, and that's the unlucky part. but each time i've somehow gotten out of it, has never been cuz of myself but always through some unexpected turn of events, or like incredibly awesome nice-ness by one friend or stranger other. and that's where the lucky part comes in. so am i unlucky cuz series of unfortunate events (even little--just plain ridiculous things) happen over and over in ridiculous proportions? or am i incredibly lucky that just as much just-plain-ridiculous things happen to get me out of them?

Take a look at the mountains
Stretching a mile high
Take a look at the ocean 
Far as your eye can see
And think of Me

i cant think of specific events @@.
just remember the "are you KIDDING me?"'s
and the speechless ones where a zillion thank you's wouldn't be enough

Take a look at the desert
Do you feel like a grain of sand?
I am with you wherever
Where you go is where I am

And I'm always thinking of you
Take a look around you
I'm spelling it out one by one

mm..
today could be one of em,
the are you kidding me moments i mean.
..but i guess if i think about it, the zillion thank you's too.

I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today 
And tomorrow, I'll say it again and again
I love you more

Just a face in the city

people are the ones that make it lucky tho..
and i guess hearing songs like that
remind me even more what makes it something above just 'lucky'
or luck
or coincidence
or even anything attributed to myself
or randomness
cuz people should mean more than that, right?

more than random i mean
and when i think of people
above being 'lucky'
the word takes onto a different meaning
and transitions into
'blessed'

Just a tear on a crowded street
But you are one in a million
And you belong to Me

and i feel like since the word started to get its meaning..
i've never even been legitimately allowed
to for more than two seconds (okay, longer than that) feel..
well.. legitimate
in feeling or claiming to have been left alone
or the word
'abandoned'
feels like..a filler word
for something im realizing
that through Him

And I want you to know
That I'm not letting go
Even when you come undone

i probably never will--or even if i am
even when i am
or are for a long time
..
never can be again

You are one in a million
And you belong to Me