Do not be concerned, this is only a vent...

I’m tired. I don't want to be in this stupid Shakespeare camp. I want to be up at the barn riding Lucy in these last few weeks before school starts again. I’m mad at myself for saying yes. Now my brother is not going to fix supper because my older brother is not going to come. What kind of logic is that! I’m torn though; I know as a Christian I should be joyful and live by faith and stop giving the devil something to be happy about. I should be kind to my family and be grateful for all the things I am blessed with, instead of being a spoiled little brat that wants everything her way without any regard for others' feelings. I shouldn't be acting the way I feel. I should be an overcomer and stop pitching a pity party, besides nobody would come anyway. God bless the person who invented air conditioning. It is rather hypocritical behavior to say one should be living in peace, love, and joy and then not live on those words. Nobodies perfect of course, but that is no excuse, God doesn't accept excuses anyway. Bleh. I don't know why I am posting this on the Internet. Anyone reading this is not really going to be uplifted by what I have written. I’m going to watch Seabiscuit tonight. If I can't be around horses then I can at least watch them on the silver screen. Why is it called the silver screen anyway? I should probably go to bed early and sleep well. Then maybe tomorrow I can help Mrs. C put the horses out. I need to eat supper, so I will stop complaining and prepare for my evening meal.