Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused his dentist's Novocain during root canal work?

He wanted to transcend dental medication.

Ok ok, I know "Geez Gillian, your sense of humor sucks" Well, perhaps, but at least I've learned to appreciate the little things in life, like dumb old person jokes and flowers...and little green apples. Anyway...So nothing too crazy has been going on lately with me, hmmm let me think...nope. But, I was thinking about my life the other day...ha, real specific right? well, maybe, but I was just thinking about myself in relation to other that are about my age. I was just thinking that, I suppose in comparison to other people my age, I'm not necessarily normal. Sure, everyone has these tendencies that may seem a little strange or whatever, but when I think about me and my habits, I feel kind of different than the *ahem* regular kids. That makes me sound weird, but I was thinking, that I suppose ever since I was younger, I felt different, I don't know why I thought that, maybe because I was always being told I wasn't normal (not to say I was weird in a bad way) but for instance, if in school, I were to get a C for something, my parents wouldn't get angry, but I think they were maybe a little upset, and I would try to defend myself by saying "It's ok, a C is average" and all I would get in response was 'You're not an average girl." and it wasn't just from my parents or other family members, but from people at church, teachers. In first grade, on the last day of school, we got these little trophies that had a little phrase about our personalities, alot of the kids got stuff that said 'For your Sweet spirit" "For your kindness" all that stuff, Mine was a little plastic trophy that I got for my inquisitive nature. Exact words. I was happy, because mine wasn't like anyone else's, that and the fact that it had a big word on it. Is that weird? Is it nerdy? Maybe, but was my nerdiness innate or was it because my parents and others around me pushed me to be better than average? People tell me I'm smart. I don't know how I feel about that. There are some many people so much smarter than I am, sometimes I feel like a big phony. I'm not smart, I'm not witty, I'm not funny, I'm not any of the good things that people say I am. What do people think about me when they think of me? I hope people think I'm different, because I feel different. I feel as if maybe hopefully there is something in me, whatever it may be, that would give me some indication that I am actually not average. However, like I said, I don't want to believe the good things that people say about me, because then I'm buying into something that isn't true. I suppose I feel like Paul, I am the chief of sinners, and I have absolutely nothing to boast but Christ. Which is probably a really good thing for everyone's sake.

Ok so that post was quite possibly the most random one yet, but, I just started writing and apparently the journalistic road was pretty roundabout. In other news, Gillian Baikie will be back in Denver, where everything is better in precisely 3 days. PRAISE GOD FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW!!!!