So I haven't posted a blog in a long time. I've really wanted to but I don't know. I just haven't made the effort really. I think I just still don't get the full reasoning behind it, but whatever.

As I'm typing write now I find myself editing what I'm typing before I even type it. As if I need to impress someone or entertain them with a slightly slanted version of myself. I mean, this is my blog, it should sound like me, have my essence and all that jazz ya know. Yet for some strange reason I feel the need to make it all proper. I think part of this comes from one of the relationships in my life.

Let me explain.

See, there is the girl that I've known for a while named Sheliea. I met her about a year and a half ago and I have to say, she is the single most interesting and impressive individual I have met thus far. Every time I talk to her it's like a breath of fresh air. She amazes me with everything she does. Sometimes though I'm overwhelmed by it all. I find my self trying to overcompensate or perfect my actions in fear that I won't stack up to her.

I have to admit I am deeply envious of her writing ability. Every time I read one of her blogs it seems as if it's organized in a care free way. Like every sentence just pours out of her with almost no amount of effort. This girl is a born writer, I swear she shares a bloodline with Poe or Harper Lee. It's almost intimidating how gifted she is. I really look at her as inspiration for writing a lot of times.

Sheliea has taught me so much. Before her I had only experienced the Southern mentality, there were no gray areas, only white and black. I had never had anyone to challenge my ideas or question my feelings. She really likes to pick my brain and get me to think. I'm really glad I met her, especially at the time I did. I was at a major turning point in my life and I think it weren't for her I may have become a different person.

Plus, on top of all of that, Sheliea is the one person in my life I feel I can completely relate to on just about any level. I know I can trust her, not because of any amazingly dramatic time that we shared or anything cliche like that. I just feel like we click. She knows what I'm thinking to the point that it's scary sometimes.

Now, as I read over what I've written so far, it all seems a bit much, almost sappy. This is kinda out of my character but I'm okay with it. I'm being honest. I'm really thankful for Sheliea. She's an amazing person and I think she doesn't get the praise she deserves. I know she's probably either laughing her butt off at me or totally flattered. Either way, I'm glad I could get something out of her.

Quick note before I finish:
About two weeks ago I ordered a copy of The Holy Qur'an. It just came like five minutes ago. I am really excited to begin reading it. A lot of my friends were kinda taken aback by my sudden interest in the subject of Islam, one even thinks I'm going to convert. It's really nothing like that. I just want a deeper understanding of Islam. I want to be able to give it my full respect and understand it just as I would want for my beliefs. I personally don't believe it's right to float through life being uninformed on such an important subject. Especially with all the religious tension in the U.S. today.

I plan to begin reading The Holy Qur'an soon. Probably after I get a little deeper into my Bible as I've just recently began reading it. I'm sure I'll have a lot to write about and discuss in the future so I will try to keep everyone up to date.