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Name: Joe Country: United States State: Pennsylvania Metro: Phoenixville Gender: Male
Interests: God, Theology, Simpsons, Youth, Movies, Video Games, other things that don't really seem to match up... Expertise: I would say something like 'I am an expert at nothing,' but that is so cliche, so instead I'll say I am an expert at everything, and if you don't believe me then let me prove you right. Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
10/27/2003
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| Lisa: When Bob broadcast that message, his voice was higher than normal. And what makes your voice high? Bart: Tight, binding underwear? Lisa: Helium!
All the precious memories and the friends I've made along the way.
And the journey is still far from over.
What matters the most in life isn't the final destination, but the journey.
The finish line is just the beginning of a brand new race. | | |
| Homer: Stupid Family, won't even come to my rapture. I went to Lisa's school play which had serious pacing problems.
Last year I had a song for my graduation, which was Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson. Surprise, surprise, I did not break away that year, but thankfully so.
Now, as I prepare to break away as a VFCC student, there's another song that speaks to me:
Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand Ending unplanned
I break tradition Sometimes my tries are outside the lines We've been conditioned to not make mistakes But I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten
The book is in front of me, the previous chapters are turned. Many, many good times and many, many bad times that have shaped me into the man I am now. I am ready to see what the rest of the story is. There is no ending planned, and it's time for me to release my own inhibitons and embrace everything God and life has in store for me.
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| Lisa: It's a lump of slush, look at it! Ranger: I have a little girl just like you at home. That's where she stays. At Home.
Well, my final year is drawing to a close. Yes, this is indeed my final year, I am completely done. I will not be returning in the fall and I will no longer be a student at VFCC. This long chapter of my life is finally over, and I'm ready to move on to bigger and better things, but I will definitely not forget the friends I have made and I hope that they will continue on through to the end of the age and beyond.
Highlights of 2005-2006 Catching up with old friends and being able to spend time with them Meeting unbelievably awesome new friends that I feel will last a lifetime Attending the NYWC in Pittsburgh in October (me and Carrie trying to find something to drink at 11:00 pm, Chris Tomlin, David Crowder, 'He touched us,' our 'true worship experience,' and much more) Celebrating my 25th birthday in November with Aubrey, Kevin, James, Drew, Jon, and John (who paid for my food, which is something I will never forget) Being introduced to Halo2 and being almost an addict in the Fall Semester (thank you very much Eugene & Francis!) Being a part of SGA for the sixth year as the Senior Class Activities Coordinator with such awesome people to work with (Joe Pickens, Loryn Piscitelli, Jenn Morrison & Prof. Brubaker) Having the unbelievable opportunity to teach Old Testament for two weeks, which showed me how much faith Prof. Brubaker has in me Spring Banquet with two unbelievably beautiful dates Final chapel...EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And many, many more good times.
To my friends here: Thank you for an unbelievable six years of friendship, and I hope that this friendship will continue on and on.
Good times, good times.
Shalom. | | |
| Homer: (yawns) Marge....I can't feel my legs! I CAN'T FEEL MY LEGS!!! Marge: Homer! Homer those legs belong to the man behind you.
I'm so ready to get out of here. I'm so ready to start the new chapter of my life, away from two-faced people who stand you up on your last week of being at VFCC when other true friends wanted to hang out with you, but you made plans previously with others, and they in turn ditch you for something better.
I totally regret what I said to certain people now. I regret that to the utmost degree.
My heart is breaking, my soul is dying. And I'm alone. Standed, desolate, alone.
Just like always. | | |
| Marge: You should have left for work an hour ago! Homer: They said if I come in late again I'm fired. I can't take that chance!
Well, it's time for some blunt honesty.
Honestly, I'm not superman. I'm not this ultra-special person who doesn't experience pain or hurt, disappointment or discouragement. Yet it seems like that's how everyone views me. "He's Joe James, he doesn't have any problems..." No, I do have problems - lots of them - but I just hide them behind my plastic smile by day so I can cry them away at night as I go to sleep alone.
I try to be real, I try to be honest, but in the end I'm only a hypocrite. I want others to be real and honest with me yet I cannot be the same with them. And why is that? Because of the perception people have of me. I fear, I cry, I doubt, I hurt, I'm disappointed, and I get discouraged. Yet every day I just feel so alone.
God renews me, and God is the only thing I ever need. Yet it's good to have communication and uplifting words from people now and again. Just makes you feel like you're really making a difference in someone's life, instead of just blowing smoke. | | |
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