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Name: Sarah
Gender: Female
Interests: reading, writing.... but definatly not arithmatic
Expertise: i like books... fiction.... just ask
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
12/20/2006
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| A quote that hit harder than before....I read a book in High School with a funny name but a touching story....well....
Today I was cleaning my room so that some mission team members can use my bedroom as home this next week while they help Dad and Mom with the church plant they want to get started in Ashtabula....
These two things would seem as if they have nothing in common, unless you know me.
I keep letters as if they were gold, Knick-knacks as if they were precious jewels, and quotes from books and people that I love as if they are pages of an old psalm buried for centuries but renewed and relevant to today's life. I admit that I keep silly things sometimes, but they mean something to me.... Yes, memories are just as wonderful, but I find that hold letters and old drawings in my hands on occasion makes me true feel in rich... because it seems so many people have poured themselves into me. There were quote that made me laugh, like Mrs. Norman's "You are a preppie, punkie, hippie chick!" and trying to figure out how that was at all possible. *grins*
So as I clean I "sorted" through my piles (and I mean piles) of letter (notes passed in high school and letters from those here at home while I've been away at college, even Christmas cards). Emotions were high, and tears fell as I remembered Missy Short's death and said a prayer for her family.... but tears fell as I began to realize how much the words of those I loved meant to me. I found a page of quotes... and letters from Jamie....
The quote that hit the hardest (especially now in my life) came from a book by David Almond, Skellig. I thought of all the things Jamie had wrote and things she had told me... and I realized that she probably never meant for me to remember them so far down the road that I ended up in tears... She had said something similar to this to me before, and I didn't think anything of it.... Now... it means so much more than I ever imagined.
"We can't know. Sometimes we just have to accept there are things we can't know. Why is your sister ill? Why did my father die?" She held my hand. "Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can't. We have to allow ourselves to see what there is to see, and we have to imagine."
-Mina from Skellig by David Almond
Well, I have to be up early tomorrow, and I have work in the evening. So I'm off to bed. Sorry it took so long to post.
Sarah
"The right to swing my fist ends where the other man's nose begins."
-Justice Oliver Wendell Homes
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| It's moments like this that I hate the rain
for having the tears to cry when I can't.
It's moments like this that make me sick with envy
from the sheer joy growing in front of my very eyes.
It's moments like this that I wonder what
the next turn on this dirt road will bring.
It's moments like this that I hate the sun
for having the audacity to shine on my pain.
I'm sick.... my ears hurt, and I can't hear.
One more exam and then I'm on my way home
for Spring Break and away from this place...
if only for a week...
Don't get me wrong I love this university,
but I'm just ready to get away for a bit.
Night all.
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| ahhh...I have not been good about keeping on my xanga.
It is a shame really...
*sigh*
School has been keeping me way busy, and it isn't about to slow down.
I've been asked to join Kappa Delta Pi, Lambda Phi Chapter, and I think I'm going to.
It is an honor society for teachers... and future teachers.
Finals are coming up quick.... *shakes head*
Well, I have work to do.... more of it *places head in hands*
I just wanted to let you all know that I'm alive.
Miss you bunches. *nods head, but looks tired*
Love,
Sarah | | |
| So it's time for an update.
Another snow day... Icey roads....
Delayed exam... yet again.
Missing home alot.
not much else to talk about.
Life... yep there you go. | | |
| snow daySo I'm writing because honestly.... don't know why.
The ground is white and all of my classes have been canceled, including my midterm.
so today is homework then... who knows day?
yep yep yep
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