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Monday, February 13, 2006

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Friday, February 03, 2006

Okay. I'm giving up. I'm letting it go. Okay? Happy? Is that what you want?

I don't care anymore.

Correction: I do care. Obviously. But I dont think you do.

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Monday, January 23, 2006

1 Corinthians 13 (King James Version)

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.

And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.

Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,

Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;

Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;

Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.

For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.

But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.

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Tuesday, January 17, 2006

	without you - my yesterdays wouldn`t be worth remembering & i couldn`t look forward to all of my t o m o r r o w s *
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Monday, January 16, 2006

It's almost 10:00 at night.

One of my bestest friends comes into town on Friday at 4:00. We have plans all weekend long. I'm rather excited.

I get my hair cut Wednesday at 4:00. Oh, wow. That shall be fun!

I babysat today. We went to the mall for like three hours. That was fun. I bought her two shirts and a few things from Claire's. She's adorable.

I need sleep, apparently.

And then to come to this realization that nothing is ever as it seems... It's horrific, in a way. Living daily, breathing daily, expecting everything to be as it once was, and then awaking from your slumber, you realize, in a mere fashion, that it has changed, that it all has changed.

And it sends you into an oblivion of dreams, of possibilities, and of hope. And that is what I pray for daily: a new dream of hope, a new possibility of hope. I dare not defy or even ignore my dreams.

And then ... it hits you at once, you're shocked at once. You are meant for this, you can even feel it in your blood as you walk, as you even utter a simple syllable. How amazing this feeling of love this, how amazing this reality of hope. What once was a dream is now a possibilty, and that is astounding! Love. A source unknown except to those who Believe... who Believe with all of their heart and mind and soul. And that is what brings us hope, what brings us our dreams... is the promise of love, the promise of wonder.

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