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Name: Charice aka "Reese"
Country: Zimbabwe
Birthday: 2/24/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: friends, shooting hoops, tennis, dancing (not like ballet, more like moving about like a doofus who is having fun), my pace group and all the utterly cool people involved in my life.
Expertise: making cereal
Occupation: Education/icecream
Industry: Education/Research
Message: message me
AIM:  ReesieWeesie
Member Since:
12/8/2003
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| i took senior pictures this morning...
...and named my racket spud. | | |
| Santa CruzIt was a great trip, but it provoked a collage of emotions. I became frustrated with... drama i guess you could say.... with people not looking out for others, and no, i'm not talking about the boys. I became impressed with a previously unnoticed side of maturity on the behalf of a certain group of people. I became angry and brokenhearted at the same time, for the immense trials that seem to be ridiculously and unfairly given to some incredible people. I became joyful, while walking a picture of Jesus around to everyone's windows during the night. I became goofy when I became a model in our fashion show. I became uplifted with every encounter with God. I became tired and dirty from a long day at the boardwalk and in the sand. I became depressed that the trip ended. It was amazing, but I feel emotionally drained, and pray that God will fill me back up before school tomorrow... otherwise it won't be a happy day.
But I did take a picture with Jesus! | | |
| I surrenderI'm giving you my heart, and all that is within. I lay it all down for the sake of you, my King. I'm giving you my dreams, I'm laying down my right, I'm giving up my pride, for the promise of new life.
And I, I surrender, all to you, all to you.
And I, I surrender, all to you, all to you
I'm singing you this song. I'm waiting at the cross. All this world holds dear, I count it all as loss. For the sake of knowing you, for the glory of your name, To know the lasting joy, even sharing in your pain.
And I surrender, all to you, all to you. | | |
| No controlSo until these past few days, I've never felt so entirely vulnerable. I have basically put my entire future into the hands of people I've never met, who have put my life entirely in God's hands, and I've never felt so utterly... not in control, and it's scary. Colleges are still sending my crap and for another week or two, I have no idea what to say to them... Losing all control brings very mixed emotions, it's scary, yet exciting, kinda like going over niagra falls in a barrel, but hopefully a little less painful. So lets see how this thing goes.... | | |
| My GrandpaSo recently I've been missing my Grandpa a bit more than usual, although I'm not quite sure what triggered it. Anyway, two specific things this week reminded me of how great he was. First, I was looking through my dad's old hats and I found this one that was a bright eighties blude and when i looked at the front in a gold coloring it read "George Rumelhart Tournament, VCTA 1990." How amazing is it that my grandpa had an entire tournament named after him? That made me feel so special. Also, I was hitting with Audrey a couple of days ago and we saw a girl and her grandpa walking onto the court. The grandpa had a racket in one hand, and a cane in the other. I thought it was the most adorable thing I'd seen in a long time, and if my grandpa were still around, I know he'd be out on the court too. =) | | |
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