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| HallelujahWho can hold the stars
And my weary heart?
Who can see everything?
I've fallen so hard
Sometimes I feel so far
But not beyond your reach
I could climb a mountain
Swim the ocean
Or do anything
But it's when you hold me
That I start unfolding
And all I can say is
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
Help me to sing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
I'll choose to sing hallelujah
The same sun that
Rises over castles
And welcomes the day
Spills over buildings
Into the streets
Where orphans play
And only you can see the good
In broken things
You took my heart of stone
And you made it home
And set this prisoner free
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
Help me to sing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
I'll choose to sing hallelujah | | |
| its hard to find people who appreciate music, movies and talents from the B&W era.
when women were flawless with class and beauty.
men were actually gentlemen and charming.
ageless and timeless.
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| October 24 2007twas the last day i was here.
i cannot fully remember that day...
what is going on in the life of michelle? obviously nothing much. nothing worthwhile to write about i guess.
school is taking over my life.
Vision X is coming up and tis the one thing i am absolutely stoked about. i mean fully 100% of me
i am sooo excited, there are absolutely no words that can describe how i feel. I can already Feel and See God Moving, not only through the youth who are going to be there, but also through me and through our team. and ahhh. =)
and then there's Mr. boyfriend man. and i must say i am quite possibly the luckiest girl in the world to have met up with him again.
there actually not much to say about this subject. except that it is wonderful.
Oh but there is a story ~ the night of fireball (which never really happened) in which a certain someone ended up in the hospital, unable to function becuase of alcohol HA!
joy.
twas quite the night.
that is all
perhaps i shall come here more often and perfect my blogging skillzzzzzzz !~ <3
cherrio.
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| wowthe last time i logged came here was may 2007.
that was way to long ago. i have neglected my xanga and for that i am sorry.
to whom. i am unsure.
i am in quite a predicament and a half with my current studies at the university of the TdotOh.
i have decided i am going to drop my japanese at take it at a later time when i know that i can handle it
so now i'm looking for a couse that i can take in place of that at the end of the year.
i will probably end up taking introduction into classics studies. how nice. i shall learn about the greeks and crapolies.
i wanted to take the something about classics and literature, which i thought would have been sooper dooper fun to do, but here i am scrambling at the last minute trying to figure out my life for my second year at this dreadful school.
i've decided im going to france this summer for summer abroad. how exciting, so now i must save as much money as i can to ensure that i'm going  how exciting.
today is happy day, although it is a little cold. it is none the less a happy day. it is sunny with a cool breeze. and therefore definately happy.
my feet are starting to hurt. i've been standing on them for about an hour infront of this computer screen in the cement jail of robarts. but im used to it. beuase of my usualness of 8 hour shifts at the horrid old navy at the eaton centre.
........
wroiansglsighsldfsugh :)
gudday. | | |
| Don't you see
that more than you could know or hope for
Lies beyond this door
Like a treasure buried deep it waits
To be discovered, waits to be released
Open up your heart
For just a moment let true freedom take its hold
And I promise you that what you'll find
Is more than what you've alwayspreconceived
This life's not long
Like a breath it comes and goes
So un-guard your heart
Let these walls around you fall
If you could see beyond the here and now
I know that everything would change
But you're hard and scarred by what the past
Has made you into
Shaped what you believe
I know you've been failed
And I know that you've tried
It's always the same
Time and time again
But you have to know
That nobody else
Can stand in your place
and face the crowd
Beyond this Door * starfield | | |
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