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Happy New Year
Hey everyone... I've been reading all yours, but not great about posting... sorry, i guess.
Anyway, all I really have time for right now is to say that I am leaving Columbus tomorrow afternoon for SCOTLAND!!! Woah, for 5 whole months... wierd. Anyway, here's my Scotland blog:
howisheather.blogspot.com
Once I figure out my address and contact info, ( Read more... ) -
I thought of you, and where you'd gone. Let the world spin madly on.
Thanksgiving.
What a perfect holiday.
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But you can leave your hat on...
Have you ever had this flash of a moment that knocks you back, and makes you think about your situation in life. And everything and everyone around you, and what you've chosen to surround yourself with. And you think ( Read more... ) -
The room, it keeps a constant tone while I'm on a roller coaster.
Life is busy. I don't keep up. I'll survive, somehow.
Volleyball is great-- we're 12-3 so far, and we've beaten all the teams we lost to early in the season. So we're practically undefeated.
I'm the 57th best server in the nation right now. Go figure! I'm proud, and it's cool, but then again, that's about all I do for the team nowadays... but ( Read more... ) -
This summer is coming to an end-- we ain't gonna let that slow us down one bit.
Pretty psyched about life ( Read more... ) -
Threw out believable yesterday.
I'm taking some great advice from Tim ( Read more... ) -
I wish I could tell the world cuz you're such a pretty thing when you're done up properly.
Unlike you, unlike you, I am not pretending there's no time ( Read more... ) -
This is the time of my life.
Life is perfect. Or at least perfect enough that I will call it perfect because I know it can always get better. And I think it will. When life is this perfect, you can't help but hope intensely ( Read more... ) -
How come the most irrational and dangerous religions are so damn popular?
In my research for Marini, I just read this in George Whitefield's journals. This occured on the ship he took from England to America on March 31 (Good Friday) 1738:
"Last night going between decks (as I do every night) to visit the sick and to examine my people, I asked on of the women to bid her little boy who stood by her, say his prayers; she ( Read more... ) -
It's bad enough we get along so well, say goodnight and go.
So, the last 12 hours I've been in a breathless stupor the likes of which I have not experienced in years. The fat lady had not sung, and I spoke too soon to write him off. Far from bored, now just confused. No, not confused, just guideless. I have no idea where I'm going/what I'm doing, but that's ok with me ( Read more... )