xxi: more than yesterdays

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a reason

Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.

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i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn

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to throw yourself out there is to hold the world in your hands

today i threw myself out there.

frosh connexion.

complete stranger...

chris invited me to it, i had no idea what it was about..

except that i'd meet a lot of people..

and i HATE meeting people by myself, or being alone by myself with strangers..

it makes me queasy..

but i accepted.

and prayed hard.

and i had fun.

i met so many new people,

and i had a lot of fun.

strangely enough, being there did not make me as queasy as i had expected,

i was much more comfortable being alone or saying hi than i ever thought i would..

i guess its a sign that i'm growing.. and maturing..

and im settling comfortably into my own skin.

i think GID had a part in this.

ahwell, so i met really nice people,

froshies and older students.

i think this'll get easier and easier the more i do it.

aren't you proud of me my dearest?

i think i'm getting somewhere

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