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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.


about
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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  too much to do, not enough time.
so happy that study spots are opening all over campus till 2AM.
free cookies and tea sound delish. =)

came back from church.
refreshing once again,
music was excellent as usual,
although i was tired from a little insomnia last night.

Pastor Pete always delivers on a sermon
and i never fail to be reminded of something.
its really great.
Mali missions night.. go? don't go.
=/

anyway, im stalling to start my third draft of my Gilmour essay due tomorrow
and reading my sources for anthropology.
the injustice sometimes,
reward should be proportional to effort,
it really should.
i hate my work being undermined by "smart".
i work hard too..
discriminate >=(

its 10 degrees today, warm.
i have to start working now, =(
otherwise with soup kitchen tonight i'll be short for time.

You already got me coming undone
i'm thinking two is better than one.
Boys like Girls ft. Taylor Swift

 


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