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Sunday, May 30, 2010
alright,so this is just a picture to un-dead my blog it's been stagnant for quite sometime alr have been studying &all MST is arriving &i'm scareddddd! gahhh! hahaha :D 
Sunday, May 16, 2010
 He's true. you know it. you know it. deep down, you know it. :) Wednesday, May 12, 2010
 SHORT FRINGE DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN~! :) Monday, May 10, 2010
there is a full story for every situation.but with much great distress, most of us decided to only stress on the ones that will endorse our self-pity. anger. loneliness. hopeless-ness. failures. we love feeling hurt, don't we? we love being frail, don't we?
no, we don't. all we want is for someone to feel what we feel, to hear us out, to help us face this, to understand us. you're in for a treat because there's Someone who does.  yes it's true. &i've gladly received it. :) Wednesday, May 5, 2010
 if only i had a life like this ---> (still must have technology &all though) THEN I WOULD NOT need to experience the.. MORNING CROWD. it's seriously horrible! :( the true test of patience lies mostly in the morning crowds. hahaha!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
"Father!" (The voice is hoarse) The voice that called forth the dead, the voice that taught the willing, the voice that screamed at God, now says, "Father!" "Father." The two are again one. The abandoned is now found. The schism is now bridged. "Father." He smiles weakly. "It's over." Satan's vultures has been scattered. Hell's demons have been jailed. Death has been damned. The sun is out, The Son is out. It's over. An angel sighs. A star wipes away a tear. "Take me home." Yes, take Him home. Take this prince to His King. Take this son to his father. Take this pilgrim to his home. (He deserves a rest.) "Take me home." Come ten thousand angels! Come and take this wounded troubadour to the cradle of his Father's arms! Farewell manger's infant. Bless You holy ambassador. Go home death slayer. Rest well sweet soldier. The battle is over.  Max Lucado -No wonder they call Him the Saviour.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
The only placeoutside heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers & perturbations of love is HELL C. S. Lewis
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