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<description>Random Triviality, Mingled Abnormality reflect with some Vitality my Unique Personality.</description>
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<title>Peanut Butter and Jelly</title>
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&lt;h4 class=&quot;itemTitle&quot;&gt;Peanut Butter and Jelly&lt;/h4&gt;
&lt;div&gt;(riding home from Calvary)&lt;br /&gt;
Me: &quot;You know, I don't really understand it, but I just have SO much fun being with Sarah! It's awesome. We just have a nice time together, and I'm not sure why it's so great to be with her... it just IS! hm?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
Laura: &quot;I know why.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
me: &quot;oh?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Laura: &quot;Yeah. You're like peanut butter and jelly. They taste so good together, but nobody really knows why. It's just cuz God made them that way - they taste yummy and just go so well together. That's how it is.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I guess Janie is the milk. Orphan milk! HA!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was so great to be with friends this weekend! Laura, Sarah, Janie, Bekka and I had suuuch a great time. We watched North and South. (What a nice nose! :^) ( 'O') We talked about a certain name, and how the people who own it generally have a common characteristic. We laughed for no reason... And sometimes we laughed with a reason. (Like the &quot;love scene&quot; in Janie's play...)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And visiting Calvary today was great! Hi to all you sweet Calvary people! It was so good to see you guys! Wonderful, actually. ?And I'm very sorry if you're a Calvary person and I didn't get to talk to you!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the way home, we accidentally turned off 75 onto 285, but it wasn't a big deal, cuz I knew to just get right back on 75. lol. I can't believe we drove to Acworth friday, and then home from Smyrna today. Wow. And we're alive and well, and everything! And I didn't even whine and be crazy sad when it was time to go. I just smiled and said bye. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyways, it's been a LOVELY weekend. Really. &lt;br /&gt;
Have a lovely Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;
I'm happy. &lt;br /&gt;
^.^&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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<title>Randomness Because I Feel Like Posting</title>
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&lt;h4 class=&quot;itemTitle&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;disclaimer:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;I strive for God, His will, and His good pleasure to always take first place in every aspect of my life. The answers given to these questions reflect my personal wishes and preferences, which will be (and have been) forfeited for the carrying out of The Master's plan as He wills.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Where do you want to be in 5 years?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Hm... I shall be 23. I should like to be married, and have a nice little home, and to have accomplished something &quot;big&quot;... like maybe publishing a book? Or learning a foreign language? But, anyways. Married. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;How do you handle a rainy day? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Read a book, sip some tea... cozy things like that.&lt;br /&gt;
Or lie around and watch TV and wish for some sunshine... it depends.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What is the truest thing that you know?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
God is who He says, His Word is true, and a deep relationship with Him is vital for a meaningful and joyful life.&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the most physically painful thing that has ever happened to you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
um... Maybe my &lt;a target=&quot;_new&quot; href=&quot;http://www.emedicinehealth.com/costochondritis/article_em.htm&quot;&gt;costochondritis&lt;/a&gt;... felt like being stabbed with a knife. yay.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Who have you hugged today? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Would you like a list, or the most recent person? A list would be more funner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Who has done something today to show they care about you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Mrs. Lunsford was really sweet. She told me that if I ever wanted to come to Calvary without driving all the way, I could go to her house and ride with them. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley5.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;If you could learn how to do three things just by wishing and not by working what would they be?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
1. Play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;
2. Learn French and Spanish (I guess that was cheating)&lt;br /&gt;
3. Get a car. (or that truck I told y'all about)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Which do you remember the longest: what other people say, what other people do or how other people make you feel?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;How they make me feel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What 5 things do you want to do before you die?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
1. Learn another language&lt;br /&gt;
2. Travel lots&lt;br /&gt;
3. Have my own family&lt;br /&gt;
4. Be an author&lt;br /&gt;
5. LIVE!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What book are you currently reading? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Nothing, actually... Weird, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Is there a movie that you love so much you could watch it everyday? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Uh, no. But there are a lot of movies that I could watch pretty frequently. The Lion King, for instance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;List five random things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;1. I love my socks.&lt;br /&gt;
2. I like to say &quot;mefinks&quot; and &quot;probly&quot; and &quot;dreffly&quot; and other shortened versions of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;
3. I don't really like my braces.&lt;br /&gt;
4. I like mustard. It's my favorite condiment.&lt;br /&gt;
5. I purposely use bad grammar. It's more funner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever dreamt a dream that came true? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Not that I'm aware of.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What is your idea of paradise?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Besides for heaven?&lt;br /&gt;
I'm not sure...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What one thing have you done that most people haven't? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Apparently, most people haven't danced with a broom... I have.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What is the kindest thing you have ever done? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Um... I don't know. (Great, now I feel bad...)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Are you a patient person? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Not really, but I'm working on it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Where is the most fun place you have EVER been? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;The most fun place... the WILDS summer camp. But it would have been so much more fun if my friends had been there.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What is under your bed right now? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;That is a very good question... I think boxes of letters, and ... I'm not sure. But I know have 2 or 3 shoeboxes of letters.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Would you consider yourself to be romantic? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Yes. But not hopelessly so. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley3.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What is the one thing that you love to do so much that you would make sacrifices to be able to do it?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
See my friends! I shelled out 20 dollars for this weekend. And I need new shoes. lol.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Would you rather give up listening to music or watching television?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
TV. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;List five people you love. (No particular order)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Laura&lt;br /&gt;
Sarah&lt;br /&gt;
Katey&lt;br /&gt;
Anne&lt;br /&gt;
Janie&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't think that's fair!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever lost someone close to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever won a contest or competition?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Um... yes? lol - best Sr High soloist at a camp one year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Is there anything really interesting in your family history?&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Nothing. **yawn** I wish there were.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Is there anyone you trust completely? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Your favorite place in the world?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Wherever the people I love are.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What could a member of the opposite sex do to impress you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Play a mean guitar. Or sing really well. Or BOTH! (I'm actually more impressed by gentlemanliness, though. A friend of mine held the door open for me and my sister today as we walked around church, and I was impressed.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever have moments where you feel like everything is all right in the world?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Yes. I call those my &quot;I just want to hug the whole world and everyone in it&quot; moments.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Favorite verse(s):&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You know, I'm not very good with favorites.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Person you admire?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Paul the apostle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;When you see a stranger on the street does your first reaction lean towards thinking of this person as a potential friend or as a potential threat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'm really not sure. When I see a stranger on the street, I simply think &quot;Oh look! A stranger on the street!&quot; &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Vanilla or Chocolate?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
vanilla, in most instances. Well... at least for coffee beverages. I like chocolate pudding and chocolate cake better.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Is it natural for human beings to fear and distrust each other, or is it cultural&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I would say natural... Not like I go around distrusting everyone for no reason...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;You have to choose. Would you be happier marrying someone rich for their money or living in the streets and subway tunnels with someone you love?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
I love how it says &quot;you have to choose.&quot; Who's going to make me? but I will choose anyways. (don't hold me to this, y'all.)&lt;br /&gt;
I will say &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;marrying someone rich for their money&lt;/span&gt;. And I say this because if you marry someone poor and live in subway tunnels, it's bound to stretch you, cause stress and tension, and damage your relationship. If you marry someone rich, even if you're not in love, you can learn to love a person. Especially if conditions are favorable, I would assume. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What do you feel unworthy of?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Everything I have been blessed with. I deserve nothing, and have so much more than I could ever say thank you for.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What makes you want to be someones friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
that's a good question. I'm not really sure. But genuinness is a key.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Is fifty dollars a lot of money?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yep. Most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Least favorite chore?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Washing dishes. Then peeling potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;When are you planning to move to a new home?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;In 3.5 years, 7 hours, and 9.6 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;
**shrugs**&amp;nbsp; Whenever I get married, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What instrument would you like to be famous for playing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Guitar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Which is more romantic: an expensive, glittering bouquet OR flowers that were hand picked as they grew beside the parkway?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
It depends on what kind of flowers they are. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/winky.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;
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<description>&lt;span&gt;So. I set up a little shop online to sell my wares.&lt;br /&gt;
If you would like to take a look, all you have to do is &lt;a target=&quot;_new&quot; href=&quot;http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5294189&quot;&gt;click these words&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
If you wouldn't like to take a look, then sit tight, because I'm forcing you to!&lt;br /&gt;
**evil, but cute laughter**&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First, we have my newest listing:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0px; width: 388px; height: 509px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.etsy.com/all_images/d/d9e/129/il_430xN.12124947.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A slouchy beret-type hat. I think it's way cute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe I'll do a little promo for Avon, too... &lt;br /&gt;
I'm wearing my new makeup. It's awesome. Love the lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smooch.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Next, we have my personal favorite listing:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.etsy.com/all_images/3/353/c38/il_430xN.11790163.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Woo hoo! Pink Heather Cap! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But that's not all! This bracelet's pretty sweet, too!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.etsy.com/all_images/3/31e/802/il_430xN.11789349.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyways. That's all I'll make you endure for now. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley5.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Just thought I'd do a little self-promotion.&lt;br /&gt;
And just a little &lt;a target=&quot;_new&quot; href=&quot;http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5254755&quot;&gt;for a friend&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
so... Preschool's going well... And... I just bought some cute boots...and makeup...&lt;br /&gt;
And I haven't sold anything yet, so I didn't buy anything else.&lt;br /&gt;
lol&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Later!&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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<title>No, I haven't lost my brain...</title>
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Just my hair! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My dear Marmee is going to be displeased...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://photo.xanga.com/RainboGirl/25823148040936/photo.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;400&quot; alt=&quot;sort 204&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0px;&quot; src=&quot;http://x25.xanga.com/823c060400032148040936/z109985079.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, and I got braces, too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://photo.xanga.com/RainboGirl/f06cf148040971/photo.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;400&quot; alt=&quot;sort 223&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0px;&quot; src=&quot;http://xf0.xanga.com/6cfd841274230148040971/z109985104.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I like my hair, however, I'm not quite as fond of the braces... &lt;br /&gt;
Happy preschool picture post coming soon. :)</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 13:03:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Life as of Now</title>
<description>&lt;br /&gt;
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            &lt;h4 class=&quot;itemTitle&quot;&gt;Life as of Now&lt;/h4&gt;
            At the moment, I have an ache in my head, and chicken pie in the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;
            Since I've come back from Aunt Cindy's house, life hasn't taken a break. You may have noticed by my lack of posting. That's not to say, of course, that I haven't been online. Just not blogging. I've also neglected my journal, prayer book, and letter writing. I suppose my writing juices just haven't been flowing. They've been cut off. &lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            Anyways, for anyone who was wondering, busy though it is, life is good. Work is good. Cubbies is good. My room is &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;not so&lt;/span&gt; good. But I'm not talking about that right now. &lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            At preschool, the little girls love Miss Jessica, but the little boys love &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;. Exactly as I would have it. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; I think boys are more fun. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley5.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; Always have. I'll get pics of our preschool classes up someday. It's going really well, though. They all seem to like being there... Though Hayden does run across the room and hide when we do anything in a group. One little girl, Jaxon, calls both me and Jessica &quot;mama.&quot; I guess it's just easier than learning to say Jessica and Caitlin. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley4.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            In Cubbies, the little new boy that's the biggest, and the most trouble, knew his verses &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt;. I was astounded. The teacher said something about God, and David shouted &quot;GOD LOVED US AND SENT HIS SON!!!!&quot; Of course, he was supposed to be sitting still and being quiet. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/winky.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; But he knew it. Very well. Good for him!&lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            I could tell you all of the driving mistakes I've made lately... going the wrong direction on 81, getting confused surrounded by one way streets, and others that I'd rather not share. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/shy.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; But, hey! I'm still alive, right? And that's what matters.&lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            More news: I will never look the same again after tomorrow afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            Wow. I hadn't thought of it like that yet. lol. But, yes. I'm scheduled to have braces put on tomorrow at 2. So... here goes nothing. &lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            I'm feeling rather like a growed-up lately, what with teaching children, filling out paperwork for myself, driving myself around, and being responsible for my braces payments. All except actually &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;getting/having &lt;/span&gt;braces... &quot;What? You're getting braces? Aren't you kinda &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; for braces?&quot; lol. Better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;
            Oh, and I finally went to the &quot;college and career&quot; Sunday School class. I'm totally out of the youth group now. I liked the class, and think I'll enjoy it, but it's strange to be a &quot;younger one&quot; again. Just like it was strange to be one of the oldest in the youth group. I think being the youngest makes me feel a little more insecure. I'm a little used to being the oldest. Not that I particularly love it all the time. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; And I still like to go hang out in the hallway with my youth group friends. It's lovely when people say, &quot;Did you have fun away from us? We missed you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            Tomorrow we're going to hear Ravi Zacharias. I'm really looking forward to it. I've heard that he's awesome, and pretty much everyone I know that's going is excited, but I've never heard him before. So, yeah. Like I said, I'm really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            Another good thing lately is that I've made a new friend! Hoorah! Thank you to Sarah for introducing me to Rachel. But most of you don't know who Rachel is, so that doesn't mean a whole lot to you... Oh well. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; She's sweet. &lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;br /&gt;
            Well, I think I've rambled long enough. I hope this wasn't too burdensome for you all, and I hope you haven't given me up for dead yet. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/winky.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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            I'll try not to be so obscure in the future.&lt;br /&gt;
            Love y'all, and have a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;
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            &lt;h4 class=&quot;itemTitle&quot;&gt;Journal Entry&lt;/h4&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;Seeing as how I didn't want to actually &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; all over again, I decided to just copy from my real life, actual, true journal. The one I write in at least a few times a week. I love keeping a journal. but anyways. Prepare yourselves. :&lt;/p&gt;
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            &lt;p&gt;Hi. It's 11:05 PM. Still Wednesday 29.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;Tonight was great. I should so be sleeping. I really want to write. I do, but I don't. And I'm an idiot, drinking more coffee at bedtime. &lt;u&gt;Past&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; bedtime. And I'm sitting right by the doorway to write. I don't feel like being orderly. Prepare for random thoughts. *note to self: fire at will!*&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel so full of love - or maybe joy- or maybe both- that, and I feel like there's this... this happy feeling pressure, and if I were to manage any more joy or love, I might pop it. Sounds weird, huh? But sometimes, I really do wonder; if I am so brim-full of joy and love, how will I ever bear the extra joy (and love) once I meet &quot;the One.&quot; (I don't like &quot;the One&quot;, or &quot;Mr. Right&quot;, or &quot;future spouse&quot; or &quot;mate&quot; or &quot;partner&quot;....so.... what's left?! -&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Prince! My Prince. I'll have to remember that.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ As Princess Caitlin, I hereby declare that my future husband, though yet unknown, shall henceforth be referred to as &quot;My Prince&quot;, &quot;Prince Charming,&quot; or other such Princely endearment. Thank you. ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;But I'm not done rambling.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;So, I'm sitting there on the beach; gonna pray for my daily prayer list people as I look out on the beautiful, powerful, complex, majestic ocean. But, I found it very hard to ignore the totally engrossed lovers right in front of me. *note to self: making out in a public place may possibly distract someone, cause them to stumble, annoy, or flat out offend them. Thanks for listening.* Um... yeah. These people were having a good time, just floating along in the ocean, totally oblivious to everything else... I decided to just close my eyes and &lt;em&gt;listen&lt;/em&gt; to the beautiful, powerful, complex, majestic ocean. Ha ha...&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;There's so much more to write!! This has taken exactly 20 minutes, and 1/3 of my mug of coffee. &lt;/p&gt;
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            &lt;h4 class=&quot;itemTitle&quot;&gt;So, I just wrote this big whole long post that was kinda sorted excerpted from my journal, about my trip to the beach last night. Should I post it all at once, or break it down into a little mini series?&lt;br /&gt;
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            I noticed that when I post big humongous things, people seem to not leave as many comments. Maybe it overwhelms them.&lt;br /&gt;
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            I have something cute from the beach to tell you, though.&lt;br /&gt;
            These crows or whatever were a couple yards away, and the leader was playing with a mountain dew can. He was really smart. He manuevered the can around til he got it slanted downward to where he could put his beak in and actually drink what was left in the can. Dude. This bird LOVED mountain dew. I wish I'd had a video camera with me. &lt;br /&gt;
            &lt;em&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Sans&quot;&gt;He was drinking Mountain Dew.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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            Too cute. &lt;br /&gt;
            Then the other birds helped him finish it off. &lt;img height=&quot;15&quot; width=&quot;15&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley3.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
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<description>&lt;span&gt;Fear not, for I do not usually use such terminologies as &quot;homies&quot; and &quot;yo&quot;...&lt;br /&gt;
I take that back... I do say &quot;yo&quot; when I'm feeling crazy. Which is pretty often.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like I said, this is just randomness.&lt;br /&gt;
I'm drinking a cup of fresh brewed Starbucks Decaf House Blend ... black with sugar. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I need to pack tonight. I'll be gone most of tomorrow, visiting relatives after church. Then I'm leaving Monday morning, and I'll be gone for 2 weeks. I'll still be able to get online, though. And you could send me a postcard. LOL &lt;br /&gt;
Anyways. I do NOT want to pack. No, not at all. But I can't do it tomorrow or monday! But I don't want to go in my room by myself! I will be lonely! Which is why I wish I could call Bekka. But she hasn't replied to my message, so I don't know if it's ok for me to call! I love my Bekka. **sniff** She's my sweet little weirdo blob thing sister. And that is a pet name, not an insult. I love Sarah, too, but I don't call her a blob thing. She's too &lt;em&gt;refined&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So. I'm going off to Florida. And my father is talking to a fish. But we'll just pretend I didn't say that... I talk to fish, too... But what was I saying? Yes. I'm going to Florida. And when I come back from Florida, I'm going to start work. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Preschool teacher! yay!! And some of you may have seen that I went to an AWANA conference today -which is whyfor because of the reason that I'm going to be a Cubbies leader! YAY again! So, I should have lots of cute little kid stories this year. I'm really looking forward to it, but being so busy is definitely going to be a change of pace. Welcome to the real world? Maybe so. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But I was just talking to mi papa, and he informed me that he's still 25 in his mind. I told him I intend to stay 19 or 20 in my mind for the rest of my life. What mental age would you like to stay?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In other news: ... um. I can't think of anything. It was great to see people from some of my old churches at the conference. And we heard this really great preacher. He used to be an evangelist. I like evangelists.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, right, other news: My parents might let me and Laura drive up to Calvary every 5th sunday afternoon and stay the rest of the day. Just an idea, but they both seemed open to it. So, maybe like every 5th Sunday we'll come up and we can chill wif our friends at ... somewhere. CBC, or the ever-popular Starbucks... or somewhere. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley3.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; I hope it will actually work out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Love to ya all! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Princess Caitlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Speaking of waiting (recall my last post), I shall be waiting some time for my Prince.&amp;nbsp;Ask ye&amp;nbsp;why? Read on, dear friend, read on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&quot;Caitlin! Caitlin! We found your prince!&quot; They cried. Leah, Rebecca, and Tabitha had sought a prince for the princess all the day before with no luck. They even yelled &quot;Frog!&quot; multiple times, in a vain attempt to find an eligible young man who would answer to the call. On Saturday morning, they met me running with wide arms, to share this momentous news. &quot;Where?&quot; I asked, doubting. &quot;Over there! ... He's dead.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;~The End~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<description>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was strolling along online and I came across &lt;a target=&quot;_new&quot; href=&quot;http://www.ylcf.org/burningcandle/&quot;&gt;The Burning Candle&lt;/a&gt;. Girls, I recommend you take a look. Even if you're not struggling, it's really encouraging. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley5.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once upon a time, I had a list something like this one. Experiencing God's responses is overwhelming... Being content in Christ is lovely. (for lack of beautiful, flowery, intelligent speech.) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;360&quot; height=&quot;53&quot; alt=&quot;Why do I want to get married?&quot; src=&quot;http://www.ylcf.org/burningcandle/images/whydo.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; I want to be loved. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;     &lt;blockquote&gt;         &lt;blockquote&gt;             &lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;I have loved you with                 an everlasting love...&quot; Jeremiah 31:3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I want someone to adore me. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;     &lt;blockquote&gt;         &lt;blockquote&gt;             &lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The King has brought me into                 his chambers to adore me. (Song 1:4)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I want someone to hold my hand. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;I will uphold you with                 My righteous right hand.&quot; (Is. 41:10)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want to be accepted and valued. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;     &lt;blockquote&gt;         &lt;blockquote&gt;             &lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am                 accepted in the Beloved (Eph. 1:6. KJV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want a place, a nesting place that is my own to create and use. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can                 rest in the shadow of the Almighty. (Ps. 91:1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want help in my days of trouble. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;And                 call upon Me in the day of trouble; I shall                 rescue you...&quot; (Ps. 50:15)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I want to share my life - the joys and the struggles - with one person. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;God will                 share with me the treasures of darkness and                 hidden riches. (Is. 45:3)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I want a champion of my causes - one who is willing to fight for me. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord will fight for you.                 (Ex. 14:14)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want someone to meet my needs. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is                 meeting all my needs. (Phil. 4:19)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want intimacy. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord is intimate with                 the upright. (Ps. 140:13)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want someone to help me in my life. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no one like God who                 rides the heavens to help you. (Deut. 33:26)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I want to walk through life sustained and carried. I don't want the whole load of life. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even to                 my old age, God will sustain me, carry me, and                 rescue me. (Is. 46:4)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I want a companion for this life. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;God invites us to humbly                 walk with Him. (Mic. 6:8)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I desire children. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;     &lt;blockquote&gt;         &lt;blockquote&gt;             &lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;God gives us spiritual                 children like the numberless grains of sand if we                 invest in lives. (Is. 48:19)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;         &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only He can meet the deepest needs of my heart.&amp;nbsp; He is what I long for. Only God is enough.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;AGaramond Bold&quot;&gt;Everyone longs to give themselves completely to someone, to have a deep soul relationship with another, &lt;br /&gt;
to be loved thoroughly and exclusively. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But God says to the Christian, &quot;No, not until you are satisfied, fulfilled, and content with being loved &lt;br /&gt;
by Me alone. Not until you have given yourself totally unreservedly to Me, until you have an intensely personal and unique relationship with Me alone. &lt;br /&gt;
Not until you have discovered that only in Me is your satisfaction to be found. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;AGaramond Bold&quot;&gt;Then will you be capable of the perfect human relationship that I have planned for you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;AGaramond Bold&quot;&gt;You will never be united with another until you are united with Me, &lt;br /&gt;
exclusive of anyone or anything else, &lt;br /&gt;
exclusive of any other desires or longings. &lt;br /&gt;
I want you to stop planning, stop wishing, and allow Me to give you the most thrilling plan existing, &lt;br /&gt;
one that you cannot imagine. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;AGaramond Bold&quot;&gt;I want you to have the best. Please allow Me&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to bring it to you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;AGaramond Bold&quot;&gt;Just keep watching Me, expecting the greatest things. &lt;br /&gt;
Keep experiencing the satisfaction that &lt;strong&gt;I Am&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
Keep listening &amp;amp; learning the things I tell you. &lt;br /&gt;
You just wait, &lt;br /&gt;
that's all.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center; margin-left: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;AGaramond Bold&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.ylcf.org/burningcandle/images/Stars.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So. Maybe that wasn't really applicable to you. Maybe you thought it was boring. Maybe it blessed you. I don't know, but I thought it was lovely, and it never hurts to share a blessing. &lt;img width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; src=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have a good weekend!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Geneva; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~Princess Caitlin&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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