tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76403353110259372092011-04-21T11:37:25.406-07:00Dot dash, dash dot, dash dot, dot dash.Anna Gracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15405325334559502796noreply@blogger.comBlogger901100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640335311025937209.post-56711257072949370182007-12-17T08:26:00.000-08:002008-12-08T13:19:13.850-08:00

I wrote a two page blog post.It's gone now. The computer kidnapped it.I might just cry. or write it again.

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"Tis better to give then to receive." I need to buy a camera. This camera: Canon Rebel XTi. It costs approximately $700. We currently are about $700 dollars away from our goal.In the spirit of the holiday I'm offering you a chance to give.*I accept any amount, but we have special categories you can reach + receive benefits (listed below). Please consider becoming a:$10--"Bronze Benefactor"--I

Anna Gracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15405325334559502796noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7640335311025937209.post-64783835464001891492007-11-16T10:20:00.000-08:002007-11-17T14:13:36.507-08:00

I'm tired of being sick.

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"In ten minutes a creepy man is going to rob our house." Luke told me.After this startling revelation Luke went on to explain why. He informed me that he had seen a creepy man in a truck ride around our neighborhood TWICE. "...and now the guy has seen mom and Hope leave..." he said in a matter of fact tone.I started laughing. So much so that I ended up in a heap on the floor.After this fit of

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I made it through my classes. Unfortunately, I've proven it over and over again that I'm a real dumb dumb at taking tests. I cannot interpret what the teacher is asking in multiple choice questions. I absolutely fail when it comes to answering those things. I can get all the problems done perfectly, but, when I have to circle a, b, c, or d I panic. If it is NOT termed the way I remember it I lose

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...and you said I know that this will hurtbut if I don't break your heart then things will just get worseIf the burden seems too much to bearRememberthe end will justify the pain it took to get us there. -Relient K lyricsI found an enchanted forest today. Colorful leaves carpeted the ground and a chilly wind swept through the woods. Rusted bridges led me across murky waters and various

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Another crazy Sunday night for the procrastinator. It just means a little less sleep and a lot more stress. Although, this weekend I have had ample amounts of excuses to defend my lack of studying. Including three parties [the first one I decided to miss because I knew I should study instead].It was good to see familiar faces on Thursday night. My sister came home for the weekend and we went out

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Last night my thoughts wouldn't shut off, my light bulb burnt out and I slept with my socks on. All of which are relatively abnormal. During school days it doesn't take much for me to fall asleep. Normally I'm just thankful to get five hours. However, last night stress was prevalent, and evident, but excitement exceeded both. There is always something to look forward to; even when the present is

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photograph by: annie It's very cold inside today....and besides that little fact...I haven't much to say.

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As time goes on it seems more and more difficult to say goodbye. I treasure the moment s leading up to a farewell--but, hate the actual "goodbye." Loving someone leaves my heart so entirely vulnerable. I absolutely detested watching Sarah, whom I hold in such high regard, slowly disappear as I walked through security and on to gate number 43. I didn't try to find her with my eyes once I was

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It's the day of the dead today.We went to several "Day of the dead" parties and/or art exhibits. Annie says we had "The time of our lives."We forgot our face paint. But, nobody else did.We also saw an old couple riding a steel, fire breathing crocodile across the street. They honked the horn and the tail scraped "like nails on a chalk-board" on the pavement as they maneuvered into an alleyway.We

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Shout it on the rooftops(!)I'm getting out of here. I'm in pursuit of someone that left. Hopefully I'll see her beautiful face tomorrow @ 9 pm...Colorado time.All of Colorado--run for the hills...the crayons are coming.

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thank you for your encouragement, I made it through the game.Something I had anticipated as just one incredibly long night turned out to be... an incredibly long night. BUT, in addition--it was surprisingly fun. Everyone played acceptionally well; I had some pretty sets to come down on. Which, completed my night. We played in a gym instead of on the grassy fields in the bright, glaring sun.

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add that to my list...I want to go mud sliding. before bungee jumping.I'm getting tired of things being just spoken. I realize that's a broad statement. So, I'll narrow it down just a bit.When people say the same phrases continuously...to everyone. It seems to lose its original significance. Especially when it is not followed up by any sort of action confirming the words. For instance, my boss

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It rained today.Unexpectedly, the sound of the raindrops brought back a memory of this game I always begged Mr. F to let us play at Youth Group. It was called "Drip, drip, drop." The name explains the game. But, Mr. F would continuously make excuses [valid ones] about how no one would want to get wet. I was always disappointed with everyone. The idea of getting splashed with an entire cup of

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To summarize how I'm feeling right now I'll use something Emma said yesterday that I found particularly funny. It was one of those "you had to be there" things. So, don't feel bad and run away weeping, or bang your head against the wall in frustration when you can't see any humor in the following statement. "You guys need to get out of this environment."I needed that laugh. I still smile when I

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I had the impression that once I mastered some techniques I might find I enjoy some of my classes. Unfortunately, I've yet to see real...draw or pull...in any of my subjects. Instead I find myself rather discouraged [at times] by the mountain load of homework that piles up so easily. I'm just trying to stay on top of it with my flag planted declaring "this is my land."Otherwise, it'll bury me.I

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Ah, volleyball.We won tonight. But, the victory was tainted for me. Nevertheless, that said, I won't go any further on my blog. I only wanted to mention that: winning isn't everything.I think we get distracted easily. We complicate that which is simple or over simplify something that is complex. I've probably lost you now. I'm only stating half thoughts.But, sometimes silence is the best

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it's getting chilly outside.*big grin*

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Just a few moments ago I ran down a sandy path; momentarily glancing behind me every-once-in-a-while to watch my dusty trail drifting up into the air. At one point I paused and looked ahead of me. My eyes swept across the wide expansion of land and directly towards a clump of trees holding their own on the acres of land. The sun was close to setting and had just ducked behind the trees. Their

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The Hopester and "Lovable Luke" are in my charge. Well, not really; but, I pretend to have some sort of authority over them while my parents are away.In a few moments I'm going to prepare the spaghetti my mom pre-made for us. I say, for today, we throw out the rule that dinner must be eaten later in the evening. "With a heave and a ho and a mighty throw..." In other parts of the world it is later

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I really can be a dangerous driver because I get distracted easily by what's outside my window. Ah, but not by the myriad of cars that are whizzing past nor by the billboards and signs that clutter the street sides. Not even because that sign says: Free ice-cream. Get it now."For the beauty of the earth. For the glory of the skies..." This morning I drove home from a friend's house around

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I'm back to the familiar grind of working Saturdays at Chick-fil-a. It's normally bearable until the clock reaches one pm. Repeatedly, each week, I dramatically perform a count down for my fellow co-workers. I voice the hour and the minute from time to time--either to depress them or to make them excited about the approaching clock-out time. From one until four my countenance

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I finished up a draft I started the other day and posted it. I kept checking to see if it had popped up. Finally, after submitting it three times and still not seeing any results on my page--I gave up. I set my mind to coming back later to see if it had randomly decided to appear while I was gone.Yes, ladies in gentlemen, it appeared. Apparently it posted the first time I pushed "submit."

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WHO AM I?Who am I? They often tell meI stepped from my cell's confinementcalmly, cheerfully, firmlylike a Squire from his country houseWho am I? They often tell meI used to speak to my wardersfreely and friendly and clearly,as though it were mine to command.Who am I? They also tell meI bored the days of misfortuneequably, smilingly, proudly,like one accustomed to win.Am I then really that which

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Break time reminds me of cracking [breaking] emotionally + physically. It's the point where you're just about to break--so you take a break in order not to break. Yes, I realize that made little sense. I am finding it more and more difficult to communicate clearly as the hours pass. I've been studying the day away and I feel as if I have not even scratched the surface on what I need to know for

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Black and white shots of people dressed in black... and little white.I had the impression that previous sentence would be fun to write. It doesn't make much sense. That's all right, I know you'll live-- even in the midst of reading such confusion. Jared and Faith; once again appearing in public as the most beautiful young couple. I am slightly biased. my favorite brother.and my family.

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Isn't it strange how fast something can change?It only takes a moment and everything can be turned upside down & around. For example: Saturday morning I was feeling relatively healthy for the most part. Unfortunately, that afternoon, right after having eaten an entire meal of delicious goodness, I fell prey to some illness or another. As soon as I arrived home I fell into bed and practically

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I wrote this on Monday...but, haven't gotten around to posting it until now.Consequently, bear in mind--this was written on monday:My day began in typical fashion.I woke up to the melodious sound of "A-Castle-in-the-clouds" and the first initial response I had to it was: Oh no, it's not really morning yet, please let that sound be in my head. The funny thing is, sometimes I have imagined that

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I read in my macroeconomics book: "Life is a continuous sequence of decisions."I thought I'd do a post on that catchy phrase. But as soon as I began to type in this box I was overcome with this feeling of pure exhaustion.so, maybe some other day.Right now I'd much rather just sleep.Goodnight everyone.

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I would like to mention that I have once again caught a cold. I can see Annie shaking her head in amusement right now. Oh no, no, no--not that she relishes the thought of me being sick. But, well...it's more of an inside joke. So, don't ask. They never are quite as funny when you have to explain them to curious people.Although, this time this 'cold' has taken a downward spiraling path and turned

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Each of the attendees of Amanda's surprise birthday party were politely requested to wear a costume imitating that of a Broadway character. Originally I was against dressing up because I felt rather lazy.But, then the idea struck me as exciting.and about two hours before the party began Sarah helped me whip up a costume. I like to dress-up on occasion. This time was no exception. After the last

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Sometimes I wish I had straight hair.

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Recently I've been observing how much noise there is everywhere....there is noise......at where I work. I've been recruited to the kitchen ever since my potential of being a star salad maker, wrap wrapper, brownie breaker, coleslaw cupper...etc, was discovered. Apparently country music is the prized sound to be heard in the kitchen. My manager turns it up real loud and occasionally can be heard

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Hear ye, hear ye.We've each been allotted two hours of free TV time.

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I look into their precious faces and my breathe comes in a rush of air. Yes, there are a good number of mischevious little rascals; but, the overwhelming majority of them are adorable little things. One kid leans diligently over his paper mache and is beautifully concernced about how he lays the paper. It will not do to have that piece--"it's too short" he says. And yet another slaps his paper

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Luke has been helping out in the craft room this year.Within minutes, he happened upon a roll of black table clothe and went to work creating a mask. His imagination soared, as always.

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You are forever "my precious one," Sarah Elizabeth.

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This is from the other day.I hope you don't mind. (:I am afraid of the dark. Sitting quietly, I am attempting to ignore the creeking of the floor in some distant room and the sound of an object tumbling to the floor. Everything is throwing shadows in the twilight of the night. My eyes are in constant motion, looking this way and that for monsters. My mind is moving even faster--mentally preparing

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This morning I went on a bikeride. It was refreshing to be outside in the cool mist of rain. I rode around happily, loop after loop. Eventually, huffing and puffing I found my way back home again. Shakily walking up my porch steps I reached for the door knob. It didn't budge. Turning it this way and that I realized it was locked. So, sighing gently I made my way back down the steps, around the

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Last week I went to cambridge.This week I make the "journey" again. picture this...you're with a good friend, the conversation begins to slowly falter and eventually it completely fades away. A silence grows steadily as the minutes pass by from whence you last spoke. You sit in the the moment without saying a word. This has happened to me more than once. I have struggled in the past with feeling

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When I'm sick the one thing I cannot and will not do willingly is take a nap or lay around.I hate the fact that I am weak when I am sick. So, I try to ignore the problem. Which, is never a good thing. I attempt to do all that is in my power to trick my body into thinking it is not indeed weaker or suffering from germ attack. This starts with the clever ploy of deceiving my mind.

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"I feel like a crumbling crouton."That nasty, vile, hateful thing known as a "cold" has reappeared in hideous form. It creeped into my body just last night and has begun to destroy me.Funny how one moment I can feel perfectly wonderful and then in a few short seconds of time--BAM--I'm barely holding on.

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This is Emily.In contrast to the popular belief that the vast majority of online friends are "axe-murderes" I present my friend, Emily. She is not an axe-murder.I had the opportunity to visit Emily this past week. I went so that I could attend her graduation banquet in VA.Something I've begun to enjoy, is simply, experiencing new things. Having the chance to branch out and go for something [after

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The other day after a failed attempt to inhabit a beach of sunshine [it rained throughout our visit] Elizabeth, Emily and I ventured back to their home and chased after the fog through a field. I really liked how this picture of Emily& Eryn turned out...its sweet simplicity caught my eye.Emily walking the gloomy beach.Ah, but the rain has long departed and the flowers are blooming brighter from

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Luke agreed to let me take his picture as long as I played him in a game of fooseball.I liked how the pictures turned out.AND I beat "Dr. Fooseball" in fooseball.

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A post for Faith, my faithful blog reader [it's in the name].Emily came over the other day and in the morning we journeyed out on a walk and eventually came across the irragation things in the farmer's field behind ours. I asked Emily to lay in front of the wheel and after I did a little pleading: she willingly obligized. I love this kid (and I mean this not disrespectfully, but merely as a term

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Annie & I took pictures of each other taking pictures.After filling ourselves with good food; we went on a stroll.To the docks & around town.Luke. photogentic spot. Emma&Elizabeth making shadows.Elizabeth kindly took this picture for me. We came back [slightly frozen] and played some street soccer. Pretty Annie. and that is all for now.Good day.

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Luke was chilling on the shed roof today.[in the sunshine of the day]He let me climb up and take a few photographs. And then later that same day, Mackenzee came over to load some pictures and while we waited; we went on a walk. And the sun was just right for more photographs. I love taking pictures.

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I was startled by how quickly flowers and plants have bloomed since my last venture to the trees behind my house. Our peach trees are covered with pink flowers and the flowers in turn; have a hundred bees eagerly swarming around them.

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It's a picture book--scroll down fast. (;

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Jared& Faith.

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Spring has come. I was enthralled by the many picture opportunites yesterday evening. I insisted Sarah pose for me because I wished very much to be the one behind the camera capturing the sites I was seeing.She kindly obliged with minimum complaining.

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I went to the park today.I slid down the metal slide, swung on the swings and spun on the Carousal.This park is one of the last ones around here retaining the "dangerous" equipment, such as: the tall metal slide. Imaginge how brutally this rusted metal slide could hurt some poor innocent child. HAH.Slide at your own risk is what I say. Give us short and plastic slides and the fun is zapped out of

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...with a Bang.I had believed "Pitch" was the ultimate card game and that nothing would ever come close to comparing.I don't like admitting that I am wrong.But I was.BANG came mysteriously out of the unknown and attempted to compare with Pitch. It has succeeded in attaining my affections and enthusiasm. It is not better than Pitch, but it is the one card game that has actually come close. It is a

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We just finished video taping a movie Luke wanted to star in. He claims it will make him famous. The footage is shaky and he pauses to pull himself together in the end. I am not going to give away the "exciting" plot or the subject material. You may just want to see it. It's very different.

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light.

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Completing a scrapbook of memories.Making new designs for each page, cutting, writing, pasting, the hours of work poured into it are all worth it in the end. I love having a book of photographs and tokens to be able to look back on.

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Mine was spectacular. This past weekend I had the priveledge to journey to what now is a familiar spot in North Carolina. I went for my first time to a retreat held annually at Ridge Haven called YoWAW. Focused on getting young people excited about missions.YoWAW (Youth World Awareness Weekend) This retreat proved itself to be built on a firm foundation by the first day and pushed its way out of

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I've wanted to do a new puzzle for a while now. I have around the amount of twelve in my closet. All of which I have done, some more than once. There is something satisfying in fitting together piece after piece. A steady two hours of work and concentration. And then, stepping back you glimpse the final picture, a beautiful landscape of trees on an open field; a sailboat in the midst of sparkling

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SarahLuke.Hope Sunday afternoon pictures (posted for Faith)

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I went bowling tonight. I officially can state that I pretty much love any sport I try. volleyball.soccer.ice skating.bowling.ultimate.kickball.basketball.

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Hope is cooking dinner.She is cooking us an igloo cake *questioning smile*, and pigs in a blanket. Heh. To her, that seems like a pretty rockin' meal. Mom left for the women's retreat. With her departure we were left a list of things to clean before her return tomorrow. I had the "pleasant" duty of cleaning the bathroom. Kateyln (our next-door-neighbor) dropped off the Girl Scout cookies tonight

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captured time. Not a minute of time escapes God's notice.He is intimately concerned with every detail in the affairs of men and in the course of nature. "Time is of the essence."

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You're a silent rage, you're a hurricaneYou are everything I cannot see and can't explainYou're an enigma wrapped in a mysteryEverywhere I go, I can't escape Your energy

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white as snow. We get very excited over half-an-inch of snow around here. Schools close, people rush out to buy necessary food in case of being "trapped" inside by the MASSIVE amounts of snow that falls in this area. Oh, and let us not neglect the anual rush to the mound/hump we call a hill. Sledding down it is the thrill of a lifetime for flatlanders. tomorrow it will be slush. Ah well, it's

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Capturing the beauty of a flower is not extremely difficult. They're so photogentic. (:"Looking through rose colored stained glass windows Never allowing the world to come in..."

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Ground state: The lowest possible energy level. I felt like I was in "ground state" today. Swimming in an ocean of chemistry and beginning to drown in the depth of the subject. In chemistry it seems that everything pertains to something else and it all persistently gets broken down and it goes on and on. "This is the song that goes on and on...someone started singing it and now we'll be singing

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The company makes the day.It is something remarkable the love some people give. How real there love is, how consistant it is. Today I had the priveledge of traveling to College Park with Sarah and her former college friend, Amy. I get enthusiatic on occasions such as these. My day was a grand adventure because I visited with some of the most wonderful people on this earth. It was like an early

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the patience of waiting is warmly rewarded by a small, "Cuckoo!" and the quick appearance of a bird and the all most as haste departure of said bird.

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It's an easy task taking pictures of something that is all ready brilliantly beautiful. the creation shouts His glory.

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Chemistry The study of matter and the chemical and physical changes it undergoes.

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E. W. Smith says, a wise man "first determines upon the end he desires to attain, and then upon the best means of attaining it. Before the architect begins his edifice, he makes his drawings and forms his plans, even to the minutest details of construction. In the architect's brain the building stands complete in all its parts before a stone is laid. So with the merchant, the lawyer, the farmer

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3I attempted to clear the entire plate.The bearer of my name. I loved the lighting. pictionary down the lane...

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Kristin is on "permanent leave" from Chick-fil-a.Brian didn't realize what a good thing he had when he had it. OR he did...but, he has a little too much pride."She's moved on to better and greater things." And it's true. Kristin got a job at American Eagle the day after she was fired from Chick-fil-a. The people at the mall love her. She'll be an added plus to the employees of AE. And I will

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no more.:D

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Tuesday morning prayer breakfast @ Panera.the perfect time to take pictures because everyone is so awake and chipper. (;Pretty pretty.handsome handsome.Daughter and father. (:McKenzie. A faithful attendant of the breakfast.

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color. (:

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I have an odd variety of photographs. I don't have enough energy to sit here all night and ponder how to cleverly intertwine them together so that they connect in some clever way. So, instead, I present...a random selection. The pictures in this book are beautiful.Last night at the Children's Christmas program while everyone else was snapping pictures of all the angels on the stage...I managed to

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Enjoying fresh air... as my sickness leaves.Star Wars computer game. Notice the intense face.Lovely.Chocolate donuts...

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An assortment of blue.I was feeling rather dreary so I decided to symbolize my mood with a color. Heh.While I've been ill I've entertained myself by taking pictures.It's hard to work with some of these people...they just don't want their pictures taken.

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Perhaps this chap will look a little familiar? some Spider and the Fly doodles By: Sarah

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soon to come...pictures from an incredible artist.Sarah Danielle.She is crazy talented. I went into her room the other day with my camera and asked permission to photograph some of her pictures. She said I could only take this particular picture's picture if I knew who it was. I immediately figured out who the drawing portrayed and snapped the picture. Do you know who it is?

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"Beware of people who dislike cats." "The more people I meet, the more I like my cat."

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If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!-Ecclesiastes 4:10

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An idea conceived. And brought to life.

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