| I've been thinking about facebook and I think it's an awful time waster. I'm considering deleting mine but haven't decided yet. In any case, if I did, I'd probably be on here a bit more (which I may anyways, now that I've rediscovered it). Thoughts? |
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| Didn't think I'd ever be back, didja? ;oP
So...life is good...facebook is good. hahaha...
I saw that Jordan posted, and decided to agree with her...
that yes, xanga still lives, though it's clinging painfully with the last of its ebbing strength to the crumbling roots of existence...
it is indeed alive.
SO much has changed since I was last on here, its unbelievable. Good things, bad things...every blessing is mixed, and every cloud has its silver lining. I feel like a completely different person. Even being on xanga makes me feel...nostalgic.
Haha, I sound like an old person. Oh well, I feel like one too, preparing for graduation and researching colleges.
I hope everyone else's xangas are being more productive than mine, which isn't hard to accomplish. Actually, I already know that they are, since I get email updates, so I suppose I should hopw that they REMAIN more productive. Not so much for my sake as for the sake of those who (sorry, but its the harsh truth that there are few of you now) those still care. ;o)
Christ's blessings on each of you!
...does that sound like a nun? I didn't mean to... oh well.
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| Busybusybusy... sorry. Its just hard to do Facebook and xanga. ;o( I'm evil.
How are you?
I'll be in NC soon... in the meantime, I think I'll go have some chocolate ice cream.
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| What happens when you write debate arguments late into the night...
McCain Feingold is 3vil!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA! It will KILL YOU!!!!! RAAAA!!!
...And then she died. |
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| You know what? The life of a teenager is... interesting.
Or maybe its just us s. Saturday, for example.
I go from tired and half asleep
to intellectual and wise
to foolish and caffeinated
to depressed and weepy
to purposeful and persistent
to tired and half asleep.
Notice a pattern?
...At least all my days aren't like that... what a life i would lead. Sometimes its hard to tell how we are made in the image of an UNCHANGING God. That seems like the opposite of me... ;oP |
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