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Name: Jessica
Gender: Female
Interests: Probably same as you.
Expertise: Ha. I'm a college student. How about you just ask John Kerry what he thinks about...anything.
Occupation: Retired
Industry: Textiles
Message: message me
Yahoo:  Fredicaz
Member Since:
11/14/2004
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| I just fell into the face of Facebook and even though I don't do anything there but look at pictures, I have completely neglected xanga. Yeah, so that one boy from January is the love of my life. Bet you're glad I updated. Sorry, didn't mean to leave you all out in the cold. BUt while I was neglecting the world wide web I was falling in love and trying not to fail school because of it.
I love FSB and my beloved section here! That's pretty much my life. | | |
| Hmmmmmm... I am so happy to be back here at school, the name of which I will not disclose because of all the psychos out there. So I am a mysterious person in a secret place and ... I really like this one boy. PEACE | | |
| Aaaaah...that's all I can say.
Complete serenity of a three day weekend. I could ask for
anything more...except maybe to have Trace Bundy as my neighbor.
That wouldn't be too much to ask I hope.
He rocks my acoustic world.
I have thoroughly enjoyed this semester thus far.
I really don't feel like leaving a post right now. So that is all I have for you today.
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| Well, now, isn't this fantastic. I have had quite an eventful time here at school thus far, but I must say that nothing compares to the greatness of knowing the Lord. I don't know how anyone can live without the Savior. It must be terribly exhausting and depressing to say the least. | | |
| Wow. Could I have been humbled any more? I suppose any service for the Lord will only show how completely dependent on Him we are. Unfortunately, I must confess that I really really really wanting to be a selfish servant the last week I was at camp. Is that possible? the servant is supposed to only serve her Master. I was being a very stupid sheep. The sheep hear the Good Shepherd's voice and come to Him. But no! Not lately, I told God that after three weeks I knew what I was doing. I knew better than some of my co-workers. I knew better than the ones I was supposed to be ministering to. It was a struggle. I wrestled until I had nothing left. Now I pray that God worked in spite of me. Of course He did.
On a more positive note: I had the amazing opportunity of stepping completely out of my comfort zone and out of my element and serve God at Camp Ao-Wa-Kiya. I wouldn't trade my summer for anyone else's (which is hard to remember once I get to hear about everyone's aweome summers). God knows His plan for me and He is with me. Praise the Lord!
keep it real. | | |
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