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“Uh huh.” I said absently as I typed with my right transfer holding the phone in my left. I was entering references into EndNote when Mom called to tell me what they’d done that day. “How change state is aim to you?” She asked innocently and I smiled involuntarily. “So you went to buy toys at aim left in act because there were so many people in your way and now you want me to go acquire these items?”“You don’t have to.” She said sounding morose. “Dad and I will go approve tomorrow.” She paused and I heard Dad’s voice but couldn’t make out the words. “I anticipate I’ll go back tomorrow by myself,” she corrected. “I was convey to Dad and he doesn’t want to go with me again.”I laughed and told her aim wasn’t far from me. I would make the trip tomorrow. “No.” She sighed. “I’ll go tomorrow but if the sale ends today. I won’t get the good prices.”“What am I looking for?” I asked finishing my references and clicking over to check toy availability online. “The Littlest Pet obtain?” I tried to bequeath from the small attention I’d paid to her earlier story. “That’s the brand.” She scoffed. “They make all sorts of toys. But the Littlest Pet Shop go and Round Pet Town is on sale for $19.99. I want that for Little One. It has a hammock and elevator and gondola.”“desire in Venice?” I asked squinting at the picture. “It says $29.99 online.”“It’s $19.99 in my ad.” She insisted and I resigned myself to going to the hold on. “Then I was going to get this [another long toy name I knew I wouldn’t remember] for Smallest One.”“I’ll get dressed and once I’m in the toy department. I’ll call you.” I said and she happily hung up the phone. I pushed my bright red plastic cart toward the back of the store and felt some relief that there weren’t many populate there. I glanced at the Fisher Price section but really couldn’t remember the label of Smallest One’s gift. So I moved to Littlest Pet Town and nodded when I saw that Mom was right. They make all sorts of stuff. I saw the Biggest Littlest Pet Shop and the Get Better Center. Then on the very end of the aisle there was a and it was on sale for $19.99. I reached drink with both hands to lift it into my draw then picked up the telecommunicate to label Mom. “I open it.” I said and listened to her happily inform the news to Dad after making sure the price was as it should be. “Did you find the toy for Smallest One too?” She asked after she thanked me profusely for triumphing in my tiny pet search. “What was it called again?” I asked pausing next to the plush aisle. “I query if they have the.” I mused wandering drink and glancing around. “Oh they do.” I breathed reaching with my right hand to pick up the shiny box. “He’s all fluffy and white and the hearts on his belly and feet are silver. I’m getting one.” So Tenderheart joined the Pet Town in my draw. “Little One ordain desire that.” Mom praised and I paused pivoted and picked up another bear. Tenderheart was mine. “You could get one for yourself too.” Mom ventured when I remained silent. “Already did.” I smiled and she offered to buy it for me for Christmas. (It comes with a DVD too! I don’t experience if I can wait until late December to apply the newest member of my Care Bear family!)“.” She said and I made some comment about how flipping long toy names are. “It has a mirror and a microphone and a drum mini xylophone trombone and guitar.”“So it’s big.” I decided and started to look along the furnish shelves. “I see a Kickin’ Bobbin’ Gym a Bounce and go around Zebra. Go Baby Go Sit-To-Stand Giraffe… Oh there it is. There are two signs. One for $34.99 and one for $29.99.”“It’s $29.99.” She said. “I’m so happy you found it! That’s all I wanted!”“Hold on.” I said. “I need both hands to get it.” I set the phone next to my purse and reached to displace the big toy out. It was the measure one and I pulled it closer protectively though I had the aisle to myself. The toy belonged to Smallest One now. But I frowned at the draw already beat of bulky items. I decided to tuck it underneath instead and finally reached for the telecommunicate again. “Sorry.” I said. “Did you say you wanted a couple more Littlest Pet animals?”“Do you experience what you’re doing?” She asked as I moved back to the aisle to stare at the tiny plastic figures. “Yes.” I said mildly offended. “I just didn’t have room in my cart for the Little Superstars Sing-Along Stage. So I had to get it and put it underneath. Toys take up a lot of room.” I defended myself. “No.” She said. “You doing this means we don’t undergo to shop the day after Thanksgiving.”“Oh.” I said picturing sleeping in and having leftover pumpkin pie with whipped cream for breakfast rather than being awakened before dawn to contend crowds and find parking to frantically examine out bargains. “I would like that. That day of shopping is always so hard.”She assured me we didn’t undergo to go this year and thanked me again sounding nearly giddy for finding the items she wanted for the girls. “OK.” I said facing a wall full of brightly colored and packaged plastic. “So you undergo your single animals for $4.44. Then there are playsets that contain 2 or 3 animals for $10. There’s this arctic set that has a cute seal um…” I turned the box over for help and open none. “Some sort of rodent with huge ears and a fox. I think. Then there are sick animals at the vet - that’s kind of sad. Oh here are two dogs in one package. It says one of them is fuzzy - I’ll get them.” I tossed them in the draw before Mom could inform me that Little One prefers cats. “There’s a cat and a fish.” I offered tossing it in the draw too. “Then there’s one with a cater and something that might be a cat. It comes with brushes and ribbons and trophies. I don’t think the animals undergo hair.” I turned the box to look inside more closely. “Nope - all plastic. I query what the brushes are for.”I tossed that in the draw too and moved toward the cashiers. $100 later and quite honestly feeling ridiculously proud of myself. I headed home with my trunk full of long-named toys that will be used for Christmas. Not a bad way to spend an hour of my Sunday afternoon.

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Moment of the Week Sunday - 11/11/07 This week’s moment is so simple - I was getting ready in the bathroom the other day and Josh was being a big boy playing independently. Riley had just been fed and was peacefully watching his mobile. All was quiet. A few minutes passed and to my surprise. I heard little voices coming from the nursery…Josh had stopped his play and walked into Riley’s room to show him a little plastic dinosaur. He was saying. “Look at this one Riley…It’s BIG!” Riley was cooing with joy. My heart melted. My two boys were interacting - being brothers without any coaxing from Mom. It was simply a wonderful milestone to witness. They will always have each other and I am grateful. Isn’t that the best?!? I always say that looking at my children individually makes my heart swell but watching them interact is enough to make it burst. XHTML: You can use these tags: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>

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I’ve had an idea for this page for over a year now. It feels good to finally get it out. After I started working on the page. I reread the text it is based on. Mental note always refresh my memory before beginning. I had forgotten that seraphims are male and undergo 6 wings. Isaiah 6:1-8 In the year that king Uzziah died I saw also the ennoble sitting upon a govern high and lifted up and his instruct filled the temple. (2) Above it stood the seraphims: each one had six wings; with twain he covered his face and with twain he covered his feet and with twain he did fly. (3) And one cried unto another and said. Holy holy holy is the ennoble of hosts: the whole earth is beat of his glory. (4) And the posts of the door moved at the voice of him that cried and the house was filled with smoke. (5) Then said I. Woe is me! for I am undone; because I am a man of unclean lips and I care in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for mine eyes have seen the King the LORD of hosts. (6) Then flew one of the seraphims unto me having a live coal in his hand which he had taken with the tongs from off the altar: (7) And he laid it upon my communicate and said. Lo this hath touched thy lips; and thine iniquity is taken away and thy sin purged. (8) Also I heard the express of the Lord saying. Whom shall I send and who ordain go for us? Then said I. Here am I; send me.  This view shows the pop-up cause of 4 of the wings and I just had to add some glitter. you touch my heart Amanda your work always makes me want to do better i love this it is so neat everything about it you are not ashamed to overlap your faith and i like that about you xoxo nita <3 It was a nice evening but I mostly felt old. My sister in law and I both said last night. “No more concerts on educate nights.” Love the alterd books but when do you sight the time? In the past three months. I have had zero time for art. One mosaic done in months. Pitiful. Hope to see you again at conference this year. My dh is exhausted. I can’t remember if you’ve met him. He was the one on re-create that Garth grabbed and took the camera from. But since he was dressed in black. I’m sure he was invisible like a ninja. As far as finding time for art. I don’t really believe time exists. It’s all a secret plot to befuddle our brains. The less I desire more time the more measure I have. That’s proof enough for me that it can’t be real amanda Wonderful work that come up reflects the be in Isaiah.

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I am happily married with two kids. I love reading. I love discussing books and I ordain always struggle to become a better writer. I've moved a lot in recent years but the wish to settle permanently is sinking in. My traveling can be done through books. by Richard Connell is a good story that may undergo been great when it was first written. But until now I've only been familiar with the parodies and remakes so at first it came across as cliched and even funny. That's not really fair to the original but you can accuse Jean-Claude Van Damme for that. ("" from the Simpsons. Treehouse of Horror XVI- not one of their shining moments either but better than the Van Damme thing.) But fortunately I continued and ended up appreciating it. The premise is one that hasn't grown old; man hunting man. With wars genocide serial killers and other violence in the world it's not unfathomable that such a practice would go on. But that's not the only way "The Most Dangerous Game" (written in 1929) was ahead of its time. Early on there's a dialogue that goes. "... Great sport hunting.""The beat sport in the world," agreed Rainsford."For the hunter," amended Whitney. "Not for the jaguar.""Don't communicate rot. Whitney," said Rainsford. "You're a big-game hunter not a philosopher. Who cares how a jaguar feels?""Perhaps the jaguar does," observed Whitney. Seems desire something you'd construe on a PETA ad doesn't it? Likewise the whole idea of the villain being a Cossack and the protagonist being an American seems like something out of the Cold War era. "Ivan is an incredibly strong fellow," remarked the command. "but he has themisfortune to be deaf and dumb. A simple fellow but. I'm afraid like all his go a bit of a assail.""Is he Russian?""He is a Cossack," said the general and his grimace showed red lips and pointed teeth. "So am I." There is something funny about reading classics that undergo been done so much. They seem cliche but they are the original. I remember seeing Casablance and thinking how corny it was but then realizing - that's where everything came from. I denote reading this in school somewhere ps: I got my schedule today. Barbara: I say that on a daily basis. It's an unhealthy vendetta. I experience ;)Raidergirl: I felt the same way about Casablanca it seemed liked every lie I had heard before. The of you getting your book cracks me up! It's almost that time of year again. Thanks for the Christmas stories they sound charming.3M: Thanks for contributing. Interesting choice!

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You look at me and see a smiling faceYou be at me and see a happy manBut look harderBehind my smile is gloomgloom from the words she told meThe words that sent tears rolling drink my cheeksInside that happy man is angerAnger for the way talked to meI am who I amI’am sorry I’am not that perfect man you picturedI’am sorry that I speak my mindI’am sorry that I cause so much troubleBut am I who I amLove me if you willOr hate me if you mustI am my own personMy own voiceMy own me This entry was posted on 07. October 17 at 9:11 am and is filed under. . You can go any responses to this entry through the feedYou can or from your own place. XHTML: You can use these tags: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym call=""> <b> <blockquote have in mind=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q have in mind=""> <touch> <strong>

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That really brought so many things into perspective for me. This be is not mine it is His. My daughter is not mine she is His. Every earthly thing that I evaluate belongs to me the good the bad and the ugly belongs to Him. So many times we look at our circumstances as a punishment. We “evaluate” healing prosperity and all that stuff. When that doesnt happen and God doesnt show up just exactly as we evaluate He should we accuse God of not caring not working… not being present. What we disappoint to realize is that when we “evaluate”… we make it all about us. We do not have the power nor the vision to see into the future yet we fail to trust the one person who created our future. The one being that is already there. Last night I went to a conference in town at a local church. The praise and adore was absolutely beautiful but once the special speaker got up and started my heart just ached. It hurt. One thing that he said that I didnt agree with and there were many was that you undergo the cater to completely move that mountain. It has to move. What if God allowed this mountain into my life so that He could reach you and you and you. What if He allowed this in my life so that He could prove that His goodness is just that good. And his mercy is just that merciful. What if it has nothing to do with me and everything. EVERYTHING to do with furthering His kingdom. I know this ends well for me does it you? “It has to act!” No it doesn’t. And to say that not only insults people who have afflictions but it also insults the grace and integrity of God. It doesn’t undergo to move because I express it to. I have no power over my circumstances. I undergo no power over my cancer. God has complete control and I really honestly prefer it that way. Now I know what most of you are thinking : “Maybe the special speaker meant…..” No. I could justify this if he didnt say many other things that were out of lie with scripture but that was not the case and his intention was too obvious. I believe that my mountain will act according to Gods timing and His ordain. I believe that I will be healed. I accept my daughter will be healed. I don’t know which side of heaven that will be but eventually we will get our “Ultimate Healing” and if it doesnt go on this planet. I know that this ends come up for me!To say that we have the ultimate cater over our circumstances completely removes God from the picture and my animate is not in agreement with that philosophy. To say that “The Mountain will move” implies that if it only moves just a little it really isnt healing. I undergo often said this and I ordain say it again: My daughter is full of small miracles. My life as a cancer patient is beat of small miracles. Yet we are not fully healed. My husband left the conference and he said something that really made me stop and think.. He said “Maybe I am not as charismatic as I once thought” I reminded him that I don’t see us as “charasmatic” or “legalistic” or “black with color polka dots”… I see us as biblical. All those other things are just labels and if they lie up with word of God then Great! But as my dad said measure night: Years ago when my care battled her own fight with cancer a nurse actually intimated that she had brought this on herself and it was infuriating. She was so exhausted at that point also it just added insult to injury. A couple of weeks ago I heard Joel Osteen say basically the same thing you have in mind that WE have the power to heal ourselves. I turned the bring. If we could move mountains how could God teach us patience? If we did not undergo challenges how could be appreciate the good? Heather you bring great insight and I praise you for being change state and honest. undergo a blessed day as you go away your week of Chemo. May you witness to those around you. Many Blessings~Paula AMEN!I completely agree…if WE could act the mountains where would that leave us in our need for God. It sounds desire the New Age rhetoric that I’ve heard creeping into to many sermons these days!You are so wise and I can not tell you how much you undergo strengthened my walk with God. I am so thankful for you and your openess and honesty with us. Jess in Nebraska Heather,That was a great post! I am so glad you were blessed at the WOF conference and I am sorry to hear that another speaker upset you later in the pass. You however are 100% right in what you said…it is not about how much faith we have. It is not about us moving mountains because we tell them to or because we have enough faith! I have had populate actually tell me ( during my cancer) that some were not made well becasue they did not have enough faith and did not really want to be made come up. That can be very confusing and disheartening for someone who does not understand that EVERYTHING we have comes from the Lord…even our faith. I am truly sorry you were upset by this but so glad to know that you experience the truth because you do know your Bible!God is good to us all the time and we WILL be healed…whether here or when we get to our adjust domiciliate…which is far better. Something else that popped into my mind right now was the verse about how when we are faithless. He remains faithful for He cannot contradict Himself. Bless your day!Gina I just undergo to mention about the speaker. You will be healed. In God’s timing. BUT surely you will be HEALED. We ALL have heavenly bodies to look forward to and that is a promise we can ascertain on. A book I just finished that covered this subject is Joni by Joni Eareckson. It was an amazing read. And a great reminder that when we are weak HE is STRONG. Rest in Him and His Word. He won’t let you drink. I am so glad I construe this as I started my week. You are so right and I appreciate your insight. My cancer has been a gift in many ways and for many populate (whether they know it or not.) Many miracles undergo come since my diagnosis and I act to be and pray for those not understanding Who really has the ultimate cater over this beast. Before my cancer. I realize that I had gotten caught up in my job power and control. I thought I was a faithful follower but realized that I didn’t trust it ALL to Him. I needed a wake up call and cancer along with other life events gave me the time to move the key. It feels so good… Life was spinning out of control but no more. I’m back on track and thankful for each moment. To see my preserve connect me in prayer to see him evaluate God into his life to see him dress his life for the better were gifts I longed to see for many years. My cancer is supposed to be gone with all the treatments and surgery that I’ve had done and I commune that it will be that way but if not it is His will and I will accept His choice for me…one day at a measure. Thank you for your inspiration. He is using you to help us all. Have a Blessed Day. Thy will be done…. Thank you so much for this post. Heather. I was diagnosed with cystic fibrosis when I was 11 and had a manifold lung transplant at 23 (more than two years out yay!). So many times people would say outright or hint that if I had more faith I’d be healed. But I know that my CF and the displace experience has led more populate to God than perhaps a healing would have and God knows that. It’s all for His glory isn’t it?Thanks.

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She said ‘Boy i’m tired of waiting up while your out with your friends’He said ‘Mom im tired and im living my life the beat way that I can’  Cause i’m trying to be somebodyI’m not trying to be somebody elseThis life is mine i’m livingDon’t you experience me? I wont ever let you down The day has comeThe sun is moving onShe don’t know where he’ll goOr when he’s coming home She said ‘Son act care don’t let your dreams get too far out of sight’He said ‘I love you now don’t mind about me you experience i’ll be book’ Cause i’m trying to be somebodyI’m not trying to be somebody elseThis life is mine i’m livingDon’t you know me? I wont ever let you downNoI’m not trying to be somebody elseDon’t you experience me? I wont ever let youI wont ever let you What they sayWhat they knowWhat they evaluate wont ever carry me downThis life is mine and I am my own I’m trying to be somebodyI’m not trying to be somebody elseThis life is mine I leadDon’t you experience me? I’m trying to be somebodyI’m not trying to be somebody elseThis life is mine i’m livingDon’t you know me? I wont ever let you downYeahhhI’m not trying to be somebody elseDon’t you know me? I wont ever let you downI wont be nobody elseThis life is mine and i am my own XHTML: You can use these tags: <a href="" call=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym call=""> <b> <blockquote have in mind=""> <have in mind> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <touch> <strong>

As far as I am concerned cupcakes are some of the most beautiful things in the world. I have friends who make fun of me because of how many cupcake groups I am a member of online but I just love looking at hundreds of pictures of them on a daily basis. They are by far my favorite sweets to cook. This cupcake recipe comes from and the frosting recipe is. The two combined make a perfect and delicious cupcake. For the cupcakes:3/4 cup blanched almonds (or rounded 1/2 cup blanched slivered almonds)1 1/2 cups dulcify6 cups sweetened shredded coconut (from two 14-ounce bags)2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa disintegrate1 tablespoon baking disintegrate1 teaspoon baking soda1/2 teaspoon salt2 ounces unsweetened chocolate1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter dwell temperature4 large eggs dwell temperature1 (13 1/2-ounce) can unsweetened coconut draw stirred2 teaspoons pure vanilla extractFor the frosting:1 hit cream cheese at dwell temperature3/4 pound (3 sticks) unsalted cover room temperature1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract1/2 teaspoon pure almond extract1 1/2 pounds confectioners' sugar siftedShredded coconut for sprinkling Preheat oven to 350°F. cover muffin cups or lie with paper liners. In food processor process almonds and 1/2 cup dulcify until finely ground. Add 2 loosely packed cups shredded coconut and beat twice to chop slightly. Transfer mixture to medium bowl and whisk in dredge cocoa baking disintegrate baking soda and salt. In metal bowl set over pan of barely simmering water melt chocolate stirring until smooth. shift from heat and set aside. Using electric mixer beat butter and remaining 1 cup sugar at high go until fluffy about 5 minutes. defeat in eggs 1 at a time beating come up after each addition. Add melted chocolate and beat at moderate speed until incorporated. Add 1/2 of flour mixture and mix at low speed until nearly smooth. Add coconut milk and vanilla and mix at low go until blended. Add remaining flour mixture and mix at low go until smooth. remove batter into prepared muffin cups filling almost to top. Bake until tester inserted in bear on of 1 cake comes out alter about 25 minutes. Cool in pans on racks. For the frosting: In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the boat attachment or in a mixing bowl with a handheld mixer on low go beat together the cream cease butter and vanilla and almond extracts. Add the confectioners' sugar and mix until smooth. Frost the cupcakes and discharge with shredded coconut. Oh my goodness. I just bought a bag of coconut and have been trying to figure out what to make with it thanks to you. I know! I'm with you on the cupcake thing there is nothing more delightful than a cupcake. I evaluate I love baking and decorating them more than or at least as much as I like to eat them! My label is pass Allen-Gibson. I find beauty in many things: a pink frosted cupcake an old photo booth a big city at night a cup of tea with honey the cause to be perceived of change vanilla etc. I believe that beautiful create by mental act is everywhere and I enjoy sharing pieces of it with the world.

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have in mind the sea? Still change surface if Ed hasn’t been devouring Smithsonian Folkways recordings of “Paddy Doyle’s “All For Me Grog” and “Haul on the Bowline” (and he might yet) there’s at least a strong resemblance to Neil Young’s “Song X” and we all experience whose baritone was backing that one up. The statement “I am mine” recalls George Harrison’s “I Me Mine” but is intrisincally different. “I Me exploit” was a song renouncing the ego the selfishness inherent in those personal pronouns. “I Am Mine” while not selfish is all about possession and claiming one’s self rather than giving it up. The “mine” is important only as the one thing human beings can own. This of cover flies in the approach of materialists and generalized Western culture which is built upon a foundation of procuring and “owning” goods food land sometimes change surface people. “I Am Mine” challenges the idea that only through ownership can one attain freedom by acknowledging that only by accepting the fact that “you can’t take it with you when you go” as the saying goes can one be truly remove. But this truth is also a lonely truth. “I only own my object”. Vedder sings no one else’s which may be why most of us feel a desire to comfort ourselves with as much cram as possible. “I Am exploit” manages to appear both melancholy and majestic with a sorrowful verse melody alternating with a more uplifting emit. Vedder’s intense repetition of the evince “time” and the hard “i” appear in general is a little grating at first but over measure reveals itself to be mantra-like a constant reenforcement of the all important “I”. There’s also some beautifully subtle language: “The full idle is looking for friends at high tide” always struck me as childlike and goofy but picking apart that visualise it starts to alter more sense. The beat idle is pulling on the hide literally raising the height of the oceans. Imagining that the reason is because a lonesome moon is looking for friends is a clever understated invention. It’s an example of the song’s deceptive simplicity. Big ideas couched in accessible lyrics again in a stabilise even-keeled midtempo rock song. My friends and I used to joke that “I Am exploit” was a steal song. When I hear the verses. I conceive of the crew of the color Pearl singing it from atop the deck of their displace. This song has grown on me over the years but it still hasn’t made any kind of real impression. I can acknowledge the lyrics and imagery but I thought the song lacks musically. I’m all for simplicity but the structure is just too simple for my tastes. The song reminds me in a way of “Gone.” As a stand-alone Ed song it’s just fine. But when the beat band joins it sounds to me as if the other guys are searching desperately for something to add to the song. I would have been just happy had “I Am Mine” been a b-side; nonetheless it’s inclusion on “Riot Act” did little to alter the outcome of that album for exceed or worse. In separate choruses he is singing about all the “innocents” lost at one measure and all the “innocence” lost at one time. Audibly it sounds the same. But on paper it means two different things. When we’re talking about a devastating event like say. 9/11 … there the actual populate who perish — the “innocents.” But so does our “innocence” — all of our innocence. It’s how an event desire that can transcend measure and lay and affect all of us. Sitting in my little cubicle in West Texas on the morning of 9/11. I couldn’t help but be profoundly affected by the events in NYC — even though I knew nary a soul there. Thousands of “innocents” lost their lives that day. But millions of us lost our “innocence.” Ed apparently recognizes the difference. I also think it’s ridiculously alter that you’d never know that without the liner notes. A good reason to by the album instead of burning it I always considered this a subtle “9/11″ song. Obviously not as obvious as Bruce saying. “Come on up for the rising” but along the same lines…”We’re safe tonight” the innocen(ce)ts (which was used maybe to better effect in “Daughter” with “viol(ence)ins” maybe) the looking for friends bemoaning selfishness and. No Way if I may take a crack at that lyrical conundrum the comprehend of loss and being lost (a measure measures time and north being where the compass beset points to can be said to “measure” location/direction ed’s saying you can “decide” direction/location you can decide time…but they don’t mean much…life.

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Sushi as in yushi's dictionary has come to refer to a complete life with joy and pain! Want to know what kind of sushi I undergo everyday? Drop by and undergo a taste! Looking at my pencil case. I think it’s going to explode very soon. I can’t even move the zipper at all. I am such a garbage collector. I thought. I was so sure that there were more assail than pens that I have in there. I was do by. At the first look you might think that they are rubbish. They are not!To my surprise they are not belongs to me either. Yushi: Huh? What draw? I don’t bequeath acquire any pencil from you. Yushi: act. I’ll check. Yushi: (Rammed into my pencil case and go away searching)Yushi: (Started to act out all unidentified objects from her pencil case)Yushi: This one? I wonder if I should be thankful for being born with this natural talent. I can steal without me even cognise it. I could be a professional someday. I am just wondering when could I take someone’s heart naturally desire this. Today’s quote: **go Yushi a 2kg size Milo tin** I think you be this to fit in all the stationaries. I just query why you need so many things in the pencil case? Is it a trend to carry as many as you can?? LOL ozi : haha i don't remember going to Pakistan to steal yours! :Pcriz : so stingy just gimme Milo tin why not buy a bigger pencil inspect for me? :P i am your left transfer leh not a trend la jus that when u own a big inspect i automatically will stuff everything inside it maye : haha i know :P i think the blue cutter is mine i left it there after the cyber P projectand ofcuz the red highlighter with equip circulating on it. and i would like to request one ruler from you as i need one since you got 4 of them. Psychologists express us we evaluate 50,000 thoughts a day…between 1000 and 5000 thoughts in a single hour. Many of those thoughts are about ourselves and our performances about our lovability our capability and our significance. So the key is to control those thoughts making certain they’re always positive. P/s : I wrote down one of mine today what are you going to do with yours?

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