Thursday
September 18 '03
Aoccdrnig to a rsc arch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by it slef but the wrod as a wlohe.
cool!
Monday
September 15 '03
just maybe...
i might not be comfortable with all the concern showered upon me...
because...
i never had much of it.
Thursday
September 11 '03
think im dying though. my appetite's been getting worse and worse by the day. mum just laughed me offed when i told her that i could be suffering from lung cancer(no suprise considering the amount of second hand smoke i take in)
oh well. like anybody will care if im gone.
Sunday
September 7 '03
i hate the wet pillows of yesterday. it seemed like the tears will never stop flowing. damn what is wrong with me!? i thought guys don't cry?!
cried myself to sleep and pictured Him crying with me too. it was mighty settling and somehow i slept more peacefully. still there are many things left unsettled, too many things left unsaid. Lord grant me the courage to say what You want me to. the obedience to do what You want me to.
because without You i am nothing. You're all that i need. You're the missing piece in my life. and now that i've found You i'll never let you go.