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November | 2010 | there she goes again.
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. Archive November, 2010. Looking back and ahead all at once. As i looked into the mirror that early morning, bleary-eyed yet thrilled and excited about reaching that longed-for milestone in my life, i still saw a little girl. A little girl dressed in a favourite pink tee and denim overalls, carrying a pink umbrella with rabbits on it. she loved to read, loved to build sandcastles at the playground. Lies Young Women Believe. TTB Sec 1 Leads. Build a ...
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May | 2010 | there she goes again.
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. Archive May, 2010. I dreamed a dream. I am blessed, no matter how envious i can be of others. It’s true, i haven’t travelled very much, but relative to other people, i’ve been blessed and spoiled and pampered with the gift of travel, the opportunties I’ve had to witness and experience different cultures, different cities and societies. And i continue to dream, because i can and because i will –. But cherished and loved nonetheless, made worthy and ...
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July | 2010 | there she goes again.
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. Archive July, 2010. Today I donned this large navy blue robe, maroon black robe and walked up to a stage to get my bachelor’s degree. All in all, I am glad I walked the path I did. Glad it came to this day. What I’ll remember most about today –. Cheering with the rest as our cohort went up to get our certs. Or rather, cert holder. Cheering for our fought-for valedictorian, and interjecting his (awesome) speech with raucous applause. I’m glad ...
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June | 2011 | there she goes again.
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. Archive June, 2011. Wonder where this will take me. Can’t wait to plunge right in, because my heart has ached for this for months. God, take me by the hand and lead me. She writes because some things cannot be spoken, nor can they be bottled up within her. because writing shares the joy, quells the pain, eases the sorrow. and because one day she'll look back on all this and see how she has grown. Lies Young Women Believe. TTB Sec 1 Leads.
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March | 2011 | there she goes again.
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. Archive March, 2011. This made me tear, just a little. Http:/ makingmum.blogspot.com/2011/01/thinking-thursdays-from-christian.html. Read it, and you’ll see a mother’s heart for her child. One that my mom had for me. One that i hope that if ever i have a kid, will be my own desire. Lies Young Women Believe. TTB Sec 1 Leads. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. There she goes again. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.
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January | 2011 | there she goes again.
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. Archive January, 2011. This unsettlement in the core of my being stirs more often than it perhaps should. A yearning for something more, a quiver of intense longing for something other than where I’ve been placed. Despite the gripes and complaints, life has been good to me. I stand corrected. God has been good to me. All the time. It’s frightening, but here I go anyway. Another place, another life, another book,. We go on without a return ticket, o...
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. Wonder where this will take me. Can’t wait to plunge right in, because my heart has ached for this for months. God, take me by the hand and lead me. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. We were meant to live for so much more. Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere, we live inside. 8211; Wise words from Switchfoot. That’s all I came here to say. Another place. →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. TTB Sec 1 Leads.
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. One of my favourite pieces by (the very emo) boey kim cheng, but that resonates with the battle within my self now. Another place, another life, another book,. We go on without a return ticket, on the train of the vanished song, the elusive lines unlocking. A whole library of meaning, our lives shelved in comprehensive oder, for us who will arrive. Clothed in dust and dusk, to sit at the appointed desks. And pore over the pages, search out the threa.
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December | 2010 | there she goes again.
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. There she goes again. Archive December, 2010. 1 the final year paper. 2 Kukup with the CS gang. 3 hongkong with cindy (and some really awesome cs folks). My second trip to one of my favourite cities ever. H&M galore! 4 the day i donned a harry-potter like robe and. 5 starting work at BBHQ. 6 being enrolled as a BB officer. 7 meeting little david. When we found out dotz was going to be a mommy we got so excited, and of course her loving DG jumped at the chance to come ov...