tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101555562011-04-21T23:31:36.177-04:00Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06261598515981734430noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155556.post-1108492140180304722005-02-15T13:30:00.000-05:002005-02-15T13:38:42.076-05:00<div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I detest hanging in the middle. It either is or it is not. </span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></div> <div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> I'm discovering that more and more I get thoroughly annoyed with people who are incapable of making SIMPLE decisions, ie. do you want to have lunch with the group tomorrow? When people answer me with "maybe," "I'm not sure," or "call me again tomorrow," it exceedingly irritates me. Why does one SIMPLE question require so much time and thought? This is not a marriage proposal, it is a simple lunch or hangout thing. If you want to come, then you will make time. If you do not want to come, then just say so. Don't waste my time.</span></div> <div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I am also annoyed with people who can't go ANYWHERE without their boyfriends or girlfriends. I understand you want to spend time with each other, but there are times where you need to have your own time.</span></div> <div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I am irritated with myself. It has been too long for me to be affected by this insignificant piece of my past. You never cease to amaze with me with the way you push and affect me. <em>I wish I could go back to the day before we met and skip my regret...</em></span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></div> <div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">CCF Retreat was enjoyable, but again, I missed the biggest part of it.. </span></div> <div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">I want to fall deeper in love with Him, but I am so easily distracted and swayed. I abhor my weaknesses, but it seems almost inevitable... so many things seem inevitable...</span><strong></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10155556-110849214018030472?l=jessicang.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06261598515981734430noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155556.post-1107034412283633842005-01-29T16:50:00.000-05:002005-01-29T16:59:16.043-05:00<div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Due to the multiple complaints I have received from certain people *ahem* about not updating my blog, I have decided to "comply," if you will, to their wishes, thus I am here updating... </span> <span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></div> <div><span style="font-size:85%;">My weekend has been full of emotions (yes I do have those sometimes) and reflections. I have been constantly questioning and challenging myself and others. I'm confused as to why situations have to occur in this way, I am frustrated that I lack control, I am irritated with the inalterable characteristics I seem to possess, and I am astounded by the fact that history seems to inevitably repeat itself. </span> <span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div> <div><span style="font-size:85%;">Time after time, it seems that I see something but there are always hinderances and so I try to be willfully blind the next time, but only in vain. There is only so much one can do. </span> <span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div> <div><span style="font-size:85%;">I am attempting to embrace the future; I know He has "plans to prosper me and not to harm me, plans to give me hope and a future." Patience is a virtue, one of which I obviously lack...</span> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10155556-110703441228363384?l=jessicang.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06261598515981734430noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155556.post-1105721876565644572005-01-14T11:57:00.000-05:002005-01-29T17:00:42.816-05:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:78%;">For every closure there is a new beginning.</span> </span> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10155556-110572187656564457?l=jessicang.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06261598515981734430noreply@blogger.com3