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This blog is composed by sarah and kristin. We love to write, love to have fun, and ... are teenagers. That's about it.

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well. here i am. i feel completely new.
like a new person. who has all new things.
& yet i'm longing for some of the old things.

like old friends.

::sigh::

anyway. i dunno what to write about.
how bout i throw you a poem i wrote like...last night.

Mission Trips (6-22-04) skd
I'll continue to wake up at 6:30
or 6:00 if I have breakfast duty
And pack for the day & encourage
enough to last a lifetime. I will
worship before heading out to
do labor where sweat is plentiful,
and water valuable. I'll eat what
is given to me and get back to work.
I'll take showers that arent luxurious
where-ever I can find and head back
to encourage some more. I'll be home-
sick and not be able to communicate,
then head to a dinner that isnt
quite my favorite, but I'm hungry
enough. Then do some less than
entertaining game and sit around
and talk to strangers before
heading to worship for a few hours.
Then I'll go to sleep on a make-
shift bed and wake up again sore.
I'll do it all if it makes a difference.
I'll do it forever if it helps & glorifies You.


yeahhh.
i miss kristin.
but i'll see her today if i can get a ride to stupid drumline.

monday, me, travis, whitney, amy, claire, daniel, debbie & her kids (austin & bailey) went & saw sherk 2, then went to chilis to eat, then went to debbies house to swim. it was fun. even if taylor couldnt come.
then on tuesday, me, taylor, amy, travis, amy (my sis), & anna (amy's sis) went to eat. at Bubba Q. it was great. even after we walked out, we stood in the parking lot for like...25 mins just talking & having amy give taylor death threats. & travis & taylor hitting on each other. & then them coming back to us irresistable people. lol jk. we just got to talk. i like it when we get to do that. just...talk. get to know each other. i've only know amy a week & 1/2, & i can already tell when somethings bothering her, her response to an answer, what kind of thing scares her, that she doesnt lie when she says she doesnt know her way around red oak. or to her house. or what the street names are. & travis knows her mad face. its insane. but we worked at getting to know each other. & look at what happened!

i just wish everyone could understand that.
i've made some great, lifelong friends.
but i want my old ones back too.

off to look for a ride to drumline.
later daze

~Sarah~
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