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Not that you care or anything... [Feb. 24th, 2008|05:02 pm]
Annie
But I'm a person.  Not an animal, not an inanimate object.  I don't need to be treated like a celebrity or anything, but can we all act like respectable, civilized people for just a second?  Stop speaking to me like I'm the scum of the earth for just a moment and give me some proper customer service.  That is all I ask.  Thank you.

I don't understand why people are so nasty to each other.  Do we not know how special we are?  Since when did human lives become so... unimportant.  Maybe I'm being too much of an idealist, but is it wrong for me to believe that people are special?  I know I'm guilty of treating others as inconsequential beings... patrons who need to get what they order and get out, but there's got to be more to life.  I know that money drives us to the necessity of taking a job that you may not like... I'm right there with you, but we are all special and unique.

Every human being is designed by God.  Hand made, there is no other person in this world that is like you.  I'm surrounded by people every day, and I don't even offer them a smile.  This is wrong of me.  I want to believe the best out of every person, even if they are unkind to me.  I want to treat people better.  I want to stop being so easily annoyed by people, and start seeing people the way God sees them.

I am not an animal.  I am not an inanimate object.  I am a person.  I will assume the responsibilty of treating fellow people with respect and dignity.
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(no subject) [Feb. 16th, 2008|12:10 am]
Annie

Father, Father, I cry to you
Nothing makes sense,
I need to be renewed

Should I fast or should I pray?
I feel like the biggest failure today
My heart is full of fear
My eyes are filled with tears

I know You are God
I know without doubt
I know You are Wonderful
I know You are in control,

So why do I feel like a wilting flower
Why do I feel like I have no more power?

I am Your little one, to You I belong
I am weak, but You are strong
Please be for me and not against
Be my shelter, my defense

Take me under Your wing and say
That You're my provider 
and things will be okay

I feel scared and I can't depend
On myself, You're my only true friend
So I lift it all up as my heart pounds
And hope that your Love and Grace abounds

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Lighter Loads [Feb. 10th, 2008|01:16 am]
Annie
Today was the second day after Quinn left.  Yesterday was unbearable, but today, the load was much lighter.  I think it helped by talking and nearly falling asleep on the phone with her last night.  Tonight it was she that nearly fell asleep on the phone with me.  I do believe that God is watching over us both, and it's His threads that are going to keep our lives sewn together like a patchwork quilt.

I love you Quinn, and I miss you a lot. 
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Wild Card Inside [Jan. 29th, 2008|05:30 pm]
Annie
 Is something special about to happen?  I've been fearful and insecure.

Maybe it's my horomones.  Or horror-mones, as I like to call them.

But maybe something special is on the brink, which is why I've been feeling this... 

I know I can't always rely on gut feelings and hunches, but I don't want to miss out on things because my radar is down.

If you move, I want to follow.  I don't want to be passive any longer.  I know I'm lazy, and I need a lot of work on my personality and the general character stuff, but please don't leave me on my own.  I want to know You, and be Where You are.

Life can't just be ordinary.  There's more to this than the eye can see.  Do you have a wild card for me?  What color are you gonna throw at me now?

I better be prepared to be surprised....
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What's a heart to do? [Jan. 14th, 2008|04:35 pm]
Annie
When it all crashes down, and you're battered and scarred
What's a girl to do with a broken heart?
What's a heart to do with a broken girl?
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