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Name: elissa
Birthday: 8/14/1982
Gender: Female
Interests: missions (Jesus Christ!), crocheting, woodburning, camping, singing, designing, travel, hanging out with friends, culture, the Bible, much more
Expertise: working on being an expert listener but it's gonna take a while
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message me
MSN: elissawhite@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  fruitndveggies@yahoo.com
Member Since:
2/7/2005
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| big daddy weave
what life would be like lyrics
I wish I was more of a man
Have you ever felt that way
And if I had to tell you the truth
I'm afraid I'd have to say
That after all I've done and failed to do
I feel like less than I was meant to be
What if I could fix myself
Maybe then I could get free
I could try to be somebody else
Who's much better off than me
But I need to remember this
That it's when I'm at my weakest
I can clearly see
He made the lame walk and the dumb talk
And He opened blinded eyes to see
That the sun rises on His time
Yet He knows our deepest desperate need
And the world waits while His heart aches
To realize the dream
I wonder what life would be like if we let Jesus live thru you and me
What if you could see yourself thru another pair of eyes
What if you could hear the truth
Instead of old familiar lies
What if you could feel inside
The power of the hand that made the universe You'd realize
That He made the lame walk and the dumb talk
And He opened blinded eyes to see
That the sun rises on His time
Yet He knows our deepest desperate need
And the world waits while His heart aches
To realize the dream
I wonder what life would be like if we let Jesus live thru you and me
All our hearts they burn within us
All our lives we've longed for more
So let us lay our lives before the one who gave His life for us
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| without inspiration I am writing today - without a purpose or goal... just to go with the flow and to see what may happen to be on my mind as my fingers interpret my brain waves. haha... i have 15 minutes till 5 and I am looking forward to being out of here. though there is no plan for the evening it is just the freedom of it that i am craving. to walk out the door and not be payed to look happy and sort mail. to be whoever i be... not that I am super grumpy but i am tired of my receptionist face. ready to take it off! as far as what is going on in my life... who said this was a journal entry? it is a free flowin little note that could venture into any little corner... i wander if anyone else uses their xanga accounts. i dont get the updates anymore and havnt been browsing anyones for a long time. i again have fallen out of touch with some good ol friends. well, the time is passing slowly but i now only have 5 minutes since i had to get up in the middle of this entry and put some envelopes inside of some inboxes. | | |
| I got this from someone else; it was fun to do :)
Psychoanalyze yourself; don’t read ahead, just answer the following questions with the first thought that comes to mind. Then read which each answer means at the end.
1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. Who is by your side?
Leslie
2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What animal is it?
Deer
3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?
.I smile and invite the deer to walk with us
4. You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing, and before you is a house, your dream house, how big is it?since were in the woods im will say it is a big log cabin with a loft and open living room / kitchen. It is cozy and has a fire place in the center of the home.
5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?
no
6. You enter the house. You walk into the dining room and see the dining room table. What do you see on AND around it?
A bowl with fruit two taper candles and home made quilted placemats
7. You exit the house and a cup is on the ground, what kind is it?
a plastic Sippy cup
8. What do you do with the cup?
Leave it there.
9. You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself standing at the end of a body of water what kind of water is it?
A I am at the ocean shore – technically it is the ocean but it is an alcove
10. How will you cross the water?
I would take a canoe
The ANSWERS
1. The person who you are walking in the woods with is the most important to you.
2. The size of the animal is representative of your perception of the size of your problems in your life.
3. The severity of the interaction you have with the animal is representative of how you deal with your problems.
4. The size of your dream home is representative of the size of your ambition to solve your problems.
5. A lack of a fence is indicative of an open personality. People are welcome at all times. The presence of a fence indicates a closed personality. You'd prefer people not drop by unannounced.
6. If your answer did NOT include food, flowers, or people, then you are generally unhappy.
7. The durability of the material which the cup is made of is representative of the perceived durability of your relationship.
8. What you did with the cup is representative of your attitude.
9. The size of the body of water is representative of the size of your sexual desire.
10. The way you cross the water is representative to how easy or hard you expect your life to be.
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| wow it has been ages since I wrote anything here. life is so unpredictable but nothing extremely exciting has been happening in my life... just havn't updated in a long time! Last night I decided to start focusing on the brighter side of life. I have always viewed myself as a very positive person but slowly I let that optomism slip and realize I'm a little grouchy about stupid things that are not worth the extra energy to complain or even use facial muscles and frown about. Instead of telling you any sob story or explain any minor problems in my life process of "growing up" and being a "big girl" I wanna expound on how blessed I am. I have so much and yet think I have a right to complain. I have a warm bed to sleep in, both parents are alive and care about me. I have beautiful sisters who love me, beautiful friends who are unique and diverse in every way. I have a healthy body that is equipped with strong muscles to walk, run, skip, dance, feed myelf, I have healthy blood cells that feed my heart that is beating right without me even giving a thought. I have hope. I have been shown grace that makes unconditional love possible for me to receive and give. I was born into a country which does not always treat everyone equally, but I have the blessing of knowledge and intelligence which I can use to make my world a better place.
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| high heals in maineso, I woke up this morning and decided to break out the high heals. Might I remind you that I am a bit inexperienced when it comes to tromping around in shoes that elevate me at least 2 1/2 inches anyways. Picture me walking out the door to face 5 steps and a low railing down to an uneven brick side walk on a cold wintery feeling Monday morning (a cool morning for the typical northeastern). As I cross the street and proceed to continue walking down the sidewalk to my car parked a couple blocks away I think to myself "I am not feeling very Mainey right now" I notice a grey haired lady in a cute purple coat and very comfy gymshoe sandles with black socks, walking very confidently. Well, I made it to the car safely without any twisted ankles or skinned knees (thinking back to my high heal twisty fun back in summer in which I tore my favorite jeans and had a lovely sore for a month) Upon arriving at work my boss who has never commented on my shoes or apparel previously asked if I bought a new pair of shoes and I said No, I just never wore these because I didn't think they were very Maine-Like. And he reassured me that they were "office approved". So, although I had no doubt that they were "office approved" I decided it was worth the wobbly walk to the car. After a few conversations with co-workers I realized that me wearing high heals could be a bit against the unspoken rules for it brings me towering above and over my somewhat short boss and he madde the comment to everyone that I look sexy in them. So I guess I am aloud to break the unwritten tall law in the office though I do not necessarily want to be checked out by my boss let me rephrase that - I dont want to be checked out by my creepy boss haha - so, I pose a question to all who may read this random post - should I wear the heals? haha Just thought I'd see what responses I may get
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