Well, high school is now in the past tense, left to dwell in memories and pictures. And what memories! I can't believe how fast it has flown by. Last night was graduation and throughout the night, I probably heard fifteen people repeat in some form of words, "Seems like yesterday that..." I walked in the LCS doors with my plaid skirt and white polo top. I went home crying in the 8th grade because CJ gave me a mean look. I actually ran three miles in 29 minutes, which for me, is a miracle. Ashley and I were making posters on the LCS girls' bathroom floor for the ice cream social. Mr. K would throw us our "flying journals" in 9th grade Bible class. Diana and I would lay on her bed, looking at pictures of and dreaming of trips to Ireland while drinking our green tea. Fortunately, I think I have enjoyed and appreciated high school to the best of my ability, and I have departed with contentment. You've treated me kindly, old friend.
After graduation, me and some other good friends thought we would venture to 23rd Avenue to scout out any charming restaurants. Our venture landed us at Papa Hydn's at about 10:45, and we left having quite our fill of divine, $11.50-a-plate cuisine. Chicken and avacado sandwiches always do me well...
Now to the subject of -------.
I have concluded that the ultimate thing for man, and me, to do is trust in God. There really is no other way that leads to a life of such blessing, especially in the area of -------. I can be impatient and say "gimme, gimme" or "I want it now," but my timing is not God's timing and would thus end up in heartache. Hence, trusting that God's plan is the best plan for me is quite soothing to the soul, taking away all worry or agitation concerning -------.
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