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Monday, December 17, 2007

I could sing of your love.

You know what? I feel so distant from class right now. Like, it's the last thing on my extremely filled-up mind. Oh, it's not that CHURCH is the last thing in my mind, just CLASS. I guess being so involved in the Youth Ministry does that to you. I can't believe that I'm just part of this great community with oh-so-great and lovable people (Yes, believe it or not, even Annabelle. Sometimes.) and I guess Con class just pales in comparison.

Please don't get me wrong, I am not dissing class here, it's really great and all, but it says something when I learn more about my own faith in 4 days then I ever did in 3 years.

My gosh, I think I'm creating this negatively illusioned picture... Please don't kill me Adeline!

Anyway, the class MUST come for the camp next year! Really, really awesome stuff there... And I really feel a bit more enlightened than I did before! Whether it's the bag of chips I just savoured or the spiritual sessions, I will never know..

I did up the blogskin.. you would probably know it was done by me if you visit my blog. Same style. I think it's nice! And it's the only style I know.. hence.

I really don't know if I'm excited about class starting.. but I know that things aren't gonna be the same... for me.

Confirmation 4. Kinda makes you wanna jump out and choke yourself, huh. No? Only me? Okay.

(Oh yes, Steph wrote this. forgot to mention it.)

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My Garden

A class of youth, struggling to place themselves in a future that seems too distant and alien.

Sometimes, plants grow

joan
steph
tiara

And so, we look back


October 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
August 2008
October 2008

Thinking of the present


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2. Please do not erase anything from the former posts especially those not written by you. This is rude, people.
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Telling our friends


That we thank them


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