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I'm Anna. I'm not like anyone else I know. I sing, I dance. I fall down and I get up again. I love to love, and I love to laugh. I've cried before and I'll cry again, but the sun keeps coming back out. I love Jesus, He saved me when I didn't have a place or a friend in the world. Enjoy my blog, I've written it just for you. Always, Anna

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Maybe This Time.

Two weeks into senior year and I'm digging it.
Failing Government class because the constitution won't stick in my brain..
But digging it.

My social life is working well, my friends are as wonderful as ever. I've got a senior cruise in the works, a awesome showchoir show coming up, people who love me, and a ten dollar bill hidden in my wallet.

Life is good.

My mother just had surgery, but everybody in the tri-county area prayed her up so much that she's doing wonderfully. I'm seeing God more in everyday life than I ever have before.

One thing I've noticed this year? Everybody's hiding something. You are, I am. And the fact of the matter is, if everyone's got their doors closed anyway, who am I to go around saying that other people are hiding more junk than I am? Did that make any sense?
I'm not put here to hate on people, I'm here to brighten people's days in whatever way I can.

I slip up, and the gossip in my genetics comes out. Some days more than others. And for that, I'm sorry.

I can't wait for college. I'm gonna miss my friends like crazy, but I'm still excited. A new start.
And college guys. Yeah, I said it.

And just for variety... Here are five things you may or may not have known about me.

5. I have a huge weakness for guys who compare me to songs.
4. I want a ginger baby. They're the cutest.
3. I'm currently on the lookout for ways to get revenge on my sister. Ask for details.
2. I hate shopping for formal dresses.
1. Sometimes when I get a text from someone I like, I'll keep the message unread for a few minutes. I think the suspense makes it better

But now I'm going to bed. Thanks for reading my nonsense.
-Anna

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