hope
Date: Jul 16th, 2008 7:27:22 pm - Subscribe
Mood: amazed
Is there really hope? Is there really a healing hand? Hard to believe when your relatives are sick and dying and when you hear of little babies dying everywhere. But is it really hard to believe in the unseen? Yes, for some. But what if you saw healing? Would it make a difference? We see many things all the time it doesn't mean we believe.
So here it is...my declaration I choose to believe there is hope. I choose to believe that there is a Prince Charming for every girl out there. I choose to believe that miracles can happen. I choose to believe in the unbelievable and the unseen. For all its worth I choose to believe.
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sleep
Date: Jul 16th, 2008 7:23:15 pm - Subscribe
Mood: sleepless
So this is what its like to realize all your dreams will eventually come crashing down. Every night that you sleep is nothing but nightmares that haunt you and tell you nothing but the horrors of your life. This is what it feels like to come home at the late hours of the night tired, restless. As you are working hard the sun sets and lets you know that there is more to come. That is how it feels to work, long hours, to be tired. That is how it feels to have no life... or so it seems.
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Drive Thru Girl
Date: Jul 14th, 2008 4:50:42 pm - Subscribe
Mood: preppy
Riley was brought up goody-two shoes. She was never to do something wrong... at least that was what was expected of her. But that was wrong she was young and she had experienced enough experiments all gone wrong to know there had to be more to life, than trying to see what the world was really like.
Riley was about 16, and went to school in Manhattan. She lived in Brooklyn and tended to travel around a lot to get where she needed to go. On top of that she had just started her new job at the McDonalds in Queens. She loved the new feeling of being on her own. She loved the feeling that she could get away from her over protective home, from her mom, her dad, and her brothers.
So this is it the story of Riley.
Riley walked in to the packed McDonalds, every eye felt like it was melting in to her, sizing her up and setting her up for failure. But no she wouldn't allow that, this was her way into financial freedom-- well somewhat, at least she wouldn't have to ask her parents for any help. She came in dressed as she was asked and quickly put her things in the basement. Almost immediately they stuck her in drive thru.
Customers began looking into the window to see what was the hold up for their food. But it wasn't just any hold up it was a new girl. They stared her down, and the girl who was supposed to help her learn everything came in.
"Hi, are you scared? Cuz on my first day I cried."
"No, I'm kinda excited." I said.....
"You can start stocking up, go over there and fill that blue bin with ice and dump the ice in here." Amber said, eyeing me mischievously.
I walked over and immediately began to fill the bucket to the rim with ice, but I felt like someone was watching me. The back of my neck felt hot. When I looked there was this cute boy. He was tall, dark and handsome, and he looked away as soon as he caught me staring back.
I walked over back to drive thru and thought how to approach Amber on who he was...she looked like the kind of girl who loved to gossip, but I figured straight up was the best way.
"Hey, do you know that guy, the one in the kitchen? Who is he?"
"Thats Sam. Why?"
"Just wondering. Trying to get to know everyone and everything around me."
"Okay... well let me teach you the register..."
G2g...so I guess to be continued
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