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Name: S h a r o n
Country: Canada
State: Ontario
Gender: Female
Interests: Music. Playin piano, alto sax, guitar, drums. Reading. Playing basketball. Drama class. Watching movies. Thinking about making movies. Singing. Reading my Bible. Praying and spending time with God. Jazz. Swing. History. Native Americans. Irish and Ireland. Friends & Family. I guess you can say I'm very sentimental.
Expertise: Making faces, especially with my eyebrows and elvis lip. Laughing. Listening. Observing. Teaching. Talking.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  lilbskballgurl
MSN: carterrocks@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  basketball_rule_z@yahoo.ca
Member Since:
9/18/2004
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| last night , i decided to look into my devotionals:
Nov.4:
"There is no greater deception than self-deception. It is a tragic trap laid for everyone, but especially vulnerable are those who have achieved...and start reading their own clippings. Here's my advice:
1. Get a good education - BUT GET OVER IT.
2. Reach the maximum of your potential - BUT DONT TALK ABOUT IT.
3. Walk devotedly with God - BUT DONT TRY TO LOOK LIKE IT.
If anyone thinks he is something when he is nothing, he deceives himself - Gal.6:3 "
- Charles R. Swindoll.
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| Let me tell you something you already know...
The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently, if you let it. You, me, or nobody is going to hit as hard as life. It ain't about how hard you hit, it's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving foward, how much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what your worth! But you've got to be willing to take the hits, and not be pointing fingers saying you aint what you wanna be because of him or her or anybody. Cowards do that, and that ain't you. You're better than that!
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| it was due yesterday & the topic was one i could not really do much with - or so i thought - maybe only because i've decided to draw far from it as i could - but nevertheless, i handed it in :
what does the world know of love?
All this world knows is pain and deceit.
Hate-driven actions concealed in kindness.
For selfish reasons, embracing blindness -
There's no way to tell the difference -
What's real and what's not?
What does the world know of love?
A childlike innocence,
untainted and forgiving,
unknown to the cruelty of a world basking in self-conceit.
What does the world know of love?
A world hurting from its own self-affliction,
turns to itself, and searches through its dark,
selfish motives, a way out of its own insecurities -
A mouth professing love to another,
yet with the same lips they harbour hate;
With contrasting actions that deny true affections -
and expect to be rewarded by a self-paved fate;
ignorantly ignoring the heavens that know their true hearts.
What does the world know of love?
Songs they write about this so-called emotion;
comparing it with the heights of the sky
with the depths of the ocean;
They sing it so convincingly -
their hearts so convicting of this wanting feeling;
thinking it's what their hurts need to have some healing-
so they work for this alleged charity,
plunging themselves in the impossible;
an endless cycle of fear and blame;
then their songs turn from that of pleasant anticipation -
but to one of frustration -
how could you be so cold as the winter wind?
what has been your part in this?
my head keeps spinning, welcome to heartbreak
and how could you be so heartless?
what does the world know of love?
they know of its image, the reflection of
its beauty, in their hearts -
familiar with the difference it can bring,
that warmth of a friend thats miles apart -
but does it know of Love?
that which is far from Traditional,
the True, Untainted Purity
of Love that is Unconditional -
that though with empty hope,
through fake sincerity of falsified affections -
there lies a shred of Truth that is the meaning of
Love -
that is of sacrifice -
wholly and unwanted-
but willing to give-
through the darkest of nights
yet this love still continues to live
through the enemies laughter,
it was me, He was after -
and so he took the lashes of humanity-
the world knows not of Love,
till they know of Its source, the maker of -
for it is not through our words that we speak
that our love is made manifest -
it is the actions, though difficult,
that shows our heart best -
the Real Love that the world needs
no man might be able to comprehend-
Greater love hath no man than this,
that He lay down his life for his friends.
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| i'm swamped in readings on top of readings on top of readings on top of readings & essays on top of midterms on top of Deutsch on top of Drama on top of Psych on top of Lit - Ich kenne Spanish Tragedies wyrd spellin and neurons lucid dreaming jamesjoyce's streamofconsciousness ness ness ness.
yet , i'm okay.
it's been a weird week i guess .
i just love the feeling of knowing that God knows my heart.
and God knows the truth.
and i have nothing to hide.
because i speak it.
it's lovely.
quite -
i just don't feel like dealing with hypocrites atm, and i need to focus on school.
other than that, motivated to live life - learn lessons - hopefully be able to teach them.
this could have been poetic.
but i wrote it straight up cuz i'm tired and i have work...mm..
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Some people are really gross - I'm just full out disgusted by the fact that they think that they can hide something and pretend to be something that they're not. Just shut up.
Also, don't call me your friend if you're not going to act like it.
Stop being gullible.
I'm exhausted now -
for the longest time, I've been saying things against facades and people pretending,
and the thing is, I've been the biggest pretender of all.
Pretending that I'm okay with how people have been treating me,
pretending that i'm okay with how some so called friends are so easil-swayed -
Just go away.
One thing I love right now are real friends who understand real people and real life.
There are people out there who enjoy watching other people suffer -
I know it's a hard truth to embrace , but they exist.
And I'm stupid enough to always get involved with people like that, and give them chances on top of chances, on top of chances -
and on top of that, I always end up making friends who are stupid enough to fall for their so called "sincerity" and frankly,
I'm tired of pretending.
I am seeing a lot of people in a different light now.
And although it's hard, it's the truth, period.
Ironically, my glasses had to break in order for me to see this.
if you're my friend and you're reading this , can you keep your mouth shut and mind your own business? cuz if you really care about me, you would not say anything to further the situation, trying to "help".
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