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Who am I? That the Lord of all the earth, Would care to know my name, Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I? That the bright and morning star, Would choose to light the way, For my ever wandering heart.
I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow, A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind. Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord, you catch me when I'm falling, And you've told me who I am. I am yours. I am yours.

by Casting Crowns

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Wednesday, November 01, 2006

I hate blogspot

Can I say that I hate blogspot? It's giving me some beautific problems at the moment.
For me to pour out my stress, I guess it's not enough.
Man...I'm pouring my stress into writing a musical. Already have two scenes up with a song composed. Seems like having stress is doing good for my imagination and inspiration. But I guess, the higher my stress levels are, the more my imagination runs because I need somewhere to escape. At the same time, I'm not concentrating on what I'm supposed to concentrate on. Oh help me...
Feel like cursing...
Nah, I shan't.

I miss the Doxology.

~1:01 am