February 2012
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Not to be contrary
but I sometimes wish my school wasn’t super biased politically and would show us both sides. I mean, Jesus wasn’t Republican.
I will not vote for a pro-choice candidate, but I want to see all the issues presented in an unbiased way.
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This literally happened today.
Before my 8 A.M. Math class, Fr. Gregory asks to speak with me for a minute.
Father: Did you study for this test?
Me: Yeah...
Father: Have you been doing the homework?
Me: [About to cry because I need these credits for graduation] Yeah... I thought I did well...
Father: So, you studied?
Me: Yeah
Father: Well, it shows! Congrats.
I mean, it's funny and all. But talk about unnecessary torture...
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State of Affairs:
1. I really want to pick a fight right now. Like, I was kind of hoping that when I washed my roommate’s dishes (AGAIN) that they would break, or she would nitpick the way that I washed them so that I could make passive aggressive comments about how she should wash her dishes herself… and not just when she needs to use one and they’re all dirty.
2. I am exhausted. I have had...
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To those who invited me to the Tumblr Catholic...
My facebook has been temporarily deactivated. Basically I’m off of facebook until I find a job. There isn’t anything bad on there, but I’m just paranoid that things could be misconstrued.
Basically, I'm hormonal and going to cry because I...
All I want to do with my life is teach. If I can’t do that, I don’t know what I am going to do. Pray for me because I’m having a meltdown.
Prayers please :)
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This morning my mom texted me and said, "Call me...
That’s right. She even added a period to the end of that ambiguous and nerve racking request. I. thought. someone. died.
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St. Joseph, pray for us!
Do you guys think my boyfriends Bl. Pierre Giorgio and Hunter Pence will send me flowers on Valentines day?. :D
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Eternally Eponine.
That is what my life comes down to.
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Anonymous asked: What kind of a person does it take to be a catechist?
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Homework is very painful on Superbowl Sunday.
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I am not very charitable in my mind.
I’m a closet case mean girl, actually.
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Today my middle schoolers told me that they want...
Heart. Melted.
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You are everywhere,
and I can’t seem to catch a break. All this healing, and moving on has brought me back to you.
Susan G. Komen reverses course, will keep funding... →
bethmeetsworld:
Disgusting. I feel sorry for those duped into donating.
What. the. hell.
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The thing is,
there is a big gaping hole inside of me. And I’m begging You to fill it, even though I know it will take a miracle.
January 2012
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I PASSED MY CATECHISM EXAM!
I AM GOING TO GET MY DEGREE AND TEACH PEOPLE ABOUT THE LOVE OF GOD AND EVERYTHING IS AMAZING. It’s funny how I go back and forth on whether or not I’m called to this, but it’s things like being among the few to pass on the first try that make it more clear. Ugh. So excited.
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Right now, I feel incredibly blessed.
It’s one of those times where I can just feel it, ya know? I just know that he hears me, and that he is with me, and that he is whispering to me, revealing to me his plans. I’m just so content and happy. The past few years have been worth it— just to be healthy again, to be more aware of who I really am, and to be living in his love. :-)
doubtingansley replied to your post: Songs about girls with red hair make me feel pretty.
you ARE pretty!
Aw, thanks! I don’t know what I did to deserve such compliments! :)
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Songs about girls with red hair make me feel...
Everything makes me happy today :-D
Hey followers!
I now have a tags index. The major ones are “catholic” and “poetry and writing.” Hopefully this will make things more organized. :)
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My Star
“You’re my angel,” you said while we were driving in your car. You had my hand in yours, and while one eye focused on the road, the other rested on me. I blushed and hid my smile because for some reason I was embarrassed by sweet words.
To you, I was an angel. But what words could describe how I felt for you? I loved your smile, how your upper lip was the same size as you lower lip. I loved...
“He heals the broken-hearted and binds up their wounds.” Ps. 137.
I held on by a string to those words. And one day, I found myself laughing and writing again. I’m not afraid to face my thoughts.
Ignoring the ignorant Anons in my ask box.