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Name: The Hannay
State: North Carolina
Metro: Greensboro
Birthday: 7/21/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: God. Writing. Poetry. Art. Synths. Reading. Moshing. Screamy music. Piercings. Wideleg pants. Drama. Old movies. Cups o' latte. Book stores. Mixtapes. Mr Rogers. Tackling friends. Slip-and-slides. Techno. Shopping carts. Strangers. Glowsticks. Road trips. Mud-diving. Rain. Stars. Frolicking. Correcting teachers. Stereo blasting. The spanish channel. Eskimo kisses. Concerts. Letters. Hairdye. Long hugs, Tommy the rock opera. Libraries. Orchestras. High tops. Playgrounds. Pudding. Key-tars. Tate Street Coffee. Museums. Scary movies. Energy drinks. Homestar. Dreaming. Kitties. Photography. Avoiding normalicy. Toe socks. Face-eating hair. Hitchcock. Honesty. Walking barefoot. Singing out of tune. Sylvia Plath. Book smells. Giggling.
Expertise: Procrastination and blowing things out of proportion
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  afterXyoureXgone
Member Since:
4/23/2004
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| summer's beginning to fade away...
and everyone's disappearing with it.
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| it's funny how i've been avoiding this entry for weeks.
i spent a month away from home...
i spent a month on my face in front of God. i spent a month with my
heart open and my mind changed. i spent a month with the most beautiful
people, dancing and crying and loving together. i spent a month driving
over medians and living off honey peanut butter. i spent a month
learning to feel. listening to God. seeing angels. weeping for hours.
watching fireworks. breaking boundaries. forgetting expectations.
dwelling in the secret place. finding wisdom. falling deeply and madly
in love...
and i am NOT the same.
i've fallen deeper into God than i ever thought was possible...and i'm
becoming even more amazed that i'm still falling into Him. there is no
end.
everything i valued was lost this summer. all my earthly hopes and
expectations fell through. and you know what? i wouldn't have it any
other way...because God is shaping me and molding me to fit into His
plan and for the first time in my life, i'm letting Him.
it's strange to be back here in Greensboro. i've lost my connections.
i've spent weeks trying to please people and do what they want me to
do. but i know that's my calling. i know there's something deeper.
i'm losing the things around me that i love, but God is showing me so
much more...things that meet my needs so perfectly and i had no idea i
desired them in the first place.
i'm growing up. i'm changing. and it seems hard on everyone.
but i'm in love with someone and something so perfect...i wouldn't change any of this heartache for the world.
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| in a couple of hours....
in a couple of hours i will be in a new city. i will be in a new home with new people and new goals and new plans.
i am excited about living at the Zadok House of Prayer in
charlotte...it's pretty much everything i've ever wanted. but i have to
admit, i started getting cold feet last night.
i think it
finally hit me that i was leaving for a MONTH. i get so extremely
clingy. i was at a wedding in some house i've never been
to...everything was glowing and everyone was dancing and i felt like i
was leaving everything behind forever. i became attached to the candles
and the crappy music and the punch that tasted like watery applesauce.
when i get back to this city, i will be 17.
i'm afraid i'll come back a completely different person. but then again...isn't that the point?
regardless, i'm extremely excited. as soon as i heard about this
program, i knew i was supposed to go. i've sacrificed a lot for it, and
i know it's going to be so worth it.
i'm ready for the all night worshipping and the prayer room and meeting new people and playing worship sets.
just thinking about it makes me bouncy...which is surprising, seeing as
how i didn't start packing until 3 am and don't even want to think
about what time i actually went to bed.
so...i'm off.
leave me lots of comments and all that good stuff. when i come back,
i'll have some sort of crazy birthday party...with a bucketful of
shannanigans.
so just pray for me. i'm expecting God to do HUGE things and i know ll the other interns are as well.
i'll see all you beautiful people in a month.
love,
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| dear boys,
in efforts to look somewhat attractive or 'masculine', it is not
recommended that you harass girls in the wal-mart parking lot. believe
it or not, those of the female gender do not actually appreciate having
a pick-up truck block their path, especially when the driver inside is
yelling obscene comments that cannot be understood due to overgrown,
meat-covered, tobacco-filled mustache. if you have any desire to get my
attention, please learn to knit. play the accordian. and be at least 20
years within my age. thanks.
sincerely,
me.
P.S. today i learned that i can fit into the children's clothing at old navy. and it kinda made my life complete.
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