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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Tues, Apr. 8
... There's one thing I know
Teehee. I just got a birthday card and email from my grandma, both wishing me a happy 20th birthday. Think I should remind her that she's a day early and it's 21, not 20? Oh well... maybe in 10 years I'll be thankful that she's a year behind. :o)

I stopped caring enough to plan things for my own birthday a few years ago, though. If someone else plans something, great. If not, oh well. I don't care that much. It's just another day.

That was deep, wasn't it?

I think I've exhausted my store of long entries for today. I've written too many big things about Joseph, and I don't want to write about anything else going on this week.

But guess what? Only 18 days until Jen comes!! Woohoo!

One year ago today: God can redeem even the wound, but what beauty is there in an ugly scar? I want it to go away. I want the ache to be gone; the emptiness to be filled. I don't want to have simply a redeemed wound; I want to have the perfection I've never experienced. The perfection I never will experience, at least not in this life. I want too much, I think.
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posted at 2:29 p.m.