tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61754422011-04-22T00:42:57.933-04:00"My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, for man's anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires. Therefore, get rid of all moral filth and the evil that is so prevalent and humbly accept the word planted in you, which can save you. JAMES 1:19 - 21 petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-1141010563818355872006-02-26T22:04:00.000-05:002006-02-26T22:22:43.830-05:00

LOOKING BACK...MOVING FORWARDWow, I haven't been blogging for two years. Things have definitely changed since then. Let's see. I don't exercise like crazy anymore, do more pilates, whenever I get the chance. But I've been working at a physically demanding job like a robot the past year and lost 10 lbs doing so. LOL If I had known earlier, then All I would have done was find employment earlier.

petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-1080203337416265912004-03-25T03:28:00.000-05:002004-03-25T03:32:25.840-05:00

So obssessed with how I look it's disgusting. But I can't help it. Why? because I've allowed the media to tell me what is beautiful and what is not. I dont' know what is beautiful anymore. What is the perfect body? What is beautiful? Is beauty only skin deep? Should Beauty not be from the heart? the personality of the person? Why do looks even matter? Why am I so obsessed with my appearances?

petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-1078373835723306862004-03-03T23:17:00.000-05:002004-03-03T23:20:15.280-05:00

Lost Wanderer Aimless LOST dazed trying to snap out of it. but i can't. I'm lost.

petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-1074279830898364642004-01-16T14:03:00.000-05:002004-01-16T14:05:45.483-05:00

Love is such a weird thing... Relationships are weird... Crushes are weird... I don't get it. Can someone differentiate these things for me please?

petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-1071534205350434202003-12-15T19:23:00.000-05:002003-12-15T19:23:38.950-05:00

AHHH my knees! Ok what was suppose to be a quick stop to the drug store to pick up a pair of knee braces turned into a three hour shopping trip with a couple of my girls. It was still fun though. Looking around at the fashion, trying on different styles of clothes, and buying a pair of needed knee high boots. It was such a booster to go in and try on clothes, and realizing that I can actually

petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-107146390041108822003-12-14T23:53:00.000-05:002003-12-15T18:59:08.296-05:00

Ok, I know that I have a problem with my image when... 1. I burn with anger and hate at myself while I work out. 2. I want to exercise at the gym everyday and get depressed when I don't work out or angry with my self 3. IF I don't work out that day then, I mop and vacuum the floors 4. I work out after eating a heavy meal. 5. I believe that what the media and society considers to be beautiful is

petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-1071390335338624282003-12-14T03:25:00.000-05:002003-12-14T03:25:48.476-05:00

YEAH! I finished my last exam from hell week! I'm so glad...now I have just one more to go...developmental Psychology...ok...Sleep... I was going to write something else...but my eyelids are falling asleep. I need sleep. Soo I shall sleep.

petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-1071042505103190132003-12-10T02:48:00.000-05:002003-12-10T02:53:09.456-05:00

I wish that the tears would stop coming. I'm tired of crying. Tired of being frustrated. Tired of myself. Tired of the way I think of myself. Tired of being selfish. Tired of bottling things up. I think my roommates are tired of hearing me cry. I should recieve an Oscar for best actress in deception. Don't even know who i am anymore. I always put on a smile for everyone else but myself. At

petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-1070950204337805832003-12-09T01:10:00.000-05:002003-12-09T01:10:16.376-05:00

You know... I don't know.. You know.. I have no idea what you know... You know... Only you know.

petite_etoilenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175442.post-1070749017081352872003-12-06T17:16:00.000-05:002003-12-06T17:27:28.756-05:00

blog blog blog...it's all I hear about... Ok I dont' know you, you don't know me. So I can write whatever I want to... I hate exams rite now. I'm trying to study, really I am...but I'm so stressed that I can't. Arghh..so I have averted to cooking and exercising to relieve my stress. Today at petite_etoile's kitchen, I have created something new...something that I have never tried before....I

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