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<title>you gave me plenty of fuel and the tank is far from empty</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=598609</link>
<description>WARNING!  Lyrics and poetry.  Not for the emotionally retarded.-----Paramore always has a way of saying what I'm feeling or felt.Critize them all you like for being sell-outs.-----DecodeHow can I decide what's right?When you're clouding up my mindI can't win your losing fightall the timeNot gonna ever own what's mineWhen you're always taking sidesBut you won't take away my prideNo not this timeNot this timeHow did we get here?I used to know you so wellHow did we get here?Well, I think I knowThe truth is hiding in your eyesAnd it's hanging on your tongueJust boiling in my blood,But you think that I can't seeWhat kind of man that you areIf you're a man at allWell, I will figure this one out on my ownOn my own (&quot;I'm screaming I love you so&quot;)On my own (My thoughts you can't decode)How did we get here?When I use to know you so well, yeah.How did we get here?Well, I think I knowDo you see what we've done?We've gone and made such fools ...</description>
<dc:date>2008-11-12</dc:date>
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<title>caramel apple coffee</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=592479</link>
<description>One of the things I miss the most about cold weather is seeing everyone bundled up.  Well, we have some &quot;cold&quot; weather here in Tampa and everyone is bundled up.  It's especially humorous when native Floridians encounter lower temperatures.  They can't even handle it!but really, isn't everyone so cute when they are all bundled up?  -----------------------------------------also, John Claxton's imitations of Roger's reactions to his first visit to Alabama are pretty priceless.</description>
<dc:date>2008-10-28</dc:date>
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<title>as you sleep</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=590655</link>
<description>I'm using Ashlee's computer to check and see if our group got everything accomplished for our Astronomy project.  We did.  Mostly.  Working on that...---------I'm realizing that my computer's mother board is shot, and I've had the thing exactly one month over a year and have purchased no additional warranties.  Sometimes I hate my luck...--------Aerosmith is playing on Ashlee's Itunes.  It's surprisingly refreshing and unexpected at 2:00-something-in-the-morning.--------My sense of humor continues to expand with each passing day.  No, I do not giggle as easily as I used to, but I appreciate more subtleties than I have before, simply because I've lived just a little bit more than I lived yesterday.--------It is really difficult to properly love a person the way that God expects us to love him or her.--------&quot;Christians&quot; are some of the nastiest, most fickle and ungrateful people I have ever met.   Atheists are some of the sweetest, most grounded, and than...</description>
<dc:date>2008-10-23</dc:date>
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<title>I'm on here way too much.</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=585354</link>
<description>but it smells every bit like fall tonight and I am in love!</description>
<dc:date>2008-10-09</dc:date>
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<title>something sarcastic</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=583530</link>
<description>Rebecca is stinking hilarious.  She's my favorite seester.  She has pet gerbils again!  I love pet gerbils!--------Sarah DeGrado is in town.  She's my favorite moonamasha.----------Things are so good.  God is so good.  I'm almost speechless, but I just wanted to throw that out there.  oo...and I'm going to see Sarah Palin on Monday morning at the crack of dawn.  yeehaw!-----Thanks so much to all of you for your encouraging words.  I love what we have in Christ!   Glory to Him!-----and, I debated this, but I decided to post this super-personal poem that I wrote for my class.  another terrifying experience, but definitely worthwhile.  I love taking risks and being scared stupid and then realizing it's all not that big of a deal anyway.God is the Big Deal.It is to Him I dedicate this poem.  and to Ralph Keyes, author of The Courage to Write.   and to my future husband, if he's out there somewhere.  sorry man, but you'll never compare...-------------------------------...</description>
<dc:date>2008-10-04</dc:date>
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<title>answers</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=579836</link>
<description>I never dreamed what talking with my astronomy teacher might do.He ended up getting up in front of the entire class and giving a speech about religion and its relationship (or non-relationship) with science.  He said he never meant to offend anyone, and he told me to shake my head &quot;no&quot; if he was misrepresenting me.  Hence, everyone was looking at me.  oh the love.My classmates and I were able to get these points across:-orgins cannot be measured, and are therefore outside the realm of science-no matter what you believe concerning the origin of the universe, all viewpoints demand certain elements of faith-the Genesis account deals with super-natural events, events which are outside of science-the bible talks about Christ being through all and in all things, and the bible does not suggest that God created the universe and then stepped away from it  to no longer to have a part in it. quite the contrary.-science says that stars are still being created.  this is no...</description>
<dc:date>2008-09-25</dc:date>
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<title>you'll change your mind come Monday</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=578098</link>
<description>-got in from babysitting at 1am yesterday morning.-slept in till 1pm today.  do I feel guilty?  yes.-it is 1:09AM right now.  This is NOT good.-after a blatant, presumtuous, and snide remark from my astronomy teacher regarding the creation account in genesis, I had to have a little chat with my astronomy teacher.  scariest thing ever. God sent me help. Thank God!  Job 38:4-21-attended Thursday night's gospel meeting at Nebraska Ave as my first time meeting there.  Roy is amazing!-hung out with Holly Gilreath every night this week except for Friday.  I adore her.-the beach is one hour away.  why don't I go to the beach more?-I've always been drawn to damaged people.  I don't know why.  We're all damaged in our own way.  Jesus was a damaged human being.  He was damaged for our sakes. He left perfection to live perfection in a damaged world.and yet what a perfect, loving God. He truly empathizes with this wild, painful, wonderful human experience.  the experience th...</description>
<dc:date>2008-09-21</dc:date>
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<title>Dad, thanks for believing in me.</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=574683</link>
<description>**** This poem is dedicated to my dad, Gardner Hall, for firmly believing that I could ever write a poem as good as one of Billy Collin's poems. He believed it so much so that he thought that many of Billy Collin's poems which I had copied onto my blog were my own, and that gave me more confidence than he could ever know.It is also dedicated to my dear friend, Holly Gilreath, who patiently sat through multiple readings of this poem and showed me the facial expressions I needed to see when something needed to be changed.I love you both!-----------------------------------------------Billy CollinsWe met oncebefore I knew youat that presumptuous poetry festivalThe one that was somewherein the woods of Pennsylvania,I thinkIt was my senior year of high school.I was female, awkward, and eager.You were male, bald, and bored with me,I'm sure.I probably said something as expected as&quot;I loved your poems!&quot;and you probably said somethingas fresh asthe paper cu...</description>
<dc:date>2008-09-12</dc:date>
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<title>Dear Life, Feel Free to Surprise Me as Much as You'd Like...</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=569784</link>
<description>Tonight, four-year-old Hagan Ulrich looked up at me quite seriously and said: &quot;I want to be your girlfriend.&quot;&quot;Don't you mean boyfriend?&quot;&quot;well, I want you to me MY girlfriend!&quot;&quot;Hagan, do you know how old I am?&quot;&quot;Six.&quot;&quot;Nope.&quot;&quot;Seven?&quot;&quot;Nope.&quot;&quot;Eight?  Nine?&quot;&quot;No and NOPE!&quot;&quot;TEN?!?!&quot;Oh it's good to be young and loved!--------Saturday was so random and fun.Went to bed about 3AM.  Got four hours of sleep and then:-got up at 7AM-got dressed-had breakfast with friends-got dressed again-went to the beach for a few hours-came back-got dressed-ate lunch-went to wedding-came back-got dressed -went to bible study -came back kinda late and then...-got dressed for bed.all in all one of the best saturdays ever!---------My room is a wreck, I barely got any sleep last night, and there's no classes tomorrow!Finished the dark blue painting on my wall, and I a...</description>
<dc:date>2008-09-01</dc:date>
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<title>Last day at Northgate Lincoln Mercury</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/leahhallnoats?l=5&amp;entryID=563111</link>
<description>I had been praying very earnestly that if there was someone interested in knowing the truth, that God would bring them to me in my last couple of weeks at work.There is a man who is fairly high up in the company who occasionally comes into this particular dealership every once and a while.  He recently began coming here every day to help as an extra product consultant, since we've recently had several people leave.-----I can't remember how he found out that I was a Christian because I don't remember telling him that I am a Christian.  -------Needless to say, he found out, and we had been talking.-----The subject of water baptism eventually came up, naturally.He considered what I had to say. And then he put me on the phone with his pastor who &quot;oversees&quot; a Baptist church with about 3000 people attending there.----------After I got off the phone with his pastor, his pastor proceeded to tell my friend that he would never &quot;win&quot; the argument w...</description>
<dc:date>2008-08-15</dc:date>
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