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Name: Grace
Country: United States
State: Michigan
Birthday: 8/13/1982
Gender: Female
Interests: MECK (korean drumming), praising!!, piano/viola, reading,
running, tennis, dancing, smiling, laughing w/ friends
Expertise: INTERIOR DESIGN @ MSU
apparel textiles, listening
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Occupation: Student
Industry: Textiles
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  graciex1004
AIM:  graciefacie82
Member Since:
7/19/2002
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** In honor of Valentine's Day I decided to share a common
courtship ritual and way of communication between opposite sexes back
in Vicotrian America** If only "fan talk"was allowed in bars...
wouldn't that be interesting??? " One could communicate without even
have said a thing! **
"The Art of Fan Language"
- "Yes." Rest the fan on your right cheek.
- "No." Rest the fan on your left cheek.
- "I wish to speak with you." Close the fan.
- "I desire your acquaintance." Carry the fan in your left hand before your face"
- "I am engaged." Fan yourself very quickly.
- "I am married." Fan yourself slowly.
- "We will be friends." Drop the fan.
- "Wait for me." Open your fan wide.
- "Follow me." Carry the fan in your right hand before your face.
- "We are being watched." Twirl the fan in your left hand.
- "I love you." Draw the fan across your cheek.
- "Do you love me?" Present the fan closed.
- "You are too willing." Hold the handle to your lips.
- "I love another." Twirl your fan in your right hand.
- "I am sorry." Draw your fan across your eyes.
- "You have changed." Draw your fan across your forehead.
- "You are cruel." Open and shut your fan several times in succession.
- "I wish to get rid of you." Place your fan against your left ear.
- "I hate you!" Draw your fan through your left hand swiftly and spit
a stream of tobacco juice between your teeth and onto the gentleman's
feet (just kidding with that last little comment; a real lady would
miss his feet).
*Where's a good fan when you need one*
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| Wow, i haven't been on here for ages. I've been enjoying Carrie Underwood's new cd these days... Things seem to have gone around full circle. Time is a true healer. Its been a rough 3-4 years for me but as much as i've lost, what i have gained is priceless. Life is not easy but its the small bright moments that make it worthwhile...... so, don't give up =]
"Lessons Learned"
There's some things that I regret,
Some words I wish had gone unsaid,
Some starts,
That had some bitter endings,
Been some bad times I've been through,
Damage I cannot undo,
Some things,
I wish I could do all all over again,
But it don't really matter,
Life gets that much harder,
It makes you that much stronger,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.
[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.
There's mistakes that I have made,
Some chances I just threw away,
Some roads,
I never should've taken,
Been some signs I didn't see,
Hearts that I hurt needlessly,
Some wounds,
That I wish I could have one more chance to mend,
But it don't make no difference,
The past can't be rewritten,
You get the life you're given,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.
[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.
And all the things that break you,
Are all the things that make you strong,
You can't change the past,
Cause it's gone,
And you just gotta move on,
Because it's all,
Lessons learned.
[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Lessons learned.
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| "Some Hearts"
I've never been the kind that you'd call lucky
Always stumbling' around in circles
But I must have stumbled into something
Look at me
Am I really alone with you
I wake up feeling like my life's worth living
Can't recall when I last felt that way
Guess it must be all this love you're giving
Never knew never knew it could be like this
But I guess
Some hearts
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side
Some hearts,
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Some hearts just get lucky, lucky sometimes
Now who'd have thought someone like you could love me
You're the last thing my heart expected
Who'd have thought I'd ever find somebody
Someone who someone who makes me feel like this
Well I guess
Some hearts
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side, yes
Some hearts,
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Ohhhhhh
Even hearts like mine
Get lucky, lucky sometimes
Even hearts like mine
Ohhhhhhhh
Some hearts,
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side
Some hearts,
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Some hearts
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side, yes
Some hearts,
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
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| I realize that i've rarely called anyone outside of my family for the past year almost. Not out of spite or just not caring but just because RIGHT now all my focus can only be on my family. Work full-time, family, and grabbing some shuteye when i can. Mixed in with that a full load of classes. Consequently,I think i've lost touch with people I still care about deeply but at this time there is nothing I can really do but offer a hapless distant hello if we bump into each other. Kinda makes one feel a bit useless. When I think about it its a bit depressing. I miss hanging out with friends the most talking nothing and everything. Sundays offer a bit of escape for at least a couple hours which I appreciate greatly. Just some random pics for your viewing pleasure:(jason&I), (Sami unni, jason, me), (jen & caroline)     one of my many students.... this one lives with me. | | |
| Rascal Flatts - Bless The Broken Road Lyrics
I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
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