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Old Journal 10 - Abadoss' Mind
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Mon, Sep. 28th, 1998 08:31 pm
Old Journal 10

Today is Monday, September 28, 1998. I guess today just was not headed my way. Nothing really bad happened today except that Kristy was not wearing a dress. That means back to dress one. One thing that was interesting was that today during PE, I contemplated if I could “accidentally” meet her. One way was to let my basketball roll in front of her. Another was to lean against the fence in front of the backstop where she sitting, in the cage area where the batters would sit during a game. The last was to “accidentally” bump into her on the way to the lockers. It’s a good thing God stopped me from doing those because each one was just stupid from the beginning and would have done nothing. I’m just going to have to wait for God’s timing, once again. Well, I spend a great deal amount of time sitting on my porch just listening and watching for words from God. I need to continue to listen to God or things could get much uglier. As for the rest of this year, I have no idea what will go on. Whatever God’s will may be, I will follow no matter how much I hate it. I’m a child of God, so I have to follow God. Today I have been a little more depressed then usual. I just wish things could move a little more clearly. With all this happening, it makes it hard to focus on God my Savior, not just Kristy, the one shadow I keep trying to catch. Maybe one day the Lord will allow me to finally get to know her, possibly even more. For now, I’ll just have to wait for dress seven. Good night.

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