Rain

I am not crazy, pathetic, or whatever you want to call me. In shorter terms, I'm bored and don't know what to write about. The heavy rain this afternoon is the best topic I can think of. You don't have to read this if you don't want to...I predict that you all are not weather fans. As a matter of fact, neither am I...

It just is so funny, to me, that the rain here is so different than in America. It's behavior in particular. In Maine, it would rain, not as hard as it does here, and it doesn't stop as suddenly either. It continues to drizzle for the whole day. Over here, it suddenly starts pouring heavily and then, as suddenly as it began, it ends. Which is sometimes very surprising for me, even if I have lived here for almost 2 years already.

Well, I'm tired about this subject. I bet you are too! LOL! Changing subject...

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School today..hmm, let's see, rating it between 1 to 10 with 10 the best and 1 the worst, I'll say it was 7. Quite good. I mean, it went okay... I am upset cause I passed my LA test. I did not make a typo mistake. It's because my spelling is rather horrid! It's always been that way. My sister is great at spelling. She went to a spelling competition against a whole lot of US states and I got to go along! Haha...she didn't win but then it takes a while to get into the competition. She has to win against our school, then the Maine schools, then the New England states schools, if I'm not mistaken. A lot of studying. Really hard words...like jurisdiction. But that's quite average...

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I have this song stuck in my head. I bet you guys are tired of me and my songs. Don't have to read, I just need to type it out...

Oceans will part

If my heart has grown cold,
There Your love will unfold;
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand.
When I’m blind to my way,
There Your Spirit will pray;
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand,
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand.

Chorus 1:
Oceans will part; nations come
At the whisper of Your call.
Hope will rise; glory shown.
In my life, Your will be done.

Verse 2:
Present suffering may pass,
Lord, Your mercy will last;
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand.
And my heart will find praise,
I’ll delight in Your way,
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand,
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand.

Chorus 2:
Oceans will part; nations come
At the whisper of Your call.
Hope will rise; glory shown.
In my life, Your will be done.
Oceans will part; nations come
At the whisper of Your call.
Hope will rise; glory shown.
In my life, Your will be done.

Open my eyes Father
I need to see the works of Your hands