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The 10 Commandments: You shall have no other gods before me. You shall not make for yourself any carved image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth; you shall not bow down to them nor serve them. For I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children to the third and fourth generations of those who hate me, but showing mercy to thousands, to those who love Me and keep My commandments. You shall not take the name of the Lord your God in vain, for the Lord will not hold him guiltless who takes His name in vain. Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord your God. In it you shall do no work: you, nor your son, nor your daughter, nor your manservant, nor your maidservant, nor your cattle, nor your stranger who is within your gates. For in six days the Lord ...

How many times have I said it? How many times have I asked? I think it's become redundant at this point. You're not going to change. So what is it that they say? Let sleeping dogs lie .

I couldn't tell you the last time I had a nightmare. Of course, now that I've said that, I'm probably going to have a wicked horrible one tonight, but that's besides the point. Bad dreams on the other hand.... Well, before Sunday night, I couldn't have told you the last time I had one. Since Sunday though, I've been plagued by them. One (at least one) every time I fall asleep for a good time. Now, you may be asking: What's the difference between a bad dream and nightmare? I don't know if there's a universal definition, but a nightmare, to me, is when some scary mass murdered is after you or when someone you love dearly passes away. I still remember my first nightmare, and it involved skeletons chasing me with knives. Weird... And scary. A bad dream on the other hand... Things just aren't right in a bad dream - -They're not how they're suppose to be. People are saying "I love you" to the wrong people. Kissing people who t...

That's what the commercial asked that I heard on my way to class this morning. Okay, not really. What it really asked was: "What do you want in a house ?" But, you know... House.... Husband.... They're practically the same thing ;-)

I keep having this reoccurring short film play in my head. We're at my wedding (god knows when), dancing to some cheesy song that you wouldn't have been interested in two and half years ago. It's a slow song - -we're not that far apart. We're talking, laughing, reminiscing. And that's when I tell you what I've been thinking for the past three years and how I think it's all come true. You pause for a minute, kiss me, and then it's over. There's no definite ending. I don't know if we finish the dance, or (heaven forbid) if you bow out, or what. I don't know what happens next . And I think that's the part that upsets me most.