i just found this somewhere online .. =]
Love is                                          patient,
       love is kind. It                                does not envy,
   it does not boast, it                      is not proud. It is not
 rude, it is not self-seeking,         it is not easily angered, it
keeps no records of wrong.      Love does not delight in evil
 but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trust,
always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. When
   I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I
       reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put
            childish ways behind me. Now we see but a
             poor reflection, as in a mirror; then we shall
                  see face to face. Now I know in part;
                  then I shall know fully, even as I am
                         fully known. And now these
                           three remain: faith, hope
                                 and love. But the
                                     greatest of
                                       these is

haha isn’t that cool? ahhaa

on wednesday these red bumps started forming all over my body and i thought i was hives so i had to stay home. it kept on multiplying throughout the day. it itched soo much. then i had to go to the doctor on thursday night and i found out that it wasn’t hives but mosquito bites! but now they dont itch as much. but they’re all pink and bumpy and it doesnt feel comfortable. thank you for those who have been praying for me 🙂 testing is finally over… but i have to do make-up testing because i was absent..

i was just looking at my sister rachel’s xanga and i came across one of her old entries. this is what it said:

“Bethanie: Wanna play gamecube, Rachel?

Rachel: Um … Maybe later. I have some stuff to do.

Bethanie: Man, Rachel.

Celeste: You stink.

Bethanie: Yeah, you smell.

Celeste: You never hang out with us anymore. You’re no fun.

Bethanie: You’re boring.

Celeste: Let’s ignore her! (They start talking by themselves. After a few minutes, I got so sad listening to them talk that I got up and went to my room).

Man, I know they were just kidding around, but that was a freakin’ depressing conversation … I feel awful. They’re always so nice to me, too. I lucked out in life. I have awesome siblings.”

haha i really didn’t mean for her to feel all sad or guilty. but it does kinda seem like she’s getting too stressed out with school and grades. when i was little, during the summer we’d go swimming in our pool almost every day. rachel would play game with us or just talk with us. and as she entered high school, she’d have classes she had to take or homework she’d have to do or studying. she didn’t really hang out or play with us the way she used to. i just started thinking she was getting too caught up with schoolwork. i miss my old rachel 😦

mann i want to go swimming! its been so hot lately. but then my pool is still a little green haha well it should be finished in a few weeks.. i hope. and when it is, maybe i’ll have a little pool party..

<3, celeste :b


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  1. sorry celeste 😦 i like u and beth a lot, if it makes u feel better. and i do talk to you sometimes! i still go into ur room and talk to u guys.

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