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Welcome to the strangest thing you will ever experience.
This is my world, and it will change according to my emotions and thoughts at any given time. NO ONE IS SAFE! If you are wise, you will run for
your life. True... you may think you know me... but the most frightening things known to mankind reside in this space
reserved solely for me... so prepare yourself...
We are entering into MONTH 4 of seperation from Chris. It seems like years.
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WOW! It's been an eventful past couple of weeks. As many of you know, I have been evicted from
my mother's house. Yes, it has finally happened. I am now living almost an hour away from STA, and am still currently enrolled
there. How I will get there during the year, I have no idea. I'm pretty sure no STA buses run down to White Oaks, and I would
have to leave half an hour early to walk there anyway.
On a happier note, I performed with Kate, Joanna and Brad at Patrickfest, and we managed, even
without Joelle. We tried to do "Georgia on my Mind", but I started it way too high, and so it sounded... well... terrible.
Still, for having not practiced all summer and flying by the seat of our pants, we did very well. Good job guys.
I miss Chris more than life itself. I found out that he had been on MSN sometime this weekend,
and that I had missed him. I was devestated. I can only hope he'll be back soon. I want to talk to him so badly I would sell
my soul, as I have said more than once. God forbid I ever get the opportunity to meet him, I don't think there's anything
I wouldn't do for that.
Unfortunately, I got no writing done this summer. I'm sure I'll kick back in during the school
year, and Christy and I have a great story in the works, but until then I've given up. I haven't been able to practice piano,
either, what with not having one at my dad's. That's gonna make Humber that much harder for me. Oh boy. I'll have to talk
to Caitlin next year and see if she'll try and teach me. If not, lessons for me, and how expensive will that get?!? Ugh.
But yeah, I think that's pretty much all that's happened lately. Pretty eventful, but not out
of hand yet. I'm gonna try and update the site over the next several days, so pay attention.
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WOW! This song is called "Still Got Yesterday"
By Emerson Drive, the greatest band of all time. Listen and be in AWE of their glory!
I'm tired of being me. I think tomorrow I'll be a different me. Ah well, too much
to think about right now.
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WARNING | | Skylendor is radioactive. Wear
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From Go-Quiz.com
"What do you mean I can't take my sweater off? ...I'M HOT!!!"
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Monica/Mr. Rogers (OMG ROFLMAO)
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Here's some story for ya:
Bright spots danced on the grass where the sun shone through gaps in the foliage. The light breeze
stirred the grass gently, and Skye absently brushed a lock of hair out of his eyes. Instead of
going to sit with his friends, he had decided to sit outside by himself. He leaned back against
a tree, writing a note on a sheet of paper. He folded it up into a neat little square and wrote on the front: "Show no one".
Gently, he unfolded it again and read it to himself.
"God, I wish I could say something. I wish I could tell someone... tell him. I want him to know
what I feel, but I could never tell him. I feel so alone... nobody understands, or could understand. They're always so happy,
and I don't want to ruin that and come between them. I guess I'll just have to learn to live with it..." the note went on for several more paragraphs, but Skye sighed and folded it with finality, putting it in his
pocket. The wind picked up a little bit and took his hair with it. He smoothed it back down, lost
in thought. He wasn't ready when he heard someone yelling at him. It
wasn't who he had been hoping would come to him... but then again it never was.
Just an interesting little snippet from my story... actually, the first bit I had written before, but the note I made
up as I went, because I can't write on the bus. Hmm... BTW, the colour kinda represents Skye's feelings... as you can see,
they change quite a bit.
my friend was watching her friend's fish for
her this weekend, and her cat knocked it off the table and ate it.
LOL Teresa
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"Mom, I'm afraid if I fall asleep, the hurricane will sneak up on me and give me a visectomy..."
"Yeah,
like my dead rat marrionette theatre"
Oh lordy Chris Griffin
Special thanks to ANDREA WROBEL for giving me the idea of creating a web page... WOOT
ANDREA!
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Andrea's Web Page
my BLOG! Warning: EVIL! EEEEVIL!
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