How funny is this??? I mean, really???


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Time is running away from me-and every time I reach out to catch it, it laughs in my face. Just laughs. But never stops running. I keep running. And we keep chasing time. But it doesn't stop. And when I think I'm close, it laughs. But it won't stop. Please, please stop.

friday: dyed my hair--!*bright*! red...crazy! kristina was outta control...cassie lives in the closet! on a balance ball ( Read more... )

I've come to a conclusion about myself. There must be something subconcious in my head that realizes I keep getting hurt by guys. Last night I had a dream ( Read more... )

ok, has anybody heard the country song by darryl worley called Have you Forgotten? I'm totally against it and I HATE HATE it! The whole song is about trying to get us to back the Iraqi War when what he's singing about is going after bin Laden--2 different things! He's trying to instill that anger and hate in us that we had back in 2001 on 9/11 ( Read more... )

Wow...Kristina can play softball! I'd never seen her play before...it was very impressive! And I think Mr. MacFarland noticed that too, so that's a good thing! And Subway was hilarious w/ Jennifer and Stina! I'm grateful no food came flying into my mouth so I choked! And what's up w/ Derrick? He's soooo...different these days. Not that I know ( Read more... )

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Uneventful week I guess...lol...why the hell does he only talk to me if he has a girlfriend? Is that a rule or something? What if it really is what Kristina said? Too bad I don't like him anymore cause he's too weird for me to deal with these days. I just don't feel like putting myself in that position with a boy anymore. But if I had Cassie ( Read more... )

I don't need to fall at your feet ( Read more... )

She's slowly walking along, but it seems fine to her. Everybody else sighs and complains, but it's not that bad. To her, it's a relief. Away from the noise, away from the crowd, away from the yelling. When she steps up the cracked steps and into the heavy doors that bring a breeze, she feels welcomed. And fresh. She won't tell, she'll ( Read more... )