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July 23, 2006
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Long time no update. oh well.
im doing really really good. im Über happy.
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March 16, 2006
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congrats to everyone! carv, kim, chrisitne, EVERYONE. this is going to bea rockin show.
i am on top of the world.
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March 14, 2006
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okay....it has been forever since i last wrote because my computer has been sick and i've had to use my dad's laptop which is slow and outdated......
so the one thing on my mind right now? (besides a billion different math theroems for my exam that was today) being on stage. i want it so so bad. man oh man......i hope i get princess jade.
and i am thinkin of auditioning for the studio theatre project.....i don't know if they need kids but i want to join....i am going to talk with z about it....we will have to see...........
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February 22, 2006
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i have a nine page skit to memorize by sunday night. its gunna rock!
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February 12, 2006
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wow. i haven't updated in a long time. well, there were two HUGE events that happened to me in these past weeks.
one: i had an extremely busy week, it was tech week and i had an exam and i had a huge swim meet to get ready for (don't ask how that went.) so i was really really stressed and then i had a stress reliever.
I WENT TO THE BEST CONCERT EVER.
omg. it was amazing! Rascal Flatts all the way baby!!! i was jammin the whole entire time. they are so coo. and yes they are country. BUT they are new country and some of there stuff has amazing percussion and such that u wouldn't even know that they were country. They even had a drum duel. it was so cool. they turned off all the lights except for two spotlights that alternated between two drum sets as they were dueling. it was wicked sweet. the energy was amazing. i was so exhausted the next day!!! i will remember that day forever....and i am looking for more concerts like that to go to as we speak.
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I ALMOST TOUCHED HIM.
i had yet another amazing concert experience. we saw keith urban at mich. state. our seats had a perfect straight on view of the stage, though we were a little far away AND THEN he jumped up on this trapese thing and flew to the back where we were like maybe three rows away from him. me and my cousin ran down the stairs so fast we almost died and we ended up in the front row of this mini stage he was on. i was like MAYBE a foot away from him. i mean we were right there. me and my cuz were dancin up a storm and he looked at us and was like 'yeah' it was SO AMAZING. he has a fine fine ass.
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January 17, 2006
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i get to watch a dry run of alladin on monday! i can't wait!
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January 15, 2006
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went to over the tavern for a second time, that show won't ever get old....like robin hood!
then went to lunch with dylan, his cuz, bri, and luke. fun fun times. i love hangin with them.
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January 12, 2006
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i am having one of those hate on america days.
four boys about 15 years old randomly beat three homeless men with bats. one man died the wounds were so bad. i think those little shits should be tossed into a prision with a huge tattooed gang member. that would teach the sons of bitches a lesson.
this really tells u what the values of america are, the deaths of over three hundred islamic people in saudi arabia got about 10 seconds on the news. the skier that drank before skiing got 35 seconds. screw him. i think the three hundred people that were killed while trying to make their pilgramage is a hell of alot more important then a drunken ass skiier.
i am so scared. there are so many rebulicans in office that are trying to take away our rights. i will not listen to any man tell me he thinks we should make abortion illegal. i will not.
and i don't think i want to live here, america i mean.
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January 11, 2006
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oh my god. there was a middle school meet today in plainwell. it was for qualifing for a really really really big meet. both of our relay teams qualified and karla and livi qualified in almost everything. but u see i don't have a whole lot of speed and it would be really hard for me to qualify (and i never have before) the qualifing time for the 100 yard breast stroke was 1.29.00. my best time was 1.31.88. This presented a problem....i had to cut three seconds off inorder to qualify.
guess what!!!!!
i hauled ass and pulled a 1.28.57. i made it.
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January 11, 2006
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sry its long. get over it and read it.
A little girl named Bianca who was 6 yrs old was sitting at home alone playing with her rag doll she sat happilly as she twirled her doll around watching the white satin spin around the dolls torn up body. Bianca seemed to be so amused with this doll as she loved it and cared for it just like a child....She always whispered in the dolls ear that she loved her so much and that if she were alive she would care for it like a REAL child....About four hours later the little girl fell asleep on the floor with the doll in her arms. The door smashed open as her drunk father dame barging through the door. Suprised the little girl woke up from her long nap and noticed her father was not to pleased with her. He yelled at her and screamed at her as he whipped her with his belt. He took wire hangers and beat her down. He threw her up against the hard cold wall and shouted out ugly words to her face. Bianca couldn't do anything to stop it she just had to let it continue. The next morning her father would be sitting on the couch with a beer bottle in his hand. Bianca would brush her long brown hair and put a butterfly clip attached to it. The butterfly clip was from her mother before she passed away from an accident. She would put her reading books inside her purple backpack and wear long dresses to cover up her bumps and bruises. She secured her backpack upon her shoulder and gently grabbed her doll and tucked it under one arm. As she made her way out of the front door she said quietly to her father bye daddy im going to school now. She would sit there at the door waiting for a reply and her father would turn around and throw the bottle at the door saying, "GET GOING THEN!" Bianca would get tears in her eyes as she shut the door tightly and made her way through the snow to her elementary school. There was a boy named Bud who lived but across the street from Bianca who would always stare at her knowing that something was wrong, seeing the fear in her eyes. He went to the same school as Bianca and always studied how she acted. He'd notice that in class she would try and pull her long dress down to her ankles to keep from seeing the bruises down there. Bud always knew that something was wrong, he just knew but Bianca never wanted to admit it no matter how hard it was, she wanted to tell somebody just not Bud. When school would be over Bianca would stay after class trying to find reasons not to go home. She would help the teacher clean up and help her get ready for next assignments for tomorrow. Bye ms. Rachel Bianca would say to her teacher as she headed off home in the snow once again. Bud was sitting there on the bench waiting for Bianca playing with his toy car. As he saw her come out he raced over to her. Hi Bianca he said happily. Hi Bianca would say back. "I've noticed something." Bud would say....."What is that?" Bianca would then ask. "You have been acting very wierd, is something wrong? What are you hiding?" Bud said following Bianca. "I'm not hiding anything so just leave me alone. " Bianca replied.
Then Bianca stopped with fear as her dad came rushing towards her with a hanger in his long coat pocket you could see it hanging out. Bud stood by Biancas side as he asked is that your dad. Bianca took a big breath and froze in fear as her dad pulled up to her. "BIANCA LOPEZ!" He shouted in her face as he grabbed her arm. Bud backed away but also stayed by bianca's side. "YOU ARE LATE YOU SHOULD BE HOME RIGHT NOW!" He shouted again. Bianca was to scared to talk thinking her father would pull out the wire hanger. He threw her down on the snow as he pulled out the hanger. He raised it high above his head until Bud grabbed his arm telling him to let go and don't hurt her! Bud was thrown into the bench. Then as Bianca's father beat Bianca to the round up and tried to run into the school for help but her father pulled her hair leaving a big chunk of it on the snow with the butterfly clip. Bianca started to bawl as she got on her knees and said im sorry repeatedly. But is was too late for sorry......Her father lifted up the hanger once again and beat Bianca to death. He threw down the hanger as it lay in the snow leaving a big red puddle, Bud soon woke up and found police men and abulences everywhere around him. He saw Bianca's little body so fragile being covered up and shoved into an abulence. But there laying in front of him was the butterfly clip and the doll, tears came into his eyes......A week later Bud attended Bianca's funeral as he set the doll where her heart lay still as stone, and clipped the butterfly clip in her long brown hair......But every time he wakes up and goes to school he sees her walking to school with her doll in her hand as happy as can be............
Re-post this story if you feel abusing is wrong.....
It has been proved that abusing is one of the most common ways children have died.
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January 09, 2006
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i am not going to lousiana. u have to be 16. poo. maybe in a couple of years...........
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January 07, 2006
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lukes show was awesome. he kicked some ass.
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January 05, 2006
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okay. so a group from our church is going to louisana to help with katrina relief. they are going to go and rebuild habitat for humanity houses. they are going from the 14-22.... so i would miss some school, civic, and a swim meet. i am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so exicted. my mom says i can go...and my grandma would go with me. this would make my year. going to help people in the new orleans area. wow! i am so excited.BUT there is a possibility that you have to be 18 to go. how sucky is that? we have a call in and they are supposed to call us back but the phone hasn't rung yet! if this goes through i will be in heaven.
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January 05, 2006
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i mihgt be going to lousiana. more later!
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January 04, 2006
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me+swimming=love. swimming is my drug.
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January 03, 2006
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first day back to school and i feel like i have wasted 7 hours of my life doing absolutely nothing and not enjoying it.
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January 01, 2006
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i just watched hostage. that there is so of the best acting i have seen in years.
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January 01, 2006
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new years was fun, not the most fun i have ever had but defiently not bad.
i love getting calls from a party i WASN'T invited to.
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January 01, 2006
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thanx carv and becs.........
I added these ones on for kicks.
[X] Realized how very cool rubber ducks are.
[x] Picked your favorite animal...like the squirrel maybe?
[x] met some of the best friends of your life
[x] went to a party
[x] the party sucked. (not the civic parties of course)
[x] Best Year Ever? so far!
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December 31, 2005
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babysat last night.... going to hang with some school friends for new years.... going to sleep in for a very long long time tomorrow. and then i will scramble to do the last of my homework before break is over.
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