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I write wayyyy too much in here which I believe is the reason why I have nothing to say to anyone. No news. No anything. Or maybe my life has just gotten very boring in the past year or so. Who knows.
I love going back and looking at entries from my old journal. I really hope no one reads it though. Hmm. Found this from September 18, 2003. Thought it was funny....
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7:23pm: oh the soreness, it pains me to swallow. Orange juice would be a wonderful thing right now. Blah. Tired. Great day, ted bought me a sampler. I liked the sampler. I like Ted. I like myself. I also like how my shoes sound like horse hooves when I walk.
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January 18, 2004
6:13pm: The evening thing
Mom: Me and dad had a snowball fight today, how come none of you guys have?!?!
Me: (I forgot what I said.) (I run outside.)
Mom: (realizing) Outside!
(I enter the house carrying a snowball)
I: Heh heh! I'm gonna go get her. (running through the house, packing the snow into a ball and then up the stairs.)
I: Bonnie!!! I have a surprise for you!!!
Bonnie: Nooo. If you throw that the hall will umm get wet. blahblahblahblah.
(I run downstairs and then stop in the living room.)
Dad: What are you eating?
Travis: Whats she eating?
(I hold hand out)
Dad: (laughing) Shes eating a snowball.
Dad: (In a weird fake voice.) "We've become so poor we have to eat snow."
Travis: (Also in a weird fake voice making fun.) "Now we have to make snow stew"
(I walk away and eat almost the rest of the ball and then make a yucked out face and throw the ball in the pot of boiling water on the stove...watching the water splash into the air.)
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I love making people laugh. It's such a wonderful feeling. One of the best.
I love going back and looking at entries from my old journal. I really hope no one reads it though. Hmm. Found this from September 18, 2003. Thought it was funny....
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7:23pm: oh the soreness, it pains me to swallow. Orange juice would be a wonderful thing right now. Blah. Tired. Great day, ted bought me a sampler. I liked the sampler. I like Ted. I like myself. I also like how my shoes sound like horse hooves when I walk.
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January 18, 2004
6:13pm: The evening thing
Mom: Me and dad had a snowball fight today, how come none of you guys have?!?!
Me: (I forgot what I said.) (I run outside.)
Mom: (realizing) Outside!
(I enter the house carrying a snowball)
I: Heh heh! I'm gonna go get her. (running through the house, packing the snow into a ball and then up the stairs.)
I: Bonnie!!! I have a surprise for you!!!
Bonnie: Nooo. If you throw that the hall will umm get wet. blahblahblahblah.
(I run downstairs and then stop in the living room.)
Dad: What are you eating?
Travis: Whats she eating?
(I hold hand out)
Dad: (laughing) Shes eating a snowball.
Dad: (In a weird fake voice.) "We've become so poor we have to eat snow."
Travis: (Also in a weird fake voice making fun.) "Now we have to make snow stew"
(I walk away and eat almost the rest of the ball and then make a yucked out face and throw the ball in the pot of boiling water on the stove...watching the water splash into the air.)
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I love making people laugh. It's such a wonderful feeling. One of the best.