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[oh_lora_oh_bre]

I am not: organized, tidy

I hurt: when friends let me down

I love: people

I hate: that movie with the siameese cats

I fear: that I can be shy at times

I hope: that I figure things out

I hear: hallelujah

I crave: old friends and good times

I regret: saying things I don't mean

I cry: everytime I watch Titanic

I care: about everyone, seriously

I always: talk when I shouldn't

I long: for one more day in Itlay

I feel alone: when I think about other people

I listen: To anything and everything, music is my life

I hide: all my old photos in a box under my bed

I sing: wonderwall ryan adams style

I believe: in things I can't see

I dance: because I love to

I write: alot, actually i doodle alot

I breathe: constantly

I play: a couple of songs on the piano

I miss: all the old albums I have stored in my closet

I search: for clothes on the floor every morning

I learn: all there is to learn in life from people, not school

I feel: that music is my only best friend

I know: that I enjoy pop music

I say: so much, all the time

I succeed: when I want to put effort into something

I fail: when I would rather sit in my room and listen to music rather than doing my work

I dream: of being in the movies someday

I wonder: if that will ever happen

I drive: around downtown sometimes because Ilove seeing the city lights and the waterfront

I want: to get out and move on

I worry: that everything Idream about will never come true

I have: a family, a couple close friends, tons of cds and lots of spare time

I give: about 75 percent to everthing I do, and I disslike that about me

I fight: well more like debate

I wait: for a boy who can hold my intrest

I need: to get out more