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Monday, September 20th, 2004
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12:00 am
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I was talking to an old friend of mine today, and I came across some sad news...
My Band director from Middle school died two weeks ago. He wasn't just a teacher to me, he was a friend, and a mentor. He showed me that there is more to life than what is in front of me. He cares. He could make even the most anti-musical person have a passion. If it wasn't for him, I would probably be in P.E., or Art.
I was put into his Band class on accident. And once I found out that I couldn't get switched out, and that it was a mandatory grade to play an instrument, I decided to give it a whirl. He made it fun for me to pick an instrument. He said that I could play anything that I wanted. So I picked the Flute. It was hard for me so he suggested a lower brass instrument, the Baritone.
Learning the Baritone was fun, and not too complicated: three valves, and not a high range of pitches.
Then he taught me how to play Trombone, and the Tuba. Over the course of one year -which I was supposed to be in Beginning Band- I went from beginning to Symphonic, skipped right passed Concert. He told me that I had the ability to play with the more advanced players.
I can remember him telling me that every instrument would be easy for me to learn.. if I just had the "want" to learn. He was the person who helped me realize that there is more to music than just playing. I mean, come on... you have to know what each dot and mark symbolizes, and how to hear whether or not you are playing the note right. He could play EVERY instrument perfect. That, to me, is alot. That, is my goal.
If it wasn't for Mike Dzoba, I wouldn't be where I am now: the Head Sergeant of the Royal Palm Beach High School Marching Wildcat Band.
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| Tuesday, September 14th, 2004
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10:58 pm
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After Frances passed and pooped on us, we cleaned the littered yard of debris.
Amen.
All I do is work, work, work, band, band, work, work.
One year is in October.
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| Sunday, August 29th, 2004
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11:24 am - My 'New Life' as a Publix associate
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The new Publix store opened yesterday, and sadly I didn't work.
I worked at the Crestwood Publix for two days until the new store opened. I had my availability set for any day except: Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. And what do you know.... I have to work on Fridays. So today while I was at work, I requested it to change so I didn't work on Fridays, and the office manager said, "You are going to have to come back tomorrow, when the Common Area manager is working."
...What happened to the "Open-Door" policy?!
I went in to work from 7-10am. Which is three hours. I want to work the most I can on Sundays... it's premium pay, $1 more.
I spent basically the whole time stocking the shelves and loading a cart with new shipments. It was fun. I got to eat doughnuts and bagels, and drinking cokes.
I love work!
But I love Margaret WAY more.
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| Saturday, August 21st, 2004
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6:35 pm
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One day, I woke up and went to school. Then I took a trip to a grocery store and the people there talked to me.
A couple days later, I looked in my hand and there was an object inside of it. It was a piece of plastic with my name on it.
I think I have A JOB!!!!
Yes, big CY is employed.
Yeeeeaaaa-yuuuuhhh
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| Tuesday, August 17th, 2004
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11:10 pm - My newfound love for pigs
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Today, I went the the school looking forward to see 'My one and only', Margaret Elizabeth Cook. During "Got Books?" I was thinking, I "Got Cook!"
I got out of second hour to talk to the Concert Band kids. My speech was:
"Hey everybody! How ya doin'?"
"Good; bad; OK-"
"Alright, that is really good to hear."
Which brings me to my next topic....
"Marching Band is fun. Yada, yada, yada..."
"Ooohhh... Ahhhh..."
Moral of story: Marching Band is fun.
After that I was looking forward to seeing my other 'One and only', the Lunch room. Lunch was fun, I joked around with everybody and that was about it.
The taco made me sick.... I REALLY don't feel good.
After school, Me, Margaret, Mary went to take Jessica and Ricky off at their house. Before though, Mary let Ricky drive around the parking lot a few times. It was so funny. The, she let me drive to my house... which was good, because I have always wanted to drive her car. I am really glad that she was kind enough to let some other people drive her car.
Thanks, MARY!!
So then, Me, Marge and Mary go to Kim's house for her birthday get together thing. Marge said that it was like a farm.... Well, she was right! She had little itty bitty dogs, and cats, and peacocks, and chickens, and rabbits, and a big turkey, and geese, and... A PIG!
I immediately had to hold it. It was love a first sight It was so cute and tiny and black and furry. I just wanted to squeeze it, and play with it, and hold it, and take it for long walks... on the beach... and we could have been best friends! I was feeling awkward sitting in a group of people, and me being the only one not talking. So I went outside and got the little piggy.
Later, he was nibbling on my shirt and my finger. Then he fell asleep in my arms.
I just feel like SCREAMING with excitement!!
I was on this day, 10 months ago, at JJ Muggs, after the football game, the we probably lost, the night we celebrated Josh Harris's 16th birthday, that I asked Margaret Elizabeth Cook to be my girlfriend, she greatly excepted. =D hehe I was so happy!
To this day, I love her so much. More than she would ever understand. There is no greater feeling than being in love.
IheartMARGARETelizabethCOOKsoSOsoSOveryMUCHforeverANDever!
I<3MEC
current mood:  sick
current music: My stomach
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| Thursday, August 12th, 2004
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6:02 pm - The highlight of my day....
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I am sitting in lunch, in a booth with Marc Edgar, and two black kids walk up, and sit down next to me and the first guy says, "Youz got any money, dawg?"
"Nope!" I reply.
So then the second guys asks Marc the same. "Youz got any money, dawg?"
"Naw man." Marc replies.
So then the black guy says. "Yall look alike, yall is brothas? Yall must be cuz' I think yall look alike to me."
So then I said, "That's funny! Because I think all you guys look the same to me too."
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| Wednesday, August 11th, 2004
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5:05 pm - El primer día de la escuela
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I woke up this morning, and I got ready really quick, only to find that I went back to bed after I was ready.
I got there and I saw Chris, and then I went to look for Margaret. I found her with the cluster of Band kids that socialize in front of the Band room doors.
My classes are alright, I guess. Band was fun, Mr. Hill talked all day about books. Mrs Henry is messing the school up.
When I got to lunch, I sat at the "Band Table" and we talked about the Band mating call, "Band, band, band, band!!" Two seconds later, a swarm of Band kids flock to the table. After we separate the Band, from the Guitar kids, and the "Music Appreciation" kids... we establish a Band mascot. Who could we possibly choose.... humm.... Anthony Gazzola maybe?
As we continue to talk about him, (He is two chairs down) he has no clue what we are discussing. So Tracie says, "He doesn't hear anything except FSU and Drum Major." So I say, "Anthony... Band, band, band.. FSU Drum Major!!" Immediately, he stops the conversation with who he was speaking with, and darts his head at us.
Point made.
Overall, the first day of school was Ok.
=(
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| Tuesday, August 10th, 2004
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7:54 pm
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Today, I went shopping with the Harris family at the Palm Beach Gardens Mall.
Josh, Tara, and I went into Build-a-Bear and... Built a bear. Josh made a bear for Tara, and I made Unicorn, (Which I named CRYMEC) for Margaret. They stuffed it, and I put a heart in it, and made a sound that says, "I love you". I can't wait to give it to her. It was going to be tonight, but she called me and said that she was on her way to work. =(
It was fun. First, Me, Josh, and Tara went to Hollister. We shopped around in there a while until his sister, Jamie, and his mom came... then it took forever.
I helped pick out outfits for them, I made them look GOOD.
Then we went to eat. Chinese foooood
Then, We went into Pacific Sun-wear to look for some shoes, and a belt. We got the shoes and the belt, but Jamie wanted another belt. So Jamie and I went looking for a belt, which we found at Sears.
She was so hard to shop with, at Hollister, she didn't like anything that her mom or I picked out. Unlike Josh. He just finds something his size, and he gets it.
Tonight, I am going to drop off the Unicorn off at Margaret's house. I can't wait!
I think school starts tomorrow. I am getting that hunch. At the mall, there were signs everywhere that said, "Back to school". I feel it's that time again. Time to turn a new leaf? Time for all work, no play? No, it's, it's.... IT'S GAME TIME BABY!
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| Sunday, August 8th, 2004
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6:29 pm
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| Saturday, August 7th, 2004
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10:29 pm - I almost lost a finger..!..!..!..!
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Today, I did some work around the house.
First, I swept the floors, and did some laundry. Then, I went outside and pressured cleaned the driveway.... While I was doing it, I decided to adjust the speed of the water. While I was adjusting, I accidentally squeezed the trigger. With me finger less than one half on an inch away, I got hit with 2000 PSI of high speed water. It sliced acut in my finger. It bled everywhere on the driveway that I was cleaning.
OUCH!!
While I was pressure caleaning.... since I love Margaret so much, and I wanted to make it known to everybody that I do.... I pressurized "CY <3 MC" in the sidewalk.
I have learned that it is the little things that count.
There is someone REALLY important in my life, and Ladies and Gentlemen.... Her name is
Margaret Elizabeth Cook ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
ilysmmec mtyweu
She doesn't know exactly how much I love her. I tell her, but it's a lie, becuase the beautiful facial expression she gives me when I tell her, I fall in love even more with her.
So you see... she couldn't possibly ever understand.
Tonight, I took her out to see "The Notebook", which we both cried. Then, to Mario the Baker. We had gazillions of fun.
Tomorrow, we are going to have a bigamazillion more fun than we did tonight!
..and you can quote me on it..
current mood:  jubilant
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| Sunday, August 1st, 2004
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8:18 pm - A poem that gives you goosebumps! .....and my day!
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A drunk man in an Oldsmobile, They said had run the light That caused the six-car pileup On 109 that night.
When broken bodies lay about, And blood was everywhere, The sirens screamed out eulogies, For death was in the air.
A mother, trapped inside her car, Was heard above the noise; Her plaintive plea near split the air: "Oh, God, please spare my boys!"
She fought to loose her pinned hands; She struggled to get free, But mangled metal held her fast, In grim captivity.
Her frightened eyes then focused, On where the back seat once had been, But all she saw was broken glass and Two children's seats crushed in.
Her twins were nowhere to be seen; She did not hear them cry, And then she prayed they'd been
thrown free, "Oh, God, don't let them die!"
Then firemen came and cut her loose, But when they searched the back, They found there in no little boys, But the seat belts were intact.
They thought the woman had gone mad. And was traveling alone, But when they turned to question her, they discovered she was gone.
Policemen saw her running wild, and screaming above the noise.
In beseeching supplication, "Please help me find my boys!
They're four years old and wear blue shirts; Their jeans are blue to match. One cop spoke up, "They're in my car, And they don't have a scratch.
They said their daddy put them there, And gave them each a cone, Then told them both to wait for Mom, To come and take them home.
"I've searched the area high and low, But I can't find their dad. He must have fled the scene, I guess, and that is very bad."
The mother hugged the twins and said, While wiping at a tear, "He could not flee the scene, you see, For he's been dead a year."
The cop just looked confused and asked, "Now, how can that
be true?" The boys said, "Mommy, Daddy came and left a kiss for you.
He told us not to worry, and that you would be all right. And then he put us
in this car with the pretty, flashing light.
We wanted him to stay with us, Because we miss him so, but Mommy, he just hugged us tight and said he had to go.
He said someday we'd understand, and told us not to fuss, and
he said to tell you, Mommy, He's watching over us."
The mother knew without a doubt that what they spoke was true. For she recalled their dad's last words, "I will watch over you."
The firemen's notes could not explain the twisted, mangled car, and how the three of them escaped without a single scar.
But on the cop's report was scribed, In print so very fine, An angel walked the beat tonight on Highway 109.
"He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare "
The 7 Second Prayer, Just repeat this phrase and see how God moves... "
Lord, I love you and I need you, come into my heart, and bless me, my family, my home, and my friends, in Jesus' name. Amen. "
Today, I was supposed to go school shopping, but instead we drove all the way to the Palm Beach Mall.... just to buy a pair of Dickies for my little brother.
What ever.
My back hurts from an intense work out with Mrs. Cook. She is tougher than I am. Whoa buddy, I need a massage.
Who invented (or discovered) the English language?
Who says falling was supposed to hurt?
I fell in love, and I am not hurt!
I love Margaret 4 life. B.F.F.E
IheartYOU <3
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| Wednesday, July 28th, 2004
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9:48 pm - A day of dogs, Band, haircuts, and running.
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Today, like everyday, I woke up with one thing on my agenda: Band camp.
In the morning, Chris came and picked me up for camp; along the way we stopped at Casey's house to pick her up. Upon arrival, we encountered a mean dog.... I hate big dogs.
Any-who, Band was boring. I did'nt do anything but teach a freshmen how to march. Which is OK I guess... I don't have to be out in block.
Why does Florida have to be so hot? Is there a rule the says it? It is muggy on the football field. There were bugs and gnats and dragonflies everywhere; today, I swear I saw a bee mating. ....So thats how they do it....
The Band Parents messed up the food order at Taco Bell, so I ended up eating like seven tacos.
I almost have the halftime show memorized. I know the "Robin Hood" opener just about, I know "Featherbed" basically, and "Where is the Love" ... Well, I know the first few measures... if that counts...
I saw a girl that went to the same elementary school as I did: Stephen Foster.
After camp, Margaret, Chris, and Adrianne came over to my house and we chilled and went to get some haircuts. It took forever to get it cut, there were only three people working. Even with the wait... I look good. While we were there, the RPBHS Cross Country team ran by us in the parking lot, so.... I decided to join them on their quest. I took my shirt off and ran across Crestwood Boulevard with the team. Go Me!!
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| Sunday, July 25th, 2004
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9:55 pm - My week
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Band, Band, Band, Band, Band, Band!!!
Band camp was all of last week: Monday-Friday; 8am-5pm
I switched from Baritone, to Tuba. Mr. Hill said that he needed some more Tuba players, and since Baritone players make the best Tuba players (Josh Harris for example, he is really good) I was called upon to join the "Big Dawgs" of Royal Palm Beach High School: the Tuba section.
Everyday Margaret Elizabeth's mother picked us up and had food waiting for my little stomach. Yummy...... The Cooks' have a fine taste of food.
I have bruise on my neck and my hip. Another Tuba abrasion
I haven't seen my dad in almost a week. =( He is off in the far lands of Ft. Lauderdale doing some 'Top Secret' Little League business.
You know when you do something at the time you think that it is right, then you end up regretting it later?
Well.... Last week, I squirted Sabrina (Margaret's little sister's best friend) with the hose while I was washing her mom's truck.
At the time it felt right because she has always given me a hard time, and I wanted to get back at her (in a non-hurtful way). I honestly did it just to make her laugh, and joke around a little, but as it turns out... I was wrong.
On week later, here I am, getting put on the spot for my actions.
Moral of story: When it comes to kids, you're better off keeping your squirting hose confined" -CY
current mood: listless
current music: RPBHS 2004 Show
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| Friday, July 16th, 2004
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12:47 pm - Singer Island..... Here I come!
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Today, I get to have the privilege by joining the Cooks` on one of their exciting vacations. Yeeeaaa-Yuuuhhh
We are going to Singer Island.
As most of you probably know, I have only been here just under a year. Everything that I get excited about, you have probably already done many times before. Such as: City Place, Clematis, Singer Island, meeting new friends, Peacocks in the Albertsons parking lot (Somehow, I feel a connection between me and them) S'mores and allot more things that I look forward to doing.
I don't get included in too many activities with different people.
I am always up for new things.
Maybe, I'm not presentable.... is that it?
I am proud of the friends I have.
I don't need any of you!
Except Margaret. I love her
=l
current mood:  anxious
current music: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! YA!
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| Wednesday, July 14th, 2004
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12:49 pm
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You don't realize what you have until it's gone. You should count your blessings, and be grateful for the things you have. You also shouldn't take things for granted, or people for that matter.
I know that you are hurt, and feel really bad right now. But I feel that everyone deserves a second, third, fourth, or even a tenth chance(but not right away, things take time); because what can happen in the long run, is always better.
I don't know if I should even be writing this, but I felt that you should know.
current mood: depressed
current music: Jackson 5: "I Want You Back"
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| Saturday, July 10th, 2004
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5:33 pm - My day
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I am exhausted. I worked at Margaret's house today. It was fun, I got to eat, swim in the pool, and watch TV. I honestly had a blast.
First: Me and Marge's mom went to the dump to drop off the old junk we had pulled from her house. The dump stank.
Then: We came back, I gave their whole yard a haircut. It was in desperate need of it. Marge put a wet towel over my head....awww
Lastly..(lastly?): I relaxed in the pool, only to go inside and have a turkey sandwich. Yummy.
I am still at her house, and I just got done cleaning Margaret's room, and I am still waiting for my dad to come home from Ft. Lauderdale. OK, well we are going to leave now....
IheartYOUmargeSOsoSOmuchSOmuchTHATyouWILLneverKNOWWW
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| Friday, July 9th, 2004
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10:56 pm - Love......
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If you haven't already known, I am deeply in love with the most WONDERFUL and OUTSTANDING and PRETTIEST and SUPER-DUPER-DIGITY-AL-TACTULAREST girl in the whole wide world.... Margaret Cook
Margaret and I have been together for almost 9 months: Everyday a blast, falling deeper in love with her as the seconds tic away on the clock. She is my Soul Mate, my one~AND~only, and most of all... she is my most bestest friend in the whole wide world. She is always there when I need her. She is in my head, and in my heart, all the time. Not a second passes when I'm not thinking about her.
We have ESP...N! She knows how I am feeling, and what I am thinking, and what I am going to say even before I say it! Sometimes, we even say the same thing ant the same time. Weird? Nope...just love
We were together everyday this week, she has been my nurse since I have been out of the hospital because my neck hurts. I love her. Sometimes, I find myself smiling for hours while we talk the night away.... =)
She always knows what to say to make me happy: She has a way with words. "It bit me momma, the squirrel bit me" she once said when she was younger, with her high pitched little girl voice.... It makes my heart melt. If you have squirrels come up to you, then you must be really special.
iHEARTyou MEC ilyvvvm
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2:32 pm - ugh.....
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I am feeling really bad right now.
If you did'nt already hear about what had happened... Its all starts with, "This one time, at band camp"... I had a little accident on sunday. I passed out up at the FSU Marching Band Leadership Camp. I haven't had anything to drink that day, or anything to eat really.... All I remember is that I was waiting in line, with Jamayne, for the final registration of camp. I was hungry and I remember seeing pizza guys carry pizza right passed me. The some girl (which for her safety we shall call her "Rachael") called my name.
Thats all I remember... and just like that, I am being wheeled out of the ambulance. I spent the whole day in the hospital, 1pm-11pm. Just to let you know who a good friend is, Jamayne stayed at the hospital with me a few hours. I went through two doctors: the first doctor made it seem like I was going to die, he said that I have a blood clot and that the lower half of my heart was weak and that it had high pressure that was building up, and if I did'nt get it fixed that I could die.... =( So my dad told him to find another doctor. The second doctor was pretty cool, he said the I should go on an I.V., I sucked the whole bag down in like 5 minutes, then the first doctor came in and said that it would be OK for me to go home. So I sat up and got of the bed, and I passed out again. That is when my dad told the doctor not to come back. The second doctor came in and gave me another I.V. and gave me some food and juice, and talked to me a for a little bit alone, and I told him about my life and what problems I have. (I'm not weird if you're thinking that) He talked to me about dieting: the right and wrong ways to do it.
Well I'm glad that thats all over now. My neck still hurts, and my eyeballs feel soft, but other than that....I'm OK! I am really grateful for life and family and friends.
I love Margaret Elizabeth Cook so much. I think..no, I know, that we are perfect for each other and that we will never be apart...EVER <3
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| Friday, June 18th, 2004
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I love you Collin Riley!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I love you too Margaret Elizabeth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
current mood: loved
current music: Thursday and Earth, Wind, and Fire
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| Wednesday, June 9th, 2004
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5:57 pm - My Bad Week
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ALlot has happened since the last time I updated my journal. I guess part of of updating means you have to be up-to-date. I'm always a little slow. Yesterday, I went to the DMV to get my drivers license, and FAILED. I did it in my dad's van......I think thats why......hmmmmmm. Let me think.....BIG VAN, little space. BIG VAN, little space. They just don't go together. Today, from 9:30-4:30, I was in the band room renting instruments to all the little freshmen. Hahahaha, I'm evil! Actually, I'm daddy's little angel 0=)...purrr purrrr. Me and Margaret are Super-Duper-Doo-Da-Dee-Dae. Absolutely wonderful! Nothing could get any better in my life now. =) Our eight month anniversary is on the 17th. In October, we will be together for.....1 YEAR!!! YEEEAAAA-YUUUHHHHH ILYVVVMMEC!
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current music: IN THE STONE!!!
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