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Alotta my pals say that I am pretty random, and i like to think out side of the box alot. Im pretty crazy but not in the straight jacket sorta way ya kno. I like to send letters to my friends cuz everyone likes to get real mail every once and a while. I also like to leave messages on answering machines. Those are a few joys in my life. Another joy in my life is my friends. They put happy into my life just being there. They are my favorite people and I would do anything for them. There are many other joys in my life such as my dog and writing. There are sum downs too but the good stuff makes up for it. Ya can't let the bad bring ya down too much bcuz then life gets a little harder everyday cuz its just bringin ya down. Movin on, Im kinda spastic and goofy and thats aways fun. I like to have fun and smile and have a good time. I'm never usually serious but sometimes I am when I write. Other than that, I usually am never serious cuz its just not me. It would just be weird. But hey I'm weird too and sponaneous so ya never know what to expect outta me I am just a firecracker that just never stops goin. Ya think the pop stops but no it keeps on goin. I can also be refered to as spark plug cuz i dunno i guess im sparky but okay. Thats about all the main stuff, you'll learn the rest in time.
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I dunno what happened...but it's cool. I suddenly have more choices when I blog...and wow...it's kinda one of those moments where you're just like...okay?
I'm really out of it. I feel like shit...literally. Those little sammiches...not too cute and friendly a day later. There's this little fox that's been hangin out in the ditch in front of my house. Freaks me out cuz I'd hate to be the first to see it hit by a car zooming by. Worse yet, let it make a family and take over our yard. My hair is flippy. I like it but to a point...only cuz it doesnt fully let me take control of it. It lives on its own...and it's getting back at me for attacking it with sheers. Hell, I was bored and I needed a change dammit...I was having fun. It looks fine, I did good. Didnt know exactly what I was doing but it ended up really nice. The 'C' word has come up again in my family. I thought it was over long ago. It took the steady rock in our family, the strongest thread...it took my best friend in the whole world. Now it wants more. The family is freaking out. Everyone is getting check ups. The fear has returned. We're visiting my grampa a lot more these days. Twice in one week...when had the opprotunity since the funeral. I get the fulfillment of his presence whenever I visit, like he is actually there...human form to my memory...just waiting to see me. He was a very loving man, everyone loved his company. And even now, the birds even enjoy stopping at his bird feeder to give him a visit. We went on friday and my ma filled the feeder all the way. Then we went again on sunday, and it was empty. Goes to show, when you're physically gone...you're not spiritually gone. I know it may sound dumb but I think the birds raid that feeder because there is no better company elsewhere. You know when people say that the best friendship is the one where you can sit in silence and then leave feeling like you've had the best conversation in a long time? Yea, I left kinda like that. There may have been no other choice but we were talking...mentally maybe...but it was the best conversation ever. I could tell my gramma felt the same way too. We miss him. But the nice thing is, you can find little pieces of him in other people he has had a deep impact on. And that would be everyone he knows. When I see my family, I can find those little pieces...and it's like he's there, right there in that person for a split second. But he's always around me and my family...free... I didnt really know who to talk to today. Seemed like everyone was doing their own thing and I missed it. Today was just a day I wanted to talk...I dunno what about...anything though. Just veg or cuddle (cuz I felt like shit anyway after consuming those sammiches) and talk about stuff. But instead, I sat ashamed in front of the TV wondering if there was anyone feeling the same way I was. And maybe we coulda hung out and talked lol's. I wanna go places...meet new people...I wanna see what this country has for me. I wanna go to a local concert in a town I dont even live in. Technically, it wont be local for me...but it's local for them. I wanna hear what their local bands are like...how Nirvana and such inspired them to be that unique sound they have and what makes it possibly different than our local bands. I want to see how other people act and what they do on their spare time. I wanna know their beliefs on things. I want to meet the world. Jenny at 7:49 PM
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