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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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Home is just a name for a place we feel most comfortable. It's just a name. What puts meaning to the name is the people who make up this place called home, what it consists of...why does it bring such good feeling?
As already stated previously, I am home. And normally, that would just be a relief. Home...I know I am there because I recognize it. I dont feel it until I communicate with the locals. Sometimes...I just come home. The only reason I know it is that it's my address...and for the time permitting, I am there. It's my permanent housing, thats all. But this time, it was different. I got home this time not knowing what to expect when I got there. Home is just the same, but what is consists of changes in time. I don't exactly know what people think of me or my company.. so while I was gone, I felt gone. Erased temporarily till I return. But im wrong. I was missed by close friends, and it was this new feeling...I wasnt used to it..I just felt wanted. Everything seemed new again, like revived...and seeing/talking to people...it was like the first time in ages! And thats when I knew I was home. It wasnt just a name anymore...home...I felt it. I felt the warm comfort of being home, I felt reunited with the people I could only just think of all week...I felt whole again. All my puzzle pieces put back into place neatly...my smile wasnt empty...I was full to the brim with happiness and love. My face hurt but it felt so good. That surprise visit and stealin me away from the rents...priceless. My cabin fever broke...I am home. I did have a weird cabin dream tho...but I am no longer all Wisconsin-freaky. Über funny to make fun of tho..Im so mean to wisconsinians...damn farmers...lol's STOP CROPPING ON US! Hahaha =P "San Fransicians? San Fransicinians? What would you call them? San Fransicans?" All in all, yesterday was just a wonderful welcome back...I missed all of you so much. I heart you guys, head to toe =D Jenny at 3:22 PM
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