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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 couldn't give him an appropriate hug (being in a car and all), so I decided to give him a 'hand hug' (hand shake). And as we were 'hand hugging' (shaking hands), everything just when into slowmotion. We were shaking hands for quite some time and I couldn't tell whether it was me not letting go or him. Honestly, at that time, I forgot all together when to stop shaking hands...I believe I tried to innitiate the transaction once or twice...but then gave up all together. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to let go in the first place. I wasn't even sure if he wanted to let go. There were so many things I wasn't sure of at the moment...but it was okay this time. All these things I didn't know, it didn't matter. We were both on the same page and had this newfound understanding of each other. Did it really matter how long we shook hands? No, it's indifferent. It's merely the idea that niether of us really let go for that period of time and simply let the moment live a little bit longer.
I walked away with some of the nicest feelings. I don't necessarily know what they mean, but they are nice. No need to question them. I find comfort in this person. Lots of comfort. This weekend was wonderful. I got a haircut. My sister and I are finally beginning to get along. I told her I loved her for the first time in very long time. I know I said how I dont say it unless I mean it. The fact that I haven't told her in such a long time doesnt mean I didnt love her or didnt want to tell her, only that I've never told her outloud for that span of time. Contentment. Jenny at 9:18 PM
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