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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 wish I knew how to quit you'
I want to slam my head through my desk... --- You know, it's one thing to get really passionate about something mentally--for example, me writing all the time But it's a whole other thing when you are passionate for something physically. That's what I really admire about athletes. I loved the prep and practice we'd do for field hockey. It just pumped me up. Actually, no, it sucked because I wasn't a huge fan of the sport. But the team was great. And the coach changed my life. But to be on a team for a sport that you really care about, and practice avidly and work out just for that sport...all this prep for this one sport...that is beautiful. I would run like fuck for soccer. I would work my body for all it's worth for that sport. I've never had the chance to play it--like really play it--but I can just feel it in my blood. I would really dedicate myself for it. I would run. I would work out. I would practice long hours. I love getting excited over things that I love. And the thing about soccer is that you can really love it and put your all into it and feel great without it ever loving you back. I can put my all into something and simply enjoy the outcome. Soccer and me. Me and soccer. Working harder everyday to better my game, better myself. And I can practice by myself, too. Running, dribbling, juggling the ball. Soccer can never let me down. I can only let me down. And I would hate to let me down. I would be pissed. And I have to LIVE with myself--I can't be pissed. Even I'll admit that's ugly. That's the beauty of sports. Only I can let me down. Maybe it's an early adult crisis but I really want to fucking lose myself in soccer and really put my all into it. I want to train, practice, and play. I want to become so exausted by the excerise that I fall asleep in the shower after a long day. I want to feel sore, eat lots of carbs, and drink like a fish (gatorade and water, of course). Just for me. I want this. I think it'll be good for me. --- You're killin' me, doll. Jenny at 3:16 AM
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