August 2010
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RULES: 1. Put Your iTunes/iPod, Windows Media Player (etc…) on Shuffle. 2. For each question, press the next button, and the title of that song is your answer. 3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS 4. Put any comments in [brackets] after the song name
Are you male or female? i am- every avenue
Describe yourself! dear maria, count me in- all time low
What do...
blua:
I’m Ready | Jack’s Mannequin
disposablesouls:
and you can think of me, when you forget your seatbelt,
and again;
when your head goes through the windshield.
played at my first football game last night :)
for band. haha
day THIRTY- one last moment.
he grabs her folder and pencil pouch. while doing so he goes, “i’m going to take your folder…pencil pouch…”, she reaches for her stuff. he finished the sentence, “..and your hand.” he grabs her wrist. she looks at him, he looks at her. she slides her wrist out of his grip and into his hands. another girl looks at them and says, “oh..what?” she...
day twenty- nine- your aspriations
truthfully, i don’t know. i want to be a photographer, a vet, a doctor, a marine biologist, a scientist, a musician, an artist. i don’t know exactly.
day twenty-eight- something you miss
i miss recess. i miss the carefreeness of it all. i miss playing tag. i miss the stupid fights my friends and i got into. i miss having people p.o.ed at you because in chalk you wrote their name in a heart with another name as a joke. i miss my friends from elementary.
day twenty-seven- your favorite place.
in his arms.
the ocean.
nature.
day twenty-six- your fears
spiders
escalators
being alone
unstable heights.
there are probably more.
day twenty-five- a first
yesterday. my first day of high school.
day twenty- four- something that makes you cry
sad or happy movies/books/stories.
day twenty-three- something that make you feel...
a hug
day twenty- two- something that upsets you
i don’t get irritated easily, but i dislike when people are rude. they say their opinions on the things where they have no room to talk.
day twenty-one- another moment.
she is sitting a couch cushion away from him. she looks over at him. he holds his hand out for her to grab onto. she quickly enfolds her hand in his. they seem to fit together just right. the boy and the girl seem at ease and comfortable with each other. low key. she gets a test message, he lets go of her hand, knowing that she’ll need both hands to reply. there they are again, separated...
day twenty- this month
this month was the mark of us being us for six months. <3. that night you told me that you wanted it to last till we die.
day nineteen- something you regret.
canada. that makes no sense to anyone else, but that’s alright. that’s what i want. i regret it though.
day eighteen- favorite birthday
hmm, truthfully, i don’t have one. they all just kinda run together.
day seventeen- favorite memory
anything reminiscent from when i was younger or just a good time in general.
day sixteen- your first kiss
……..
yeah, let’s leave it at that.
day fifteen- my dreams
my dream are very weird. they make no sense half the time.
day fourteen- what i wore today
i’ll show you what i wore yesterday.
looked like that ^^ but weren’t those.
and my navy low-tops.
day thirteen- this week
i started school. i like it.
this SCHOOL week(three days..started on wednesday), i’ve gotten no hugs.
this entire week, i’ve gotten one.
this week, i met a new person.
this week, i learned new things.
this week, i wrote an incredibly long note.
day twelve- what's in my bag
what’s in my bag? umm, well, normally i would have my wallet, chapstick, loose change, cool rock(s) i found somewhere, possibly a bottle of gatorade or an empty bottle, my library card, candy, snacks, food, homework. just depends on the day. right now, my bag died, and my other bag is currently a bookbag.
day eleven- siblings
i have one brother. his name is brandt. the “d” is silent, pronounced brant. he is nine years and two days older than me, to be exact. he is cool. i like to hang out with him. we enjoy making fun of the ridiculous lyrics to some rap songs. we watch tv. we get along like friends, not siblings.
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day ten- what you wore today
with a gray under t-shirt. yeah.
day nine- my beliefs
what beliefs? i don’t want to shout them across the internet. i don’t even know half of my beliefs, anyhow.
day eight- a moment
she looks at him. he looks at her. they’re making eye contact. you can almost feel the intensity of it from across the room. his eyes are open wide, and you can see they are bright blue. her eyes are, too, open wide, but where as his are blue, her eyes are darker, brownish green. she has glasses, they’re black. she’s looking through the top of them, because he is a lot taller...
day seven- my best friend
leslie and melissa. they are amazing. oh jeez, i don’t know what i’d do without them. i miss melissa, i never see her this year. leslie in virginia so i barely see her too. :( they are always there for me. nothing can ever bring us apart. you always give me non-partial advice (a.k.a. just telling me to do what i think is best) which is the best advice. you guys know me so well....
day six- my day.
went like this:
6:00 a.m. - got up got ready for school
6:48 a.m.- went to bus stop
7:10 a.m.- got to school, went to locker, saw alex, walked around school
7:40- school started, i was in french
8:30- advisory
8:45- study hall
9:40- history
10:35-science
11:30-english
12:05- lunch
12:35-english
1:00- geometry
1:55- band
2:40- bus
3:00- home.
day five- my definition of love
first of all, there is no ONE definition. it’s different for everyone. there are also different types of love. there is a difference between being in love and loving someone. you can love a person but not be in love with them, and possibly even vice versa. love is a burst of happiness when you see them. a safe, comforting feeling being in their arms. hugs that feel like everything bad and...
day four- what i ate today.
i had chicken nuggets, french fries, apple, brownie muffin, tiny bit of cinnamon roll. gatorade, milk, and water to drink.
day three- my parents
they’re cool. they’re there for me in everything i do. 100%. they’ll back me up. they give me freedom. let me do what i want, most of the time, within reason. they help me if i need, give me advice.
day two- your first love
well, that would be, truly, alex. he’s amazing. funny. tall. has the most AMAZING eyes. nice. sweet. yeah, yeah, yeah. you get it. he likes to kid around. he is always cracking jokes. though, when he’s deep in thought he’s quiet. he knows people before he really knows them. he’s good at reading people. he notices my moods by mannerisms. this kid is the only person...
day one- introduce yourself
hi, i’m katie. i hate introducing myself. especially at school. my voice gets all quiet like i can’t talk loud, but i really can, trust me. my real name’s kathryn, NEVER call me that. in french class, my french name was decided to be Catherine. (Cat-erine) I chose the name on purpose. i hate study hall. i’m afraid to be alone. i hate when i’m ignored. i’m a...
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Day 01 – Introduce yourself. Day 02 – Your first love. Day 03 – Your parents. Day 04 – What you ate today. Day 05 – Your definition of love. Day 06 – Your day. Day 07 – Your best friend. Day 08 – A moment. Day 09 – Your beliefs. Day 10 – What you wore today. Day 11 – Your siblings. Day 12 –…
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