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Scarlet
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Aug 15, 2011 09:56PM
Wait! I might be on, let me go check.
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fine. don't be on!!
if you aren't on you don't get a roll of paper towels covered in glitter and unicorn stickers. whatever. your choice. *crosses arms*
Wait I decided to be on but, I did that anyways.
Are you coming to meet the teacher night?
Me too. *crosses fingers* i'll be fine as long as i don't get ms. esparza.
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xD
I didn't hate her though, she was fine. :]
The only reason I hated her was because she hated me.
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I tried to be nice to her but, that didn't work so I gave up and hated her.
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But seldom do they ever look in my eyes..
That song will not leave my head.
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Small, unsure, beautiful, breakable.....
Oh what?
what song?
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Porcelain Doll by Megan McCauley.
CoolI have She's A Bad Mama Jama stuck in my head. Lol i'm an 80s girl at heart.
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lol. but, nice.
idk i decided to be strange and insaneXD
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From deciding what to call my family.
I am from crying and dancing on stage at the same time.
From looking at the pictures on the fridge and remembering the moments.
I am from cooking at my grandparents' house.
From Macaroni and tomatoes.
I'm from going to Wal-mart as a zombie on Halloween,
and another time wearing a cloak.... not on Halloween.
From going to the bathroom and running out because of a cockroach.
I'm from going to my friend's house to watch glee.
From having to switch schools.
I am from the ground below. A vine stretching itself to the sky;
defending itself against those who want to tear it down.
does that sound like a good poem? i have to write an
"i am from" poem for school.
Mine's stupid... All it is about is lacrosse and the the teacher looked at it and she was like, "You... Want the WHOLE thing to be about lacrosse?"
Then she was like "Yeah it's... Good." Apparently she doesn't like it. -_-
That's okay. Here it is: I am from yellow patches of grass that cover the field.
I am the adrenaline pumping through my vains, waiting for the whistle.
I am the hands gripping the stick, never letting go.
I am the defense, making sure no one gets past me.
I am the ball, easily scooping into the stick.
I am the feet, pounding against the hard ground.
I am the coach yelling to go all the way.
I am arms, cradling like there's no tomorrow.
I am the ball flying through the air and zooming into the net.
I am the teammates, celebrating with excitement.
I am the girl who never gave up.
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she was sitting on the couch all sprawled out and i wanted to sit there so i was trying to make her scoot a little bit to the side and she wouldn't and so now i'm laying on her and she doesn't seem to care. xD
Winter ϟ Marie wrote: "That's awesome! Both of yours! Idk, Gabi...Your teacher's crazy."Awww thanks!
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Lol... Nice...? Idk how to respond to that.
