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[Apr. 29th, 2006|08:45 pm] |
So, I just got really pissed at this girl on myspace. I know it serves me right for having myspace, but still, i was REALLY angry... but I'm good now.
And I have to say Gabrielle's party was awesomely awesome
And I'm really gonna miss the following next year: Kirby, Emerson, and Henry. Because I just figured out how incredibly nice they really are. And now I'm going to have to get all their emails because they are so awesome. |
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[Feb. 10th, 2006|10:06 pm] |
The dance was tonight. I was pretty mad because they cut it short because basketball had a game tomorrow. How stupid is that? I mean really, if they have a game then they can just not go instead of making the rest of us leave early too. Really, come on. Anyway, it was so much fun. Laura was there, so were Drake and Neal from 6th grade. We danced so much, I think I danced more in those two and a half hours than I usualy do at the whole 4 hour dances. Taylor said she needed a punishment because she wasn't dancing, so Lydia and I asked Fletcher for her for the next slow dance. He didn't dance that time, but the next time he came up and asked her to dance. It was so cute!!!!!! After that there were about ten minutes left and I still hadn't danced with anyone, so the last dance of the night I danced with Emerson. He was so nice the whole time and everything!!!! We talked and everything and it was great. It really was. There better be another dance because I love those. I love all the people there and everything too. And that reminds me, I think he is going to Spain with us too! Let's think. Jonathan, Cliff, Emerson, Devon and Thomas? I think that's right. I know Jonathan Devon and Thomas are. Oh yeah Emerson is too because when we were working on forms and he had a broken arm. Poor guy, he hurts himself so often it's amazing he's still alive. This year he has already broken his arm, and busted the vein in his head and who knows what else that he isn't letting onto. Awww I love guys that are as sweet as him. I really do. I mean, he's really smart and all, but he's so little too, it's like you kind of have to love guys like that. Jonathan too, only he's not really smart so you have to love him because you have to take care of people like him. |
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[Feb. 4th, 2006|09:49 pm] |
let's see if this works... |
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[Feb. 4th, 2006|07:12 pm] |
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WE ROCKED! AGAIN! The second show was AWESOME, and everything went wonderfully. I'm really sad to see it over, but today Taylor and I were talking about getting an agent, so maybe we can be in something else again soon. Just as long as we're still on stage, preferably together, then I guess I'm happy. Everybody says we did a great job etc. etc., and I agree. I was really looking forward to getting to see Mr. and Mrs. Sieburg and baby Ellie, but they didn't end up comming. Maybe they'll come to the spring concert instead. It would have been really great if they could have though. They would have loved it. All I can say for now is that I wish it could go on at least a little longer, and I hope there's some more stuff to do soon. |
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[Feb. 2nd, 2006|07:45 pm] |
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So, the first performance of Annie was this morning. We ROCKED! We were AWESOME! Oh yeah! The energy up there was AMAZING, and everyone did wonderfully. So much energy it could have gotten dangerous. We have another performance tomorrow night, and me and Allison are loosing our voices. Taylor too. Hopefully if we just make sure to keep drinking water and stay on voice rest until tomorrow we'll be ok for the performance. Hopefully. This is so much fun! I'm thinking of going back into music lessons just for the extra stage time. I love the stage so much. It's great up there with the lights on you, and you know that everyone is there just to see and hear YOU. That no matter how badly you mess up everyone will still love you for it, no matter what, it's just one mistake, and next time you're up there you'll nail it and they'll love you even more. And the energy! God I can't stop going on about the energy. It's amazing for that hour you're up there you feel like you'll never come down off that high. I know I'll never stop performing now more than I ever have before. Just got to work in all that other stuff I'm good at too and I've got myself a career! |
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| Our Heaven |
[Jan. 31st, 2006|09:07 pm] |
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| | These Words, Our Heaven, Here Today | ] |
I wrote this a few minutes ago. I finished at about 7:50 or so. It's not finished yet, but I just want to say to anyone who might be out there reading into my mind right now, don't even think about taking this as your own. I have a copyright for it, and even if I didn't have a copyright, you get an automatic copyright for posting stuff on the internet, so "These words are my own, from my heart flow." It's not all mine. The bit from Here Today is from Paul's Here Today, but it fit nicely so I borrowed it. It's not like I'll be recording soon enough that I can't replace it beforehand, but still, I like it.
Our Heaven
She spends her days inside the corners of her mind,
Trying to make it better than the one that she was given.
Wanting just a little something special.
Maybe something that she then could call her heaven.
She spends her nights finding something to hold onto,
And all she needed was a little peice of you.
Holding onto just the corners of a smile,
Wants to hold him, if only for a while.
She's dreaming of a heaven,
A heaven would be whole.
She's dreaming of a heaven,
A heaven to call home.
He spends his days inside the corners of a building,
Corners literal this time.
Clockwatching, waiting for a call that he could never answer,
But when he would, he knew he'd find himself in heaven.
He spends his nights performing, dreaming of her memory,
And all he had was just a little peice of you.
Holding onto just the corners of a smile,
Wants to hold her, if only for a while.
He's dreaming of a heaven,
A heaven would be whole.
Without her, won't end up in heaven,
A heaven to call home.
They meet each other at the airport.
Catch another to LA
Sit together on the airplane,
Wait until another day, to say,
I'm dreaming of a heaven,
A heaven to be whole.
Without you I can't get to heaven,
My heaven isn't home.
Without you.
I'm dreaming of a heaven,
A heaven will be whole.
Now we're together I'm in heaven,
Until it's time to just go home.
Alone.
I love you, I love you.
What about the time we met? Well I suppose you could say we were playing hard to get. Didn't understand a thing, but we could always sing. What about the night we cried? Because there wasn't any reason left to keep it all inside. Never understood a word, but you were always there. With a smile. And if I say I really loved you, And was glad you came along, for you were here today, for you were in my song. Here today.
In my heaven to be whole.
Here today in my heaven.
So we can call this heaven home. |
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[Jan. 30th, 2006|09:39 pm] |
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| | Whiskey Lullaby | ] |
Yeah, that's definatley what I'm going to do. |
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[Jan. 30th, 2006|09:30 pm] |
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I think I am going to make this a journal/place to keep some of my poetry/songs and short stories. Maybe I'll seperate them if I can, but for now I'm still figuring out how this works. |
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