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Thursday, March 29, 2007
8:42 PM


SPRING BREAK (:
ok. its OFFICIALLY SPRING BREAK!!!
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yeahyeahyeahyeahyeah !
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oh man, im sooo EXCITED -
IM GOING TO THE BEACH ON SUNDAY (:
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yes, the beach,
where all my tube tops and shorts will come out and the weather will be hot and sunny and PERFECT !
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YEAH!
im going with ashton to her beach house,
and we're leaving on sunday and coming back on thursday,
just in time for easter.
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AND - my dad is coming back for easter (:
my sister is too!
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there will be like TONS
of pictures and stuff,
so you'll be entertained (:
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im like sooo excited (:
i've never gone with ashton to the beach before,
i usually go with kristen,
but this year, shes taking her bf.
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so why the hell would i INTRUDE?
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truth be told,
im kind of jealous that she picked her bf over me,
but thats probably what i would do,
if my mom would let me take my bf to the beach.
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LOL.
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but i have BAD NEWS :
i sprained my ankle.
AGAIN -
the same ankle.
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geez, my ankle is like the fragil-est thing EVER
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i mess my ankle up EVERY soccer season.
this is only the start of the season and i already hurt my ankle.
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ok -
so heres how i sprained it.
(BTW, i think its totally NOT my fault.)
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we were scrimmaging,
and i was heading the ball,
so when i was up in the air,
this fucker ran into me and pushed me,
so i fell and landed on my ankle.
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I HOPE/WISH/PRAY that my ankle will be ok by sunday,
if not then i will get like an annkle tan line from my ankle brace.
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SOOO NOT ATTRACTIVE.
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anw,
somebody wrote in my tagboard about tips on losing weight?
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i gues sim kind of a bad influence huh.
making people want to lose weight.
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but anw,
i have to like lower my caloric intake cause of my stupid ankle.
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I CAN'T RUN!
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thats like MAJOR
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RUNNING IS LIKE THE BEST THING EVER,
BESIDES SLEEPING.
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UGHH.
I WANNA RUN!
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lol.
but no sch tmr,
or the whole of next week (:
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YAYAYYAYAYAY!
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omg.
i feel like running.
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i ran like 20 something laps yesterday.
like 22?
or maybe 21.
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it felt GOOD (:
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but then i sprained my ankle -.-
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thats what happens when u get ahead of yourself.
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ok.
im gonna go hang out upstairs.
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OMG.
did i tell u that i dropped my cell phone all the way from upstairs to downstairs?
and it BOUNCED TOO.
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AND IT DIDNT BREAK (:
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i NEED to go shopping tmr.
i wanna get new bikinis,
and one for joanne,
and new sunglasses,
and like beach clothes and stuff.
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new dresses too (:
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BTW -
i changed my song.

its girlfriend by avril lavigne (:


SUMMER SUNSHINE?
RACHAEL - dont forget that name, its gonna be famous someday.
its the perfection that i envy,
& the image that im chasing,
thats holding me back.

what if everything i told you were all lies?

basically, im anything but ordinary.

i would totally marry any guy with a rose tattoo.
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retail therapy, TLC,
people watching
fruit spritzers, glossy magazines,
icecream, white chocolate, movies,
Sweden!
boys, soccer, cars,
mighty 6!
coffee, running, SUMMER!
chai lattes, smores, singapore!


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