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Name: Maggie
Birthday: 8/15/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: God, music, computer games, acting, cartoons, drawing
Expertise: walking slow enough to see what other people miss
Occupation: school
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
8/4/2006
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| Okay okay okay okay okay, I'm updating minirami, you can stop bugging me now. I update a lot more than say, live4ever_91, and only like two people even read this stuff. It's not like I have anything worth writing anyway. A breath of air, a single note, is all my life has been. A moment more, is all she wrote, and now it is the end. But its only just begining, this could be a new day, Perhaps its never ending, but that's not for me to say. P.S. Wrote that on the spot, what do you think? | | |
| I get out early on wendsday. I'm board. I think I will let you talk to my imaginary friends. Aubrey has long beautiful brown hair. She is seventeen, and she spends most of her time observing the world around her, and writing about it in her journal. She lives in New York, and she always dreamed of living on a farm where she could learn to ride horses. Jimmy is a shy boy of sixteen, with soft blond hair. He has been in love with Aubrey for years, but never had the courage to even say hello. He joined a band and wrote a song about her, but sadly, she never knew he existed. David has brownish hair. He is eighteen, and is obsessed with his own guitar playing skills. So much so, that he actually wrote a song about it. He has a girlfriend but he really doesn't care about her. | | |
| I got on the wrong bus on Thursday, and had to walk further than usual. Luckily one of the guys from my neighborhood was on the wrong bus too, so I didn't feel so stupid. He is an Israeli who spent the last six years in China. I think he's having some culture shock in his own country. Anyway, yesterday when we both got on the RIGHT bus, he looked at me and we both laughed. I don't think it either of us will get on the wrong bus again. | | |
| I've started riding the bus, which puts me at school ten minutes before any of the girls I know show up. So I have to stand around with mostly guys, and I don't know any of them really well. One of the guys has hair down to his shoulders. He said the reason he keeps it long is so that he can listen to headphones in class and the teacher can't see them. I just did all my homework...I don't like homework. The best thing that has happened to me since school started is that I have started having time with the Lord every morning. This morning I read Luke 7, and 2 Corinthians 7. I feel like watching TV, BYE!!! | | |
| UGH. Today was really, really, really long. The good news is that I understood almost everything and I think I'll end up passing every class (except for literature, and posibly Lashon). I also might only have English one hour a week, and take the Bagrut in English this year. Normaly you have to take that part of the Bagrut in 11th, or 12 grade, but for me they might make an exception. 
My friends are mean and they might hurt you. Just look at they're picture in my profile!
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