| Page Two: Pictures Of Friends |
| You know..after listening to Destiny's Child: Survivor run for like the millionth time on repeat on my computer's music player, I've come up with the idea of putting my friends on the web. Sure, they may not appreciate it..but if they don't, then I'll just delete their pictures. No personal stuff posted though so..I dun see the problem. Well anyhow, here's friend one: Marlena: Also known as Marle, which is pretty much all I call her online. Marlena's such a unique name..eh? ~Nods~ She hates it sometimes cause she can't frin anything with her name on it. She's 14, like me, and We first met in Kindergarten, when we had the same teacher. Although she was a tyrant, we befriended each other, and met off again in 3rd grade, when we, again, had the same teacher. As luck would have it, she had cooled down a bit, so I could match her mean attitude, and we amused ourselves on the playground playing Raptors (~shrugs and giggles~), where we, and several other girls in our grade, would chase people around in a large, popular style of tag. After 4th grade, we were again reunited when we had the same 5th grade teacher. Somewhat friends by now, we discovered that we had the same passion for Animorphs, a book series. Soon after, we began to create a game with several other girls once more called (Duh) Animorphs, which we played every day in that year. As fate would come up with, we have been friends since, changing each other in our own ways, and becoming tigehter each year. I hope we'll stay together, even after college. Hopefully..yes? |
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| Holding crabs takes ginger care..eh? |
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| Ahh..and next we come to Kortni, the eldest in our group of three. (I'm the youngest..but most mature :P, and Marle's the middle one.) She's most likely going to be the one to tell me to get her the heck (Or rather, another..less appropriate word. ~throws a bar of soap at her~) off my webpage, because she's just..paranoid. ~nods and snickers~ But we love her for who she is. I met Kortni for the first time in 5th grade, where we (including Marle) had the same teacher. As it was for Marle, Kortni and I discovered we bothed liked Animorphs, and she was one of the members in our little Animorph group game at recess. She and Marle had met earlier in life at a camp, but it wasn't until around the halfpoint of 5th grade that they remembered this, which only amused them for..oh..I dunno. FOREVER. Lol, ^_^. Kortni and I had our rough times, especially after I started leaning into my girlish side, becoming less of a tomboy. This was rough because I still have to tie Kortni down just to get some make-up on her (Btw, I love to do make-up ^.^) when we went to movies and such. She's better..but only because she knows I'll get her eventually. Kortni, Marle, and I have been best buds since 5th grade really, and I know that most people in school think it's odd when at least two of us aren't together. She'll make something of herself if Marle and I don't, and I hope for the most for her. |
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| Last Day at N.C..and wanting to go home |
| Fixing to board the jet to N.C. Excited!! |
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| ??!! |
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| Ack..I had to delete a pic and find another..best I could do! |
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