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| Does the weather affect your mood? What are your strategies for coping?Well, no. I could be totally cliche and say "yes, the rain makes me
sad" but thats just not the way it is. Some of the best times I've ever
had have been in the rain, Mount Vernon, a killer tennis match,
swimming in a pool. (Although then it started to downpour and I had to
go inside.) I think if you approach a situation with a good attitude,
you're bound to have a good time. The weather can do good or bad
things, you've just gotta go with the flow. You can't change it so why
not try to have fun?
And some lyrics just because music is amazing<3
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me
[trumpet]
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me
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| Haha today was pretty boring hilarious.. What's his number? Umm.. 06969?? Do boyfriends disappear into thin air?!? UGHH. Very bored. More people need to get screennames and such. RIP. Heath Ledger. You'll be in our hearts, your little girl will be in my prayers. Kay, so that's all I really got to say. Check back tomorrow! | | |
| So this is my personal site. Just to talk about life... some shout outs?? Me and Jackie rap amazingly. Our song about applesauce? ABSOLUTE genius. Ohh, and Will Wild has a crack pouch, and a bitch bell and an awesome hair flip. Random rambling-- heheh Ben And I'm too lazy to think of other ones right now. Ciao<33 Kath-uh-leen-y | | |
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ABOUT US;
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Don't know what ebullient is?!?! LOOK IT UP BEEYOTCH!! Ahahaha. The name's Kat
I love my friends and music. I always forget my phone at home!
My favorite bands are Fall Out Boy, Panic! at the Disco, Plain White T's, Hellogoodbye, The Beatles, The Doors, Sting, The Police, and I love Michael Buble, and Frank Sinatra and stuff like that. (I'm Italian, I can't help it!)
I like big words. :)
I hate fakers. If your going to be goth, be goth, but don't be a faker. Be who you are!! Like, I have no problem with different types of people as long as they're real. As in, "this is who I am." But when people try to be emo or whatever, come on! That's lame man.
You want something? Go get it. Nothings going to come to you kid. No one is going to walk up to you and say, "You should be famous." You've got to go get it for yourself.
Law and Order SVU is amazing. Detective Stabler is an awesome bad ass cop.
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Leaderboard.
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This is the spot for cool people and such. Basically, if your here, you'll be famous for EVER. [[And a day.]]
But currently, the only person that is cool, cool enough to be here, is me. But you can be up here too. Well, you can try to be. ;) Now why are you reading over here anyway?!?! You should be reading the current blog entry- SHOULDN'T YOU?! You should! So go away. GO!
If you've read all this and scrolled all the way down, YOU'RE OFFICIALLY A STALKER!!
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I'm just speaking from experience, nothing can compare to
your first true love. So I hope this will remind you:
When it's for real, it's forever.
Since youve gone I been lost without a trace
I dream at night I can only see your face
I look around but its you I cant replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
I keep crying baby, baby, please...
--Every Breath You Take by the Police
your my EVERYTHiNG.
meeting you was f.a.t.e.
being friends was a choice;;
but falling in *love* with you...
was out of my controll<3
I can prove to you
This town is a whole lot more
Than some bricks and pavement.
Writing a poem is like seeing shapes in a cloud;
the person next you hardly ever knows
what the hell you're talking about.
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