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| dearest xanga community,
well, it seems as though i've gotten bored with this xanga name of mine. i always get bored with my xangas. but i mustn't get too bored with xanga and leave it forever because i told chuck i'd keep my xanga until i'm in college. and anyway..."offbeat__knickers" what the hell does that even mean? i don't even remember. and so it must not mean much to me and all. anywho, i decided to make a brand new xanga:
www.xanga.com/cherry_cola_tears
www.xanga.com/cherry_cola_tears
www.xanga.com/cherry_cola_tears
www.xanga.com/cherry_cola_tears
and so if you want to follow me, brooke lynne cusak (that's not my last name) through my years of high school (i've got three more to go) then you go to www.xanga.com/cherry_cola_tears and so comment me there. subscribe to me there. check my entry's there. laugh with me there. cry with me there. get bored with the new name over time with me there. but that is where i will be from now on, not here.
and i would like to conclude this final entry on offbeat__knickers with a question:
nicole lane, where have you gone?
love and other indoor sports,
Brooke | | |
|  i've been listening to devendra all weekend. he's attractive in the most interesting way. he also looks really lovely with short hair in black and white pictures, don't you think? beards really aint all that bad. i used to think they were, but i think i like them. facial hair aint so bad after all.
anyway, i am terribly sick. my throat is just killing the damned hell out of me. it's terrible. don't you hate being sick? when your throat is all groggy and it hurts when you swallow and your voice is so scratchy that it just makes you sound like a sick boy. i sound like a sick boy. i don't like it. not one little bit. i ate some chicken noodle soup. it didn't help, but the fact that i ate some chicken noodle soup makes me feel a little bit better thanks to it's popularity towards sick girls whose voice is so groggy and scratchy that all she sounds like is a sick boy.
i found some pictures of my primos and me. we were such snappy little children:
me: baby bop
me: the fat one on the far left
me: the clown on the right.
me: the one sticking out her tounge.
dont' you love how my cousin shane's chones are all up in his crotch?
and of course, what's a collection of pictures of my primos and i as children without one in which i'm playing the accordion and shane is wearing boots?
-brooklyn | | |
| dearest xanga community,
i have once again come to the conclusion that my life is only filled with a bunch of boring, unexciting, and drull stuff and that every school day is frighteningly repetitive and drull. yes, drull. but last night, friday night, was quite lovely. mi amigas (edie, jocelyn, citlali, jessica) went to the gridley talent show. i must say, i don't recall laughing so hard nor screaming so loudly in the longest time! after that we went to "sir pizza and chicken" and rob bought fries and jocelyn and i ate them all. then we went home and had a nice little "sleepover" and it was really fun. :) the last time we had a sleepover like that was last year's talent show--the one that i was in. good times, good times. anyway, so it's 3:33 and my hair is ridiculously greasy and it looks just terrible and so i've decided to take a shower. and then perhaps jocelyn and i will go to the mall. i don't have much money, but my dad has dough, i'm sure he'll give me some. it's such a beautiful day. i've decided not to waste it.
love,
brooke | | |
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shakespearience = awesome
:) happy shins.
we got to go to the lacy park and we all climbed the magic tree
we layed on the grass
i love feild trips. | | |
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Tomorrow: (hopefully) Chocolat Cake, Donnie Darko, Crash, Rain, a stuffy nose, a sore throat.
"Do they collide?" I ask, and you smile. With my feet on the dash. The world doesn't matter.
I got my shins shirt that I bought off of e-bay today. It's very cute. It's too long. It's a little too big. I love it, though. | | |
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