tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56859312011-04-21T18:11:01.257-06:00Nothing very interesting, I'm afraid.Kristenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02879872433928512133noreply@blogger.comBlogger4331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685931.post-1154279030258684812006-07-30T10:49:00.000-06:002006-07-30T11:03:50.380-06:00

And if I ever lose my hands, lose my plough, lose my land,Oh if I ever lose my hands, oh if.... I wont have to work no more.And if I ever lose my eyes, if my colours all run dry,Yes if I ever lose my eyes, oh if.... I wont have to cry no more. High Point! High Point! High Point! Can you believe it? Nope, nope I can't. Third year in a row I whip out the race of my life during that damnéd 100 free.

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Me and you and you and meNo matter how they toss the dice, it has to beThe only one for me is you, and you for meSo happy togetherI said my first official "goodbye" today. And I know that for a lot of my friends, they're won't be an official goodbye. Like Billy. I don't think I'll see Billy in the next 2 weeks to say goodbye to him. snap! But I took Joy out to ice cream, as she is leaving for

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Why can't the moon stay full forever?Wednesday's bad but Friday's ain't much betterWhy can't the moon stay full forever?Right now she's got nothing on her mind Haven't updated in a while, I'm afraid. That's no good. But here I am, posting. And here's what's going down, dawgs. A list of things I've learned this first half of JulyPlaying monopoly with boys is a great way to get them to talk.

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Her face is a map of the worldIs a map of the worldYou can see she's a beautiful girlShe's a beautiful girlAnd everything around her is a silver pool of lightThe people who surround her feel the benefit of itIt makes you calmShe holds you captivated in her palmI went to see The Devil Wears Prada yesterday with Ellen, Mags, Angie, Alexa, Mom, Ruth, Brenda and Sue. It was quite entertaining. Alexa

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Whenever you swim, please remember this the bestKeep your legs together when you swim butterflyHold your breath on your finish, tuck your chin to diveAnd most importantly, please remember to streamline off the wallsThat song is to the tune of "Kindergarten Wall" by John McCutcheon. I made up the lyrics, though, in a daydreamy state coming home from my hike today. We went to Brainard Lake and

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Welcome to the human raceWith its wars, disease and brutalityYou with your innocence and graceRestore some pride and dignityTo a world in decline I always get very confused when people talk about second and third cousins and cousins-removed and so, after a final-straw encounter with a friend, I decided to take matters into my own hands. The handy-dandy Wikipedia (note to population: never site

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I swam across I jumped across for you Oh all the things you do Cause you were all yellow I love my job. Really. It's probably the best thing I could be doing. I'm training the future swimmers of America- the state qualifers and the olympic relays and the world record holders. All right-so none of them will probably ever swim at a national level, but you never know. It's really fun. And I love my

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Train this chaos turn it into light,I've gotta see you one last night,Before the lions take their share,Leave us in pieces, scattered everywhere, So, graduation was really quite entertaining. I still stand by point of the throwing-of-the-cardboard-caps was the purest moment of joy I've had in a long time. Mr. Stensrud gave a speech about joy- and every time he said "joy" I thought of the person

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If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me and just forget the world? I don't quite know How to say How I feel Those three words Are said too much They're not enough I graduated yesterday! It was very exciting. And it hasn't really hit me yet that I'm not a high school student, and I'm never going to go back to Fairview as my home (which it has been for four years). But I'm quite

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LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!!!! I'm not sure what to think.... more on this later, after I gather my thoughts

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Note to the public: Yesterday was the first anniversary of the release of Star Wars: Episode III, Revenge of the Sith. It doesn't seem like that was a year ago. Ah, how time flies. =)

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But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and, The light that you shine can be seen. What's shakin' bacon? Long-time, no update. Kinda. I have written posts, I just haven't published them yet. Long story. Anyway--- I've had a lovely week. Yesterday my last AP test came and went. Biology. It was decent- the essay questions were a little strange, but I'll get over it. However,

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'Cause you're my secret Alone I see myself in you, lazy eye I wake up, see you, standing in the doorway You were crying, but I was only dreamingMy new favorite TV show is House M.D. Besides West Wing, of course, but that's ending in a mere two episodes, so I must adopt a new show. Although do people watch TV in college? Or will I be too busy having a marvelous time? Who knows? But one hour a week

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If Heaven and Hell decideThat they both are satisfiedIlluminate the NOs on their vacancy signsIf there's no one beside youWhen your soul embarksThen I'll follow you into the darkGoodness! So much has happened since I last updated. First and foremost, it's May! Which is a-May-zing. Happy May Day, and all that jazz. Angie and I made May Day baskets and distributed them to our neighbors in the

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I know that your powers of retentionAre as wet as a warthog's backsideBut thick as you are, pay attentionMy words are a matter of pride That's "Be Prepared" from The Lion King. I hadn't thought about that song for a long time, but then Eryn started singing (not really sining per say, but trying desperately to figure out the words) it, and I thought to myself "Hey! That's funny." And then I found

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The light was leavingin the west it was blueThe children's laughter sangand skipping just like the stones they threwthe voices echoed across the wayits getting late I think, if you back up far enough, life looks like a early morning swimming pool. Really early morning- the sun just coming up and casting perfect reflections on the completely still pool. It's the perfectly classic and clichéd

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Cause it's you and me and all of the people With nothing to do, nothing to lose And it's you and me and all of the people and I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of youAce was voted off American Idol yesterday. Thank goodness. Now we have to get rid of Kelly Pickler, and then all is well. Unfortunately, I don't care enough to actually vote. And wouldn't the show improve a lot if the votes

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"America has lost a giant tonight. And I have lost a friend. Leo McGarry devoted his life to public service, to the notion that every citizen is responsible for making this country a better place. That we have a sacred duty to participate in our democracy, to leave America stronger for the next generation. If I win this election, the country will be worse off because Leo McGarry will not be there

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Well, it's a marvelous night for a moondanceWith the stars up above in your eyesA fantabulous night to make romance'neath the cover of october skies I went on a night hike to Microwave Rock last night, after we got back from our field trip to Body Worlds and the planeterium. It was amazing. Thirteen of us went: myself, Margo, Ellie, Tomas, Trevor, Matan, Martina, Amy, Annamarie, Billy, Sam, Steve

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I am just a poor boy and my story's seldom toldI've squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promisesAll lies and jest, still the man hears what he wants to hearAnd disregards the rest, hmmm Have I said how much I enjoy ice cream? Not enough, I'm sure. =) I had key lime pie ice cream at Glacier today. Yumm yumm. And though today is such a beautiful day, it's not quite

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Just the two of usWe can make it if we tryJust the two of usJust the two of usBuilding big castles way on highJust the two of usYou and IToday Angie, Sarah and I filmed our KBCO commercial today. It was fun. We're film geniuses. I can't write what the plot line is yet, just in case someone steals our idea before Friday when the commercial is due. And we haven't edited AT ALL. That should be

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When the sleep gets in your eyes I'll be on Kensington LineAnd I'll run my hundred milesHey, don't you follow me tonight I Am.. a best frienda gigglera scientista sistera novelistand a dreamer with an imagination too biga readeran idealistand optimista student and a teacher I'm From Boulder, Coloradoopen fields and purple mountains majestiesa loving family Fairview HighPlatt CHOICEand Eisenhower

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Things I learned from "Mary Poppins" Mary Poppins can do anythingBut if she needs a hand, Bert the chimney sweep will help"Childhood slips like sand, through a sieve" A spoonful of sugar really does help the medicine go downShaking a chimney sweep's hand is very lucky, indeed If you try hard enough, you can make a cymbal noise by nodding your head Talking circles around people is easier if you

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God only knows all the places I've been but I love this life that I'm live'n in andI won't look back to regret yesterday. We're not handed tomorrow so I'll live for today. I just recently returned from Arizona, where I was visiting my grandparents with my family and my best friend, Jesse. There was no getting drunk, wasted, or trashed, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Grandma kept us quite busy,

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Will you let me romanticize,The beauty in our London Skies,You know the sunlight always shines,Behind the clouds of London Skies Only one more day until Spring Break. And it's desperately needed, I think. Absolutely- people are going insane, I think. But they'll enjoy a break. I'm certainly going to enjoy a break- go to arizona, hang out by the pool with my best friend, fish golf balls out of the

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On and on the rain will fallLike tears from a star, like tears from a starOn and on the rain will sayHow fragile we are, how fragile we are I've decided, after reading my friends MySpace profile (which I still don't have, thank goodness. I'm quite content with this lovely blog) I've decided that I want to die heroically. Not necessarily tragically or young, but I hope to be heroic. So maybe

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Transport, motorways and tramlines, starting and then stopping, taking off and landing, the emptiest of feelings, disappointed people, clinging on to bottles, and when it comes it's so, so, disappointing. Every once in a while I need to be reminded that I am only as happy as I make myself be. And I do know that, quite well, actually, I just need to realize it. Slap myself when I'm in a bad mood

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Hey you, out there in the coldGetting lonely, getting oldCan you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aislesWith itchy feet and fading smilesCan you feel me? I was really hoping for a snow day today. They were predicting 8-12 inches, and that would have gotten us a snow day. However, we only had about 3, so of course we had school. KBCO plays on my alarm at 6:09 in the morning (hit snooze and I wake

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She said, "I wanna learn a love song full of happy things."She said, "I wanna learn a love song; won't you let me hear you sing?"She said, "I wanna learn a love song, I wanna hear you play."She said, "I wanna learn a love song before you go away." I just got back from Estes Park- we were there on a field trip for my science class. All the second-level classes went, Biology, physics, and chemistry

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But you don't need my pictures on your wallYou say you need no oneAnd you don't need my secret midnight callI guess you need no oneIs anybody waiting at home for youCause it's time that will tell if it's heaven if it's hell or if it'sAnybody waiting at home for youCause it's time that will tell this tale Yesterday was the Winter Sports Banquet, and although we already had our banquet, Hally and

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Every time I look at you, I go blind.Every time I look at you, I go blind.In the mornin' I get up, and I try toFeel alive, but I can't.Every time I look at you, I go blind. So, here's a new layout. It's back to msimplerer format, which I do like. Those buttercups were starting to get annoying. =) The words in the masthead are lyrics to the songs "Stars and the Moon", "Shall We Dance?", "I Won't

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Last car ride: 1 hour ago- coming home from the boys' swim meetLast good cry: Real cry? After watching Crash two weeks ago. Last library book checked out: I checked out "Cards on the Table" by Agatha Christie today. Last movie seen: Walk the LineLast book read: "Cards on the Table" or "Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen. I'm doing a dual-British novel thingLast beverage drank: MilkLast food

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I'd shine my light through cool Colorado rain.I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone;I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone;Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms. JESSE IS COMING FOR SPRING BREAK! Thank goodness. I thought I was going to snap. But Jesse's coming to the rescue! Hip-hip-hooray! That puts in a much better mood. Thank goodness for best friends. Nothin' like

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The bravest thing I've ever doneWas to run away and hideBut not this time, not this timeAnd the weakest thing I've ever doneWas to stay right by your side People don't pay enough attention to other people. Not at all. Most everyone is nice, and friendly and very worthy of being a friend, they just get so caught up in life they don't have time to say "hello" or ask you how you are, or if they do

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I met a man without a dollar to his name Who had no traits of any value but his smile I met a man who had no yearn or claim to fame Who was content to let life pass him for a while And I was sure that all I ever wanted Was a life like the movie stars led And he kissed me right here, and he said,"I'll give you stars and the moon and a soul to guide you And a promise I'll never go I'll give you

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Take a shower, shine your shoesYou got no time to loseYou are young men you must be livingGo now you are forgiven I am desperately in love with the entire choir department. Seriously. I think, tonight, I would die for each and every one of them. Aye! Why must so many marvelous people walk past me every day without me knowing them? I swear- Genny Patterson is going to be famous. Mackenzie may be

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I got a little bit of hopeLike a soap on a ropeSweeter than sourBut getting thinner by the hourFalling fast, and I'm running out of gas I need to learn how to write poetry. How do people write poetry? Do they just sit down and write insane metaphors and it's beautiful, or do they work really hard at it and slave over alliterations and word choice? Margo should teach me. I'll call her up and

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Love meHate meMake me live againI need you aroundHeal meHurt meMake me live againI want you aroundFor the Athen's 2004 Olympics, I had all sorts of commentary on it. Perhaps because swimming is so close to my heart, as is cycling. But I have been watching these Olympics as much as I can, I just haven't written about it. I was psyched last night when Julia Mancuso won the gold in the Giant Slalom.

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Why do the worst things happen to the best people? I really wish I knew you better Cassie. We used to play tennis together at Meadows. But I haven't talked to you since English class last year. That's terrible- I missed out. May the force be with you. Really.

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There's things I might have said Only wish I could Now I'm leaking life faster Then I'm leaking blood Tell the repo man And the stars above You're the one I love We got 2nd (SECOND!) in state yesterday. WOO! Not me personally, but the team. 2nd by 6 points. 6 points ahead of the third team (Highlands ranch. Where did Highlands ranch come from? Who knows- but they had some speedy girls). Cherry

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You never saw a manWith bigger eyes that understandHe saidGood luck-- you know you better just forget it'Cause love is never in the same place that you left it I've been promoted from InDepth editor to associate Editor-in-chief of the newspaper at school. It was a strange turn of events- I'm sure they chose me because my previous position was easily filled. Why Jimmy resigned I don't know- he

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I'll know, I won't take a chance. I know he'll be just what I need Not some fly-by-night Broadway romance. Until then, I shall wait. And till then, I'll be strong. Oh, I'll know when my love comes along. I signed my life away today. Not really truly, but I did sign a piece of paper that said I would model (model? Why would I ever model? But Carey was convinced) for Carey if she ever become a

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Wake me upWake me up inside.I can't wake upWake me up inside.Save meCall my name and save me from the dark. I love the Boulder County swim meet! It really is a good meet- especially when you swim well, like I did. Best times, all the way around, and a super fast split in the 4x100 relay at the end. Super super fast- 54.2 I think. That's really fast, in case you were wondering. "Tenacious" is the

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Heaven forbid you end up alone and don't know why Hold on tight wait for tomorrow, you'll be alright Heaven forbid you end up alone and don't know why Hold on tight wait for tomorrow, you'll be alright I am so terribly bad at being mean to people. I can't even attempt to describe it. Well, actually, I can be mean, that's a lie. I can be mean in the insulting people jokingly/not-really-a-joke

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Kings and queens and princes tooWant to wish you all that's trueSo hey,hey whatddya say?Happy Birthday to you! (me)

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Tell everybody I'm on my wayNew friends and new places to seeWith blue skies ahead, yes I'm on my wayAnd there's no where else I'd rather be answering, asking, buying, chatting, complimenting, confusing, consoling, convincing, cutting and pasting, dreaming, drinking, driving, eating, editing, explaining, falling, filling, giggling, glaring, hugging, humming, ignoring, jumping, laughing, kidding,

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Love After Love The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other's welcome, And say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was yourself. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by

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And a soul for every cowboy.And a star to guide him home.And an angel to bring him, A song to sing when he's alone. Remind me again how much I love cruises. Oh wait! I know already! Is it possible I've only been in school for one day since break? It seems like weeks. School wasn't all that bad, besides, of course, the fact that it was school. We didn't do anything in my classes besides review of

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Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot and days of auld lang syne? Happy New Year! Gosh 2006 already? That's kinda scary. I graduate high school in 2006. yipsPeople should remind me every now and then how much I love cruises! We went on our first one today- it was one of the best vacations I've ever had. It was amazing. The food, the

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But love was just impliedAnd everything else diedThis class has now begunIn Murder 101 I suppose my song choice should be something completely different. It show be something Christmasy, or holiday-y at least. Today I saw Excal and Madrigals perform their winter show. It was great (besides the excessive spanking during the Jingle Bells choreography. But I got over it. I'm not sure the above-70s

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47,171 wordsAnd my plot isn't going fast enough! I'm going to have to go over 50,000. Is that amazing, or what? Considering I didn't have any clue when I started =)

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There's one more angel in heavenThere's one more star in the skyJoseph we'll never forget youIt's tough but we're gonna get by Fairview did Joesph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat as our fall musical. I went last night with Angie- it was really good. I'd never seen it before, which suprised me, because I've seen a million musicals. I was also slightly worried about the separation of church

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Shall we dance?On a bright cloud of music shall we fly?Shall we dance?Shall we then say "goodnight" and mean "goodbye"?Or perchance,When the last little star has left the sky,Shall we still be togetherWith are arms around each otherAnd shall you be my new romance?On the clear understandingThat this kind of thing can happen,Shall we dance?Shall we dance?Shall we dance?I saw "The King and I" at

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4023 words

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So, I started my novel today, and after this post, plan to spend every minute of free time frantically scribbling out a lot of not-so-great writing. But it's quanity, not quality that counts at Nanowrimo. So I probably won't post much. Perhaps my word count. I have to reach 50,000 words by November 30. Wish me luck! Today's count: 628And yes, I'm getting the Star Wars III DVD!!!!

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Sunny Day Sweepin' the clouds away On my way to where the air is sweet Can you tell me how to get, How to get to Sesame street... It's the weekend! It's the weekend! It's the weekend! Even the teachers were counting down to this weekend. I suppose teachers are just as exciting for breaks as the kids are, they're just not QUITE as vocal. haha. In the real world, when asked "how are you?" most

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All the palace lamps were lighted as the sun was going downAnd the music of the orchestra was heard across the townThe dance was just beginning when there came a mighty roar'Your Highness, there's an elephant, and he's standing at the door!'I've met my match. No, I've met my conquerer; I've been outplayed, surpassed, and vanquished. It's the truth. ANd I readily admit my defeat, because no way in

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Look at this stuffIsn't it neat?Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?Wouldn't you think I'm the girlThe girl who has ev'rything?Look at this troveTreasures untoldHow many wonders can one cavern hold?Lookin' around here you'd think(Sure) she's got everythingI've got gadgets and gizmos aplentyI've got whozits and whatzits galore(You want thingamabobs?I got twenty)But who cares?No big dealI

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Please show me how to livePlease show me how to have a dayI don't wanna wake up nowWhy do I have to wake up, anyway? I am completly, totally, all together, done with stupid standarized (and aptitude) testing! Isn't that fabulous? This morning I took two SAT II Subject tests- and boy! were they no entertaining. But that's okay, because I don't have to worry about them any longer. Until, of course,

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Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moonIf you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool I really like that song. I just found some of my father's R.E.M. CDs that are quite good. That's what I've been listening to all

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I been wondering about your dependencyYour idea of defiance is a modern day mysteryArms and chest are coldWhen your back is on fireAnd the only time you come cleanIs when you're talking to your buyer Swimming started today! It was very exciting, I must say. El and I made a bee-utiful sign and hung it on the pool deck. It didn't get near enough praise, I admit. I mentioned it a lot, but I don't

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I get the news I need on the weather report.I can gather all the news I need on the weather report.Hey, I've got nothing to do today but smile.Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da here I amThe only living boy in new yorkI slept in the basement last night because my grandparents and their friend are staying here for one night- so Anch and I got kicked out of our room. But I don't mind. I'm still down here,

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Thought I found the words to say Just to get you feeling fine over heels my way But it don't matter how I lost the word and nerve and now There's nothing more for me to say Feels like I'm wasting my time Hanging on this same old line There's nothing left for me to find I think the Hubble telescope is amazing. I mean look at that thing! How can that possibly exist in the world. It looks like

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We never said our love was evergreen,Or as unchanging as the sea But if you can still remember,Stop and think of me...My wish is the world's command. I ride my bike to school at 6:50 every morning, and once I rode through a puddle that got me wet and thought "I wish someone would fix that broken sprinkler that is creating this puddle" and then, the next afternoon, as I was riding home, some one

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The world begins to disappearThe worst things come from inside hereAll the king's men reappearFor an eggman, on and off the wallWho'll never be together againWhy am I the only person in the entirety of the world who actually responds to emails? Or any letter of any kind? One would think that people write emails to receive responces, right? Well, if they do t for themselves, then WHY THE HECK

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Too late to be known as John the FirstHe's sure to be known as John the worstA pox on that phony king of England!Ellen, Mags, Angie, and I watched Robin Hood a few nights ago. It was quite amusing, I must say. Today is the last day that Meadows is open. I suppose I should go for a little while, at least. How sad, today is Labor Day and the last day of real summer. I can't believe that I've only

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Just a castawayAn island lost at seaAnother lonely dayWith no one here but meMore lonelinessThan any man could bearRescue me before I fall into despairMy dad got a new computer on sunday. It's really exciting. It's a laptop, and it is widescreen so everything is, well, wider. I'm brillant, I knowSchool started, too, which wasn't near as bad as I was expecting. Better, in fact, than I could have

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Who needs shelter when the mornings coming?Absolutely there's no oneWho needs shelter from the sun?Not me, no. not anyone.My new biology teacher is so cool. I hope she's as fabulous as she seemed the first 51 minutes I met her. Unfortunately, SOMEONE warned her about my criminal tendencies, so she knew all about Sam and mine purple-people-eater extravaganza. I don't even know the woman and she

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School starts tomorrow, school starts tomorrow, falalalalalalaDIE. Ah well. I'm slightly excited, mostly not, but a little. But I'll give a toast. Here's to the summer- here's to Meadows Swim Team, to starting blocks and swimming pools, to noodle contraptions and noodle lengths, to hair highlights, New England, the trees in Vermont, the Maine coast, to ice cream, shakes, malts, sundaes, to little

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You're out of the woods, You're out of the dark, You're out of the night.Step into the sun, Step into the light.Keep straight ahead for the most glorious place On the Face of the Earth or the sky.Hold onto your breath, Hold onto your heart, Hold onto your hope.March up to the gate and bid it open That song is from the Wizard of Oz, for your information, it's sung when Dorothy and the Tinman and

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Things I Have Done Recently (ABCs)Ate too much puddingBought a pint of ice creamCried though I didn't plan toDrove 12.5 hoursEven though it rained the entire wayFished a heck of a lotGot several blow-up rafts from the crawl-spaceHaven't gotten much sleepIce cream and cakeJulia said goodbye (see letter "C")Kristen is my nameLINK RetreatMargo came back from NicaraguaNoodle-raft made from

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Say you love me every waking moment, Turn my head with talk of summertime Say you need me with you now and always Promise me that all you say is true That's all I ask of you... I got a rug-burn today! It was slightly exciting, when was the last time I had a rug burn I wonder. Long ago, that is certain. It made me happy, although, granted, it was a rug-burn. =) I got it while dying upon Julia's

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Even the best fall down sometimesEven the wrong words seem to rhymeOut of the doubt that fills my mindI somehow findYou and I collideI could have stayed there for eternity- with the close-up shots of my friends and allies and comrades and their siblings flashing upon the screen, under the stars, at the place where I have literally grown up in. That club has been my home for longer than any other

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Where are you and I'm so sorryI cannot sleep I cannot dream tonightI need somebody and alwaysThis sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting everytime During the KBCO Select-a-set lunch, Ginger played a set of songs that the person wanted to be played at their funeral. Slightly morbid, no? But doesn't everyone picture their own demise- the romantic, heroic death followed by the faces at

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And a soul for every cowboy.And a star to guide him home.And an angel to bring him,A song to sing when he's aloneSo, the Tour de France is finally over. Lance Armstrong was completely and utterly unbeatable. Unbelievable. I thought for certain he would have some weakness this year, but he just didn't. He could go as fast as every single rider there. And no team was united enough to take on the

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I watched me push you down in dreams I had of youAnd all I remember about those days is I would run aroundthinking that you'd be alrightBut you lost your light along the wayAnd oh you were right about the things I'd sayCause if I had it back again I know I'd treat you kind I tried to swim a easy 100 in the boy's lane today at practice. They tied me to the deep-end rope. They're very

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HARRY POTTER! HARRY POTTER! HARRY POTTER! HARRY POTTER! HARRY POTTER! HARRY POTTER! HARRY POTTER! I'm super excited! I didn't go to a midnight party- I had a swim meet early this morning. I probably wouldn't have gone anyway, but who knows? We ordered it from Amazon.com (support local business- I'm a hypocrite I know) and I was afraid that it wouldn't arrive in time! Because we're leaving

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I would if I could. I'd do most anything spontaneously.You know I would, if I could. I'll do anything spontaneously.If you could be nimble, you'd have it simple just like me.So go on and try it, do not deny yourself your freedom.Angie and I took Ellen to see Star Wars last night. It was fabulous, as I expected. I hadn't seen it since May, so it was a lovely refreser. I can't wait for the DVD to

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What do you want me to do,to watch for you while you're sleeping?Well please don't be surprisedwhen you find me dreaming tooI do love mountain stages in the Tour! And holy kazzaam! T-mobile knows how to work Mr. Armstrong. He didn't have a chance against the terrible trio. Jan Ullrich with Andreas Kloden and Mr. Alexander Vinokourov- they all certainly know how to ride their bikes. And they're

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Slow downThere's gonna be troubleYou're gonna forgetWhat you're doing Jill came to dinner last night. I like to show off my parent's cooking. =) It was fun. I like Jill- she's a good coach and very nice to all us swimmers. Though she's been making us work very hard this week- and my parents really force Bob's evening swim camp on me, too. I got home from practice today at 8:30 (AM) and just

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It's the perfect time of day It's the last day of your life Don't let it drift away While your heart is still racing It's the perfect time of day Happy Fourth of July! Meadows, as always, was fabulous. Tug-o-war, which, after much thought, should be called war-of-tugs, actually, shouldn't it? Because you're not tugging because of war, but you're waring because of your tugs. That's right, I think

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That maybe we ain't that young anymoreShow a little faith there's magic in the nightYou ain't a beauty but hey you're alrightOh and that's alright with meLots of fabulous things happened today, and some not-quite-as-fabulous. I feel like I should call up all my fellow 15-18s and smack them a few times in the face. What I really should do is make a long, eloquent, impassioned speech at practice on

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Tears stream down your face I promise you I will learn from all of my mistakes Tears stream down your face And I I just bought the new Coldplay CD. I'm excited. It's good. Goodgoodgood. My grandma is upstairs sleeping, though, and I think that I might wake her up with the level of sound that is coming out of the speakers...bummer.GUESS what the headline of the New York Times Travel section was

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Come on in,I've gotta tell you what a state I'm in,I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,That I started looking for a warning sign. The most troubling part of swimming (besides, of course, when someone's suit is decomposing without their knowledge. For girls it isn't a big deal- they just borrow a drag suit from a friend. But guys it gets kinda strange, especially, if, as Corinne says it's "

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Now I was sitting waiting wishingThat you believed in superstitionsThen maybe you'd see the signsBut Lord knows that this world is cruelAnd I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a foolAnd in loving somebody don't make them love you My excursion to Maine and New England was just swell. And now it's hailing here. Hail is so weird. Does it hail is New England? I know that it gets really hot and really

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I am from springs, summers, winters, and falls From noisy classrooms to silent snowfallsI am from icy pool water to sizzling fieldsI am from the scent of newly cut grass and the sounds of a bubbling creekI am from Hubble telescope images and mircoscopic germs From giggling until my stomach hurts and blurred teary-eyed visionI am from the mystery and simplicity of life. I am from jagged Colorado

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Just look at the world around youRight here on the ocean floorSuch wonderful things surround youWhat more is you lookin' for? THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!! It's amazing! I wanted to run out of the doors like the do in Greace and all those other cliched teenage movies. Run out of the doors and throw all my papers for the wind to wisk away. But no one else thought my idea was idea, so it went undone.

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I said Mr. Purple People Eater, what's your lineHe said eatin' purple people and it sure is fineBut that's not the reason that I came to landI wanna get a job in a rock 'n' roll bandThe stealing of the Purple People Eater was very sucessful, I must say. It wasn't truly "stealing" persay, but liberating. It lives in a desk drawer, a bottom right-hand desk drawer, for that matter, that becomes

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Feel The Rain On Your SkinNo One Else Can Feel It For YouOnly You Can Let It InNo One Else, No One ElseCan Speak The Words On Your LipsDrench Yourself In Words UnspokenLive Your Life With Arms Wide OpenToday Is Where Your Book BeginsThe Rest Is Still UnwrittenFinals week, hooray! Finals aren't really that bad- although I don't remember anything that we learned in physics. It's really unfortunate-

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Love is never goneAs we travel oneLove's what we'll rememberKiss today goodbye.And point me t'ward tomorrow The Special Section of the newspaper turned out fabulously. So did the rest of the Royal Banner- it made me happy. I still don't think Jimmy likes me very much, but what can I do. Congrats to Carey and Eryn- we managed somehow, didn't we. I CAN'T WAIT for next year- we'll have fun. I gave

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Unbelievable sightsIndescribable feelingSoaring, tumbling, freewheelingThrough an endless diamond skyDid you know that during the "A Whole New World" song in Aladdin Aladdin and Jasmine go to 4 different countries? I watched it today with Lily and was quite amazed about how much I had forgotten in this film. During the flying carpet scene they are in Agraba to start, then Egypt, then Greece!,

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I think I'll start writing in black =)

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Why can't I explainFlying to the sunWithout a planeWhen you're hereI seem to update much more often when I'm busier than a bumblebee in May, but I do. And when I have free time, I don't write as much or as often. That's a strange paradox, if you ask me. Yes it is. So, as one might imagine, I am very busy. I've stayed after school for 4 days in a row to work on newspaper. It takes me a long long

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But I sing glory from my lowestAnd I will say peace to the people I meetWhile the world waits for an explosionThat instant of light that wipes the slate cleanYo! Shout out to all my Royal Banner buddies. I think I won for going crazy first, although Devon's "I'm officially crazy" speech was quite wonderful. And Carey, my dear, I'm quite afraid that you might be permanently damaged in the head.

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So, I would put a song hereBut what I really want to put Is brilliant songs by John WilliamsThat were in Revenge of the SithAnd obviously don't have any wordsSo this is a worded tribute to those On May 18th, 2005, Megan showed up at our house at 9:30 and I hefted my orange backpack onto my shoulder, and Megan, Angie, and I went to the movie of our lifetime. We arrived at the Arapahoe United

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