-cheer.up - 19, Female, Kelowna
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HATES BEING STUCK AT HOME AND HAVING TO WEAR THIS STUPID SLING :(
 

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So, i got hit by a car last friday. Fun stuff!
 

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Okay, I haven't been on nexopia for maybe a year. But I'm stuck at home because of
the car accident, so I have waaay to much time on my hands. Hey again!
 

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"ICH HAU DICH GLEICH"
 

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Don't need another love song,
We need a love bomb

To just blow us away
To freakin' blow all the lights out
Turning night to day
Hear it from miles away
A chance to make it right now
Fuck what the government says
We gotta save some life now
Is that OK?
 

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INFORMATION:
A smile can go a long way. I'm generally a happy person, but
there are definatly a lot of things that get me down. I think I'm perfect the
way I am, and I'm not looking for any changes in myself. I am deeply
emotional and I am not afraid to be brutely honest and tell people what I
am thinking and feeling. A lot of people think they know everything about
me, but not a lot of people do. I'm really close with my mom. We've been
through a lot together. As far as friends go, I know I have almost every
type; the real ones, the fake ones, and the ones i would basically call
family. It is hard for me to hate you, unless you give me a good reason
to. Don't be a fucking dumb bitch and beat up people you don't know.
That is basically the lamest thing ever. Grow up. I strongly believe in
karma, so watch what you're doing. I do. It's been treating me well.
I'm happiest when I'm in a relationship, I will admitt. I don't like to go
around from guy to guy without feeling something for them. So if you
think I'm a slut, think again. I'm not as easy as peope say. I'm just easy
to get along with and I'm a very open person. I have a lot of hope and a lot
of patience, but sometimes it's just too hard to stay away. To me, that's
saying that you need that someone.
I grew up mostly in Oldenburg, Germany. My entire family lives there
(other than my parents and sister). We go back quite often, but not as
much as i'd like. I miss it a lot and I hope to move back one day. I still
speak the language fluently because we speak it at home. It's pretty fun.
 

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so, i woke up this morning with blood all over
my nice white pillows and my hair and my face. so i was like wtf. i go
and look in the mirror and discover that i have a huge ass cut on my
forhead, on my right eyebrow. now i need stitches. fuck.
(ps- drinking makes you ugly, and stay away from any sharp edges.. doors, etc.)
 

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by louise
 

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Assumptions are the reason you will never know me. You can call me
arrogant, vain, conceited, egotistical, and narcissistic or any other adjectives you can
possibly think of. Personally, I call it confidence in who I am, what I want and where I am
going. I know what I like and what I don't like. I've matured and started see the good in
things, and I'm very pleased with that. I'm actually really loud, and outgoing. I'm easy to
get along with, if your not a bitch to me. I get along better with guys then I do with girls,
this is because most girls are two-faced bitches who get off on the most ridiculous things.
I think way too much, and I don't always think before I speak. Don’t expect me to fight with
you, its dumb, just shut the fuck up and get over it. Your hair isn't fucking perfect, you're
not good enough, you hang out with the wrong people, you’re a slut, you’re an idiot, Yeah
I’ve heard it all, and I couldn't care less about what you say. I'm not that hard to become
friends with, but you fuck up and its over, I can live without you. I'm constantly laughing for
no reason. I've realized that explaining your honest feelings for someone is hard; it can be
like trying to describe the taste of water. I’m a pretty happy person. Alot of people
underestimate me because they never actually get to know me. I am myself, nn that’s
how it’ll always be. If you don't like it, that's too bad, 'cause I’m not changing
 

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one of those,
cant eat, cant sleep, reach for the stars,
over the fence, world series kinda things
right?
 

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Mallorca 07- to my best friends
i cannot expain in words how much i love you and miss you all. it was just like kindergarten all over again. we became best friends on the first day and stuck together whenever we could. i think the people at the restaurant hated us because whenever we left the place it was a complete mess. i loved everthing that we did together; i love the pizza house we built on top of the melon, and the salt snow, and the jello sea. oh, i miss it. i love the teeny club at the sports office, our meeting point and second home. i love the sun and the spanish music we used to dance to everyday. i love the teeny pool, and how we used to say it. i love patrick our teeny club founder, he's great. i love the beach, the cliff jumping, and the parties at the disco. i love how micheal got a clear band and was allowed to get us alcohol for free. i love the chi ki cha dance and all that came with it. i love the photos we took and the letters we wrote to eachother. i love how we used to run around the place causing havock or confusion. i love the nigger jokes. i love the video of nigger dave banging his head against the lamp post like 50 times while he was drunk. i love the sand castles we built. i love the vodka lemon, the san fransiscos, and the tequila sunrises. i love watching the sunset by the cliffs. i love the archery feild and the ping pong tables. but most of all, i love the time we spent together, the time that was used up to accomplish our reputation at the iberostar resort. they were amazing times. and i promise i will never, ever forget any of you. i love you, the terrific twenty.
- - ilene, samira, nina, micheal, max, nanna, david, olli, marcel, camille,
anna, joyce, lance, chris, julian, moritz, renee, julia, anika, ibo
 

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Birds Sing. Jet Stream. Laser Beam.
I Know the Queen. All in a Dream.
Walking Around. Hands in my Pockets.
Phone Rings. Melodic Themes.
Devious Scheme. Then I Scream.
What does it Mean? Walking Around.
Hands in my Pockets.