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Friday, November 21, 2003


  
Hello everyone I'm back to my talk a tive self again*grining from ear to ear*. I just #3 and #4 of a really good book serires(Yeah I know I can never seem to start any thing from the begining)called "Pendragon"( subtitals:#1 Merchant of Death, #2 The Lost City of Farr #3 The Never War #4 The Reality Bug)By: D.J. MacHale.I'd defently recoment it to any one who wants a powerful sic-fi novel thatliterally keeps you on the edge of your seat untill the last page.It's about a 14/15(he turns 15 in #3)year old boy from Conneticut named Bobby Pendragon.On his 14th birthday his Uncle Tilton Press reveals that he is a traveler(a group of elite chosen people whos job it is to defend the teritores(10 dementions including past present and future earth) from falling in to chaos.). His main enemy is Saint Dane a sicotic shape shifter who wants to take over Halla(Name for all theteritories.).Oh and one last thing he has to do it without his Uncle because he got killed by minnions of Saint Dane during their 2nd mission.
As I said in one of my earlyer notes I been doing some self evauation and dealing with personal issues. I've come to many conclusions and I think I'll post a few for you.
I've always had a liking for the character of Rei Ayanami from Evangelion and now I know why(sure took me ling enough!!!!!). I am EXACTLY like her!!!! I'm never open or talkitive(except with friends) to anyone due to my problems with extream shyness so I must appear to my fellow class mates as Rei doses to Asuka; a self absorbed, teacher's pet, wind up doll. Of course my friends and myself know just how complex and unique I am but no one else dose.
As to my want of a boyfriend who can be my rock( my answer to the boyfriend quiz) that probably stems from the fact I have't had any real friends untill recently and in fith grade and the only friend I had(in elemtary I was very very very unpopular)turned out to be a back stabbing liar. Needless to say I had trouble trusting people after that one. Probable what I desire is someone to be there for me and support me when things get rough. I grown up a lot sice those days of being a scared little girl siiting alone on the swing with no one to play with who believe she needed no help, but it seems I need someone after all to help me and give me emotional support.

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