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Wednesday, September 1, 2004


Ahhh!!!
Scrimmage is over, we tied. We were supposed to play 2 out of 3 but, for some reason we played two games. So We won one, They won one. For those who wants to know, I play Volleyball, Jr. V. and my postion(spell check pls) is Defense Specialist in the Outside Hitter side of the court. So sry to those who don't understand the language I just used. HAHA!


We got one more scrimmage tmw. But, first i got practice in the morning then i got scrimmage in the afternoon.

Injuries gone!!!! For me that is. HEHE! Sorry beyblader, the injury demon left me alone. HAHA!


Anyway, on to the poem of the day-

Finger Paint
surrounded by half-empty plastic bottles
half-full of technicolor images
my mind forgoes the cleanliness of dreams
I crack my knuckles
leave the brushes at my feet

it is a child's dream to submerge their hands
in this iridescent sleep
we let our minds go for the moment
live for the moment
cover our world in dreams

there are pictures in my head no palette can match
ideas you have never seen
when I was six, I could not let go
I can let go now
and let the devices be

I cannot explain the creations that come
when you are gone to the world
and all its machines
to leave the brushes at our feet
cover our world in dreams
Cassandra Crone

I don't know why but, I liked it. HEHE!

Crazzzzzyyyyyyyy!!!!!!! Umm, i gotta go to bed cuz Stacy, my assit. Coach said so, so ciao!!!!! *hugs everyone*

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