Sunday, August 27, 2006

   She grinned and began to type her thoughts..
I love you. I love me. I am awesome. You are awesome. Breathe in.. breath out when you think you don't think you can breath in any more.. feel that? do it again. Feel the air? The air is made of love.. everything is made of love.. everything is perfect. when you love, when you open your heart, no one has to be loving you.. but yet you're giving and getting all the love in the world.. Open up! Feel da luv! 'Sure' you may be saying. Thinkin I'm a lil off my rocker.. or you might be mad at me and think i don't know anything if you yourself is mad or unhappy. but I've been there. I kno how you feel! but let it go! yes you can! Just open up and realize that being unhappy is only making us miserable. just love! love yourself! you are perfect! I am perfect! you are beautiful! no matter what anyone says. thats only opinion! one person's simple perception! you are beautiful! AND I am happy... i love this..
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Friday, August 25, 2006

Khepri had fallen asleep on Leah's shoulder on the ride home today. She hadn't noticed how tired she was...
Her little brothers' birthday party was tonight. She was really supposed to be helping, but messing around online just seemed like more fun..
But now that she said that, she feels bad and is going to go help out..
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Wednesday, August 23, 2006

OH my gosh I am having the awesomest day ever! I dunno why but by golly im luvin it! whoops... forgot to do it in third person...
She grinned widely and proceeded in laughing maniacally (dat a word?) and singing at the top of her lungs. She's just HAPPY! must have been the energy drink... and the soda... and the candy.. and the fact that leah is even more insane than khepri is.. MWUAAHHH HAAA HAA HAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Sunday, August 20, 2006

   100'th visit. Whoo hoo. Had to say that..

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Friday, August 18, 2006

   So.. tired.. Must.. wake.. up.. must go practice viola... must.. get ready for tonight... must go.. ZZZZZZZZZZZ..
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Thursday, August 17, 2006

This was the first spare moment she had to come on here. Life had been so busy these past couple days. Between getting up at four, getting ready, leaving for the hour drive to school, being at school until three thirty, practicing viola for two hours, and having to be in bed by eight to be able to get up at four the morning after. Then all the other life stuff is stuck in between.
And things were so different. She was loving seminary. Most of her classes were great. She had made a few friends and wasn't the outcast she thought she'd end up being. Things were really wonderful.
You've heard the expression that goes something like.. 'its not the situations your in that makes you happy, its your mind that makes the difference.' anytime can be happy or sad just depending on your outlook. Life is wonderful, yet I'm just not happy like I should be and I don't know why. I don't know. I'll get over it i guess. I've just been so horribly emotional these last few days that I don't know what to do
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Sunday, August 13, 2006

Chomper crunched happily on her ear. "OUCH!!" Khepri cried out as she flicked his beak. "I don't want my ears pierced or I would of went in and had it done!" she said as she argued with his look that said, "I was only helping!"
She shook her head and set him on the table where he proceeded in pooping on the keyboard. "Yuck, you silly bird.."
She looked at her half-packed bookbag and knew she should go get her stuff ready for school. It was to start tomorrow, and she wanted everything to be perfect. She knew it wouldn't end up that way, but she at least wanted to make an effort. She was so intensely nervous. She just hoped that she wouldn't make a fool of herself or accidentaly be rude to someone. Lots of people told her that they thought that she thought that she was better then them because she wouldn't talk to them. Or think she was being rude by not socializing. She didn't mean to.. she just always seems to not be able to talk when around peers that she didn't know very well. It took three years before she actually opened up to her best friend. Before that she was always somewhat reserved. And now she's being repetitive. She swears she's said this before... but she doesn't remember..
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Saturday, August 12, 2006

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Friday, August 11, 2006

She smiled as she placed the last picture carefully into it's place onto the paper. It was a beautiful collage of her bird, Chomper, from the time he was little to now. She waited for the glue to dry, then she slipped in into the cover of her binder. She organized some pencils and pens into a thin pencil box and wrote her name in the front of two brand new notebooks. School was starting Monday.. and Monday seemed so far away..
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Thursday, August 10, 2006

She stared down the big grassy hill then looked at the large block of ice that was partially wrapped up in a towel. Khepri turned to look at her friend for reassurance that she wasn't about to die, but her friend was talking someone else at the moment. Khepri took a deep breath and layed down with her belly on the ice and pushed of the ground with her feet. She went flying down the hill penguin style, giving her arms, face and legs major grass burns. She sat at the bottom for a moment.. smiled, and ran back up the hill with the ice in her arms. "Come on!" She yelled to her friend, "I'll race you down!"
She sped down the hill, but consequently lost the race. Up and down she went, until she was at last to tired to carry or push the block of ice back up the hill. She left it at the bottom and walked back up and sat looking at the sunset. Down the hill and way across the field, she saw some the sprinklers come on. She stared for a long moment, then took off on a dead run towards them. She circled through them until she was soaked, then ran back to the others for the closing prayer. She was laughing and having a great time until she remembered she had her sisters cell phone in her pocket..
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