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Saturday, February 26, 2005

growing up so fast...
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hey everyone, just came back from my cousin`s 18th birthday. it was just like any family party, with the exception that i haven`t seen my manang and my cousin antoine forever. it was fun. we took a lot of pictures that i will put in here eventually. i don`t even remember my photobucket, actually. haha. well yeah. my cousin got a piercing. that was cool. my entire family is being a bitch though. they never really approve of us. they always want us to be their version of "good". it`s retarded sometimes. i think you have to have a really stable self-esteem to be in my family. i always feel like i`m not good enough for them. even THOUGH i go to a catholic school. even THOUGH i have a 4.14 gpa. even THOUGH i`ve never done anything extremely bad in my entire life. and while THAT`s going on, i always feel like i`m not good enough for my cousins. it`s like they go through much more than i do just because they go to a friggin public school. they go through the REAL shit. as if i`m not planted in the middle of downtown shoving off druggies all the time. and what`s REALLY funny is how they always complain about how our titas gossip. it`s funny, because they can all keep each other`s secrets and never tell ME, but when i tell THEM a secret, it leaks out in a matter of two seconds. trust issues. who would`ve thought. and did you know that when they read this, they`re gonna be like, WTF?! what`s wrong with you?! as if things are wrong with me. like i said, you have to have a STRONG self-esteem to be in this family. i mean, don`t get me wrong. i love my family. i`d do anything for them. and i know they love me, and that they would take care of me, but you know, sometimes you feel like shit, and you have to express it because it`s not going to just go away. well, i`m gonna go now. later.
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p.s. i finally drove without mistakes.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

the notre dame rhyme
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this is my rhyme for ND girlswe`re so sick we make you HURLwe have a lot of SEXUAL TENSIONwe stand around, and get all the boys ATTENTIONsince we came to NOTRE DAMEnone of us have BEEN THE SAMEour entire school is made up of asiansyup they`re so brown it`s like an ASIAN INVASIONwe try not to get with those bellarmine boysbut when you go to an all girls school, you need some "toys"we gots some competition with the girls at PREZwhen they diss us we call them LEZbut hey, fo REAL, some of them are nicethey`re just RICHER than us..rollin in they`re ICEADRIANA LIMA is our GODwe all secretly want to steal her BODcuz it`s so HOTwe eat a lot of food like burritos and tater totsmrs. flores cooks good food in her big old POTSwe`re fat we know itit`s not hard for us to show itwe walk downtown in our short gray skirtswe attract the druggies with crack all up on their shirtsclimbing three stairs up manley halland taking a crap in the bathroom stallwhen we`re seniors we eat on SENIOR FLOORthen we see the cockroaches walking through the DOORwell i wish i could say much more about usif you wanna check us out you gotta take the BUSif anyone else wants to adds to this rhymehit me up and we`ll make some timei`d end this shit with the "alma mater"but no, its too long, i`m not gonna botherso i hope you liked my little descriptionnow, in you mind, you can formulate a depictionok forREAL, i have to GO..got tons of HOMEWORK from MR. BRACCO (even though he`s not my teacher)well i`m gonna end this now with a little GOODBYEi`ll rhyme for you again some OTHER TIME<3 kathleen