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Just this last friday I went snow boarding at the blue hills... it was 5 bellow. I would get head achs from the bitter air hitting my head. My fingers lost feeling and I begain to cry when it went from -5 to -8.
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About Me
Hi, my name is Kim. I am a snowboarder, long boarder, and an in-line speed skater from Eau Claire; Wisconsin. Most of my time is spent listening to music. I could go on and on about all these different bands so just to cut it short currently, at this very moment as I am writing this, I am listening to Summer Shudder by AFI. Maybe I will end up being a DJ like my dad. I help him with setting up gear at local bars on his weekends. As a DJ, you meet people, some nice and some just looking for a pole to hump. Either way you’re pretty much paid to have a good time with good people. In the future I may also move to Hawaii not only to get my heart back but to learn to surf. Just this summer I took a trip to the island Oahu. I hit some waves and came within breath of a sea turtle, ate lots of Mexican food, and wondered around China town and as I mentioned earlier, I think I lost my heart. ~what I look like~ hair` golden blonde, thin, loose, sholder length. body type` bonny ass, but slender. eyes` a brown like beating dumbs with a crying core tyed in with a deep ring. skin' like a doll that lived. scares on smooth, light tan. `my smile wide and open. missing a few teeth. (my stupid baby teeth wouldn't fall out! i'm thirteen!) other than that i have good teeth. =]
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Latest Journal Entry
December 29, 2008
Sixteen Military Wives
I think I might lye here a little bit longer. It’s a good place, no name, no fear, just love and happiness. But still I can’t help but wonder, what about Calvin? Calvin, of what I know of him to be, is a black haired, blue eyed, slightly chubby skate boarder that is in love with me and as I feared, I don’t know how much. See, I am not single, but my relationship is based off of nothing but the plain and dreadful emotion of loneliness. My eyes once brown, had its color carried away from many tears, all of which caused by my empty palm. And as I know type, I type words I will regret in time so to only be fare I am forcing myself not to throughout my art once more nor may I change the slightest word. I will also be not allowed to listen to any other song to keep up my mood. It seems like a different crush every week but who am I to blame? I have never been in love and much too young to truly understand love but who knows, I might. =] My closest friend Elizabeth, says I should break up with poor Brandon, on my opinion, and go with Calvin but as even the love of an adult, I can’t. For one, I asked him out, worst set back in the book. A break up would make me the monster. Also, the last day before Christmas break, Brandon had given me a beautiful locket. I wear it all the day, leaving out night, because as I take off my jeans I take off his locket along with them so I would not be strangled by the chain in my sleep. The only better gift would have been a stuffed tiger, I mean, any boy could do jewelry. But I now realize my choice of Brandon was not true, crush to say, but more less the fear of being alone. Brandon is, well, I don’t know how to describe him. I guess to say he is nice? Well, if you get what I mean in this next sentence you know him as I do. Anyone could love Brandon, anyone could talk to him, get his jokes, his many, many jokes. One too many jokes, just enough to fill a book. Anyone one could laugh at them, smile, giggle but jokes have all been said before. King Arthur told jokes as also did Marco and Polo. Even old scrooge has come up with a pitch line or two. I know you too much. But not just anyone could be his friend, listen to his jokes for the third time and even add a few more to his collection. So what I am saying is that we could be together not as a complete pair but more as friends. Could you be my best guy friend? I lied, I changed the song but who cares?
To be continued because I am too lazy to write any more.
