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Listening to: Coldplay
Feeling: old
Saturday, 12:38 p.m.   Beginning Again Good thing I was working on this already. This morning Scott told me my sister found my diary. So this is new for a variety of reasons. With my 37 favorite entries. Boo. ----------------- 7:30 p.m. I was talking to Katherine today. She mentioned the oreo game. I think we got it from a commercial because we're all consumer children, surgically attached to the television since almost birth. Every night at the same time for our favorite shows, being exposed to the various 30 second commercials. Etching themselves gradually into our brains. But that's not the point. The point is, The Oreo Game. Suzie gets the oreos, and Jamie pulls out the yearbook and list of desirable young things. Suzie holds an oreo and twists, Jamie calls out, if the creamed side is in Suzie's left hand, Suzie has to marry Bobby, and if the creamed side is in Suzie's right hand, she has to marry Joey. Eww, not joey! Mm, creamy. Man, Kajsa and I used to play that game. When we were in 6th grade I think. Yeah, we were older ish, but hey. We're just extra in touch with our inner children. That was such a good game. I also never got to play spin the bottle. This makes me sad. Someday I will play spin the bottle. ----------------- 9:02 p.m. Anyone wanna start a spin the bottle game? Let's get a big group together, sit in a park somewhere, and play. And also let's bring water balloons because a baloon fight would be very sexy. I keep thinking about Dan all the time. I love talking to that sexy pirate-ninja hybrid 15,000 miles away. I'd kiss him so hard if he were close enough. Even though it would be weird kissing my clone. Wow, Star Wars is on TV. I dislike Star Wars. But I am amused nonetheless. Oh guess what! I drove this evening! Drove! On the Left! That's right kiddos. I am a lean mean driving machine. Except not. I almost turned into oncoming traffic once. Probably I freaked those poor people out. "Damn Americans," They'd think if they knew I was from the U.S. Yeah, I know. Sorry. Good thing daddy was there to scream at me "WHATAREYOUDOING?!?!?!!!111@@@!~1" I don't regret any second of our time together But this doesn't mean it isn't over You want me to be honest? I'm glad you made out with the girl. It showed me a new feeling. It made me realize this was all over long before this. You showed me that. And I'm thanking you. Let's just be friends, that fatal line. I guess I just fell in love too fast and too hard. Or maybe not hard enough. All I know is that I'm slowly falling out. I noticed today that I fall in love quickly. I'm so trusting and forgiving. Has it always been this way? I love everyone I get close to. What happened to my cynical nature? I can't help but worry that one of these days, I'm gonna get burned really badly...And maybe I'll lose that trust. And that will be sad. ----------------- 10:42 p.m. I was so bored tonight that I looked at the msn profiles of all my contacts. Even the people I knew didn't have them. "unknown member" but still. I took the time. Even my own. I found CJ's. He had a picture. I saved it. I really really miss him. He asked me out in an email on January 10 because the night before I asked him if he liked me. But we never saw each other so on Valentine's day I broke up with him. And it made me sad. And then I saw him again? And that was one of the best nights I've ever had. I miss CJ. He's so pretty.
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Yah, I live in New Zealand..... nice place, really.

Minus all the gangs tagging the doctors, psychotic women drivers and the fact most radio stations play Usher, its pretty cool.
Well, youve had longer to adjust. You'd notice things move slowly in NZ....

Youve also got the diary sobyootiful, right?

Well, I only just clicked. =P
Hahaha. Well, Im just assuming gangs have been around longer in the US than they have in NZ.

Haha, I always used to read that sobyootiful diary. Youre a damn good writer.
Hahaha. Find it hard to believe I read all the available entries on that diary?

I cant write for peanuts. I can argue, though. And play the drums. And thus ends my talents in life, hahaha.
Hahaha, someone else has got to have told you you write beautifully.

Like, youre writing about looking at MSN profiles, but I still want to read it, because you wrote it so well.

Meh. My latest entry is just having an argument with your friend fenix. Hes neato.