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im a home-cooked girl if ya know what i mean.. and if ya dont then that means i like the simple life.. i like small towns and a few close friends rather than huge cities and lots of ppl i hardly know. i love God, family, friends, and pets. in no particular order. i have a serious side but i know when to be funny most of the time.. but like everyone im not perfect... and i dont try to be. hope this helps. the answer to the question "do u think that forks evolved from spoons?" is here cuz there wasnt enough room down there: yes.. i think that people were sick of trying to stab their solid food with a spoon to eat it so they developed the fork. but then where did the spoon come from? it would only be logical that they originally used sticks which made them contemplate forks, but the forks couldnt cut the food, so they made knives, but they couldnt drink liquid with those 2 items so they made the spoon, but then what if their hands were what made them think to make spoons? then you must consider, their teeth may have been the true inspiration.. maybe they were sick of cutting meat with their teeth and developed the knife fist?

Monday, October 17, 2005

~Unexpected~


The pain of regret and rejection was tearing her apart. it showed on her face. the agony within was more than she could bear. the loss of a friend. the loss of a love. the loss of a hope. the loss of a dream. it seemed like no one cared anymore. she avoided eye contact as he walked out the doors. she thought, if i keep looking down, he will walk straight to the bus, we wont make eye contact, and i wont have to think about him. she watched his feet pass, then stop and turn. she looked up. his peircing eyes looked into hers. "hey. whats up" he said to her. her heart raced. everything she had assumed, all she had been led to believe, was false. she struggled for words. "uhm... not much... you?" "eh.. nothing. did you skip school yesterday?" he asked. she was startled by the question she hadnt thought of herself as 'skipping', but it sounded good "ya, i slept in and just didnt go." "ya... me either." he replied. she was confused, if he wasnt at school either how did he know she wasnt? he must have asked someone. he must have been interested. "well i gotta go... ill see ya later." he walked away. "bye." she said. he turned and smiled.


~*~Golf Sox~*~

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