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Post by esme on Aug 11, 2007 11:18:09 GMT -5
Cami-a.k.a.-Smeagol/Smeagzz--/|\--14--/|\--Deven's Wifie Ok, well about me? I love reading, anything fantasy that can get me somewhere other than this boring place I call earth. I swear, I have a perfect little world all to myself inside my head, I can entertain myself for hours if need be. My eyes are blue/green with gold in the center and they turn grey when I'm upset. My lips are a little thin, but not too bad and my eyelashes are terribly short. I hate my hair, and I'm getting it colored soon I hope. I'm 5'4" and 102 pounds on a full stomach. I like spicy and italian foods, I prefer meat or soups. White chocolate, and caramel, and licorice are my favorite sweets. I'm a bit dragon obsessed, my room is filled with htem, I even have a dragon kite hanging from the ceiling. Alternative music is good, I like old school punk, and club music. I'll listen to anything really though, I just don't like country (some country like Johnny Cash is ok), gospel or rap. My parents are divorced I live with my dad my step mom and my little sister and visit my mom on the weekends. I love animals and have...*counts* 1...2...3...4...5..6...and 7 if you count my little sister. I want to study snakes and other reptiles when I grow up and I will move to New Zealand. May the Bacon be with you. -Cami |
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Post by esme on Sept 19, 2007 16:04:23 GMT -5
September the Nineteenth.
Wednesday.
2007.
Ok, here's how it is. I go to a school with about 20 students grades 6-12. I am one of the only high school girls, the other is fifteen, I'm fourteen. There are three teachers, only two teach me. And I have the misfortune to have a huge huge huge huge crush on the math teacher's fifteen year old son.
But today I am happy. Very happy. Giddy even, as I type and sip chocolate milk. So happy that I feel a bit like I'm on drugs and I don't trust myself to reply to posts. Last time I was out of it was on HV where I earned the name Smeagol, and that was just.....wow.
Anyway, Me and two guys have German class off of my laptop from 3:15 to 4:15, one of the guys is the guy I like. His mom is down stairs grading papers. When German is finished one of hte guys leaves and the guy I like grabs his guitar and goes in a another room while I wait for my step-mom to pick me up. So I'm sitting at the table with his mom and my ride pulls up and I grab my stuff and give the teacher a hug good-bye then....
I stop, and (this is something I've wanted to do for months) asked her if the guy had a girlfriend. She said no and I almost ran out the door, I was blushing like CRAZY. But she called me back and said, no kidding: "He has a hard time with words, but I happen to know he thinks you're really cool."
So, I am currently on Cloud 9....or perhaps Cloud 9999999.
Whichever.
Oh btw, I'm getting green streaks in my hair next weekend, squee times three!
May the Bacon be with you,
-Cami
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