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skife

:: 2008 27 March :: 5.03pm

tonight:

bowling till 9:30
clean a bus
ride to chicago with danno and ryan

tomorrow: meet erin at the airport at 9:17am
hang out with erin, dan, ryan, and jeff tomorrow, get some chicago pizza, help danno pack
erin and myself hop a train to the mitten and we hang out here for a week, then i have to drive her back to o'hare and she heads home to texas :(

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angel_bob

:: 2008 25 March :: 6.10pm

I have a twitter

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skife

:: 2008 24 March :: 9.11pm

http://www.battlefield-heroes.com/

:D

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angel_bob

:: 2008 24 March :: 4.57pm

blogtastic
The other day, I went to Barnes and Noble with Katti and Oliver. Oliver spied a giveaway for two tickets to Grand Rapids Ballet's production of Don Quixote. Oliver entered and made Katti enter and I entered because, really, why not? The only thing holding me back was who to take with me.

You probably know what's coming. I just got a call from GRap's Ballet saying I won two tickets to the show on Sunday, March 30 at 2. Who could I drag with me that would really appreciate it? Hannah, of course.

So on Sunday I will take my lovely sister with me to the ballet. And I am pretty excited. I haven't been to the ballet since I saw The Nutcracker with my girl scout troop. And I get to dress pretty! Yay!

In other news, I was going to write at least half of one of my papers today and my speech for next week but the internet wasn't working for a while so I got started on my romance novel. And it is so much fun that I don't want to stop. I'll start writing and researching later tonight.

I love you all.

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hoshi-ko

:: 2008 21 March :: 8.49pm

Au soleil ou sous la pluie
It's snowing. No joke. It has been so nice and warm[er] this week and today it decides to snow. Not cool, Michigan, not cool. What are those poor kids going to do for an Easter egg hunt? Are they going to have to do it inside? How lame.





I would like to tell you a story. There was was a beautiful little French town named Collioure...




This town had everything you could have ever wanted. It was adorable, located right on the Mediterranean Sea and small enough that it felt like no one but you knew about it.





The water was beautiful and cool every day. It soothed hot sore feet and was so clear you could see every rock and fish.






The town had its own fort protecting the city. This fort had been a castle and a second home to royalty before becoming the strong fort it finally was. It sat above the town protecting the homes that would someday be vacation homes to nice British people.





This town was visited by three girls one May.









These girls had so much fun, they never wanted to leave the little town. Late that afternoon, as the girls were soaking their sore feet in the cool sea, one of them spied a rock in the distance.




One of the girls remarked upon the likeness of that rock and a rock in a movie called The Little Mermaid. "Didn't that take place in France?" one of them remarked. The other two agreed and then the first declared joyfully that this town was where that mermaid washed up and the fort was where the prince lived.





The town, already a beautiful town in its own right, became majestic in their eyes. It became The Little Mermaid town. They visited it once more before they left France and it was still just as gorgeous and just as magical.





When any of them worried, felt stressed, homesick, tired or hated the weather, they thought of that town and were once again teleported back to its rocky beaches, narrow streets and magical waters.



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