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Name: Cortnee*
Country: United States
State: Kentucky
Metro: Murray
Birthday: 12/21/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: Wellllllll...I like music. Drums. Drummers. Anthony Green and his most superb voice. Snapple. Truman Capote novels. Trident Tropical Twist gum. Calculus. Family Plots. Going and seeing bands that I don't really enjoy play their little shows. And going frog giggin' with the most wondrous, Curtis.
Expertise: Having my license, yet never driving anywhere unsupervised, and being an unsocial, wallflowerish, loner.
Message: message me
MSN: strawberryshortcake_16@hotmail.com
AIM:  cortneeeeeee
Member Since:
5/18/2004
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| So, people...Xanga declared me a baller, thus causing me to have to make a new Xanga...AGAIN.
Booo.
Anyway.
It's this, now...
www.xanga.com/yltfososkaeps
Yep. So, add me....or don't...or whatever. I dun't curr. | | |
| Blehhh.
No school for me again today.
Boring, but oh well.
I've finally got some good music downloaded.
Mmm.
Ahhh, and while I was bored today...I made myself a new Xanga.
This one's getting just a tad bit old.
Sooo, yep.
Dis' be ittttt, bitches.
www.xanga.com/shesgotthephotos_x
Yeah...I even put that stupid 'x' in there.
Go me.
So go there...and add me.
'Cause Stone Cold said so.
SEE.
I told you he said so.
..Yeah, I'm just a little bit too bored for my own good.
Oh well. | | |
| I'm not sure what's happened.
I'm not sure why it's happened.
But it has.
And it's killing me.
I don't want it to be like this anymore.
I really don't think I can take it much longer.
We went from practically being conjoined at the brain and seeing each other almost 24/7, to seeing each other just sparatically in the hallways, and barely talking at all.
And my way of dealing with it...has been not at all cool.
I've let myself get mad at you, which never happens.
We've been best friends for the past seven years without ever once getting in an argument, fight, or really being mad at each other, but here lately, I've let myself get so mad at you. I don't even know that you've realized I was mad at you...but I have been. And I don't even know why. Really, I don't even think there was a reason. None except for it was easier for me to accept us not being the same anymore if I had a reason for it. And yeah. For that, I just really want to say I'm sorry. So...
I'm Sorry, Ashleigh.
I've been a crappy friend, and I really hope you'll forgive me.
You're the best friend I've ever had, and ever will have. There's a total of like five people I trust in the world, and you're definitely the top one. I love you more than I do my Jesse McCartney CD...and you know how much I love that thing. I really want us to be us again. That would just be suuuuuper. I'm sorry that I let myself get angry over nothing. Really, I am.
Yeah. That might have sounded more than a bit lesbian-like, but you know what?
I don't care the least bit.
If by reading this, you think that I'm that way, all I have to say to you is suck a penis, get the hell over it, and stop being a judgmental person.
Yeah. Anyways. I didn't go to school again today.
I'm sick. Yuckkk.
And I guess that would be ittttttt. | | |
| Ughhhhh.
I think if I could...I would trade lives with a tree.
Mine's just not so marvelous at this point in time,
And I really think that a tree's is better than mine.
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^^ That was me not liking my life.
Yeppppppppp. Uhhh, I guess that's it.
I'm babysitting tonight, though.
So...if anyone is bored or not doing anything or something...call up the digitz at the babysitting place,
Or hit me up on M to the SN.
Don't call until you know I'm there, though.
Alright, yeah. That's it this time.
-[Edit]-
FUCK YOU
-[Edit, again.]-
...Okay, nevermind.
Unfuck you.
I don't even care. | | |
| ak;hsdjsdgsdg
What is it with me?
Mood...still.
Ew.
I'm not sure why I'm updating this thing.
There's nothing really to even post about.
Ahhh, except that in Arts Appreciation, I'm no longer Cortnee.
I'm now...*drumroll please*
Rico...the Latin Pool Boy.
Hah...Yeahhh.
It's for this..tragedy thing we had to make up in groups.
I love my group.
Even though most disagreed to let me be knocked up by the President in the play thing. Oh well. Atleast I get to be a Latin Pool Boy.
Hmm. Yep. That's it, I guess.
Ohh, no it isn't.
This next part makes me smile. A lot.
Since like...eleven days ago...about fifteen has left.
Wowwww. am,fajfalha!!!!
To me, that's just the bees knees and a half.
I hope it continues that way.
That'll make my mood get a bit better, I do believe.
Alright. This time, I really am finished.
Weee.
-[Edit]-
People are stupid.
WOO!
I went to the nurse today to get a tylenol.
Yeah, so anyhow...I went a-walkin' in the hallway on my way to the 'nurse's station' and saw Joshhhhhhhhhhua Caldwell leaving the bathroom from taking a tinkle, so he walked me there, which was a grand time and a half. I love that boy a lot. He's practically my knight in shining armor. Minus the whole, being a knight and having shining armor thing.
So we get there, Josh drops me off, and I talked to the nurse lady about random things for about 10 minutes, then she finally decided to get me a tylenol. So, in the time while she went into her little space thing where she hides the drugs, I decided to look over the pamphlets in the pamphlet case, whatever thing...which is where I found this :
Yep. And that, kids is what animals would tell you if they talked and you asked them why they didn't smoke.
I just found that to be the funniest thing I've seen in almost 10 years.
I'm not really sure why, since HELLO...it's stupid.
But oh well, it happens. | | |
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