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August 2004
The Mountain's Secret
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Name: Marie
aka: CityKat
aka: Bubbles
Age: 18 - eek! I'm old...
Birthday: December 13
Zodiac: Sagittarius
Location: The box that is campus.
Loves: RH;MIT, music, friends, the outdoors, all of my hometowns, critters, WAGGGS
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Chicken Soup For The Souless -What goes on in Jesse's brain, nobody knows...
In ThE Tub WiTh SquIsHy -Christina's log, so just keep swimming!.
Lean On Me -Regan's digital and cryonable shoulder.
Manitoulin Wannabe -The heart of the island's where her heart lies.
One Ring... -Ali's blog. Her straight forward is kinda crooked.
Random Thoughts -It’s Jeff! And the voices!.
Searching in the Darkness -Lex's blog, we'll force him to see dawn one of these days.
Somewhere Over the Rainbow -It’s Kuriosity!
Super Spidey -A cookie and a kiss.
The World of Cr0magnus -Tech Reincarnated
Undead and Confused -My favourite Cool Kid!
Moutains and Valleys
Fun Links
Chris's Site -Games, Pics, Jokes... He's got it. And BESS can't get him.
F-Concept! Oi!Oi!Oi! -Leader's only!... okay, and Josh and Bubble!
havesomehats -All I'm saying is; elephants, checkered people, and top hats.
Sinfest -Funny as Hell. Thanks to Lex for getting me hooked.
Too Far North (Awesome)!! -The best band there ever was! (Okay, that might be stetching it, but hey we love you guys!) It consists of a lack of independant brain power and a collective love for music!
Blog Shares -Who's winning today?
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I once wrote a farewell letter to someone, and in it I wrote these words –
“I've had three families throughout life, the first was my teddy bears who I came home to and told everything, but they don't listen anymore. The second, my parents and brother, they were always there, but they built a wall of responsibilities and distrust between us. And the third, the ones who were always there, were my friends. You were there to listen and to speak, if I simply needed homework help, or comfort in a bad time. You were there for me and I will never forget that. Thank You.”
I look around me, and listen to others, to the material world that surrounds me and what do I hear? Money, sex, drugs, lies. That is the condensed version of the society I live in, but not the world I live in. My world is a world in which material wealth means nothing, sure it’s needed to get by, but that’s because society’s stupid. In my world it’s your heart that makes you who you are, it’s whether or not you share your love, whether or not you smile, whether or not your there for anyone who needs it. It’s how you act that defines who you are, not what you have.
As I look around me in this infinitely hugs world I can see the strength of a butterfly, the maturity of a child, and the love of friends. As I look around me I see that in my life what matters most is not me, not grades, not jobs, not money, not men, but my friends. And as I look around I can see that they are some of the most amazing people I’ve ever heard of.
Some of them have had to move and move again, picking up their lives and moving on to something new. And in those people I still see a strength unsurpassed, a strength in their ability to make a new life, to find new friends, to make another name for themselves, to continue on the right track.
Others have stayed in the same place their whole lives, but have had to cope with their home changing. Parents breaking up and finding new relationships, childhood friends and close family dying, siblings going in the wrong direction. In these friends I see compassion of an unbeatable sort and I see determination and flexibility. These people can bend with life as the oak bends in the wind, because they have no choice, because life throws them curve balls faster than it does joy. These people take those balls and toss them back to life, with love and understanding, thinking it better them than someone else, knowing they can overcome the obstacle thrown at them, knowing that lemons are what makes lemonade.
Still I see another type of friend, one who’s always gotten what they’ve wanted, where nothing’s ever gone bad for them, the type of person you would expect to be stuck up and arrogant. Instead these people used what they’ve been blessed with to help others, they stop to see the big picture and help others to overcome their problems. In them I see charity and concern, I see a love for their world, their country, and their friends. Though nothing’s ever harmed them directly, the worst thing that could happen to these people is something bad happening to someone else. They give all they have and ask nothing but a smile in return.
I look around me and this is what I see in my world, these are my friends. It’s no wonder to me that I can find a reason to smile, because “there are wood ships and good ships, the ships that sail the sea. But the best ships are friendships, and may they always be.” I smile because I see the beauty in the love my friends give, I see how they manage to help the world and each other become better and more understanding. They are there when someone needs help, they are lip synching a cheesy song when someone needs to laugh, they are listening when someone needs to talk, and they are singing when someone needs to listen. They are more then love could ever ask for, they are the best friends in the galaxy. And to my surprise, they are my friends.
So thank you, everyone who reads this, because you do make a difference in people’s lives. Not only my own but everyone who you see during the day. Thank you for being there, and never forget to smile, because when you look around I’m sure you’ll see you’re not alone.
*hugs*
I have a list of folks I know all written in a book,
and every now and then I go and take a look.
That is when I realize these names they are a part,
not of the book they're written in but taken from the heart.
For each name stands for someone who has crossed my path sometime,
and in that meeting they have become the reason and the rhyme.
Although it sounds fantastic for me to make this claim,
I really am composed of each remembered name.
Although you're not aware of any special link,
just knowing you, has shaped my life more than you could think.
So please don't think my greeting as just a mere routine,
your name was not forgotten in between.
For when I send a greeting that is addressed to you,
it is because you're on the list of folks I'm indebted to.
So whether I have known you for many days or few,
in some ways you have a part in shaping things I do.
I am but a total of many folks I've met,
you are a friend I would prefer never to forget.
Thank you for being my friend !!
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Beautiful words Darling. I am sure everyone from that post knows who they are and is equally estatic that you are their friend.
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Cr0mag - August 6, 2004, 12:21 a
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