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September 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
Fellow Tin Soldiers
Blog Links
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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Thanks. I doubt you know who you are, but thank you. Bets are if I know you you're one of the ones I'm thanking.
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I’ve never been here before,
This is all so new to me.
You seem to have nothing to live for,
You don’t see all that you could be.
In your eyes I see the world,
Held upon a pedestal.
In your eyes I see hope,
Out of sight, your locked up soul.
Funny I wrote that about someone else, and know well it's not about them anymore. It's almost about me. I'm scared, there's no where safe to run. My fear is of myself. I don't know where to go.
amusement - www.danchan.com/weblog/vikingvoice
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*hugs*
I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty... But I am too bust thinking about myself. - Dame Edith Sitwell.
last modified Sep 3, 2004, 9:03 p
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no stopping now, you know which road you're taking
lights all green the radio, plays just the perfect song.
I hope you find out which direction you're going marie, there are safe places everyhwere you look, you just need to find them. but don't forget that decisions aren't to be made rashly, think about them a lot. either way, i'm your wingman </obscure driving reference. a wingman is someone who sit in the passenger seat and, at various times when the driver is otherwise occupied, picks up the cell phone, changes gears on a manual transmission, steers while the driver is eating, etc. basically, someone to help out along the way> anytime you need me to be.
Alex
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