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Interests: I love a ton of stuff like: People.... GUYS! Theatre Out there stuff that makes you feel AliVE! Horsebackriding and Hanging with friends! Gossip Central! I love PARTYING! Most of of All of I LOVE TO LAUGH!
Expertise: You could just say I'm gifted in an array of things. I act! I get into serious discussions about absolutly nothing revelant! I spend quality time with my TV! Really though: I tend to do random stuff ... usually completely out there. "THE SCARIEST THINGS ARE THE MOST WORTH WHILE." Whatever gives me that rush is what I'm into!
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Thursday, March 02, 2006

Lessons of Life

Lover never dies

Fear is an illusion, only love is real

Count every moment as a blessing

Tears are cleansing the hurt and opening ym heart to a happier future

As I release grief, all my fear, bitterness, and pain dissolve around my heart and I discover the joy of life

Every thought is creatin gmy future

From every drop of rain, a rainbow is born

Todays loses are tomorrow gains

A wise person never stops learning

When opportunity knocks at my door, I am ready to open new possibilties

I value every moment with the ones i love, and I let them know what's in my heart

I can make a choice to stay cnetered in the mist of confusion

Earth is the schoolroomm and we are the students. We all take different courses and graducate at different times

I can't control the universe, but i can control my myself

Make an effort to take part in the dance of life

It is good to share a tear, a luagh, a sigh with a friend. we are both being healed in our love

instead of judging myself or someone else, I think loving thoughts

Give without expectations in return

Nothing is lost, something is being transformed

I accept love as the healing power in my life


So like my life is going from here to there and its hard to find its path bt I'm loving the ride!

Guys, Friends, Drama - HIGHSCHOOL  what more is there to say


Friday, February 03, 2006

The Lesson of The Month

Time you spend mad at someone is stressful; it sucks.

Niether party wins, both are unhappy.

It leads to uncomfortablity and akwardness.

It is just so much better letting go, even if it is hard.

Eventually, you just have to leave the past in the past.

Don't waste your energy angry spend it happy.

For real

 


Monday, January 16, 2006

This really Amazing Kid, well guess this really Amazing Man wrote this, and it blew me away.

The Locker

(This is my story about how some-one changed my life and yet never knew they did.)

It was my senior year in highschool, my college years that was shortly ahead looked very promsing. It happened at a public highschool, of  which I do not know the name. I had just finished a wrestling tournment of which I had taken first place.

After my match, I need a breath of fresh air so I decided to walk  alone around the campus to just view the secenary.I came across a row of lockers..nothing special just the plain, old lockers that you see at every public school, but except for one difference.

Upon appoching the lockers I saw figures, either like a football a baseball or a track shoe was on a lot of the lockers. Looking closer you could see their names and their postion for the team that they obviously played for. Nothing out of the ordianary about that so far.

I walked further entering the gym and a huge Red billboard nicly illustrated by a few students read, "Congradualations Kate Summors, Captain of the softball team." I KNEW that name! I had come across it a week eariler while reading Who's a Who on Highschool atheltes, she was ranked 3rd in the nation, a stellar athelte with a promsing furture the article had written. I kept walking wishing to see more of campus as I still had plenty of time to kill, as the wrestling matches were sure enough still going on. Two more turns to the right or maybe It was a left and I came across another similar hallway of lockers, as before  some of these lockers had figures of sporting events that the students played in.. Again everything seemed normally well until I came across locker 1184.

The figure on the locker was a softball, although hardly visible because a even larger paper was almost compelty covering it. However, the paper that was clearly placed on top of the softball could not hide the beautifully written name of whose locker  it was. Kate Summors. The fact that she had a softball did not surprise me, of course she was the captain of the team, but the note that read on top of it.

Kate

Loves

Jeb


A few seconds went bye before I could take my eyes off the note: In fact I could recall tears rolling down my eyes as I stared at those 3 words, it effected me so much.

It was not the fact that she liked someone else that made me cry, to be honest I never knew the person.

It was the fact that it was covering the softball that impacted me so much. It sent a message that although there are many accomplishments to be made as an indiviual NOTHING means more than what you could do with someone you love.

It was not that the locker was small. It had enough space to have the softball  on one side and the note on the other..but the Note was on top because I take it, it meant more.

So the question if you had a locker...
What would be on it? What would be inside?

Then I ask youreself one last question...                                                                    What would NOT be on my locker?


So like all stories, this story must come to a close.

Those three words made me realieze something..that although your not always there to see it You are Always affecting somone. Even if it is as simple as a handwritten note saying.

Kate

Loves

Jeb.


     

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Thursday, December 22, 2005

With the Christmas Season upon us, we all embark to our little corners of the world. All of us with all our little agendas, with all our little schedules, and all our little plans. We are so wrapped up waiting for the BIG DAY. We all can't wait to be with the ones we love or tanning on some Carribean beach, or skiing down some double diamond slope. We wait with anticipation all year for this soon to come moment. Who knew running downstairs to see what Santa left us was the climax of our year?As everything the days come and go and as the sun rises and falls and we welcome the new year!The New Year brings a fresh slat, a chance to wipe away all ours sins, all problems (well atleast in my childish fantasy). So, we gaze at the clock desperately waiting for it to turn 12:00 so everything is born again. It's our personal rebirth. We are good again even if it only lasts for that single moment. I hope people take this New Year and make everything they can out of it. I hope they find the love of their lives and get swept of their feet. I trully do wish EVERYBODY even people that TRIED to hurt me. No matter how low someone is they will always have me wishing them the best, not because I like them, not because they deserve it, but because it not up to me to judge anyone. It not for me to critcise them or their life. So, I know I can have a better, a purer year knowing that I wish with all my heart the best things for everyone, whether they wish beautiful things for me in return is irrelvant atleast I can sleep at night knowing I did Good. That is the greatest advice: Always wish others All the Happiness in The World! Don't worry that they are the meanest, cruelest people in the world... KARMA will come around and bite them in the ass. TRUST ME Everything you do in life as a consquence ... you pay for everything you do.. sooner or laterRAISE YOUR GLASSES FOR YOUR NEIGHBOR'S HAPPINESS!
Happy New Year and Merry Christmas



Let all our wildest fantasies come true!... FOR REAL



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Sunday, December 11, 2005

I Blew out 16 Candles!


The 6th of December 1989, a beautiful baby girl was born in a hospital in the city of Waterloo, Belgium.  With all the happiness in the world, her daddy took her in his arms and whispered," You are my little princess, and I love you" As the years went by, the baby grew into a bouncy little girl, who had trantrums for silly reasons.  This little girl, daddy's princess grew year by year, day by day and on December 6, 2005, she blew out her 16 candles, wishing one single wish for her daddy.


Thousand of miles away, in the capital of Venezuela, her daddy heard. He picked up phone and whispered to her  "you are my little princess, and I love you."


He did not appear by her side like she had wished, but He was with her.


I know it! He lives in my Heart, the most beautiful place.


Betrayal: To be false or disloyal
People wonder why some of us keep our hearts guarded with a barrier that no one can get over. We were'nt always like that. People made us that way. People disappointed us and sincernly let us down. They ripped our hearts out and try and serve it back to us on silver platter full of their lies and false smiles.

Even if there word were true; so were their actions, and they spoke louder than anything they actually said. An action shows who you are; what you stand for. The question is what do you stand for?

And so it is said:

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages."

-William Shakespeare



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