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| OMG OMG OMG...So I'm moving to Palo Alto (40 minutes from San Francisco) in 18 days. I'm gonna be arriving there on the 10th of April. I can't believe it. It's...gonna be so amazing. I'm going to have trouble with what all I can bring. I'm allowed 3 suitcases and 2 carry-ons. I think I can keep it down to that...but the problem is, I don't have but one small suitcase. I had a little...duffle bag thingy but the zipper busted one time when I left my house because my parents were (As usual) trying to take every possible way for me to talk to Amanda, away. They're so full of shit. Everytime something happend...they find some way to justify (Or what they would call justification..I just cant get my head that far up my ass) that it was Amanda's fault or something...I don't know. I really dislike them. They called me worthless and a child molestor because I'm in love. I think they're on crack...-sigh- Well at least I'm getting out of here. It'll be good for m to start a new, safe like away from all this bullshit. Thanks to everyone in Palo Alto for making this possible. <33333333
~Cara Bear | | |
| Wooooooooo. I <3 Brian. He's taking me with him to San Francisco. I'm moving. (=
This makes me incredicably happy. He's saving my life. I meant to post this the other day when I found out, but I forgot to post it. I was too busy screaming and trying to get with people and spend as much time with them as I can. But anyways. I <3 you all. Be sure to keep reading my Xanga. I'll update as much as possible and let you know how San Francisco is going. <333333333333333
~Cara Welch | | |
| Now I'm just messing around. If you all see my different playings with my xanga, comment me about it, describe it, and tel me how pleasent, or unpleasent, it is to the eyes. I'm trying to figure out what I wanna do with it right now. I want it to look cool like youralls xangas but...I'm a newbie so i can't be cool yet.  ANYways...yeah this is a short post...just wanted to get that out there...I may post later. | | |
| WOOO! SO...xanga is pretty ok. My Mom's computer sux ass unless you hear the happy hardore radiostation playing. <3333 I need to get pictures up but...My computer won't connect right now so I either have to use my myspace pictures or....my winter formal pictures...-gag- I was like...fat...-er. Ehhh. Don't we all just LOVE pictures? Hmmm. Well Xanga reminds me alot of the blog section on myspace. It's pretty ok. I like that I understand this a bit better. There's not 10 billion things you have to click just to put in an entry. That's nice. But yeah. So...my day. And life... YEAH! So like...idk. I don't know that I approve of some of the decisions I've been making. I've not been going to school...and lots of other things but... I KNOW anyone who tells me they're proud of me has got to be lying...I'M not even proud of me...Of course, as everyone says, You're your own worst critic. I know I know but... This i just unacceptable. IDK...It's like...I'm addicted to Amanda. I can't help it. I feel like, everyday, I hate school and don't want to go because I wanna talk to Amanda...all the time. Not that this is her fault....never. I would never in my life dream of blaming this on her. I wouldn't want her to feel like she's holding me back or anything. The truth is, she makes me better than who I really am. She makes m happier. Nothing BAD has ever come out of me having a relationship with her. It's just as simple as love. (hehe...that's an oxymoron if I've heard one) BUT ANWAYS...any of you reading this, I'm not normally this boring. <3333 | | |
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Wow. So...I'm new. Hi. My name is Cara and I'm addicted to writing. heh. Admiting is the first step right? Yeah. So I just need to get used to xanga first...then it'll be all fine and dandy and I'll know why te hell I MADE a xanga. <33333 | | |
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