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Name: Stephanie Country: United States State: Georgia Birthday: 9/2/1988 Gender: Female
Interests: 90's alternative - Nirvana. Toad the Wet Sprocket. Smashing Pumpkins. The Cranberries. Soundgarden. Mudhoney. Pearl Jam. Alice in Chains. Gin Blossoms. Better than Ezra. Evan Dando. Blind Melon. 10,000 Maniacs. Sponge. Cracker. Candlebox. Live. Foo Fighters. Red Hot Chilli Peppers. r.e.m. stone temple pilots. Collective Soul. Oasis. Duncan Sheik. etc, plus Edie Brickell. Sarah Mc Lachlan. Fiona Apple. The Wallflowers. Goo Goo Dolls. Thrid Eye Blind. Everclear. Sister Hazel. Tonic. Something Corporate. Dashboard & Dashboard like stuff. some old Matchbox 20... some Aerosmith. Fleetwood Mac. Eagles. Led Zeppelin. Pink Floyd. and then theres my 80's love Expertise: art...painting, drawing, writing, sewing, making clothes, tearing up clothes and making new ones, Harry Potter, LOTR, science fiction and fiction in general, wasting away at the computer, gameboy pocket, music and my guitar + violin... the food channel, the golden girls, and oh yes and the greatest movie of all time: Empire Records...and or course e-bay... Occupation: Artist
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Member Since:
4/26/2004
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| Unless you are as big of a Harry Potter fan as I am, I do not think you can possibly comprehend my emotional state right now.... I had predicted it would happen...but not like that...book seven had better be an encyclopedia... | | |
| Dear sweet Jesus I'm finally back from my Spain excursion, and as thankful as I am to be home, I don't think I could have possibly had a better time or wanted to go back more. It's just so....different! Granted, I love our country, and being over there has made me realize how blessed we are to have the type of lifestyle and opportunities that we do, but that trip was honest to God one of the single most amazing and eye opening experiences of my entire life. Things in Spain are just so much more realxed, and it didn't hurt to have my best friends with me to share in the experience. During the two weeks we toured. our curfew ranged from midnight to 3 am, but on the family stay...holy geez! I honestly did not get back to my kid's house until 7:30-8:00 am, and it was completely acceptable! That's just how things are! I am now able to say that I sat in a cafe in a little town in Spain, me the only girl with 8 guys, eating churros, and watching the Spanish sunrise. After having so much freedom and trust over there it's such a culture shock to return to the US where we have a state mandated midnight curfew. There was just so much more to experience and do and I feel like I lived half a lifetime while I was there. I met some of the most incredible people that I hope and pray I will never ever forget. I never knew that it was possible to achieve such a complete and total connection with a group of guys with whom you don't even share a common language. It is so rewarding to realize that these people understand and accept you even though you can often only communicate through gestures and eye contact. I will never forget my Spanish friends as long as I live. We may lose touch along the way, but these people and my experiences in Spain have made me a more mature and confident person that I don't think I could have otherwise become so rapidly. Maggie and Jenny...we're going back. | | |
| Well, I'm leaving for Spain with two of my best friends for three weeks and I have absolutley no idea what to say except for AHHHHHHH!?SKDFAIWEJFAKSFWOTUVN!?. Wish me luck I guess? | | |
| So by browsing through the infinite abyss that is xanga, I can tell that i'm not the only one that's been completely bitch-slapped by the fact that I'm going to be a senior in high school and I have no idea what i've done with the last 3 years of my life. A senior...in high school...its just not right. Honestly, come on. I just graduated from Holy Redeemer what seems like two weeks ago and already I'm supposed to be mature enough and ready to live on my own!? Who decided that? I'm sorry but there is something obviously wrong with the calendar because there is no way that high school, the place i'd been looking foward to my whole life, is comming up on its final year! I mean am I really that different than when I was the happy little fiddler in our 8th grade play? I pray to GOD that I am because boy was that an awkward stage or what, but still unless there are some major changes that i'm somehow ignorantly overlooking I don't feel like it's been almost four years. Seriously, these are the things that they ought to prepare you for in school. Now don't get me wrong, school might have been great at helping me learn the climate zones for the entire globe including the desolate nether-regions of Mongolia and Zimbabwe, but they failed miserably in the department of preparing you for what to do when you realize that three supposedly crucial years of your life have passed in a blur and theres nothing that you can do about it! Because unless i'm horribly mistaken, there was no "Oh, by the way, before you can count to ten you're going to be deciding what you want to do for the rest of your natural born life" course. I must have missed that one on the course registration sheet. Unfortunatley, unless it counted as a business credit I wouldn't have been able to take it anyway.
Well. I feel that that entry was overall a fruitful return to my xanga. | | |
| Ahhh the unsurmountable joy and ecstacy of recieving both progress reports as SAT scores within two days of eachother! Yay! (sarcasm) Alas they still turned out relatively well and I suppose there is hope for me yet to be accepted into a semi-decent college. Yahoo. | | |
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