::Journal Teaser::
August 8, 2001
Okay, I've always thought that braces looked cute on girls, and most of the time on dudes.((i thought they were especially cute when i had them)) But retainers on the other hand have looked painful to me, and sometime down right tortureous.
And today, I found out the truth.
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Welcome to the *Thoughts of a Princess* web site! In case you're wondering about the title, shame on you! Every girl (they say little, but what the hell) is a princess. I hope you'll love it as much as i do, so~jump in and have a blast!
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It's more of a personal site, but even if you don't know me, I just know it'll be awesome! I don't have a guest book yet, can't quite figure that one out yet. I mean, are you really my guests? Should i bake cookies to make you welcome? Personally i prefer chocolate chip, how unoriginal huh? OOooh, we need cookies, someone ate the last one and left the wrapper. That, my friends, is just torture! Imagine, seeing
the plastic cookie wrapper in the fridge (i know, the fridge? who keeps
I'm not here promoting anything, except maybe me... can you do that? (hehehe)
I don't have a purpose in this site, sans Roswell and sans me, like Save the Whales or something like that. Maybe save your local High school student, yeesh-we need to be saved from work! But thank goodness for Summer!! And I am almost completely enjoying it now. It began well enough, i was a counslor at a local camp, hung arund with friends, went to the pool every day, went to the beach and loved the lifegaurds, then BANG! Mummy and Da wrote me at camp and said, "We're moving!" i didn't get to help pick out the house or anything~ they even chose my room! Actually it isn't so bad, it's on the way other side from them and i can blast my music and they would never know! (yay) So we did move,but it took like 5 days, even though it was just across city, and here we are, with no grass, durn! (hehehe) At least my neighbor is a *cookie*((britany :)), I think anyway...i haven't quite had a good look at him~yet. But I will come up a plan.
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cookies in the fridge? Well, we do- so ha!) so you see it, and it tantilizes you. You know it's right before dinner, and the cookie is forbidden, but you take the plunge-you reach in...but alas and alack! Your hand comes up empty, and now your body is craving something sweet. Who ya gonna call? The ice cream man!! (who knows me by name if you're at all concerned) We also have this man in a trolly who makes sno-cones for us...it's so cute!
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