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see this is what annoys me. last night, falling asleep, i thought of some REALLY good blog stuff, and now that i'm actually blogging, i can't remember!!! connie's helping me remember right now, and it's kinda working... i suppose

ooooooo I REMEMBER ONE!! andy, these are gonna sound really cliche and corny, so just work with me here, okay?

out of your friends, there are a group of ppl who there's always something to talk to about, and there's never much "awkward silence". like for instance, i always have something to tell Kathleen and Connie, something to babble and rant about, and we can have fun just going:
HEY!!!!!
VORINWE!!!
ELAINE!!!! ISILME!!!!
cormanin lindua ele le!!!!
lol (there always HAS to be a 'lol' when your talking to connie)

with kathleen, in between breathes, we (more often I) think of something else to say. and if there's nothing to say, sometimes we just burst out giggling, and don't stop. i do that more with olivia, but yea...
then there are some ppl, such as patrick and andres, where you just sit there, and there isn't as much to say. periods of awkward silence often ensue... hey i can only talk for so long for so many things.
and then there are some, more like ONE, who you just have to argue with constantly. there's no such thing as peace. it's actually quite fun (why do u think we do it so often) unless i'm really pissed off, bcuz then i just blow...
but in the end, it doesn't really matter, bcuz their all good friends

hahaha i'm convincing connie that she's destroying the english language right now. it's so fun. OMG!!! I JUST REALIZED THAT "YOU CON"=YUKON!!!! awesome!! i'm gonna call her YUKON from now on!

basketball practice is fun, but really really hot. we have a car wash on saturday.. anybody want to contribute and buy a $5 coupon from me?!!? ANYONE?!

and picture this, i've been wondering this for a couple of days now. what if you were born into a different family/life? like, let's say instead of being whoever you are, teenager in California, whether u go to Ayala, Troy, or DBar, you're, hmm.. RUSSIAN, and at age 5, u were sent to Round Lake training center in Moscow, away from your parents, to be a gymnast. (sry. first scenario that popped into my head) it's amazing how different our lives would be, but who determines that? who determines that i, elaine, am a 14 yr old teenager who goes to Troy HS in Southern California in the 21st century, and i'm not some English guy fighting in WWII, or a Romanian girl living on the top of a secluded hill with my 4 coaches and 8 other girls doing practically nothing but gymnastics all day? (Sorry, can't seem to get off the gymnastics topic) who determines that? religious ppl will say their god or deity, while others say it's fate. Whoever determines that basically determines our lives, what we turn out to be, what we do in life, where we're going, and how our lifestyle is. if i were some english guy in WWII, i'd probably be shot already, for one, and be like 80 years old, and be haunted by ppl dying around me all day. if i were a romanian gymnast, i'd practically never see my parents, live w/ 8-9 other girls all day, and all i can ever think of is uneven bars, beam, floor, and vault... well i doubt that's all they think of, but STILL.

yea... i'm DONE rambling for now. yes connie, i'm DONE