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Hey :) Um....here's a LITTLE bit about me! Believe me, you must be really special if you're reading this. You must be amazing if you understand it. If you talk to me about it, you're just spiffy. My name is Gabrielle. I like that my name splits in two.

Gabby:
Hey, I'm Gabby! I'm really friendly and I love giving hugs! I go to Catholic school and I get pretty good grades. I have the best friends in the world, and I'm always open for more. I'm still trying to figure out exactly what makes sense in my life. I have two passions, one that carries more weight than the other. Basketball is one, I can't really bring myself to stop. That means something, right? And music. I wouldn't be here without it. I sing, and that's truely what I want to do. Maybe one day I'll do that. I'm working on it :) . I'm thankful to God for my life. It's been hard sometimes, but who's hasn't, right?

Brielle:
Hey, hoe. I'm Brielle. Don't fuck with my friends, and I won't fuck with you, okay? Umm..I play basketball because I love it, and it's good for my figure. I sing, because I have to. Music is what got me through the hardest of times: cutting, forcing myself to learn how to stop, and those lonely times when you know there's just no one that could understand.
I need Gabby. She nourishes me, and she lets me out when I need some air. She can write and sing whatever I need to be told. But she can't sing like I can, and you have to be extremely spiffy for me to let you here me sing. I have the sweetest ass in my class :) but I let Gabby take credit. I spoil that chick so much! I take the pain for her when the worst times come. In an ugly situation, I let her sleep, and I come out. I can be destructive, or I can be powerful. Gabby's sweet and I don't want her to get fucked up, so it's my turn to shine when she can't handle the pressure. When things get hard, but she can handle it, I'm the one that makes her suck it up.
She's the cute one. I'm the hot one. She's the photographer, I'm the model. She's the singer, I'm the lyrics and the voice within. I'll explain more later, but for now, that's all you need to know.

I love you, no matter who you are.
Gabrielle ♥♥

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And it’s not completely because of Courtney :)

It’s because at the game tonight (which we lost, but it was a very close game), some girl’s shoulder rammed right into the split middle of my chest and I’m starting to feel it worse now.

So I figured that I’d do something good with my time besides sit here and think of a guy.

I’m going through Michael Jackson, remembering him, studying him, and being incredibly inspired. If I get through all of his songs, I’ll move onto Mariah Carey. I hope I didn’t make a mistake, though….

You see, I was IMing Court….and I got really excited (and you know me….I wasn’t really trying to flirt, that’s just what I do) and I said “omg lol I wanna kiss you right now that’s f*cking exciting!”

And he’s coming over tomorrow so I can kiss him. Then he ended up asking me if I would let him do something else….and I said no and reminded him that I wasn’t a buddy. I think I might be confusing him, though, which is good. It’s a form of doing what most people told me to, right? (They told me to talk to him about it). I do want to kiss him…and maybe kissing will lead to talking….lol.

It makes sense if you think about it. What else do you really think I’m going to do with him? Who says my mom won’t drag me out with her for so long he never gets to see me?

I guess we shall see, shan’t we? Aside from Ben, there’s a chance I’ll have him all to myself.

Another thing that happened at the basketball game? Somehow, I ended up with bite-marks on my hand. They were like, bleeding.

So I’m going to continue enjoying my MJ marathon. I wish I could burst out singing right now, but it’s nearly 4 o’clock in the morning. I wish someone was online to talk to :/

you love I?

-gabrielle

August 28, 2009

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