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me!

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 ♥♥




Sweat

Hey, muffins and honeybuns

How is life right now? Well, there’s mixed feelings. I’m very content, very okay, and I’m trying to take the opportunity that I have right now and relax. There’s not really any drama DIRECTLY in my life, which is nice. I’m not stressed over everything. I’m worried about some things and have my mini-breakdowns, but it’s good. I’m kind of confident in school and I’m finding some time to work on my music and my other tasks. I have things to look forward to and I’m kind of keeping connections with my antique friends and getting closer to the new ones.

Speaking of older and newer friends….

The first dance at Chaminade was last night, and it was much better than I expected. A lot of the girls in SHA that I thought might have been somewhat sheltered or “good” really made me change my mind. Yes, they are still good girls, but that’s a good thing. What I mean is that they certainly weren’t afraid of getting down, dirty, and close to guys. It was nice to see that I wasn’t the only one :)

So, who was I dancing with?

Well! Steven and Frank were both there, and I danced with them, of course! My old homiees <33 Steven needed more of a push, but we ended up getting pretty close, and I was happy to give him that side of his guy-hood….I think that was his first close encounter with a girl, even though it was barely anything….but it was so adorable! LOL, he’s so dorky and nerdy and composed and to see him having such a good time was just awesome. Frank was also having a good time and that was great. Those two really matured physically, like they don’t look like little boys anymore. They look like real guys.

There were actually a lot of cute guys at Cha-cha. Lots of guidos, but they were pretty cute and def’ knew how to dance with a girl and were NOT shy to do it! In fact, this one short-ass kid kept going up behind me and in front me and tried dancing on me and I kept running away, lol. He was kinda creeper for that.

The whole time after I found him, no matter who I was with or where I was, Javaun stayed with me.

Who the fudge-cake is that?

Well, he’s a kid from the old school, the OLD old school (with the old, awesome teachers and the old kewl principal, and the old sweet uniforms). He’s black (Jamaican), and our parents used to talk. He was always really nice and we spoke, too. I hadn’t seen him since maybe….3rd grade? 2nd grade? But I never forgot him because most people I just don’t really forget. For whatever reason, I never had a crush on him, but that’s good.

That’s VERY good, because we were dubbing and grinding the whole time we were together on the dance floor. The gym, by the way, must have reached over a hundred degrees. EVERYONE was drenched in sweat and went to the basement for drinks and air. Javaun brought me water and walked me outside, which was sweet. He’s such a gentleman :)

It was funny, though, because while we were dancing his friends kept giving him fives and shit like “YOU DA MAN” lmao! Funny, funny stuff. Though my hair was a hot-mess by the end of the night, I had a great time. I was close to a guy, which was the feeling I’d been wanting for so long.

It’s just a bit weird that it was Javaun. I mean, I knew him when we were tiny little kids. I don’t like him; I’m still feeling Dane. But Dane lives so far away and doesn’t show much romantic interests. Javaun lives like two towns down and goes to the partner of my school.

Two smart, cute, fun Jamaicans at once :/ . LOL.

Oh well, it’ll work out somehow.

In other news and events, I’m hanging out with Caiti and Claire again, and I wanna start hangin with the others again. I’ll have to really figure that out, but I’lll make it happen somehow.

List of this week’s fuck my life moments….my life was unusually silly and ironic this week…:

  1. Curtis’s birthday was Monday.
  2. Andrew called me Tuesday night and we talked for over an hour.
  3. Dane’s birthday was Wedsneday.
  4. Curtis-Andrew-Dane, perfect order.
  5. Curtis and Dane turned the same age.
  6. I met Javaun.
  7. Jovan is Courtney’s artist/middle name.
  8. Javaun and Jovan are pronounced the same way.

FML, ahahahahaaaaaa

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gabrielle

September 19, 2009
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