t!ckled p ! n k

2006-04-03T01:59:00.000-04:00

conversatuin with myself

kosi: i need a vacation
Kosi: me too. ervyones stressing me!
Kosi: i know
Kosi: hawaii???
Kosi: yup...
kosi: Surf's up then. When do we leave?
Kosi: May 18th!

2006-03-11T11:50:00.000-05:00

bubblepop-cuteness

guess who these little ones are?

music makes you lose control...

Whattttt!
enough oh a hint for you?

2006-03-09T01:00:00.000-05:00

long walk

your here, i'm pleased i really dig your company
your style your smile your peace mentality
Lord have mercy on me I was blind now I can see...

Eternal love and happiness is something you have to not only fight for but when you have it, you mustmustmust hold on for dear life. Why? you ask, because it only really comes aound once in a blue moon... Or maybe twice is your lucky.

FAVE SONG RIGHT NOW: LONG WALK by JILL SCOTT

2006-03-07T02:26:00.000-05:00

hips don't lie

So anyone who knows me, knows that i've had butt hate for along time. Well no more...I'm all into the butt love and butt friendly songs, clothes etc... so if you haven't guessed Shakira's song HIPS DON'T LIE has fast become my favorite song. I mean anything that you can shake your booty too makes me happy. it also helps that i have a cute booty.

lovelovelove this single...

2006-03-05T02:31:00.000-05:00

guys are weird

so yes i am a huge flirt... i will take blame for that. and eternal flirt till i die, but come one. when your being dryn humped at work, you clearly know you gotta pull back. i mean i didnt even see it coming... lol muah mark... ur not my type... not unless u can turn yourself into Choco aka Edgar ramirez...YUMMY! then we're on!

2006-02-25T00:40:00.000-05:00

real love

with half a wink he looked at me and asked are you some kind of freak, i smiled back and said no, i just think your vibe is kinda deep,the moon hung over soho and i counted 16 stars... i pointed to the brightest one and said now that ones ours...

i want that person that i want nothing more that to chill with, to cuddle with and that i know that when and if we fight, we'll still love eachother in the morning... is it just me. but i want that starbust kinda love... pure stupid,wicked, crazy perfection...the thing called love!

Besos

2006-02-14T10:18:00.000-05:00

wink and a smile

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY

FAVE SONG RIGHT NOW: PERFECT DAY by KELIS

2006-02-13T02:33:00.000-05:00

oh my lanta

so i really don't know if my viva la cuba trip is going to happen. i had the worst nightmare ever. to be stuck withsome you can't stand most of the time is just a horrible idea. i mean a really really horrible idea. Right? Crystal B most of the time pisses me off, and i mean i really really wanted to see if we could be friends but now io just dont lknow. I mean If i wanna go to the beach or if i wanna go horse back riding is she acutally gonna weant to come? will she understand that i like my alone time? or worse, will she totally skank out on this trip, grossing me out to the max? all possibilities that scare me. cause i wont deal with skanky friends here on Toronto, why would i deal with that overseas? Ahhhhhh i wish Taroon and pink were coming! (=

FAVE SONG RIGHT NOW: DANDELION by NICOLE RICHIE

2006-02-11T07:53:00.000-05:00

light my fire

work, work, work... can sometimes be really fun. especially when you finally know the deal with everyone. *note to peeps, never be so friendly that people will use it against you. i've found myself in that situation, to the point where they don't hide it anymore. cause of course i'll always cover for peeps, well not anymore.. thats they whole adulthood thing, comming out in me. All 5'4 inches of me, says BAHUMBUG to them that like to take advantage...

so hands down i rememebr why i like surrounding myself with guys and ffriends. its cause they totally kick ass.[and their hott too] Taroon kicks ass, that kid rocks my working world. Much love to Taroon & Pink! (=

FAVE SONG RIGHT NOW: BELIEVE ME by FORT MINOR

2006-02-09T22:45:00.000-05:00

viva la cuba

so its pushy yes, but come on its cuba. my friend jen-jen's mother is getting remarried in cuba, and i'm pretty much tagging along. does it matter that i'm so not family, not really. i've been dreaming abut cuba for like ever. im gonna see everything and the bestest part of it is that there is afamily for protection you know in case anything happens. viva la cuba folks... and viva la thursday...

there must have been something in the air because we were loopy. you know your gone when you hear papa smurf say superstar, and little elves running around the building, and i swear thats without any puff puff action. maybe i was just working too many hours or maybe i'm just nuts... anywheich way thursday was cool... oh and i met Taroons gf...[pink] shes cool peeps...

2006-02-08T02:53:00.000-05:00

can i have it like that?

so in the days of my life, i did head back to the airport after mid quitting ... and i'm still loving my job working with the youths at the womens shelter. i finally got my apology which was needed cause again i'm not into taking crap from anyone. i am teh first to admit if i'm wrong, but God help you if i know i'm right! (=
That aside, can i tell you , how much fun it is working their. i love my workmates. especially chris, hes the cutest pumpkin like ever. amd most importantly i love the hugs. He's hands down the bestest hugger. Is it cause he looks a little like george clooney, or cause you just know [mind slowly wanders ino the gutter] We're are all borderline freaks, LOL...

Anypooh, my nickname of the day was nips [which i'm oddly proud of] that being 'cause i suffer from nippleitis [peekaboo nipple syndrome]... Crystal B, [not freackled alien] is convinced i can cut glass with those suckers, which again i find funny, but hey when your working 10 hours with peeps, you tend to cross that P. O .N. R! We're all clearly over the uncomfy stage and now we're into the, "hey look at my new tinkerbell underoos" which rock, i want a pair! where'd you get 'em?

I love my life, i must say... its B A N A N A S! (=

FAVE SONG OF THE DAY: DANCE DANCE by FALLOUT BOY

2006-02-06T06:58:00.000-05:00

someday we'll know

someday we'll know, if love can move a mountain,
someday we'll know, why the sky is blue,
someday we'll know, why i wan't meant for you...
Someday we'll know, why sampson loved delilah,
Someday i'll go, dancing on the moon

I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow, to watch the stars crash into the sea
If i could ask God just one question: Why aren't you here with me?
someday i'll know, if love can move a mountain,
someday i'll know, why the sky is blue,
someday we'll know, why i wan't meant for you...
One day i'll go, dancing on the moon
ONE DAY YOU'LL KNOW THAT I WAS THE ONE FOR YOU!

FAVE SONG RIGHT NOW: SO SICK [OF LOVE SONGS] by NE YO

2006-02-06T04:33:00.000-05:00

Conversations with myself

kosi: my feet hurt
kosi: wow, mine too!
Kosi: weird.
Kosi: lets go shopping
Kosi: for books, shoes, bags, Cd's, Dvd's and BoysBoysBoys???
Kosi: all of the above
Kosi: hurray!
Kosi: WORD

Fave song right now: EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD by: TEARS FOR FEARS

2006-02-05T06:02:00.000-05:00

you make me wanna lala

hotties of hotties that have molded my week knees, from slash (gnr), t omy love lenny kravitz, to chocolate love taye diggs, my late river phoenix, jeremy sisto and many more. sothing about the tortured, soul of gold boy that drove me right to jason. every girl should find that one person that makes them smile from the inside out. and when you find em girlies hold on for dear life!

bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow, wanna come with me? someday we'll know if love can move a mountain, someday we'll know why the sky is blue, one day i'll go dancing on the moon. Somday i'll see what you saw in me!
[you know who you are] [wink and a smile]

2006-02-05T03:14:00.000-05:00

trackback to T.G.I.F

*** I'm apparently an "asset to the team" and my district manager begged me to come back to work. And i said yes, with a bump in salary...WORD!

this is totally my year to overcome. AMENAMENAMEN

2006-02-03T14:29:00.000-05:00

T.G.I.F

So its Friday and i'm fresh off quitting my job. Little known fact abou tme,
I DON"T TAKE CRAP from people. especially when i've been raised from a no crap mother and father. i'm not rich but i'm lucky enough to have had parents who've strived and shown my sibs that you can come from nothing and be something.my father come here and put himself though mcGill University in quebec and my mommy went to vanier and then opened up her own interior decorating store [yay mom] so i must say i have some big shoes to fill.

i mean i wasn't even working in my field and the money wasn't great. it was about being confortable. and sometimes the best way to get to where you dream of is it break out of your confort zone and actually strive to get their.

that said its kinda cool to know i can always fall back and work for my mommy in her store, or get a gov't job from my dad[ which is the plan for this summer] EDMONTON here i come WOOOT!

2006-02-03T00:53:00.000-05:00

glamor and glitter fashion & fame

all things nostalgic have been paying around in my dreams. remembering my first kiss [justin west] outside our apartment building in the secret hideout; paper dolls, secret love letters to [jeff araujo] which he found lol, the love of all girls 12 or 13 years old [Kevin Morrison] the twins [David and Victor], [frenchie Scott] and [Astor Ingelton]...

Nothing sweeter than growing up in the 'burbs. I swear! its innocence as best. I kinda feel sorry for the chickas of today cause i dont see them havin as much fun as we did. I mean my bestest and i travelled and knew the whole of downtown T.O when we were 14... and Guvernment and 108 was our playzone, so it only makes sence that travel is what we're inot now. i mean i think we kinda peek'd to early. But if u ask me, would i change anything, in a word N O P E!

2006-02-02T01:20:00.000-05:00

so maybe the song isn't about me

todays the day, yep. i finally listened to the whole B.Y.O.B song, andcan i say it faked me out totally. i love the chorus, it pulls you in and then the weird metal stuff comes and ruins the whole song. its just no fair!
more to come...

2006-02-01T02:25:00.000-05:00

never can say goodbye

alright, on the heels of my happy Matrin Luther King jr day announcement, we as black peeps have lost another shining star in the night sky. CORETTA SCOTT KING wife to Martin Luther king Jr, died today and i am at a loss for more than just words.

i am sad, but not just for the lost of life, i am sad because who will carry on thr torch. who will see the light and keep up the fight. who will recognise that all our ancestors have faught, with blood and tears for us. who will not throw their futures away. i am glad that even though i'm from a divorced home my parents instilled a fight in my brothes, half sister and i.

i am proud that and education was key and still is key, i am proud that they raised us to be owners not renters, to be employers not to be employed, to dream outside the box. i too wish for that day that martin luther king and coretta scott king invisioned. i too long for that peace, and i hope and pray that we can get there here on earth, just like i imagen it is in h e a v e n.

2006-01-30T22:09:00.000-05:00

A conversation with myself

Kosi: I'm bored...
Kosi: Me too!
Kosi: Wanna go do something?
Kosi: Okay! What?
Kosi: Hmm, I thought maybe you'd have a suggestion.
Kosi: Yah... I got nothin'.

Kosi: wanna go somewhere?
Kosi: Where?
Kosi: i dunno!
Kosi: Man, this bites.
Kosi: Word!

2006-01-27T19:17:00.000-05:00

life begins at 3 am

Angel hearted hipsters,
Burning for the ancient heavenly connection...
to the starry dynamo
in the machinery of the night...
~ginsberg

2006-01-26T03:52:00.000-05:00

THE MAYONNAISE JAR and TWO CUPS OF COFFEE

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and two cups of coffee.A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the liquid into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided,
"I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things - God, family, children, health, friends, and favourite passions. Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, house and car. The sand is everything else -- the small stuff.

If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "There is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. So ... Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, -- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

2006-01-25T02:20:00.000-05:00

drama rama

so you would think that in these days, people would be looking out for each other a little more. I've found that thats just not tha case. case in point. while at walmart getting my passport pictures done[ note while im sick] i see a gown man, attampting to beat up his girl/baby mother/wife in the parkinglot as she hold their baby... why was it that 5'4 little me, tried to pull them apart while no one else did anything... i got him away from her, not een fearing for my own life and got her back in the store... where he proceeded to follow. i then said with nothing but witnesses "back the fuck away: cause im not her, i'll call the fucken cops on your ass.... and he fled. little me, meanwhile there are heaps of ppl coming in and out of the store that did nothing. I've never been more scared and saddened in my life. no man that hits a women is a real man, that a coward ass thing to do!

2006-01-21T18:17:00.000-05:00

to the child

to the child who loves to sing silly songs
to the child who dresses a little weird
to the child whose heart wanders
for you i've written this poem

not everyone can fit in a round or square
not every bird will sing a loud song
not every tree will outgrow another one
but every child can be someone

and to the child who can't always win a race
to the child who can't draw a perfect heart
to the chilld who has a weird little laugh
to the child who somehow stands a p a r t ...

2006-01-16T16:49:00.000-05:00

Happy Martin Luther King jr day

keep the dream alive in your hearts and in your actions because the dream was paid for in blood, sweat, tears and his life!

2006-01-14T20:38:00.000-05:00

Daughter to Father...

So at first i thought that lindsay lohan was just another celebrity idiot... and mostly i still stand on my first observation. then out of nowhere, her voice screams something that peirces my heart and my eyes well up. with 5 words, she's not only summed up her life but mine too...
CONFESSIONS OF A BROKEN HEART!
Its not ebery day someone voices your inner feeligns hidden so deep that when they do shouw it usually errupts into a dalty solution called tears. "i dream of another you, one who would never leave me anole to pick up the piees" how many times have i wanted to say just that to my own dad. i love my father don't get me wrong, but he's managed to hurt me in a way that still hasn't healed. so now do i think shes just a nother celebrity twit, yes, but i think she's a celebrity twit that needs a hug!

2006-01-13T04:09:00.000-05:00

Love like an 80's power ballad

how many people wish you could find that person that would dance in the rain with you, that would hold a ghetto blaster up outside your window, blasting your song, because he loves you that much. I DO, I DO. where are the boys that make you weak in the knees, the boy that would dance with you under the moonlight and fireflies. the one that when your alone with him, you feel at home... you see your future in his eyes and every word he says feels like it wraps around you and comforts your every need. if such men stilll exist, where are they? or are they only in the movies? actors that we buld up, that we fantasize about and lust after... but really do such men exist? are men like taye diggs and jeremy sisto really as lusciously loveable as they are on screen? are they making it hard for the regular fellas to fit into our cookie cutter dreams? oh if love were like that peter gabriel song "in your eyes" life would indeed be beautiful! and i'd be kissing under a firefly sky with ______________
(i'll fill in the name later). WINK & A SMILE
i love friday the 13th, its the greatest day ever! Besos

2006-01-04T04:26:00.000-05:00

pretend to be nice...

Well he looks at me with those Inoccent eyes
And says it looks like we're wearing some kind of diguise
Because your hair sticks up and your shoes are untied
And I hope you got that shirt at half price
And every word I say falls flat on the floor
I try to tell a joke but he's heard it before
And I don't think I can take it no more
Cause he's driving me right out of my front door

Why do you do what you do to me baby
You're shaking my confidence driving me crazy
You know if I could I'd do anything for you
Please don't ignore me cause you know I adore you

And I try so hard just to figure him out
But he won't tell me what he's thinking about
And then he falls asleep on the living room couch
With his sunglasses on and his tongue hanging out
And then he disappears for a week at a time
And then he shows up just like everything's fine
And I don't get what goes on in his mind
But I'm tired of hearing the same stupid lines

Why do you do what you do to me baby
You're shaking my confidence driving me crazy
You know if I could I'd do anything for you
Please don't ignore me cause you know I adore you

2005-12-29T18:29:00.000-05:00

Wikked Lil Girls love bad lil' boyz...

this year is almost over and you know how i feel... breeze drifting on by, you know how i feel...its a new dawn, a new day and a new life and i'm feeling GOOD!
Fishin the sea, rivers running free you know how i feel... can't you smell it... its so good, so good. Dragon fly out in the sun, you know what i mean, fireflies out having fun you know what i mean? Stars when they shine, they know what i mean...
This whole world is a new world and a new world... f o r ME... and maybe you t o o !

have a blast tonight cause "tiss the season to shake your booty"

Besos (=

2005-12-25T19:21:00.000-05:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS

from me to you, may god bless you with all the fruits of the spirit (peace, patients & kindness) and all that other good stuff...

2005-12-20T06:34:00.000-05:00

my feet hurt... how about yours?

so i never really understood the crossover until today. when i was a teen i look at my mother and older brother and didn't /couldn't quite get what made them lose the light. they lost the kid in them, not fully, but their inner child was clearly in time out, and i nevr understood how it happed or why it happend. all i understood was that, it wasn't going to happen to me. i was going to be a toys r' us kids for life. well today i'm afraid my card would be taken back, i've crossed the point of no return. its WORK... more specific, work that you hate. This is the culprate. this is what makes adults sad, what caues them to no longer smile. what causes them to forget how to see the beauty in everything like a child does. its that person that doesnt say thank you when you open a door, its the person who gives you a hard time when its not needed. its the glummy glums that rain on your parade. they are the cause. and the great thing abou tit is, once we know the cause, we can look for a cure! w h o's w i t h m e?

2005-10-07T18:49:00.000-04:00

just leave me a l o n e...

have you every had one of those months when you just dont want to be bothered by anyone. I mean its not like friendships are a bother. But you know when the whole world seems to just be weighing on you and you really just dont have it in you to deal. well that was called the month of Oct, for me. ANd subsequently its the month two of my bestest buds are born. i feel like an ass because i wasn't the call on your bday lets hang out chicka, at all. i was M.I.A for both and for that im truly sorry...

beauty in the breakdown...

2005-09-25T06:09:00.000-04:00

beauty in the breakdown...

are you in or are you out? lately i've been doing some massive purging of my soul and i thought i'd share some stuff you good folks out there. i've learned that letting go and jumping into your future is onre of the most scary things you can do. but the beauty withinit, makes it so worth the endless fuzzies. i've learned that i do want that family with kids an the whole lot. i've learned that friends too can break your heart. and finally i've learned that nothing beats the love of your mother. which from me is funny cause i didn;t quite like my mother much through the teenage years, but i was sooo wrong my mommy rocks! much love to all the single mothers out there... from my heart to yours... thank you!

2005-08-25T01:14:00.000-04:00

Being Twenty-Something.

They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now. You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost
touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't reallycold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thoughtyou would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward. You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren 't a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot don't seem as fun. You go through>the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your>friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!"

2005-08-07T06:05:00.000-04:00

mohogany soul

memories don't live like people do...but they linger like the frost on a cold winter day. now you think its funny, you forgot when you were down, I was around.its it ironic, when i was down You weren't around. I cant eat I can't sleep anymore, I wish I didn't miss you anymore.

I say this now but in hind sight, meeting you and experiencing you, meeting and discovering who you were WHAT I NEDDED... And what i had to offer is the biggest present you could have given me. so now that your gone and love is scilent, im waiting for love to walk throught my door once again, but this time i hope it comes in the form of a friend!

2005-07-31T02:07:00.000-04:00

i love u & ur little rat-dog too!

and i thought my john mayer story was bad!

read h e r e http://www.pauldavidson.net/2005/07/26/jeremy-sistos-dog-likes-my-dog/

2005-06-18T05:01:00.000-04:00

In my dreams my toys were safe

I am drinking far too much GINGERALE today. I have this need for pop all day long. It's the only thing that keeps me going during school and the one think I want when I get home. CAFFINE rules my world!I sip it slowly and a smile creeps on my face and everyone knows all will be well. Hehehe and then I gotta book it to class for yet another boring lecture. But thanks to Caffine it's all worth it. LOL
Screw that diet crap. Winter is comin' so hide the pounds with a sweater I shall do. Until its over and then I's back to dance. So I can "sweat to the oldies" and look smashing for summer. Anyhoo back to pop. I like pop with full sugar content. JOLT cola rocks my little world. I like cherry coke too but it's a special occasion pop.It's not like I hate water. Cause that's far from the point. Water is kewl, refreshing but even Britta can't make North York water taste good. Flavoured coffee's are also amazing. Tim Horton's French Vanilla with 3 sugars and cream is YUMMY YUMMY YUMMY. It's the hot equivilant to a 7-eleven slushy. coffee was keepin me up and night and making me way to ansy so I had to look eleswhere for my caffine hook. And smoking was soo not an option cause, well, YUCK!
So I found pop. Sweet, sweet pop.
I need a new box of crayons. Someone broke a bunch of them and now I can't color with them. In my moments of high stress I bust out the crayolas and Barbie coloring books to shade in the pictures. It's soothing to me as I love the smell of crayons. But smelly markers rule. Especially the cotton candy sky blue and the grape. Red always sucks unless u like cherry. anyhoo back to crayons.I hate the way a broken crayons feel in your hand. There is never enough to gripand it gets all jagged and rough.
I feel the way about clay, as I do crayons. Especially when someone drops in the dirt and get stones in it. It totally ruins it.
I had the best yard growing up. In Edmonton and Toronto. Man and I delusional. LOL I had a mess of Barbies, Jem and lots of ideas. Each one of em got a hair cut from me. Then I found the maxie doll, which I'm convinved was only sold in Alberta because no-one in Toronto knows about it. They don't even know about "The Getalong Gang". Thats just so not right.Does anyone remember the books: "THE HUGABUNCH GANG" this book os soley responsible for my weird ass mentality and immagination.
My room had every 80's toy ever. I had the Strawberry Shortcake dolls and Rainbow Brite the whole nine yards. Remember when toys actually had a smell!!! Kids today dont know what they are missin'. There was this mean boy who would come upstairs and break my toys. Thats brothers for ya. He broke my "Rock and Roll Ken doll, ya know the only Ken with comable hair. I was so angry. for like a second or so.
Awwwwwww the memories....Can you tell that my mind wanders..IF not then keep reading this site-o-blogs...
I've been thinking about my childhood lately, can you tell?

2005-06-01T02:56:00.000-04:00

turn out the light, but don't turn out your heart

somewhere b e t w e e n the procrastination.... and the homework..... and the incessant forwards..... and the friendships..... and the calls to each other complaining about crushes!!...... Somewhere b e t w e e n the phone calls to old friends..... And the "I miss you's", the "I love you's"....... And the "What are we doing tonight's?"..... And somewhere b e t w ee n all of the changing,growing... Somewhere b e t w e e n the classes........ And the skipping classes...... And the studying for tests.......And the pretending to study for tests....... And the downright NOT studying for tests... I forgot.......... I forgot what high school is all about. I forgot what it meant to cry....... I forgot that pretending to be happy doesn't make you happy........... And that pretending to be smart doesn't make you smart ............ I forgot that you can't just forget the past in fear of the future.......... I forgot that you can't control falling in love........... And that you can't make yourself fall in love........... I learned that I can love......... I learned that it's okay to mess up......... And it's okay to ask for help......... And it's okay to feel like crap......... I learned it's okay to complain and whine to all your friends for a whole day........ I learned that sometimes the things you want most you just can't have. I learned that the greatest thing about high school isn't the parties or the DRiNKiNG or the hook-ups... It's the friendships, which means taking chances........ I learned that sometimes the things we want to forget are the things which we most need to talk about.......... I learned that letters from friends are the most important things.And that sending cards to your friends makes you feel better. But, basically, I just learned that my friends........ Both o l d and new......... Are the most important people to m e in the world. AND.......without them, I wouldn't be who I am today..... So this is a thank you to all of my friends. . For always being there. And even if were not on good terms or we have lost touch... I still care for you..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIC (10THFLOOR) OLSEN!!!