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About Me Member Rhyming Poet RedneckEmoTreehugger18/Female/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 6 Years
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ETC Retreat 2004

Sun Jan 25, 2004, 9:41 AM
The ETC retreat was great. It was so fun to be there with my friends and everything. Barbara Turk gave this great witness, and I could totally relate. It was so great. I must have cried at least 5 times. I think all the counselors did a great job and that it really turned out great. Thanks to everyone involved!

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  • Current Residence: Ohio
  • Interests: the world
  • Favourite movie: white christmas
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  • Favourite genre of music: country, rock, pop, oldies, variety
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thank you for the :+fav: :dance:

you rock!
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Can't think! Someone help me Think!
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This is what i have to resort to to understand these big words on this site
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Ok Carly.... the thing is... this isn't the sort of thing that's going to appeal to an audience. That isn't a reason to write of course, I write to let off feelings too. It's just.... to go on deviant it has to have more of an art-like quality. Deviant Art. Anna is rather right, your stuff reads like a blog entry. Poetry should flow.... words leading into another. You need to free yourself a bit and keep trying. Let the words come from the tip of your pen or fingers or whatever...not the consious part of your mind. You can't force true poetry.
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Oh my gosh yesterday was aweful. Like at the game. First it starts off with me doing a V spin instead of a flutter doing Star Wars. Then during Funky I screw up. Like forget the song halfway through. Then Austin Powers was the killer. First our spacing was off because we've only practiced on the field like 2 times, so I end up hitting Lauren. Then I drop my poms, get yelled at to get them off the line so run and get them off, then IT happens. because I had to run from field right to field left. IT was bad. like only close friends know bad. then all during rocky i wanna cry. can't smile. then get off field, and person 1 comes up to me and goes "Watch where you're going next time!" me: start crying.
Person 2: "we need to work on spacing."
me: "we were only on the field once! we needed to work out on that field!" me continue to cry.
i think the band was scared of me. they were nice and were like no one saw that but oh well. i think the guys had thought i was an ogre and when i cried got scared. oh well. not good. then person 3 reminds everyone about IT. yea. not good. me cry all of 3rd quarter.

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