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Name: AJ
Birthday: 4/16/1989
Gender: Male
Interests: sparring, movies, weapons of all kind, any form of martial arts, hanging out with my friends, paintball, baseball, basketball and a whole lot more.
Expertise: Scifi, weapons, certain types of music, singing ("yes, my shower head is very impressed"), movies in general, and sheer randomness.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
10/4/2005
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| Well, this is kinda old news, but I'm on the baseball team! We had our first game today. It didn't go so well, but we'll do better next time. Anyway, please pray for me. I'm preaching tomorrow. Should be interesting. Well, I gotta go. Catch ya on the flip side.
~Sky  | | |
| LIFE IS GREAT!!!!!!!! For reasons that shall remain my own, I am a very happy person. I think I usually am, but I'm especially happy tonight. It's the season of giving, and I love it! It's nice when you get things too. This is quite possibly my favorite month of the year(for multiple reasons). MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!! Remember: Jesus is the reason for the season! | | |
| Okay. So I haven't posted in a while. Wow. I'm still trying to get this all straight in my mind. So I just found out today that my best friend in New York(who unfortunately, I haven't spoken with in a while) just got arrested for the second time this year! I feel like going up there and hurting him, and yelling at him, and telling him to look at how he's ruining his life! But I can't do any of that. Every time I've talked to him and told him to get his life together, he just tells me that I'd be the same way if I still lived up there. I keep telling myself that he's wrong, but I have to wonder: how would I have turned out if I had never moved to North Carolina? The scenarios that I have come up with, frankly most of them scare me. I keep telling myself that I'd be nothing like him, but how can I be so sure? Last time I was up there I had to wrestle this friend to the ground to keep him from beating his brother up for telling him that he's a jerk! This was my best friend! Please pray for him; his name is Jonathan and he may be looking at some serious jail time. I just feel so helpless. Wishing that there was something I could do. Wondering if there was something that I could have done. I feel this sense of guilt that I'm not sure why I have. I can't help but wonder: what would I have been like if I had never moved? And is there something I could have done to prevent this? | | |
| Okay. So yesterday I went to the fair. WOOOOHOOOO!!! It was awesome! Especially since I got to go with my friends. We had a bunch of fun. We went on rides, got personality assesments, talked to the crazy monkey guy from Jersey who has a lake house in Montana with a dock and watches the fishies jump(scared yet?)... and a whole lot of other crazy and random stuff. Mrs. Vradenburgh is officially the coolest! I know of very few adults who can put up with a bunch of teens while still maintaining both their sanity and awesome coolness. She's just great! And for all of you who are wondering or even care: Yes, I actually rode rides! I know, shocking, right? And no, I did not get sick. Not from the rides, or from the fries. (If you really want to know, ask anyone who was there) Anyway, it was deffinately among the best times of my life. And everyone should ride a lame fair haunted house ride. Don't ask. Fairs are awesome, and I strongly believe that everyone should get a day off from school to go! But if we don't; oh well, we'll go again anyway! The Crazy Mouse is not a sissy ride! | | |
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, we went to Friendship to say high. I decided to stick around after Matt and Anna left. I had a great time celebrating the new year with my friends. Even with someone's candle always going out, and that person dumping hot wax on my hand. Not to mention any names.(*cough* Victoria *cough*
