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Name: Brittany
Country: United States
Metro: Edmond
Birthday: 6/14/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: I love singing and acting (Musicals are AMAZING). I love shopping and hanging out with my little sister. I love playing sand volleyball (you better watch out 'cause i'm GOOD). I love going to church (Life church is amazing). I love being called Aunt BOBO (both my neice and my nephew call me BOBO). I love people trying to embarass me (i don't get embarassed easily..). I love karaoke...(Wow... i don't even know if this needs a side note...). I love doing my hair and makeup..(true story..).
Expertise: I'm pretty much an expert at everything.. true story.... i wouldn't lie to you...
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AIM:  prettybritty528
Member Since:
2/4/2005
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| I'M ENGAGED!!! YAY!! i love Frankie!!!
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| have you ever cared about someone so much that even sitting in the same room with them in complete silence makes you happy? Going to sleep, knowing that they are next to you, makes you have amazing dreams? Even when you have your tiffs, he's still your favorite.. That is amazing! There is really no way to describe those kind of feelings. And, i know some people don't think that we should be together, but i really don't care.. he's my baby. He's my partner in crime..  he's my best friend.. yay for him...
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| UM... i'm pretty sure that June 14th, today, is my favorite day out of the year... IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!! YAY!!! Lots of stuff to do tonight... not sure how i'm going to make it to work tomorrow,but i'll do it.. anyway just wanted to say "happy b-day to me!!!"
I'm gonna go get ready now... | | |
| wow, it's been a while... well, let's catch up..
Bunches of the same stuff has been going on..
Boys are still strange.. you never know what they want or what they mean when they say something.. If you're close to me then you know what i'm talking about.. a lot of drama, but i'm in a good mood, so i'm not going into that subject right now...
Friends are still amazing... i have the best friends in the world.. I'm actually at Jessica's house right now.. and her mommy is cooking us dinner...yummy... Jess and Ryann: There's a fire at taco bell... haha
Work is awesome.. I started working at a daycare here in Norman. i love it. I'm the teacher for 11-21 month olds.. it is so amazing!!!!
I'm just going on day to day reminding myself that everything happens for a reason, and even though we may not understand God's plan for us, he has one and it is amazing.. Sometimes it is hard to see it that way, but we need to understand the power of prayer and the amazing love that our Lord has for us.. I'm trying to grow more in my walk with Christ, and sometimes it feels like people are trying to hold me back. But i won't let them.
Ok, dinner is ready!!! I'll chat you kids later! | | |
| Confusion setting in.
sureness letting go..
I used to be the strong one,
now not so much.
what do you want from me?
what do i expect from myself?
An empty space fills my soul.
An empty space wont let me live.
It shouldn't be empty.
It should be filled by you.
You were there once,
and i long to feel you there again.
One week since the heartache started.
It should be over now,
i should be whole.
One week...
Has anything changed?
I need reassurance,
i need to be needed,
i need you..
One week, can you believe it?
Time with you goes by so fast.
Don't mistake my tone,
I'm not desperate..
I'm hopeful.
Think back 3 weeks ago.
We would sit up and talk for hours on end.
We'd talk about everything.
You would bring me flowers at work
(always pink because you remembered).
We'd fight over who was the luckiest one,
always to settle for "We're both lucky.."
And you would never fail to ask me my favorite question,
"have i told you how much i love you today?"
it's been 4 weeks since our adventure began.
Somewhere along the way you stopped to get something,
And i continued to travel.
You're still where you stopped,
i've turned around to come and get you.
I want to meet you.
I want us to continue on together.
It's been one week..
I'm still here.
please return to me... | | |
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