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Name: Michelle
Birthday: 5/18/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: I like figure skating on a pond at nite under the stars with nutcracker music playing overhead and mountains in the distance like in Quebec, i love riding my horse mickey at Cedar Ridge- we've been through alot together... dancing like crazy til my dad comes upstairs and tells me to stop making so much racket, reading mysteries like trixie belden, nancy drew, the tea shop mystery series, historical fiction like from the 1600's (adventure), books about women like Marie Curie- the genius woman who wasn't given as much recognition as she deserved and The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle, books about wild animals, i like photography alot, as well as nature, i like to play the piano. I miss it and will have to start knocking on my friends doors in order to do so. I love animals, especially wild ones! I like plants too and learning what they can do for your health...as well as making remedies with them.
Expertise: Being Creative
Occupation: Research and Health Services
Industry: Health
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  chartreuse518
MSN: seashells.girl@comcast.net
Member Since:
7/4/2005
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| I am free now! Yesterday was my Independence Day! At last! I am so happy. Now on to my goals in life...as a writer of different sorts, a dancer, choreographer, dance teacher, singer in a band, makeup artist...herbologist workin at the bottanical gardens or a greenhouse, a florist? | | |
| gosh darn! it keeps raining and i wonder if at this point i should just resort to getting up tomorrow morning for a bright n early kick around. eh why not? sounds like fun to me. i absolutely love the game. now for some fellow opponents....or comrades. anyone up for some game? | | |
| Oh my. What a cute couple me and Vitas were on Saturday night. And Vitas was like all over me at the dance hall (Gretchen's house) hehe and Kenny kind of made me blush playing with my green scarf around my neck and then asking me to dance and, on top of it, poor Vitas became all sad and gloomy and went and sat down out in the lobby. I tried to make him smile with my own fingers, but failed. Oh misery. We went driving downtown to find a place to get some hot chocolate at and I nearly fell asleep with Vitas resting his head on my chest and with my legs kicked up on his legs in his car. We even talked about falling asleep like that and then wondered....what if we
woke up the next morning like that? And ahhhh! What if I made him late for work?
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| Oh my little violin I love you so The way you throw my heart away Far away Into the wind Diving deep down into the sea All covered in a blanket of seaweed Entwined through my aorta And yet mutually free Letting the blood run through and through Sweeter and sweeter The more I play Making me happier by the day And may God bless this very fine day on which my fingers play... | | |
| Giving all my love to you on here Johnny... | | |
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