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Name: Marie
Country: United States
State: Missouri
Metro: Springfield
Birthday: 1/18/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: i love acting,singing,playing my guitar,drumming,playing piano. i love to hang out with friends and go down to the skinny!
Expertise: i am an excelent sales associate, i am a good listener, and i try and give good advise!
Occupation: Sales
Industry: Real Estate
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
MSN: rejoyceinhim4ever@hotmail.com
Member Since:
1/15/2006
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| so i have beef with popsickles...you know the cold treats that "apparently" makes everything better? yah well i just found out it was a hoax, not true, they frieking have lied to me my whole life...how is a girl my age suppose to go on living normally when , when, when your whole world has been a lie. i cant really cope. to think that those scupulous frozen treats are really a waste of our precious money...ahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa i hate my life... | | |
| so apparently because it is GB VICK DAY everything is shut including all banks,gas stations, highways,streetlights,resturaunts,all major roads, all minor roads, the water supply, electricity, bathrooms, and sidewalks. i'm thinking to myself, "this guy must be amazing if the whole world shuts down for one whole day when there are no bomb threats or shoot outs happening. this concept is so bazaar to me. what do you guys think? | | |
| WHY DO ALL DOCTORS THINK I'M DRUNK!!!!
so Friday night was an amazing time for me here at BBC. I got to play a little free style football with the gang! it was a blast until "IT" happened! I believe I was making some sweet move behind Joey(the munchkin) to knock the ball out of his hand, now let me tell you straight up I am very competitive play for blood! well as I strategize the awesome move all I remember is this huge body leaping on top of me and while I was in mid-air I was thinking,” man does anybody have a video camera? this probably looks freaking awesome" well as soon as my hip and butt hit the ground my thoughts were, "oh shoot! this is gonna hurt" then as soon as my head hit the ground, the first time, I thought, "who in the heck hit me anyway?" and as soon as my head hit the ground the second time I thought, "I AM GOING TO DIE-I don't even get to finish the game!!!!!!" well as soon as I opened my eyes I saw one hundred eyes looking at me and all I could think to do was smile, just in case they were angels I wanted to make a good impression! well I couldn't walk and so to the emergency room I went! I was laughing so hard because pain needs to be covered up sometimes with humor. so my friends, being the amazing people they are asked me all sorts of questions, like, "who is your roommate?, what's your name?, how many fingers am I holding up?, and who's your R.A.?" now when they asked me who my RA was I proceeded to tell them her name was "princessssssssssss" I guess they all laughed at me. well once I got to the emergency room I couldn't stop laughing because every thing seemed so funny, and all I could picture was a gorilla jumping me! well I got into the wheelchair and began my journey into the world behind the curtain. the male nurse asked me random questions and I guess I answered correctly. he then asked me what medication I was allergic to and I said in a goofy voice, "shrimp and chocolate" he laughed at me and I felt like a little kid who said something only adults will understand. then I got to my bed and he told me to take off my jeans and shirt and shoes. then walked out...I started to cry because I didn’t know why these perverted doctors needed me with my clothes off when I had a head injury. the doctors won that battle as chrissy and Julia pried my property from my lifeless fingers. all I could do was laugh, again. well once I got into a robe I made sure I was under the covers and the doctor could not see anything but my face. they hooked up the pulse thingy to my finger and then left me to wait for my doctor. well I kept laughing to keep from crying and we figured out that when I laughed my pulse went up to 114 and then dropped to 0-and the machine was making funny designs. then we found out that if I hit my finger on my thigh, it would go off the charts! it was a blast!-but then the alarm went off and I had to keep still or they may have rushed me out for emergency surgery, not knowing if I would make it! well than the doctor came in and looked at me funny. the first question out of his mouth was," have you been drinking anything?" I started to laugh, because it was such a ridiculous comment- that me a BBC student and dedicated Christian would drink. he then asked me what my name was and I told him-MARIE he then asked me a second time what my name was I told him-MARIE-he then asked me if I was sure. now I don't know about you but when a trained professional asks you what your name is for the second time when he is reading it on a sheet- you start to worry-maybe I don't know my name-why don't I just keep up this act of charades for fun. so I said my name was MARIE-for the 3rd time, and he told me that on my sheet it said "HEATHER". I began to finally realize and laugh, because, heather, is my first name! he looked at me weird and went on. he then asked me to look into a freaking bright neon light-even though I was nauseous and dizzy. I couldn't do it so he pried my aching eyes open to his liking and shine that bright light right at my eyes. I thought I might punch him-but he stopped. he then told me that I probably had to much to drink and that it was past my bedtime. I said ok and went home. even though I now have an aching headache I guess I should stop being a drunk and get my life right with God. please pray for me, my fellow believers as I work to sobriety.
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| ok sorry yall, but another random thought has just slipped through the cracks of my God given mind: staples-you know the store that is suppose to have every office supply known to man? well i was just in there today and guess what i was looking for? staples-i figure the store with the big blinky lights on that said "STAPLES" might have one or two. so i waltzed right in and walked up and down random isles and to my much undesired thought-i had to ask for help in staples to freiking find the staple section. and once i finally tracked down someone-because apparently when a customer comes in the door, all sales associates run and play hide and seek-so i find a "tool", as a friend says, and finally catch my breath long enough to say, "staples, staples, all...i..'m...trying........to....find...is ....s..ta...ple.....s. after the nasea is finally gone and i can lift my head from between my legs i look up to see the stupedist expression on someones face you can see-and i know-it finally hits me-they don't sell staples-they are out. what is the point of this amazing warehouse if you stinking don't sell STAPLES!!!!!!!! i end up walkiong out and steeling all the school supply lists so others will find no pleasure in shopping at this store | | |
| ok so new thought for the day....
if you could be any fruit in the world, what would you be?
i believe i would be a grapefruit. think about this...follow me my ADHD friends. grapefruit are hard on the outside, but not too hard. they are normally not perfectly round, but close to it-they know that without originality, you will suffer. finally you cut open and get to the meat-so soft and sweet and sovory-absolutely amazing. it's a beautiful thing really. because the beauty and goodness come from the in side instead of the outside!. grapefruit aren't appealing to people, unless the people have tasted the amazing goodness inside....see it's all good.
ok so i was thinking what it would be like to be a car in the sales parking lot. think through this, you would have so many random people comming in and out touching you and sitting on you-how weird would that be? you go for a test run and it's like,"hey you, yah you-the one with your butt in my face, move over, i can't breathe! people would literally walk all over you. smelly people, big people, people with to much cologne on, people who need cologne, people who can't drive and sweaty people. i dunno what do you guys think? | | |
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