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| All about .....M E !!! |
Hi !! I am Tiffany....I am a 17 Year old senior at a small high school in Texas. I am a member of Nation Honor Society of which I am Secretary. I am also a member of Quill & Scroll (a journalism honorary society) of which I am Vice-President. I have a lot of friends and family who I love a lot. My best friend is Heather..... She is an 18 yr old senior at the same high school as me. We have been friends since kindergarden. She is really short and cute. My Mom and Dad have been a constant support system for me and without them I would be nowhere. | ||||||||||||||||
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Kevin is my boyfriend....... He is 18....and lives about an hour from me....as of now we have been together for 9 months. I love him with everything that I am. He is the most loving person I know. He has black hair and a gold colored eyes. He is a champion martial artist and a computer genius..(I know without him My computer wouldn't be running).... I seriously hope me and Kevin are together forever...he is the most important person in my life besides my parents. I LOVE YOU KEVIN I put only God above these 4 people. | My better half | ||||||||||||||||
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| My Favorite Poems |
The Rose Some say love it is the river that drowns the tender reed. Some say love it is the razor that leavs your soul to bleed. Some say love it is a hunger, an aching endless need. I say love it is a flower, and you its only seed. It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance. It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance. It's the one who won't be taken that cannot seem to give, and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live. When the night has been to lonely and the road has been to long, and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong, just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows lies the seed with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose Learning To Fly Sometimes you make me feel Just like a child with no worry You hand me my sword, To fight off many Dragons of Fury Time on our side I look in your eyes Wings of an angel, Learning to Fly A dream, you and I Now we know why Life as a mortal, learing to die Swallowed by fear Always running from shadowing evil One little touch can turn once a king on his people Give me your hand For here evil's banned I'll build you a fortress, to shelter The Plan We move to the light Continue our flight Part of The Answer to do what is right Awake from a dream Looking back on the child with no worry A whimsical ride on a rainbow But what was the hurry? Dragons return Will I ever learn? I need you beside me to weaken the burn Years have passed by Years so unkind Still your my angel, Learning to Fly both of these poems were written by my friend Justin Neil Cary. A very talented person who no matter what, I beleive will one day acheive greatness. Eventhough neither of these were written for me....they are both wonderful poems by a wonderful person. | ||||||||||||||||
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