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Name: Shannon Metro: Nashville Birthday: 9/17/1988 Gender: Female
Interests: My church youth group, friends, singing, music(pop, country, punk-rock, soundtracks), reading, shopping, talking, laughing, math, band Expertise: singing, laughing, eating, sleeping, etc. Occupation: Student Industry: Research
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3/4/2004
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| Well, I'm bored, so I'll update again. No one comments on my myspace or facebook, which is making me wonder why I have them... Maybe I'll update xanga more often since people actually leave comments on my weblogs. By the way, ASHTON, YOU STILL HAVE TO COMMENT ON MY PREVIOUS ENTRY because I wrote it for your enjoyment.  Where to start... Oh, yes, for those who don't already know, I once again succeeded in embarrassing myself numerous times today. First, I get in the way of the Senior Superlatives' parents' cameras during their pictures and get yelled at/laughed at. But the most embarrassing event of today was during and after lunch. Apparently certain potassium enriched food names can have alternate meanings when around certain people and used with certain words. I did not know that. I am still living in the wonderful mental world of Lala Land where everyone is naive and happy, and I don't travel often. Now, after school, I drove all the way home, then realized that I forgot to turn in my Senior Quote and Accomplishments to Ms. Jones, so I freaked out, thinking she was serious when she said that today was the absolute last day to turn them in. I drove back to school only to find that the high school building was locked, so I left in tears(can you imagine?). To cheer myself up, I turned off the radio and started singing "Only Hope" from "A Walk to Remember" as high as I possibly could, which soared into opera range. My throat still hurts... At about 8 pm, Liz and I left home to visit the most popular mall in Columbia. We, as Senior Girl Scouts, were going to help the other Senior Girl Scouts paint younger Girl Scouts' fingernails during the lock-in. That was the first time I had painted nails in several years. I guess it was a good thing we did it free of charge. After business slacked off a bit, I had Liz paint my fingernails Red. She did her best, but red is a tough color to paint fingernails, so now the skin around my nails looks like it's bleeding. Oh well, maybe that will wash off. I'm sure that anyone who's reading this right now and doesn't know me is thinking, "This girl's an idiot", but I really am smarter than I sound when I'm expressing my thoughts at midnight, and yes, I sometimes really am that ditzy during the day. And if you do know me, have a good laugh or just a slow shake of the head. I'm going to stop now because now seems like a good time to stop. Goodnight everyone! | | |
| Ok Ashton, This is for you, so you better leave me a good comment! lol I am supposed to be doing my homework(completing physics assignments and calculus quiz, and studying for the memory verse quiz) right now, but I am stupid and decided to turn my computer on, so I've been online for about an hour now. (I'm so rebellious!... Ha!) I am definitely showing symptoms of a mild case of SeNiOrItIs, but I think it's ok now since the year's almost over. I can get by with barely an A now without beating myself up. I know, I know, my priorities have gone down the drain. Maybe one day I'll search for them, once I become a plumber... So.... I heard about that snow storm in California... so sad... the prices of oranges just aren't what they used to be... not that it will effect me much since I don't buy oranges regularly, however, I do like my orange juice, especially the calcium fortified kind so I don't have to drink milk. I haven't been doing very well in piano. I don't practice much, and when I do sit down to play, I play the songs I already know and the ones I "composed" (I say "composed", but the notes aren't written down. That's a little difficult and very time consuming. I can make the piece up faster than I can write the notes down.). But there is some good news, at least for me: Since I haven't learned a lot of new pieces, I'm going to play one of the songs I "composed" in my last spring recital, along with another piece and possibly a third if I can learn it by that time. As of now, it is still untitled, but I have come up with a list of titles that I think would work with it. List of possible titles: Dancing Freely When Nobody's Watching Moonlight Dance Meditation or I could combine the possible titles to make: Meditation on Dancing Freely in the Moonlight When Nobody's Watching lol yeah, I think that's taking it a bit too far, but it would be kind of funny announced as a piano piece. So, I've decided on a SeNiOr QuOtE. (Good thing, too, since it's due tomorrow.) It is: "Cherish forever what makes you unique." ~Bette Midler At first, I couldn't decide whether I should use that quote or "The important thing is not to stop questioning." ~Albert Einstein, which I find to be sort of funny when I think of myself. I ask questions all the time, and sometimes it gets annoying to others. I chose the more serious quote. I do want to "Cherish forever what makes [me] unique". Now I have to write down all my highschool accomplishments, which I can't remember at the moment... I think I just won the Ditzy award with this weblog entry, so I'm satisfied. Now, having successfully wasted 30 minutes of my valuable time that I could have spent doing homework, I think I shall end this and start the dreadded(sp?) stuff. Your (partially insane) friend, Shannon ^_^ | | |
| You said I was wrongbut I know I am rightyou said I can't do itbut I do it despiteall your put-downs, your liesthey make me realizeyou help me become who I am.You make me excellby saying I can'tachieve full potential,you taunt me and chant,you make me feel miserablebut I know I'm capableof doing what I choose to dobecause you said I couldn't. Haha, this just came off the top of my head, and it's past midnight, so I have an excuse. Right now I kind of like it though. lol | | |
| I sit in solitudeThinking, singing, writing,Composing melodies,Harmonies, I feel freeFree to be myselfThere’s no more hidingJust me and the keysThat no one can seeIn solitudeSitting, playing,My song at easeI feel happyBy myselfJust singingAs I pleaseIt’s lovely! I'm not sure if the title fits the poem, or even if it's a decent poem. I just thought it up. I like it though. | | |
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