kumquats
Thursday, August 14, 2003, 06:14 p.m.

Kumquats are real!! Any of several trees or shrubs of the genus Fortunella, having small, edible, orangelike fruit.
The fruit of these plants, having an acid pulp and a thin, edible rind. It is the smallest of the citrus fruits.

~jimnist07

NEVR!!!!
Thursday, August 14, 2003, 06:09 p.m.

Katie is trying to figure out Rachel's new email... she's NEVER gonna find it out..NEVER!!!!!

~jimnist07

Kumquats
Wednesday, August 13, 2003, 10:20 a.m.

What are Kumquats? Sorry, that popped into my head. I don't even know if they're real things. So I'll just go back to where I was lost in my mind before I stumbled on Kumquats. The only problem when I get lost in my mind is that it takes forever to find me. Maybe even days. The record is three days, so far.

I also saw something that mortally offended me today, a few minutes ago. I bet she didn't even cry when that happened... *glares*

~jimnist07

Gymnasts
Tuesday, August 12, 2003, 10:37 a.m.

Today, I am jimnist07...you don't hafta worry about me.

gymnast-A person who is trained and skilled in gymnastics, especially one who engages in competition. One who teaches or practices gymnastic exercises; the manager of a gymnasium; an athlete. an athlete who is skilled in gymnastics.

Did you know that 75% of gymnasts quit by the age of 12?
I"M NOT 75%!!!!!
There was this thing on CNN about gymnastics. It was mostly on Parkettes though. But I saw Katie and Blair in the backround. *waves*

~jimnist07

newts
Monday, August 11, 2003, 10:29 a.m.

I am Newt.

newt-Any of several small, slender, often brightly colored salamanders of the European genus Triturus or the North American genera Notophthalmus and Taricha, living chiefly on land but becoming aquatic during the breeding season.

~Newt. Today I am Newt. Tomorrow is another day in which I'll be someone else.

well.......
Sunday, August 10, 2003, 12:05 p.m.

Which HP Kid Are You?

...?...
Sunday, August 10, 2003, 11:39 a.m.

I saw Freaky Friday and it was good. Yeah.

Less than two weeks till I go to KD.

Today is the 10th.
Two months ago, my friend Ashley Thompson died in a car accident. Lucikly she was the only person in the car. she wasn't wearing a seatbelt. The skid marks on the street shows that she crossed over the median. She took out a street sign and completely pulled the bark off a tree. And she crashed into someone's fence/backyard. There are many newspaper articles haning up in the office window, remembering her. On the state banner we will get for the level 8s getting first at state, we are putting her name first and centered. Nobody came to gym the day after.

The most depressing part was going to school the next day. In order to get to my class, I had to walk past her locker. I will never forget the hundredes of people standing there, silent. The silence was only broken by sobs and sniffles...I couldn't hear the announcements to well, my brain was clouded with thick white fog. And of corurse, tears were streaming down my face. The class didn't help me too much, laughing happily, and asking to see her in my yearbook, remarking, she's pretty. Their words were resounding in my head, meaningfulless. It was horrid to recieve that letter we got in science...it was like they were officially announcing her death or something, trying to make me feel horrible.

Alas, I seem to be telling the end first... That day (june 10), I never gave a thought that it was ashley as my bus drove past the wreck...and moments before I learned this, I was worried about getting punished by my mom for being on the computer too long, and I was halfway up the stairs, ready for punishment when my mom told me to go back down. she told me and I went back on the computer and told everybody on IM. When everybody got off, I decided to listen to the radio, because music usually helps me feel better, but when I turned it on, there was this commercial about car crashes playing, and that was just the thing I didn't want to hear, so I wrote in my yearbook about it.

Ashley was one of the best people you'd ever meet in your life. The Thursday before the accident, I was having trouble on my giant-giant-layout flyaway on bars. Ashley was helping me and encouraging me, but Alex was just getting madder, and my mom was there. Ashley defended me. She saved me from getting killed by my mom, and told Alex what happened. And I will never get to tell her thanks. Never. We got a note from her mom saying, "Ashley said, "'I'll hafta look after her. She needs it.'" and I'll never get to tell her thanks.

~jimnist07

lalala
Friday, August 8, 2003, 02:06 p.m.

I archived again. Yeah...not much else happening around here.

~jimnist07