Last Topic of the Year, due by Sunday, June 7:

Perhaps its time to pick out some favorite memories of Pine Point. Let us know about three (or two, or one, or fifty) of your fond memories of your time at our school. Don't worry about choosing a favorite. Just describe a few good memories. (Feel free to do more than one post as memories come back to you.)

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Friday, February 27, 2009

Olivia's Post

I have a pin that says, "So I'm Me", but I really don't know who I am. I only know the small things. For example I know my feelings right now: I'm excited for England, but scared that something bad might happen, I'm happy for my going away party tomorrow, and happy that after I write this I will only have to study for Math. I also know what I'm wearing right now: I'm wearing a black and white pin striped vest, with a bunch of pins that I made out of bottle caps, and my flower pin, my "smile" pin and my So I'm Me pin, over a black shirt with a killer whale that says "What Are You Looking At?", and black and pink bandana, jeans, black and white vans and an Ed Hardy that says "Love Kills Slowly" with a chain. That's all I know about myself right now. If people saw the out-fit I was wearing, some people would think it's weird, or maybe they would like it and say that it shows who I am, which is true in way, but clothes don't make the person. some people would say, I'm weird but in a good way, the way I always have a million different laughs, and facial expressions, and the weird moises I make and the silly little things I do, but they make up who I am. Also a few other things I know are that I'm fiteen years old, four foot eleven inches tall, I have blue eyes, light brown hair and one thing that people might not know is that I have glasses, but I don't wear them that often. I love, music, chocaolate, Lacrosse, snowboarding, my dog, and my very interesting family.

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