mckenzie i love you soooo much! thank you for always being here for me and thank you for...for...omg for just being the best friend i could ever ask for! u have always ecepted me as who i am and i never have to be someone else around you. you help me calm down, you help me get hyper, and you cut your hair along with me so i wouldnt be the only one with short hair. you dont know all the things youve done for me, and i just wanted to tell you thankyou! read this and just know what when i did, i definitly DEFINITLY thought of you. god i love you so much!

A Good Friend

In kindergarten, your idea of a good friend was the
person who let you have the red crayon when all that
was left was the ugly black one.

In first grade, your idea of a good friend was the
person who went to the bathroom with you and held your
hand as you walked through the scary halls.

In second grade, your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you stand up to the class bully.

In third grade, your idea of a good friend was the
person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot
yours on the bus.

In fourth grade, your idea of a good friend was the
person who was willing to switch square dancing
partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck
do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nicky or Smelly Susan.

In fifth grade, your idea of a friend was the person
who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you.

In sixth grade, your idea of a friend was the person
who went up to Nicky or Susan, your new crush, and
asked them to dance with you, so that if they said no
you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.

In seventh grade, your idea of a friend was the person
who let you copy the social studies homework from the
night before that you had.

In eighth grade, your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and
old baseball but didn't laugh at you when you finished
and broke out into tears.

In ninth grade, your idea of a good friend was the
person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so
you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.

In tenth grade, your idea of a good friend was the
person who changed their schedule so you would have
someone to sit with at lunch.

In eleventh grade, your idea of a good friend was the
person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced
your parents that you shouldn't be grounded, consoled
you when you broke up with Nick [or Glenn] or Susan,
and found you a date to the prom.

In twelfth grade, your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you pick out a college/university,
assured you that you would get into that
college/university, helped you deal with your parents
who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of
letting you go...

At graduation your idea of a good friend was the
person who was crying on the inside but managed the
biggest smile one could give as they congratulated
you.

The summer after twelfth grade your idea of a good
friend was the person who helped you clean up the
bottles from that party, helped you sneak out of the
house when you just couldn't deal with your
parents, assured you that now that you and Nick or you
and Susan were back together, you could make it
through anything, helped you pack up for university
and just silently hugged you as you looked through
blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving
behind, and finally on those last days of childhood,
went out of their way to give you reassurance that you
would make it in college as well as you had these past
18 years, and most importantly sent you off to college
knowing you were loved.

Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person
who gives you the better of the two choices, holds
your hand when you're scared, helps you fight off
those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you
at times when you are not there, reminds you of what
you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you
but understands when you need to hold on to it a
little longer, stays with you so that you have
confidence, goes out of their way to make time for
you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you deal
with pressure from others, smiles for you when they
are sad, helps you become a better person, and most
importantly loves you!

Pass on to those friends of the past, and those of the
future...and those you have met along the way...
[crying yet? oh there's more]

Thank you for being a friend. No matter where we go or
who we become, never forget who helped us get there.
There's never a wrong time to pick up a phone or send
a message telling your friends how much you miss them
or how much you love them.

You know who you are, pass it on to someone who
you want to remind. So send this to all your friends
and maybe those who aren't but just watch and see who
sends it back. If you love someone, tell them.
Remember always to say what you mean. Never be afraid
to express yourself. Take this opportunity to tell
someone what they mean to you. Seize the day and have
no regrets. Most importantly, stay close to your
friends and family, for they have helped make you the
person that you are today and are what it's all about
anyway. Pass this along to your friends. Let it make a
difference in your day and theirs.

The difference between expressing love and having
regrets is that the regrets may stay around forever.

Within 1 hour you must send it to other people. Within
five days you will have a miraculous occurrence in our

relationships. You will find new love or have an old
love rekindled. If you do not send it, you will have
once again passed up the opportunity to do something
loving and beautiful and continue the trend that gives
you problems in your relationships. If you've received
this it is because someone cares for you and it means
there is probably at least someone for whom you care.
If you're too busy to take the few minutes that it
would take right now to forward this to ten people,
would it be the first time you didn't or that little
thing that would make a difference in your
relationships? [oh the guilt!] And the better you'll
get at reaching out to others

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im back and better

... you never call me... i didnt do half of what you and katie did to me... gosh wtf... its like i dont matter to you... whyd you have to do that test thing? if you just told me you became friends again we would do somthing have a great time and so on and so forth... you dont trust me.. you still dont... i know you dont.. but why dont you call me? you havnt written anything in your journals about me and... well. wtf?

kenzie, if ur here, talk to me on IM or call me on the radio thing please!! i really need to talk to you! wat are we going to do about devon?! omg! im crying right now! im a bitch!

luv ya
kt

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im back and better

kenzie, i really need to talk to you. i dont care if you dont want to be friends with me anymore cuz frankly, i dont want to be friends with you, but i just want to kno, why did you talk about me behind my back? thats all i want to know. cuz one second im ur best friend and were having tons of fun, and then i leave and suddenly i become a stuck up, boyfriend stealing brat...huh. well, i just wanted to know why and i also need my candles back.

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im back and better

devon, my mom is making me go back to dr. pazak cuz she thinks im becoming depressed or something. what a freak. just cuz i sit in my room all day blasting music, not wanting to do anything else. well, i like sitting in my room all day not doin anything. w/e. my mom is a freak. o o o! tomarow (thursday, if you read this later then today) i can come over. i just have to sit up all night reading homecoming. today i took my school ID pic thingy, and it came out pretty good.


love ya!
McKenzie

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In the darkness
You will find light

emotion poet...ya right! try CRAPPY BITCH FUCK poet!

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im back and better

i wish you could have slept over too o, lol hehe i just relized you left ur hat over. that night was really fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!