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In only four days, I will meet Lisa!! I've waited so long. To be in the same building, the same STATE as her, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I'll tell you people how it goes.
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Join Date: Jul 04, 2001
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Let us know how it is!! AHHHHH everyone is meeting her before me!! Although as the expression goes, "Good things come to those who wait". Hmm...Maybe I will get something out of it? Maybe..a life long friendship? Whoooooooo fat chance Karli fat chance
------------------ °·.*¤*-Karli Cauble-the Lisa Cult-*¤*.·° **In the year 2005, Lauren and I are driving to California to beg and pleed Lisa Whelchel and Nancy McKeon to become our mothers. She will become "Lauren McKeon" and I will become "Karli-wait a minute. I can't become 'Karli Cauble' AGAIN, can I???" Oh well, Just remember us as the "Cauble/McKeon kids!!"** This song shows an important message *Look at me, You may think you see who I really am, but you'll never know me. Every day it's as if I play a part. Now I see if I wear a mask, I can fool the world, but I cannot fool my heart. Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me? When will my reflection show who I am inside? I am now in a world where I have to hide my heart, and what I believe in. But somehow, I will show the world what's inside my heart, and be loved for who I am. Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection someone I don't know? Must I pretend that I'm someone else, for all time? When will my reflection show who I am inside? There's a heart that must be free to fly. That burns with a need to know the reason why. Why must we all conceal, what we think, how we feel? Must there be a secret me, I'm forced to hide? I won't pretend that I'm someone else, for all time. When will my reflection show who I am inside, when will my reflection show who I am inside?* |
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