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Name: Carly
Country: United States
State: New York
Metro: New York City
Birthday: 7/7/1985
Interests: the Food Network,music, photography, movies, going out to eat, stargazing, sightseeing, tennis, spending time with loved ones. Whatever my mood seeks, whatever comes my way.
Expertise: Turning my room into a mess within minutes after cleaning it, misplacing things, losing umbrellas, laughing at everything.
Message: message me
AIM:  babi cuddlez
Member Since:
3/17/2002
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| If you find yourself at the movie theatre looking forward to catching
the next showing of Superman Returns only to find that it's sold out
for the entire night ... don't fret.
Amidst the season of highly anticipated summer blockbusters, I urge you
to catch a movie that has more twists than The Da Vinci Code, scarier
than The Omen, more emotional than The Lake House and will elicit more
thought than you would ever be inspired to have from any movie you'll
watch this summer.
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| Let the summer blockbusters roll in.
and the CarLy seal of approval goes to:
 Felicity (aka Keri Russell) is in it too! 
Eagerly anticipating these other summer films:
  
 
Who's in? 
I'm going to be spending the summer in
NYC. After an awesome summer in Buffalo, I wonder how this
summer, my last summer vacation, will turn out.
Hopefully it'll look something like this:
- Nailing an Internship
- Getting a second job
- Kick ass 21st Birthday
- Good Tan
- A weekend trip to Buffalo
- Taking summer classes in the city
- Time well spent with good friends
- Having f-u-n (fun, fool .. fun!
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With that said, I'm out like a fat kid in dodgeball.
See you in the city.
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| I'm a sentimental person.
So, ever since I can really remember, I kept everything I ever felt
that held some sort of sentimental value. Love letters, diaries,
English papers, Math homework, etc. You name it, I had it.
I kept these things with hopes that they would become useful to me in
the future.
I started to store these bits of the past in boxes and in binders neatly (okay, maybe not so neat )
stowed away in the back of my closet. To me, it was a portal to
the past that I could always rely on to take a stroll down memory lane.
It wasn't until I became older that I realized that I was never going
to look back on these things and decided to clear out my closet to make
way for novelty.
I finally took a look at my closet today after months of being away for
school, searching for a piece of my past. Disappointedly enough,
I couldn't seem to recognize a damn thing in there. Where did all
my recorded thoughts from journal entries go? My beautifully
sketched geometrically plotted graphs (my cosine curves were awesome
btw)?
We often throw things in the back of our closet, not realizing its value until later on.
Learn from my mistake.
Check your closet often.
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| Some people really are the devil in disguise.
It sucks that I'm the only one that sees it.
EDIT:
Man, I love city girls 
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hah) that I haven't seen since the 5th grade.
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I haven't seen this chigga since HS ended 3 years ago.
