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Name: Mindee
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 5/21/1988
Gender: Female


Interests: Acting, Singing, Dancing, Playing Softball, Talking on the phone, Chatting w/ friends...etc...
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment


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Member Since: 1/10/2004

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Tuesday, January 17, 2006

my name (Real name):

Who is the love of my life:

Where did we meet:

Take a stab at my middle name:

How long have you known me:

When is the last time that we saw each other:

Do I smoke:

Do I drink:

Do I curse:

Do I believe in God:

When is my birthday:

What was your first impression of upon meeting me:

Color of my eyes:

Do I have any siblings:

What's one of my favorite things to do:

Am I funny:

Do you remember one of the first things I said to you:

What's my favorite type of music:

What is the best feature about me:

Am I shy or outgoing:

Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules:

Do I have any special talents:

Would you consider me a friend/good friend:

Would you call me preppy, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, nerdy, snobby, or something else (what):

Have you ever seen me cry:

Are my parents still together:

If I had broccoli stuck in my teeth would you tell me:

Have you ever hugged me:

Do you miss me...do you think i miss you:

What is my favorite food:

Have you ever had a crush on me:

Do you now?

If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be:

What's your favorite memory of me:

Who do I like right now:

What is my worst habit:

If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what one thing would I bring?

Would you take advantage of the situation and try and make a move on me?

What reminds you of me

What do you like about me?


Saturday, January 14, 2006

So my mom was cleaning through a cabinet of my old schoolwork today and she found this journal of mine from second grade. It made me really wish that I could just go back to those times. I was so innocent and I had NOTHING to worry about. And my parents even said "It reminded us of what your personality is REALLY like. You were so sweet then." What happened to me? Why can't I be considered the sweet, nice girl that I used to be? I feel terrible. I'm gonna post some entries from the journal. It's a family journal, so I would write something then my parents would respond.

November 16, 1995
Dear Family,
I am in speech now. I get to have homework. I get to play games! My teacher's name is Mrs. Johnson. She is nice. She said speech is going to be really fun, and I think she is right!

November 28, 1995
Dear Family,
Today was my first day of speech. I got to play "Mickey Mouse Bingo." It was fun.

November 30, 1995
Dear Mindee,
I'm glad that you brought home your family journal. I think you are excited about your speech class. I love you!
Mommy

December 5, 1995
Dear Family,
It is almost Christmas! I can't wait! Can you? So let's put up the decorations.

Dear Mindee,
Yes, I'm excited about Christmas. We are going to do many fun things. We'll, get a tree, decorate, bake cookies, go to a party or two, and have our relatives over.
Love, Mommy

Dear Family,
I feel better. Aren't you glad? I am! I hope you are too.
Love, Mindee

December 13, 1995
Dear Mindee,
Today I don't feel good.
Love, Mommy

Dear Family,
I am happiest when we are together.
Love, Mindee

Febuary 3, 1996
Dear Mindee, I am happiest when my girls are playing together and having fun!
Love, Mommy

Dear Family,
I wish we could be together all the time. I wish you would read a story to me every single night. I wish there was no such thing as blisters. I wish we could get a kitten or puppy. I wish mommy's shoulder would not hurt.

Dear Family,
My parents are nice. They let us have sleepovers. They ride their bikes with us. They play games with us. They tuck us in every night. They hug us and kiss us every night, and say good night to us!

Dear Mindee,
Our children are all very different. Randee loves animals. Mindee likes music. Kimmee likes to ride her bike. In some ways our children are the same. They all like to read. They all like to swim. Mindee is a kind and loving person. She is very sensitive and carying. If someone gets hurt, Mindee gets upset. Mindee likes to take care of me when I get sick. She brings me food, drinks or just rubs my back to make me feel better. Mindee is a good softball player. She tries hard. She's a real slugger.
Love, Mommy and Daddy

Dear Mommy,
I love you. You are very nice because you let us ride our bikes in the street. Mrs. Roswell is very nice because she lets us have language centers. Daddy is very nice because he makes us lunch every day.

Dear Mindee,
You did great in your softball game. You're a little slugger! Go Red Rubies!
Love, Mommy

Dear Daddy,
I love you. Your team did good yesterday night. Go Killer Bees! I think I did good in softball practice yesterday night. Go Red Rubies! I have a game on Thursday at four thirty! I cannot wait until Thursday!

March 4, 1996
Dear Mindee,
You are so sweet. Even though you were mad at Kimmee the other day, you got her a tissue when she was crying and asked her if she was alright. Today Randee's softball game was rained out! They played one inning and then it started raining and the umpire said "Game over" and we all went home. I had fun playing Yahtzee with you tonight. Next time maybe I'll win a game. I like playing games with my family. Right now it is raining and the drops on the skylight sound like little drums beating. I'm glad you had me write in your journal. I love you!
Love, Daddy

Dear Mommy,
If we went to Sea World, first we would go in the stinky penguins as you call it, then we would go into the scary shark encounter, then we would go into the fun happy harbor, :) then last of all we would go to the Shamu show.

(Note: For the "K" in the word shark, I made scary teeth.)

Dear Mindee,
Yes, we would have fun at Sea World. Remember last tiem we went to Sea World there was a dolphin that looked at Kimmee through the glass. It looked like the dolphin was trying to talk to Kimmee. It was so cute.
Love, Mommy

Dear Daddy,
You are the best dad in the whole world. Or the best dad I've ever seen. I cannot wait for Kimmee's birthday! She is going to be six years old! It is going to be fun.

May 15, 1996
Dear Mindee,
We sure have been busy lately. Getting our house ready to sell, going over to our new house and looking around and enjoying the sunsets, attending and playing in softball games or practices. You have really been enjoying yourself this year playing softball. You just hit your head on the refrigerator! Ouch! This weekend starts the softball tournament. Good luck! Love you!
Daddy

(Note: Apparently nothing has changed. I was just as klutzy then as ever. Running into the refrigerator? Haha.)

Dear Mommy,
Let's all party and play Sorry and play Mickey Mouse Yahtzee, and play Go Fish, and play Clue Jr., and play Guess Who, and last but not least Scattegories Jr.

Dear Mindee,
That's a good idea. We haven't had a family game night in a long time.
Love, Mommy

Dear Daddy,
If I won a million dollars over vacation I would go to Alabama, Alaska, Arizona, Arkansas, Colorado, Connecticut, Delaware, Florida, Georgia, Hawaii, Idaho, Illinois, Indiana, Iowa, Kansas, Kentucky.

(Note: I think I was learning the states at that time, how about you? I ran out of room on the page at Kentucky. The next two entries are when I tried to write in cursive.)

Dear Family,
My favorite wetaher is rain, snow, sun, wind, cold. Actually I love rain, snow, sun, wind. See you later bye bye!
Love, Mindee

Dear Mindee,
I like different types of weather also. When I was a child I lived where it was cold and sometimes snowed in the winter. It was very hot in the summer. The fall was beautiful. Our weather here is almost the same all year.
Love, Mommy

Dear Family,
I think we should go to a party! I absolutely love parties! Would you party? Puh-leese? I hope you say yes!

Dear Mindee,
Parties are fun. I wish you would wait until your teacher teaches you how to write cursive. I know that you're excited to try and I think that's great, but you need to be taught the correct way to form each letter so that you don't learn the wrong way. Thank you, Mindee!
Love, Mommy

May 18, 1996
Dear Family,
I love you. Why do we have to sleep on the floor? It scares me! I can't wait until my birthday, can you? There's only three more days!
Love, Mindee

Dear Family,
If we went on vacation to Washington, D.C. I would visit, the white house, go to the tallest hotel in the world and stay for a few days.
Love, Mindee

Dear Family,
On Fourth of July we are going to Grandma Durfee's house, right? I sure hope so! I like going to her house.
Love, Mindee

Dear Family,
I am going to be in a play and I am nervous and excited and happy at the same time and I just don't know what to do!
Love, Mindee

Wow...what a walk down memory lane. Thanks to those of you who actually read the whole thing. Comment and tell me what you think if you want to. I love you all!


Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Dear God,

I have a few questions. Why is everything going wrong in my life? Why did I take on so much this year? Why do I honestly feel like dying every single day of my life? Why can't I keep myself from having a complete emotional breakdown...sobbing, shaking, can't breathe...every day? Why does life have to be so hard? Why isn't this the best time of my life, like it's supposed to be? Why do I put so much pressure on myself? Why couldn't I have seen that cop before I hit him? Why can't people understand that all I need is some support right now? Why can't they see that I'm not just looking for attention...I honestly have these feelings? Why does she have to be so much better than me? Why do I have to be wrong in everything I do? Why can't my parents just try to understand me a little more? Why did I have to miss out on so much while I was grounded? Why can't I find somebody to love me? Why can't he care for me the way I care for him? Why does everything that happens to me have to be a joke to some people? Why am I always the "best friend" instead of something more? Why can't she understand that I'm trying to be there for her, but I have my own shit to deal with? Why can't she understand that I don't have the energy to deal with her problems and mine? Why can't some people understand that no matter how little we seem to talk or how little we hang out, I still love them more than anybody, and always will? Why does the top eight exist when all it does is cause hurt? Why do I suddenly not exist in her world when she's always first on my list? Why couldn't things have been spread out more? Why did it all have to happen at once? Why do I have no more motivation? Why don't I even care about college anymore? Why don't I love my parents the way I used to? Why don't I have that connection with them anymore? I need answers, God. I honestly don't think I can handle life anymore. It's too much. I don't want to do anything. I just want to lay in my bed and never move and never think. Kinda like dying. Please, God. Send some help. Anything. I need it. I don't know how much more I can take.

Amen.


Sunday, November 20, 2005

Time for some song lyrics. I think they're appropriate for everyone at some point.

Breaktown by Hanson

Are you ready to lose?
Are you ready to win?
Well, I've been losing for so long, I can't again
I'm the man on the moon
I'm the man on the ledge
I'm the words you never knew were in your head to be read

You can't help you're so insecure
You hurt right down to the core
You're only stuck in your pain today

Welcome to Breaktown
For the first time
It's a great town
For your worst times
When you freak out
There's a road sign
Welcome to Breaktown

Are you ready to quit?
Are you ready to learn?
Are you ready to find the spark inside and let it burn?
I'm the walls that close in
I'm the words you won't say
I'm the voice you choose to keep inside and lock away everyday

You keep it all to yourself
You're just like everyone else
So take a good look around, now

Welcome to Breaktown
For the first time
It's a great town
For your worst time
When you freak out
There's a road sign
Welcome to Breaktown

When you're coming through
There's a room with a view
Just hang around

Welcome to Breaktown
For the first time
It's a great town
For your worst time
When you freak out
There's a road sign
Welcome to Breaktown


Thursday, November 17, 2005

So, as you all know, I've been through a lot of crap lately. But I've been thinking lately...and I think that I've been put through all of it for a reason. There must have been something good that came out of it...something that I've learned. Well, there's the obvious. Don't drive with only one contact. And if you're going to, try to avoid hitting a cop. Then there's the not so obvious and not so easy...somehow I have to learn to deal with my mom without getting in an argument every time. So I've kinda learned just to not say anything unless she actually asks me a question. And even then, only answer the question directly asked me...don't give any explanation or extra stuff unless asked. And then there's the better stuff. Through all of this, I've come to realize how amazing all of my friends are. I mean, I always knew that they were great. But they have seen me at my worst. I've called several of them completely sobbing and falling apart...and they dealt with it. They showed they cared. I called Alyssa the night of the accident after getting lectured by my parents, and I just sobbed and she sat on the other end of the line and even though we didn't say that much, it was comforting just to know that she was there. I couldn't breathe and I was shaking...and she was just like "Breathe, Mindee. It's all gonna be okay, I'm here for you." Those words will stick with me forever. I also called Brent, Rob, and Katie that night. And they were all there for me. Katie texts me all the time to ask me how I am...and I can't describe how sad I am that I don't get to see her over Thanksgiving. But I'll be there in heart. I had called Gerilyn earlier that week sobbing  because of a fight I had gotten in with my mom and she was like "Should I come over? Are you gonna be okay?" And even though I couldn't have anybody over at the time, it was good to know that she was willing to drop everything and come over. Besides those phone conversations, my friends have listened to me rant and rave online and in person. They give me comfort hugs constantly and just make sure that I'm okay. As soon as Lindsey noticed something was wrong, she was nothing but caring and loving. Makenzie calls me almost every night after rehearsal just to tell me she loves me. Emmy text messages me randomly all the time to tell me the same. Brent, Emmy, and I will text message each other while we're sitting right next to each other. Alyssa sends me the "love/plus three" sign all the time. Tabby called me as soon as she found out about the accident to make sure I was okay and to tell me she loves me. Blake will throw her arms around me in a huge hug and tell me how much she loves me. Arielle gives me a big hug every time she sees me and asks me if I'm okay, just to make sure. James just randomly tells me he loves me all the time. Dana and Max have been wonderful as well. Dana told me all this stuff that made me feel so good online the other day, and Max is just Max. He makes me feel better no matter what haha. Michael calls me like every day to tell me he's sorry (for reasons that shall remain undisclosed) and to tell me he hearts me. I can't even describe how thankful I am for all of my friends. I'm so full of love for all of them that it's incredible. Thank you so much to all of you. You'll probably never realize just how much I appreciate all of your love and caring. But I do. More than I ever thought I could. I love you all so freaking much. TBF!



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