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Post by Dia Mirza on Oct 24, 2008 18:35:40 GMT -5
Dia woke up early on Saturday morning, she had a bad dream. Nobody was awake yet, so she looked at her clock and saw it was 5 am. What should I do? I can't sleep now. She thought as she got up from her bed and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. After few minutes she came out and went to her closet. She wore some shorts and a tank top. She went to her bed and putted on running shoes. She walked out of her house, out of the driveway and stopped at the sidewalk. She did her hair in a ponytail and started jogging.
Dia jogged down a path in the park for part of her daily workout and listening to the ipod . As she came to a clear blank grassy area near her car. She hunched over pressing on her thighs as she came to a stop and started to catch her breath. She sat and looked around the park.
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Post by mikey brooks . on Nov 13, 2008 20:45:27 GMT -5
i'm counting ufo's i signal them with my lighter and in this moment i am happy, happy.
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Midnight. 2:30. 3:58. 4:29. Alright that was it. Sighing Michael sat up in his bed. He hadn't gotten even a tiny bit of sleep. He was just laying on his bed staring at the ceiling the entire night listening to his iPod on shuffle on his iPod radio. He got a shower and got dressed. Brushing his teeth and hair he got himself all fixed up to go out. Where would he go? He had virtually no idea. But hey it was fun to drive at 4:45 in the morning around town. Things could get their picture taken.
Packing up his camera gear he grabbed his keys, wallet, and smokes and stuffed them in his pockets as he left. First place that came to his mind was the park. It was close by and it was beautiful at any time of the day. And you never really know what you can find over in the park. There is so many things to see so many things that you can capture with a camera. The park was absolutely wonderful when it came to photography. Alright looks like he made up his mind. To the park he goes.
As he drove up to the park he parked his car and got out. Placing a cigarette between his lips he lit it up with a lighter. Taking a drag and letting the cancerous smoke out of his mouth. Ah he needed one of those. It has been too long. He started taking pictures of things while smoking till he was done with it. He let out the rest of the smoke and put it out at the nearest smoker trashcan. Man now he felt tired. Another one too keep him awake then. He placed another between his lips and lit it up. Taking a drag he put the camera to his face and saw a girl by a car and a street light. He took a picture before realizing who it was. What was Dia out so early for? He walked over taking another drag and flicking off the ashes. "Hey... What brings you here this early?" He asked as he walked up and sat down next to his friend.
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Post by Dia Mirza on Nov 13, 2008 21:17:04 GMT -5
Dia was loving the weather in the morning. As she sat there, listening the end of the song, Love Bug by Jonas Brothers. She took a deep breathe of the smell of the fresh air and let it out. Being in fit, was on one of Dia's priorities then came clubbing, and other things that didn't meant important. As the song changed to Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson. She started humming along the song. If she could have a theme song it would be this one--Breakaway.
Dia was in her own little world, thinking about the past. Even though, she says to all of her friends. Move on. Don't look back, it'll hurt you more. But she didn't care. Dia was thinking about her last relationship with a jock. She shook her head to clear it out. She looked at the sky instead and smiled. Perfect. She thought.
She looked down she felt someone near her. Dia smiled. She took her headphones out and paused the song. "Hey you." Dia hugged Michael. "You know, staying in shape, enjoying the beauty of the morning sunrise and the weather." Dia replied. "And you?"
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