BREEGAN's blog
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O M goodness! ...its so good to be back! ...missed rory a lot!!! ...it is important to surround yourself with real friends ...my 'llil partner in crime ;) BREEGANS BACK! ...sorry it took so long ;)
Breegan has 2 namesakes
"my mom was in the hospital in 1991 about to have me ...she was looking at a parenting magazine and i saw an adorable little girl on it (you) ...she looked for her name and saw that it was "Breegan" ...and thats how i got the name. I always think it's so weird that no one has my name, and now i know im named after you!! ...thought you might like to know : )"
The one the ONLY
From another "Breegan":
Ok, random, but i figured that since we share a fabulously unique name i should mention that i believe my parents got mine from you...?
Apparently my dad worked for yours when you were a baby, and they fell in love with it. Weird...?
:]
Twinners
I came across this amazing story today. Just check this out:
Yes! These two adorable girls are twins. Born from the same mom, within minutes.
The parents of the girls are mixed! (both parents are bi-racial!) . So one of the girls inherited all the black genes, and one inhereted all the white genes.
kinda like me an ror ...lol!
cartwheels
the other day I was running ...around the town lake as usual ...it was bright and sunny, lush green ...the days you want when you are running ...to ignore the fact that your body's in constant motion ...the days you can feel the air rush under your arms ...(and they are somewhat rare in my world) ...the grass was green ...and out of no where I had an itch ...and then a smile ...just a little itch to do a cartwheel ...and well, I did a cartwheel ...but as I found myself somewhat embarrassed, and waiting for runners to pass ...I wondered ...why cant people do cartwheels
lost ...& not found
...what started out as a nice shopping experience on melrose ...3 new dresses, a couple pairs of shoes ... quickly turned very sour the moment i realized my keys had vanished in the process... and that is not to mention that my cell phone... my one and only connection to any friend kind enough to help... and my landlord ...was in the car ...that i had lost my keys to... the evening sky had crept up on me... and somehow melrose avenue seemed to change faces... all worked out in the end... i have somehow managed to put my life back in order... although the keys remain un-found...