tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75793361174877382212024-03-05T10:34:10.220-08:00Stella DanielsStella Danielshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17438170649914218454noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579336117487738221.post-71127586702843154802010-07-27T18:04:00.000-07:002010-08-08T09:14:07.144-07:00bride maids and the grooms<div id="ms__id42"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">i've been like the happyest girl since mark asked me to marry him. i've always wanted to have a huge wedding and invite everyone i knew. sorry it took forever for me to post this but, i finally did. =)<br /></span></div><br /><div id="ms__id16"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Man of honor: JohnnyC</span></div><div id="ms__id32"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">bride maids: breanna and cristy *dresses below*</span></div><br /><div id="ms__id31"><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">best man: Darrel </span></div><br /><div id="ms__id30"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">grooms: two-bit and sodapop</span></div><br /><div id="ms__id38"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div id="ms__id29"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">i thought you guys could help me pick the bride maid dresses</span></div><br /><div id="ms__id25"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwGiV_FNOMth3SbYvvfjhHAFEyceRMjTOKubPGgdZrae8utLzgLp29Oe_29SJFF5obhB_7Uhns5K-Of4qiyz1PqIYs-R9k5-rN2B3VMDfLv60xab7-H5ab6uwJOtokDAEnfXzQJRfIUts/s1600/f01-0004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503070340781887362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwGiV_FNOMth3SbYvvfjhHAFEyceRMjTOKubPGgdZrae8utLzgLp29Oe_29SJFF5obhB_7Uhns5K-Of4qiyz1PqIYs-R9k5-rN2B3VMDfLv60xab7-H5ab6uwJOtokDAEnfXzQJRfIUts/s320/f01-0004.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div id="ms__id26"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Gold or</span></div><br /><div id="ms__id28"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKV1IHWzbxML-yDp_pcQi4Xh5ga-2WSJK55TAfr-jUEPYUBUkd-C3OpR_Et5J957-DOBwHC4QttKE69z4l260Bsnu_lcfB1G20IvaEcoLaOG2t3s7tpfwUR1MK_U-wyJQxf_2c7g19s3I/s1600/mori-lee-pink-bridesmaid-dress.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503070330724070242" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKV1IHWzbxML-yDp_pcQi4Xh5ga-2WSJK55TAfr-jUEPYUBUkd-C3OpR_Et5J957-DOBwHC4QttKE69z4l260Bsnu_lcfB1G20IvaEcoLaOG2t3s7tpfwUR1MK_U-wyJQxf_2c7g19s3I/s320/mori-lee-pink-bridesmaid-dress.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div id="ms__id36"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Pink</span></div><br /><div id="ms__id35"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Johnny i already have yours picked out =D</span></div><br /><div id="ms__id40"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div id="ms__id41"></div><br /><div id="ms__id37"><br /></div><br /><div id="ms__id22"></div><br /><div id="ms__id33"><br /><br /></div><br /><div id="ms__id20"></div>Stella Danielshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17438170649914218454noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579336117487738221.post-33205122275232141602010-07-19T11:40:00.000-07:002010-07-19T12:38:14.204-07:00Episode 2: would you forgive your enemys?<div id="ms__id29"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBioL8vANxzWjpY8ycFZDon_Nc11_zuTg10aYbncN3rS8Ufd1YjEpPqTnVY_z7UvFGRhIpv0R5i659rPzHDOX9iXHYhyphenhyphenIi5zKCt_aPCLB0lQF-pKC1c7oUJjUIp2bNWOweyXetNQJ6t_Y/s1600/bre+stella.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495703931873284898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBioL8vANxzWjpY8ycFZDon_Nc11_zuTg10aYbncN3rS8Ufd1YjEpPqTnVY_z7UvFGRhIpv0R5i659rPzHDOX9iXHYhyphenhyphenIi5zKCt_aPCLB0lQF-pKC1c7oUJjUIp2bNWOweyXetNQJ6t_Y/s320/bre+stella.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div id="ms__id21">Mark was in a really pissed off mood today. and i mean really pissed off mood. i guess bre came back to Tulsa and tried to OD on some drugs. he made her stay at the house all day while he went to work and told me i had to watch her till he got home. "she's not 5 mark she can watch herself!" i said arguing with him. he didn't change his mind so i ended up spending the day with Bre. there was nothing on tv so we sat in silence for about 30 minutes. if you know me i had when it's quite. so i popped in a dvd, my favorite dvd. ATL straight to dvd =D surprising Breanna's face lit up. She love atl almost as much as i do. we sang along to every song on the dvd and when it was over we talked about how we loved Alex, Jack, Zack, And Rian. it was 3 in the afternoon when we finally stopped. my stomach was growling soo loud. "im hungry" bre announced before i had the chance. "what do you guys have in the fridge?" i remembered it's Monday, the day i usually go shopping and buy food. "lets go out to eat i said slipping my flip flops on. "Mark said we cant leave the house." bre said mocking mark "when did we ever listen mark?" i said laughing. she smiled. i let her pick her favorite restaurant which turned out to be a little Italian restaurant called Nikos. there's a story behind why it's her favorite. but that a story for a different post. after that i dont really know what happened, we became really good friends. we had to try to beat mark home because we lost track of time. we must of beat him by a minute. we were laughing so hard when Mark came home he thought we were high. you should of seen the smile on his face when i told him bre and i considered each other friends.</div><br /><br /><div id="ms__id22">The end.</div></div>Stella Danielshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17438170649914218454noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579336117487738221.post-53946358997683014832010-07-07T14:37:00.000-07:002010-07-07T15:21:18.206-07:00The adventure of JohnnyC and S-DAWG! Today's episode finding my inner gangstertuide (is that a word?)<div id="ms__id169"><br /><br /><div id="ms__id163"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">lol</span>! Today <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Markie</span> had to work early in the morning till way late at night. I guess Johnny forgot and stopped by. Or maybe he knew I'd be lonely.I was drinking red bull, and I asked Johnny if he had any pop rocks. "Only if you have another red bull!" he said sticking his hands out. "But I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">dont</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Im</span> going shopping later for some." I said giving him my puppy eyes so he'd still give me his pop rocks. "It's alright man, I didn't have any, anyway." he looked down at his shoes. Then I realized. HE'S A GANGSTER! Or he was trying to be at least. I jumped up, "teach me how to be a gangster!" I childhood dream only I knew about. Johnny smiled. First we gotta get you some gangster clothes. we went to the store and I bought some baggy jeans and I just borrowed Mark's '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">im</span> so gangster shirt' I bought Johnny a new hat for helping me. We got it at ed <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Hardy</span>. When we walked in and everyone there went "hey Johnny" it was so funny =D I also got a hat there. The pants where hard to walk in. now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Ik</span> why rappers always grab their crotch. I had the look I needed to talk like a gangster and most of all a gangster name. After an hour we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">desisted</span> I'd get a temporary gangster name. S-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Dawg</span>! This is what I learned how to say in gangster. "Holy muffins that's snuff is off the chain. It's down like dogs at Texas." That means '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Heyy</span>, I like your shoes. They're pretty cool. Where did you get it?" At the end of the day Johnny put a little graduation hat on my head. Made a small <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">speech</span> cried with tears of joy and said "You're the first student to graduate from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">JCake's</span> school of Gangsters. Pony has been held back 20 times. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Im</span> proud of you." He gave me a book 'The Gangster <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Dictionary</span>' was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">written</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">graffiti</span> on the cover. "Thanks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">JohnnyC</span>. I couldn't of done it without you as my teacher." And <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">thats</span> the end of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">todays</span> episode of<span style="color:#cc33cc;"> 'The adventure of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">JohnnyC</span> and S-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">DAWG</span>! 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