About

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I'm the blonde on the bottome right.
Do you like?
Myspace is ridiculous.
Why are we so addicted to it?
I am a saved christian. Talk to me sometime.
I'm straight edge for life.
Do not call me emo.
Do not call me scene.
Do not call me punk.
Do not call me prep.
Do not call me anything.
Call me Olivia. or livi.
Whichever you preffer.
I hate lables.
I'm a freakin tree hugging hippy=]
My favorite things are:
Reading
Writing
Drawing
Organic Foods
Vegetables
Steak
Thunderstorms
Hoodies
makeup
hairspray.
I'm going to make it big someday.
Weather it's as an actress,
A photogropher, an artist, or a dancer.
Dance is my passion.
And I sing to.
I'm going to be at the Drama Guild Highschool Theatre Contest.
If you're going, you should come up to me and be like:
"OMG I've seen you on Gaia. =]"
Life is all about being original.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
the frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the maxome foe he sought-
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood a while in thought.
As in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came.
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack.
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"Has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Calloh! Callay!
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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