First of the Fallen

Ok, so I kinda left anybody that read my last post hanging. My real name is Laurel. I may or may not be your average teenage girl depending on what your view of "average teenage girl" is. I leave it to you to decide what you think I look like before I post a profile pic or something.

So today was the first of the fallen. Sounds strange, huh? 'tis true. It was the first day of unofficial fall in beautiful wet Washington state. I fell subject to ill equipped lips while playing trumpet in the church orchestra today, fell into tumbling wonderments and awed thoughts as I held a baby for the second time in my short life, fell over laughing with my Deven (friend; like a lil bro but pretty dang awesome for one), fell short of my parents wishes (yet again), and fell into deep stewing over my plot to launch Da Vinci's Notebook's, The Gates so that all the Microsoft-loving-Mac-hating friends of mine might laugh in envy as such a thing as never happened to a MacBook before. (Go Apple!) Hence the name: First of the Fallen.
I suppose if my buddy is reading right now he would be thinking something that I think he would be thinking and if he is then I will ask him now, AHEM, to stop it. (hard to follow? good. It was intended for my best budd)
Speaking of which, did I ever mention him? First glance you'd think him just another guy from the geek squad. He's way more; he plays a beast keyboard and is very capable of figuring out just about any instrument, he can sketch like no lefty can, he's a gentleman to the end, he is the most loyal person I've ever met, give the best hugs, and is the bestest buddy a girl could ever hope or even dream for. That's, in short, my bestest friend in the whole wide world. =)
Anyways, back to the original topic: Fallen. I suppose fallen could be used in many senses. You've fallen for your boyfriend/girlfriend, you've fallen and you can't get up, you've really fallen off the edge this time, etc. etc. etc... You've fallen. We all have. I prefer to trip before I fall. Its more natural and is a parallel to my real life. How do you fall? Do you freefall into flight into your dreams and goals? Do you fall and pick yourself up again?
And I suppose that is where I will leave you tonight.
Goodnight all!

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