I'm soo lonely!!!

i'm not really.... i haven't had time, because i worked at the SPCA this week, so yah... but i told mel i would miss her.... sooooooo



down at the end of lonely street, at heartbreak hotel... missed you guys lots and lots... hope you had a good trip... bring me back a souvenir ... lol ... love shannon

lordy lordy look who's forty!!!!!

well you wanted a picture rosie, so here it is.... lol... i didn't say you'd like it... happy birthday...

how is it that we got to be so lucky??? why is it us sinners that get this kind of luck... every once in a while, I sit back and reflect.... thanking God for these awesome people that i get to have as best friends... i don't deserve them, they probably don't deserve me... but that's probably the point... God gives us best friends on earth, to show us his reasoning... you don't have to deserve it, or be good enough for it...it's there... this friendship, theses friends that never waver... they aren't perfect (by a long shot...lol) but they love me, i love them, and that seems to be all that matters... i love that... i love going away, only to come back to these people that missed you so much.... i love being able to be totally raw, and that's okay... i love the grace they give... i just love them... to all my best buds, second mothers, crazy back up singers, and all the rest ... i love you guys to much to say... love shannon

finally>>>>>

i finally gor my mark back for parasitology... i passed the test, and the course!!!!!!!!!!! about time... i'm sooo happy it's done.... and almost all of our projects are done...yay... love shannon

BIRTHDAY GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
DEAR SUSIE AND MISTY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!

here's to the birthday girls, hope you find happiness this year, and a way to get away from it all. Love you lots Shannon

Wind on the hill...

No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from
Where the wind goes.

It's flying from somewhere
As fast as it can,
I couldn't keep up with it,
Not if I ran.

But if I stopped holding
The string of my kite,
It would blow with the wind
For a day and a night.

And then when I found it,
Wherever it blew,
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too.

So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes...
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows.

A.A. Milne