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Be My Friend

(Title picked up from Dawter T and Bebi A's Barney Book)

Freedom of Speech

I decided to be a Gabriela and fight for our rights against the bullies (3 of them) at work. I landed with a thump. Why do I never learn that opening up your mouth to say something "meaningful" will cause you trouble. Well, I don't regret doing it but I think I lost an acquaintance or friend or whatever my relationship with. Oh well?! Do I really care? Or do I just want to win the Miss Congeniality award but succumbing to all their bullying tactics. Well, I spoke up. Fought for the underdogs. It's not that because one of the underdogs is someone close to my heart but also because I am one of them. Wahhhhh! Enough! But, I am really upset over it.

Daddy Barney

On the lighter side of life. It's not that the daughters are wishing that their Barney becomes daddy. But, on their Barney book (see title), there was a picture of Barney twirling the ball on his fingers. Bebi A associates that with Pre because he also does that using his basketball. Intuitive, eh?
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