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My Claymate Room Part 2 claymateloudnproud 84 views Sorry I got cut off. Heres the rest.
My Claymate Room Part 1 claymateloudnproud 163 views Here ya go guys! This is my claymate room! I forgot one thing, I have a clay mousepad too. And that waster you hear running in the background is my fishtank. Thanks Cat ...
New York Document Part 14 claymateloudnproud 60 views we're snowed in...
New York Document Part 13 claymateloudnproud 35 views In a cemetary somewhere in Pennsylvania going home
New York Document Part 12 claymateloudnproud 54 views Good bye New York
New York Document Part 11 (I am Not Yet Dead) claymateloudnproud 64 views A horrible reenactment of the "Im not yet dead" scene from Spamalot
New York Document Part 10 claymateloudnproud 139 views Post- MEETING CLAY AIKEN reactions
New York Document Part 9 claymateloudnproud 50 views Post Spamalot reactions
New York Document Part 8 claymateloudnproud 86 views Probably the funniest little 7 second video evefrom left to right- Tammy, Deeana (starfishy), My little sister Lindsay, Me, MARIE DRUMMOND (yay!), Catherine
New York Document Part 7 claymateloudnproud 54 views At the Shubert Theater!

About I'm breakin dishes up in here all night, all night!!!

http://theyoungandbeautifulclaymates.synthasite.com/

EXTREME fan of Clay Aiken. Get used to it, cuz thats me.

So WHAT? I am a rockstar, I got my rock moves, and I don't need you!

11-22-2008 = happiest day of my life!

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You said that i wasn't pretty,
So i just believed you
and you said that i wasnt special
So i lived that way
With critical gazes and brutal amazement
At how my refelction could be so imperfect
With all of my blemishes
How could somebody want me?

"God Loves Ugly", by Jordin Sparks

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He was deep in thought; a look of hard concentration on his face. He leaned his head on his thin bony hand and scrunched up his forehead as if trying to remember something he had read about years before. His other hand held a pencil which he tapped vigorously on the desk to an even beat much faster than that of the clock. His thin lips were pursed together and his curly light brown hair sat in a tangled mess upon his head. He wore a button down shirt that had the top three buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up to elbow length, with a white T-shirt underneath it. His jeans were a shade of deep blue, held up by a brown leather belt that fit snugly around his small waist. He looked up from his paper and blew a stray strand of hair out of his face. It fell gently on the side of his head and his concentration was shifted back to his test.