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[23 Aug 2006|10:41pm] |
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Why… why would one still sit and listen to a song… a song which memories are connected to directly. Memories, that’s all they are. Sweet sweet moments frozen in time. Sayings, comments, looks, glances, the feeling, the smell. A song can bring it all back, no matter how hard you try to push it to the depths of your mind. Even a song not directly connected, just a simple song whose lyrics bring you to that state of mind, that refresh those same thoughts you are mustering all your strength to forget. They say that it just takes time? But who has time to spend. Such a precious commodity cannot, or rather shouldn’t, be spent so easily and squandered on any one given thing. What makes a song so addicting, that you can’t stop listening to it despite how sad it makes you feel. What makes a song so intriguing that it compels you, to the point where you yearn to hear the lyrics constantly, you hum it in your mind, to yourself, out loud, whichever… even if the aftermath of how you feel is worse then which you began…. Why?
And how can someone mean so much to you that it brings you to tears simply thinking of them. Do you tell them over and over and over and over again that they truly mean so much to them. Or does the repetition of those words give it less meaning the next time you happen to say it. Or does it get sickening and old. But if you don’t tell, how could you live with yourself knowing that you had the chance, didn’t take it, and can never get that chance back again. Do you pretend like it doesn’t mean anything to you, or doesn’t mean as much as it really does, or do you give way to traditional and popular standards of what to and what not to do.
And when hurt, by someone who really meant a great deal to you, is it wrong to quickly catch an attitude with him or her, easily get mad at him or her, and not talk to him or her as much. It seems so wrong, yet, it is so easy to do, especially if you can find a way to stay mad at them long enough--long enough to the point where your truly not mad, but merely acting, and not that you even get off on being upset, or mad at them, or mean, but that it seems easier to stay mad, then to forgive them for what they really haven’t done and just chalk it up to fate and life’s destination for you. That maybe, you might stop hurting, or at the very least hurt less when your not being your sweetest, sweet, or simply pleasant. You think that maybe, maybe if you protect yourself with a façade of emotions, replace being hurt for anger, that you might get back at them. That maybe your spiteful words or actions, or lack thereof, might affect them so much to the point where they start hurting. And their hurt, though not as deep, is just as bad, because they too are just asking Why?
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| got this in an email... and it gave me goose bumps... |
[02 Aug 2006|11:24pm] |
After living what I felt was a "decent" life, my time on earth came to the end. The first thing I remember is sitting on a bench in the waiting room of what I thought to be a courthouse. The doors opened and I was instructed to come in and have a seat by the defense table.
As I looked around I saw the "prosecutor." He was a villainous looking gent who snarled as he stared at me. He definitely was the most evil person I have ever seen. I sat down and looked to my left and there sat My Attorney, a kind and gentle looking man whose appearance seemed so familiar to me, I felt I knew Him.
The corner door flew open and there appeared the Judge in full flowing robes. He commanded an awesome presence as He moved across the room. I couldn't take my eyes off of Him. As He took His seat behind the bench, He said, "Let us begin."
The prosecutor rose and said, "My name is Satan and I am here to show you why this man belongs in hell." He proceeded to tell of lies I told, things I stole, and in the past when I cheated others. Satan told of other horrible perversions once in my life and the more he spoke, the further down in my seat I sank. I was so embarrassed, I couldn't look at anyone, even my own Attorney, as the Devil told of sins even I completely forgotten about. As upset as I was at Satan for telling all these things about me, I was equally upset at My Attorney who sat there silently not offering any form of defense at all. I know I was guilty of those things, but I did some good in my life - couldn't that at least equal out part of the harm I'd done?
Satan finished with a fury and said, "This man belongs in hell, he is guilty of all I have charged and there is not a person who can prove otherwise."
When it was His turn, My Attorney first asked if He might approach the bench. The Judge allowed this over the strong objection of Satan, and beckoned Him to come forward. As He got up and started walking, I was able to see Him in His full splendor and majesty. I realized why He seemed so familiar; this was Jesus representing me, my Lord and my Savior.
He stopped at the bench and softly said to the Judge, "Hi, Dad," then He turned to address the court. "Satan was correct in saying this man sinned, I won't deny any of these allegations. And, yes, the wage of sin is death, and this man deserves to be punished."
Jesus took a deep breath and turned to His Father with outstretched arms and proclaimed, "However, I died on the cross so this person might have eternal life and he accepted Me as his Savior, so he is Mine."
My Lord continued with, "His name is written in the Book of Life and no one can snatch him from Me. Satan still does not understand yet. This man is not to be given justice, but rather mercy."
As Jesus sat down, He quietly paused, looked at His Father and said,"There is nothing else that needs to be done. I've done it all."
The Judge lifted His mighty hand and slammed the gavel down. The following words bellowed from His lips... "This man is free The penalty for him was already paid in full. Case dismissed"
As my Lord led me away, I could hear Satan ranting and raving, "I won't give up, I will win the next one."
I asked Jesus as He gave me my instructions where to go next, "Have you ever lost a case?" Christ lovingly smiled and said, "Everyone that comes to Me and asked Me to represent them, received the same verdict as you, "PAID IN FULL."
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| saw this in my church bulletin |
[28 Jul 2006|04:40pm] |
If God had Voicemail
Most of us have now learned to live with
"voice mail" as a necessary part of our daily lives.
But have you ever wondered what it would be like if
God decided to install voice mail?
Imagine praying and hearing the following:
Thank you for calling Heaven.
For Hebrew, press 1.
For Yiddish, press 2.
For all other languages, press 0.
Please select one of the following options:
Press 1 for Requests.
Press 2 for Giving thanks.
Press 3 for Complaints.
Press 4 for all other inquiries.
I'm sorry; all personnel are busy helping
other sinners right now. However, your prayer is
important to us, and we will answer it in the order in
which it was received. Please stay on the line.
If you require special attention and would like to speak to:
God, press 1.
Moishe Rabbeinu, press 2.
Moishe ben Maimon, press 3.
If you would like to hear King David sing a
psalm while you are holding, press 4.
To find a loved one who has been assigned to
heaven, press 5, then enter his or her social security
number, followed by the "pound" sign. (If you receive
a negative response,
please hang up and try area code 666).
For answers to nagging questions about
dinosaurs, the age the earth, life on other planets,
and where Noah's Ark is, please wait until you arrive here.
Our computers show that you have
already prayed today. Please hang up and try again
tomorrow.
The office is now closed for the weekend to
observe a religious holiday.
Please pray again on Monday after 9:30
a.m. If you are calling after hours and need emergency
assistance, please contact your local rabbi.
Thank you, and have a heavenly day
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| my older brother sent this to me.... |
[16 Jul 2006|01:41pm] |
I was at the mall the other day eating at the food court. I noticed an old man watching a teenager sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue.
The old man kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find the old man staring every time. When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, "What's the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life?"
The old man did not bat an eye in his response, "Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son."
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| food for thought... |
[09 Jul 2006|11:00pm] |
IF I KNEW
If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.
If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.
There will always be another day
to say "I love ! you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do?"
But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we never forget.
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.
So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,
That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear
Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you, " or "It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.
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| i got on my moms HOG |
[22 Jun 2006|01:33am] |
oh man... today was awsome... just thought id give ya a quick update.... after we went to bald mountain falls... the waterfall thingy we came back to our little house here and just kinda hung out. how i got on my moms bike... im not sure... but my dad started giving me lessons... i dont know how to switch gears or anything but i was riding it off on the fields connected to the house where we were at!!! by myself!!! cant wait to tell mr. A, he'll have a cow... so wish i could see the expression on his face when he finds out.. and i got pictures. i got up to around twenty mph... and that doesnt sound like a lot but for my very first time... i was pretty proud. not to mention that 20 mph feels a whole lot faster when the wind is rushing past you and you know you dont have a seat belt or an airbag to break your fall.... well ya... i did that for a lil bit, and then we got into this family soccer game which rocked... my team lost and i got tackled about five times.... a few by my older brother and some more by talia... but i got her good too... i side swiped her so bad that she went flying.. we're a pretty aggressive family. i dunno exactly why im telling you all this. i guess just less to catch ya up on later. wierd dreams man.. im trying to get back into writing a dream diary... unfortunatley its not working as well as i planned. the first two dreams i forgot save for some minute details and the other one i was able to write down... not sure if i finished... but ya.... homecoming on a cruise ship with this guy with ear phones in his ears, and then two girls sticking five splinters in my thumb from a bathroom door handle ????? exactly.. crazy stuff.... anyways. it being like one thirty over here... i dunno... soorrry.... im still scattered; unfortunatley vacation hasnt fixed my mental problems.... im off now since i completley bored you... u prob stopped reading half an hour ago. im off.... i mis everyone big time... horseback riding friday tomarrow seems to be chattinoogga (still cant spell it) and civil war battle fields (says dryly) man am i excited.... WERE SCRWED.... i wanna hear you upbeat
night yall!!!
ps... IM TAN!!!! WHOOOHOOOOOO
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| road trip.... day two?? |
[16 Jun 2006|10:07pm] |
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just an update for anyone who cares.... didnt leave the house till about five ish on thursday... went from nine in the mornin, to eleven to leaving at five... my family and planning... definantley a missing link... oh well... so we arrived in ocala at like eightish... ate dinner at chick fa la... so made my night. then we continued on to GA... that was fun.. we havent seen the cute guys latley... ahh well it was nice while it lasted. arrived in smyrna Ga at my sister brenda's house at five in the morning... steve her husband woke up to greet us... such a great guy... so now we are here at the house... supposedly getting out tomarrow morning at around eight for the two hour drive to chattinooga... but who knows... that may translate to noon time for us... but i cant wait... oh boy... im so moving outta florida for college if i have any choice!!!!
catch ya later
oh boy... went to a mexican resturaunt for dinner... they had guys singing there... they came to our table... holy moley... it was quite amusing...
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| HEY GUYS!!! PLEASE LOOK AT THIS!!!!!!! |
[12 Jun 2006|03:54pm] |
for those of you latin losers who went to rome with the second group... in 2005 please please please either send me an email or comment back on anything you can remember... im trying to put together an account of everything we did from everyones perspective... and im really struggling to remeber it all... thanks a bunch...
ps. if you have the schedule for each day, please send that to me too!! thanks
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[29 May 2006|09:03pm] |
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man... im so blessed... awsome conversations with drucker... playing spoons with lynch amy natalie and kelly, hanging out with katie on her birthday life is sweet... phone calls from friends while aimlessly walking through the floor store, my parents are awsome... watermelon seed spitting contests, me mom, talia, thomas, and william off our dock, wrestling william and my dad in the pool, and sleeping... wow... i ate sooo freaking much today, got really cute sandals....
im less then two weeks away from tennessee and my lovley family. a cabin on the lake with my neice and nephews, my brother and my awsome kick butt sister in law.... im so amazed by life... sure im going to the mystery party by myself but tomarrow night after babysitting ill be with friends making cookies for the calc bio party... i cant wait... i woke up this morning to pinapple and pancakes... why cant summer be something that lasts forever?
sats are next saturday along with the mystery party that im soooo looking foward to and then babysitting tons of lil dancers at this recital thing on sunday, acts are the following saturday but CARS comes out, and i prob wont be seeing that with who i origionally planned... but hey plans change things change... life goes on..."right back what is wrong, we move along...." amazing how much that applies to
ps... found all my rome stuff
i gotta start scrap booking really soon
any tips???
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| I was just wondering.... |
[26 May 2006|10:55pm] |
how many people feel that they match thier zodiac sign... please feel free to comment on this...
i was just reading the scorpio and its supposed characteristics and traits... and im not sure if it matches... i truly wonder if it matches me.... and if the time of the year in which you fall actually has any bearing on your personality and character traits...
this is where i agree----Scorpios react emotionally to everything they experience in life. Before they take physical action, before they sort out the practicality of what they are doing, and before they reason things out intellectually, they express their feelings.
Where i disagree---- ( i so wear my heart on my sleeve) Though their emotions are the strongest motivational factor in their behavior, unlike the emotionally oriented Cancerians and Pisceans, Scorpios are not apt to wear their hearts on their sleeves. They consciously or subconsciously want to dominate relationships and rarely exhibit emotions openly. Even when they seem to be open, they always hold back something of themselves. They may not intentionally want to be mysterious but many of them manage to appear enigmatic anyway. They do not like being crossed or manipulated, and react to such treatment with sarcasm and vengefulness. (im not sarcastic... not at all!!)
apparently i was born in the year of the earth snake... this is what they say.. i dont know if it fits...
Diplomatic and popular, the Snake has the sensual art of seduction down. This Sign is an interesting mix of gregariousness paired with introversion, intuitive reasoning paired with savvy business skills. Snakes are considered to be lucky with money and will generally have more than enough to live life to the fullest, regardless of how important it considers money to be; this may be due to the fact that Snakes tend to be rather tight with cash. They're not stingy, they're simply more mentally than physically active. Snakes tend to hang back a bit in order to analyze a situation before jumping into it. Their charming, seductive quality actually belies a rather retiring nature; this Sign is perfectly happy to spend the whole day curled up with a good book and, thus, can be mislabeled as being lazy.
The Snake is somewhat insecure deep down and tend to be a rather jealous, possessive lover, behavior that can end up alienating loved ones. Despite these less-than-stellar tendencies, however, the Snake often proves irresistible and is a generous, loving partner.. Slightly dangerous and disarmingly smart, the Snake's philosophical and intuitive mind generally supersedes logic in favor of feelings and instinct. Snakes will rely on their own gut reactions and intuitions before turning to others for suggestions. This makes this Sign a great hand in any business venture, possessing the caution and smarts needed to get ahead.
Snakes are hard workers (when they see good reason to be!) and are possessed of a keen intelligence. Snakes have incredible follow-through, once they get going, and they expect the same from others. Thus, their coworkers and employees had best stay on their toes, lest they anger the Snake and suffer its poisonous bite!
In general, of course, Snakes are generous and genteel, charming and appealing. Snakes must try to learn humility and to develop a stronger sense of self. Once Snakes realize that confidence comes from within, they will finally be comfortable in their own skin.
Scorpio Characteristics
Scorpios have very complicated personality. They are clever, non-compromising, calculating, and self protective. Money is very important for them. Sometimes they have "a sixth sense": they can feel things by intuition that other people cannot. They are very loyal and protective towards friends and loved ones. They can change radically according to the situation. Scorpios could say something and have in mind exactly the opposite. They are good actors. They can "poison" other people at any time - a harm that may last for long time. They would do anything to accomplish their goals. In relationships, they could be dangerously jealous. They are also passionate and caring. Scorpio is ruled by Mars. Scorpios are good teachers, actors, businessmen, accountants and sociologists.
Scorpio attractions: Capricorn, Leo, Pisces
Scorpio colors: red, black, gray
Scorpio stones: garbet, black pearl, ruby
Scorpio plants: hemlock, poppy, roots
Scorpio celebrities: Whoopi Goldberg, Georgia O'Keefe, Maradona, Bill Gates, Billy Graham, Bonnie Raitt, Calista Flockhart, Charles Manson, Dan Rather, Demi Moore, George Eliot, Hillary Rodham Clinton, Jane Pauley, Jodie Foster, Jonas Salk, KD Lang, Larry Flynt, Leonardo DiCaprio, Marie Curie, Martin Luther, Pablo Picasso, Pablo Picasso, Price Charles, Richard Burton, Roseanne, Ted Turner, Theodore Roosevelt
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[14 May 2006|10:41pm] |
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~ Ordinarily people live and learn. You just live
~ I Believe, that if life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade. And try to find somebody who's life gives them vodka, and have a party.
~ I believe that the phrase "time in a bottle" refers to the amount of beer you can drink before last call.
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| Disapointments suck.... |
[13 May 2006|02:54pm] |
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so do guys!!!!!
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| so not in the mood for optomism |
[21 Apr 2006|11:07pm] |
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and so wierdly i keep seeing the scene from MY BEST FRIENDS WEDDING when Julia Roberts is in the car, on the phone with her best friend (not the one shes in love with, the gay guy in the bookshop) and she explains that her best friend's (the one she IS inlove with, and whose getting married) fiancee ran off, he ran after her, and julia was running after him.... and her other best friend, the one she's on the phone with asks "and whose running after you?"... kinda hits home... sadly
George Downes: Michael's chasing Kimmy?
Julianne Potter: Yes!
George Downes: You're chasing Michael?
Julianne Potter: YES!
George Downes: Who's chasing you... nobody, get it?
in other news.... school sucks... i bet that was impressive!!!
i so believe god has a plan, i know that whats going on is happening for a reason, prob one that i wont realize until im like forty five... i just dont like what god has in mind... and i dont think im agreeing too much with it either... if only he could take my advice.... and yet i smile... thats prob the worst part
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| just kinda out there |
[19 Apr 2006|10:09pm] |
i find it amazing how we go through cycles of friendship. of making friends, getting close, falling apart, restoring friendship,.. making new friends... its sad that when you get really close to some people and then realize that your friendship has become nothing but a hello goodbye type thing with a few jokes inbetween... and it happens, its inevitable... seperation due to personality changes, physical seperation (change of schools, moving away, moving to college) and then you look back and laugh at the goodtimes and the bad times spent on trips, in class, lunches, and after school at practices, at games on the bus, .... and you get sad bc you dont have that anymore... or you get really happy cus somehow it lead to a better stronger friendship, but yet the impression is still there either way... the worst is when it WAS like something, and you want that something back, but you cant get it back cus youve fallen apart, and the conditions and environment is so totally different and can never be duplicated.... i just hope that all my seniors who are leaving this year (to my friends who moved away already!!!)to seniors who have already left, i just hope that you know you WILL be missed by at least someone...
two weeks till AP!!!!
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im in love... its official, with a guy to whom many of my friends believe is imaginary... but thats ok... because hes sooo fine... he blows my mind... sighhhhh.... him and his dark blue shirt and his beautiful blue eyes, khahki pants, yellow tie... his sister is so pretty... and his moms really sweet... and i saw most of his family today... looks definantly run in the genes...
his blues reminds me of that song by donna lewis
"You've got, the most unbelievable
blue eyes I've ever seen
You've got, me almost melt away
As we lay there, under a blue sky
with pure white stars
Exotic sweetness, a magical time"
in other worldly knews (that few will understand... )
california seperated from the USA and went to join under Italy's control. cuba came along, then got kicked off the bed, all the while suffocating Italy. cuba was confused. then the camacazi (sp) germans invaded, and swiped the bed clean... and chicken little saved the day!!!! (physics is quite an intruiging subject... two forces unable to occupy the same space.... the higher you fall flrom the harder the fall is.... and the idea that people falling ontop of you normally knocks the wind outta ya... )
uncle bobby rocks my socks off... brenda is my hero.... and i wish i lived closer to my cousins!!!!
hahah.... my grandma was a riot in church today... ohn ohh ohh william got confrimed... im so proud of him, now if he could only act mature, i think it be the end of the world... there is no hope...
yes... indeed.... im in loved... and now im sixth!!!!!!!!! ahhhh... holy moley... i dropped three places... i want to cry
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| please excuse my emo whiny post... it needed to get out |
[02 Feb 2006|09:31pm] |
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completley emotional.... first time in a good few months... scary to be back in the hole... reality has to crash and fall sometime i guess.... why on a thursday... my friday is lookin up to be depressing...
cant wait... its at times like these, i doubt whether i was alright to begin with... that if everything was ok tobegin with, or is it just me, and my cute little world that i live in disguising the truth with lies of smiles happiness and love...
when reality hits... it hits hard... landing u smack dab in the middle of a busy road in rome, next to a swere labbled SPQR.... with a bloddy broken nose... but dont cry... that will only make the mad dash to the sidewalk a suicidal run to the grave... that being that u look directly at the oncoming traffic... imagine my wonderful sarcasim that prob none of you will understand... oh what its like being inside this head of mine... it could be worse... i could still be wearing braces...
do u see any irony in the names of the bands that such a mood requires my listening to....
-the killers (thats friendly)
-guns n roses (hmm... ironically suiting)
-fallout boy (certainly doesnt sound happy)
-all american rejects (i wonder how that fits... (sarcasim))
- the yeah yeah yeahs (what im feeling... )
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| this caught my attention... good song |
[22 Jan 2006|09:11pm] |
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"Almost"
I almost got drunk at school at 14
Where I almost made out with the homecoming queen
Who almost went on to be miss texas
But lost to a slut with much bigger breastes
I almost dropped out to move to LA
Where I was almost famous for almost a day
And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost loved you
I almost wished u would've loved me too
I almost held up a grocery store
Where I almost did 5 years and then 7 more
Cuz I almost got popped for a fight with a thug
Cuz he almost made off with a bunch of the drugs
That I almost got hooked on cuz you ran away
And I wish I woulda had the nerve to ask you to stay
And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost had you
And I didn't even know it
You kept me guessing and now I'm destined
to spend my time missing you
I almost wish you would've loved me too
Here I go thinking about all the things I could've done
I'm gonna need a forklift cuz all the baggage weighs a ton
I know we had our problems I can't remember one
I almost forgot to say something else
And if I cant fit it in I'll keep it all to myself
I almost wrote a song about you today
But I tore it all up and then I threw it away
And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost had you
And I didn't even know it
You kept me guessing and now I'm destined
to spend my time missing you
And I almost had you
I almost wish you would've loved me too
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| something i wrote back in November... kinda still applies... |
[21 Jan 2006|01:17am] |
“We Live, We Love, We Forgive and Never Give Up
Because the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and love”
You know those times, when your so full of emotion, that it literally makes you sick.
That your stomach becomes upset, and you really truly don’t know how to make it feel better, or what exactly is causing this feeling. But honestly, your WAY too tired to try and figure out why. Too tired to take the ten minutes to sit there and analyze your life.
This week has been quite odd to say the least. Last weekend having been the weekend after boonaducious, the weekend of the battle of the bands at hard rock’s legends theaters, the tickets my sister won, the fight I had with my mother who pushed me out of the house, so that I would stay up till four in the morning to get all of my homework done. Life keeps going. You’re stuck with emotion. It is our best, and yet our worst endowment from God. It hurts, it heals, it helps, it wounds, it stings, and can come from people as close to you as family, friends and boys who are the weeks love interest, to people you just see.
I consider myself an oddity. I don’t know if I’m overly in tuned to my feelings, or just the otherwise and not even close. All I know is I can walk by someone and get a really joyous happy feeling in which my stomach will turn summersaults as a trick and look at them in a way of admiration, or I can be so upset by some people, I have no reason why, that my stomach makes me sick, and for the rest of the day I cant stop thinking about the affect they had on me. I can be so close to a friend, and share a wonderful experience with, but later on, I begin to doubt it, my friendship, and the time spent with that person. I will cherish it for what it was, but so much, to the point where I want it back, and it doesn’t happen everyday, so I begin to think there is something wrong with me.
I place people in such a high esteem. And its scary, because I look up to some people with such awe, amazement and adoration; I latch myself onto people, and form such an attachment to them, that they mean so much to me…
Im falling asleep, so, in that cases, im off
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| OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY!!!! |
[08 Jan 2006|06:24pm] |
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im sooo excited!!!!
i used to think that id wait till i was 18 to get my motorcycles license.... your allowed to get it at 16, but... i just thought it be best to first get comfortable driving a car, and then work you way up the ladder.... no rush right?
WRONG!!!!! i seriously cant wait... i pushed it up to seventeen, then realized THAT is too far away.... so now, i think im taking the lessons over the summer!!! how sweet is that.... oh man... my dad even offered for me to ride his or moms bike (depending on how well i do on the lessons....) that would be so freaking awsome.... now i cant wait!!!
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dont u just hate when ur feeling sooo freaking unexplainable... and u know its just not a good thing.... wierd dreams, odd happenings, odd occurances..... TOO MUCH SCHOOL.... who freaking gives an entire shakespeare play to be read in ONE freaking night!!! soo pissed.... ahhhh eating to many cookies
i just wanna scream
“The very instant that I saw you did / My heart fly to your service; there resides, / To make me slave to it”--- isnt that soo sweet... shakespeare... i bet he didnt have a problem wooing his wife. prob coulda sweet talked his way outta anything... grr... guys stink
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