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[12 Jun 2005|07:22pm] |
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if i seem aloof or moody lately, it's nothing that anyone did. I'm going through a lot of shit lately, both mentally and physically.
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[07 Jun 2005|06:20pm] |
I'm so glad for this school year to be over, it took far too long.
I bet that Harley could eat his weight in hot dogs.
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[01 Jun 2005|07:55pm] |
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next weekend, im going to build a very special someone a cake.
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[30 May 2005|04:46pm] |
today consisted of:
much needed boy time. play grounds marlboros inch worms carolyn being dumb five finger discounts sweet large sunglasses sweet emo sunglasses general sketchiness long talks about nothings kissing
every body call me and leave wacky voicemails: 278-7312
p.s i got a new job, i quit my old one. I work at lic's ice cream. I start tommorow.
p.p.s i got suckered into volunteering at super camp this summer. And possibly teaching sunday school
p.p.ps At eckard there is a perfume called "revelation" It's the perfume of the Apocalypse
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[29 May 2005|12:05am] |
I felt really shitty today. Like megally shitty, shitty beyond all possible belief. A certain boy changed that. Seriously, Harley if you ever read this, thank you so much for being there for me. I know at times i'm mega annoying and you put up with it. You are such a gentleman.
so i too a walk downtown to clear my head. I had a long talk with God, I'm pretty sure things are going to work out.
I'm going to bed in the shirt i wore today cause it smells like the nicest thing ever.
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[28 May 2005|04:33pm] |
I’ll fake it through the day with some help from Johnny walker red send the poison rain down the drain to put bad thoughts in my head your two tickets torn in half and a lot of nothing to do do you miss me, miss misery like you say you do?
a man in the park read the lines in my hand told me I’m strong hardly ever wrong I said man you mean
you had plans for both of us that involved a trip out of town to a place I’ve seen in a magazine that you left lying around I don't have you with me but I keep a good attitude do you miss me, miss misery like you say you do?
I know you'd rather see me gone than to see me the way that I am but I am in the life anyway
next door the TV’s flashing blue frames on the wall it's a comedy of errors, you see it's about taking a fall to vanish into oblivion is easy to do and I try to be but you know me I come back when you want me to do you miss me? miss misery like you say you do?
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[26 May 2005|05:08pm] |
thing have been bothering me more than nessescary lately. Like, i just get really paranoid and i freak. i don't know. It will probably pass.
I've been thinking about going into the city and getting a tattoo this weekend. I have enough money and i know what i want. I want on one ankle "to love" and on the other one "to be loved"
I got a CD from spring arbor today. I set up an interview for this summer and i just have to convince my parents to let me buy a plane ticket. Honestly though, sometimes i feel like i just want to get a little apartment in the middle of nowhere and live out my days. But it's important to my mom and dad that i actually go to school and get a degree of some sort. and i'm looking forward to it. I want to major in Psychology with maybe a minor in either youth ministry or adolescent studies. I want to open up my own talk therapy office and then run a youth group. I want to focus on kids that have issues. and then on friday nights or any night of the week i want to inspire kids. Cause i like teenagers. But i don't know. I'm rambling.
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| sooo..i bought an ocarina |
[24 May 2005|06:18pm] |
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It was made by a man from dee why australia. I can already play some beethoven.
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| read this while listening to Duaðalagið (The Death Song) by sigur ros |
[23 May 2005|10:34pm] |
Dylan Thomas’ “Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night”
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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[23 May 2005|03:33pm] |
today, i came home from school and just randomly picked up my bible( i really need to do that more often then i have been) It was warm from being on my windowsill. like warm all the way through. It was nice and almost symbolic in a funny way.
I like Psalm 116
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[21 May 2005|10:32am] |
i said it once and i will say it again. I do NOT think that i *heart* huckabee's is a good movie.
But i love my friends
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[18 May 2005|05:18pm] |
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p.s..doesn anyone want to sponser me for the dance-a-thon?
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[18 May 2005|05:00pm] |
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so yeah, the pregnancy project is dumb and i'm moving out of my house next year. Sweet life son.
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| since everyone is talking about star wars. |
[17 May 2005|10:22pm] |
when my brother was about 5 years old, he couldn't pronounce "star wars" he called it "star whores"
I think "star whores" would make for a much more interesting, if not different movie.
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| this looks like fun |
[17 May 2005|05:17pm] |

Thanks Arwen!
1. Comment here and I'll pick one of your LJ interests and draw a picture using the mighty MS Paint. 2. You have no say in what I draw for you, or in how much it will suck! 3. Put this in your journal along with the pictures people drew for you.
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[16 May 2005|07:08am] |
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Aron Ralston is one of my new heroes.
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[15 May 2005|08:33pm] |
i just bleached my hair
my neighbour just got a little wienie dog.
Her name is Missy but Judy calls her little bitch. She's a adorable. I want her.
I'm really confused about something right now but i don't know what it is, i just know I'm confused.
I had a loong talk with my mom today and was pretty satisfied with the outcome.
p.s . I have a love/hate relationship with my job. Some days i'm sitting in siberia with just an Ipod and Vogue to keep me company and other days(today) i get paid 30 dollars to do the chicken dance and the hokey-pokey and hang out with cute little boys named Jayden and Max.
pps. People always think i'm ages 14-16...wtf people i'm almost 18!
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[14 May 2005|12:20am] |
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i have never been so pissed in my life.
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