And in a fleeting moment, you find that there's nothing of the everything you thought was there...
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Now don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy.
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind, everything is dust in the wind.
So really, I'd go ahead and update, but there isn't a thing to update about. Except for the fact that right now, I feel very, very sick. =( My stomach is all...ewwie and stuff. Hopefully I'm get a go on it, though, because I know it's completely psychological due to last night's events. But it's all good.
Other than that, today is John's and my one month. (!!) Can you believe it? And NO, I didn't leave the word, "anniversary" out because the anni is for annual which is a yearly thing. Not monthly. It annoys me when people are like, 3 month anniversary, yeah!...No. It's just been three months. In any case, for me, it's one month. And hopefully there'll be lots more to follow. =D Fweeeee!!!!
...
I'm wondering how difficult the college thing would be, but Tommy and I did that for a while, no? So hopefully, it'll all work out. It will just be a bit odd not to see him practically every other day. Haha. I'll be fine with it, I think. I'm more worried about John. In any case, as happy as I am about this particular fact, it's also a fact that I'm not feeling well. I'm off for now, working on my application. Bye for now!
Hmm. I thought this was interesting...
Your soul is caring.
Other people are your concern, even if you
don't know them. If you see a person trip you
worry is he is okay. You put your loved ones
first and you're very mature. When someones
sick you're nurturing and always try to help
family and friends when failure strikes them.
You can be called the motherly one, if you are
in a group of people, which doesn't have to be
bad. Love is something that's already in you
and you have a lot to give whether you believe
it or not. Your friends probably love you very
much and come to when they need help since
you're reliable. People can feel secure with
you and generally like you.
How is your soul?(pics)
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Okay. So as soon as Willy Wonka comes out on DVD, I'm getting it. It fecking rocked for more than just the OoMpa LooMpa songs and the dark, sarcastic Depp. ::sigh:: But I am proposing this: If you have yet to see and still want to, I'm more than willing to see it again. I'll be doing chores for more money and double babysitting next week, so I'll have cash. Of course I owe Ricky like, 100 and Jeff 50 and Sam 1000 and Melanie 75, but it's all good.
Onto some brutal honesty, ... Hmm. There's really nothing to say. All social aspects of my life revolve around Samantha and John, occasionally Melanie, Jeff or Keith. The only time I hung out with Jesse and Chad this summer were spent trying to get a car out of a ditch, and I haven't really talked to either since then. So you're welcome, you two, for my sweat and blood. Or at least my sweat. Other than that, the only exciting thing for me is that Anna raided my LJ and helped me spiff up my xanga and I decided I like her, she's fecking awesome, and I'm sorry I jumped to rash conclusions, (however long ago it was), in Matt's LJ. I take it back. I've also decided that we are going to hang out. I'll prove to your mom that I'm a good, Catholic child. (If you're laughing, stop that. It's not nice.)
Recently, however, I've come to the conclusion that the more I get to know my Catholic friends, the less Catholic they seem. I guess it's what church is all about, appearing to be good. Though here I am, spurting off how I'm going to add to the back of my brother's, "God loves me" shirt he painted when he was 7, "...and Jesus is jealous." Sam says I'll get beat up by my (non)-Catholic friends because it's rather Sacra-religious, but then I can only remind her it's the phrase she made up. I just happen to want to steal it for my own private pleasures.
In any case, it always seems that I write more than I originally anticipate. But I will send reguards to John, because I know you'll read this like you always do. You are spifftendous and I do heart you dearly. By the way, Friday should be fine, but my parents simply don't like the idea of my going to South Carolina with a boy, even if it is for a day and even if it's you. =( I'll try to keep working on them, though.
And Samantha, my love, things will be okay, no matter what your issues are (if you figure them out). It's probably because you've had far too much of me all summer and you're starting to snap. It's alright, I understand, and I can try a few days of no Samantha. I'm already suffering one withdrawal, I can handle another. =P That, and as the brilliant and GEE-or-ge-ous Melanie says,
"It'S oKay iN tHe enD, aNd iF it's Not oKay, tHeN it'S nOt thE eNd."
If nothing thus far has pointedly proven my lameness, then I honestly don't know what to tell you. But I am concluding this particular entry with ^ that up there. Samantha, darling, I love you. Melanie, my love, you are awesome. Keith, my dear, good luck with the LJ. Anna, my newest friend, you are spiffy. Jeff, my amazing friend, thanks for the wonderful evening. Sarah, lovely, please tell me what's up, m'kay? I'm sooo here for you. And everyone else? I'm sorry. I ran out of titles. You rock hardcore, as well. Kicks and giggles~keep it real.
♥
Your element is Light. Your heart is pure and
shining with love. You believe in the goodness
of those around you and give almost everyone a
smile. You are not the kind to hide your
happiness and tend to smile all day long, both
in and out. But when sadness hits you, you
become very devastated and may be upset for
quite some time. What you need in your life is
friends, friends who will love you
unconditionally, like you love them. But you
have a naive nature and don't always notice
when someone is trying to hurt you. Some would
say you are oblivious to mean people, which
makes you an easy target. However, your true
friends will probably be there for you and save
you. In school you are either the popular one
or the little weird one. It all depends if
"the higher people" find your caring
side irritating or not. Nevertheless, you have
a bubbly personality and are social. Big partys
may not be your thing since you want bonding
time with your friends, so slumber-partys fit
you more. You like the happy things in life and
like everyone else to be as happy as you are.
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I'm sore, but happy. =) Yesterday was amazing. I'll admit, I was grumpy in the beginning...but there's just something about football that makes anyone happy. Whootie woo! Hmm. It rained...I got a bloody nose...a small cut on my lip...after a tackle, I thought my butt was broken...BUT I loved every minute of it. =D
The first game was on the baseball feild, five on four, then Daniel left, so it was four on four. I tackled the crap out of Matt (poor kid) but then he tackled me. (Hence the bloody nose, totally my fault; I twisted in the grass and made contact with his knee.) Then it started raining. But we still played and it was fun. I think I made a few touch downs, but it may have just been one.
The second game we when down the the football feild. For that game, there was another girl, Claire. We actually ran track together my sophmore year. Anywho, we were captains. In that game, I scored half of the touch downs. (We play to six.) Yeahh, duh, I screwed up a ton, but all in all, I'm content. As for John, ::sound effect:: He is spifftendous (!!!) I heart him dearly.
By the way, today is Willy Wonka day. If you want to go, holla up a tune...probably on Sam's cell. She'll probably be sleeping, seeing as how I have yet to call and wake her up. In anycase, we want to go. So it you do...Yeah. Do that.
I'm off. I'm starrrrrrrrrving!!!! Hearts and giggles to you all. You're amazing, and I love you all. ♥
So, here's this spiffy quote I stole from this spiffy person, Anna. She pretty much rocks hardcore, I've found.
"Here'S a peNny; go bUy YouRsElf a liFe anD bRing mE bAck tHe cHangE."
I'm not sure what makes me like it so much, but I do. Other than that, tonight is football (!!!) with the guys. I'm hoping that Shelbi will come because I don't want to be the only girl...though I've found I can use being a girl to my advantage--especially considering my rather intimidating boyfriend is also on the field. I'm kind of sore from yesterday's two-hand touch church football, but I came to the conclusion that I like tackle football much better. That, and the tackle football players actually throw to me more than the grand total of four times my church peers found use of me for. (And hey, one of those catches was a completion, and the other was a touchdown. I admit, I didn't catch the other two.)
Anyways, moving on from my obsession of football. It's been decided that Samantha and I want to see Willy Wonka and we will probably jump on that sometime this week. If you'd like to, come along. Seeing movies with a group is always fun in my experiances.
Other than that, things at home are...interesting. It's like we're all acting and pretending we're getting along. Sure, it's a short fix, but it's not like I'm going to be here for more than a short amount of time, anyway. Right? Plus it means we're getting along. And I guess I'm alright with that, whether or not it's make believe.
I wrote far more than I meant, mostly due to boredom. If you'd like to save me from that as well, find the phone. Sarah's LJ frusterated me and I'm taking a break, and as long as you don't mention that, I'll be fine. And for those of you that know my xanga, thanks to the wonderful Anna, it is spiffed up mucho. Four hours of codes this morning...Ah, the power of sleep deprivation. In anycase, I'm off. There's a phone; try it.
"Out with the old" It seems like everything lately is about seX.
Or love.
Or boTh.
...Or neither.
Perhaps it's always been about this, and I've just been running blind in my own denial.
So here we are
We are alone
There’s weight on your mind
And I wanna know
The truth, if this is how you feel
Say it to me
If this was ever real
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I want the truth.
So this is you
You're talking to me
You found a million ways to let me down
So I'm not hurt when you're not around
I was blind
But now I see
This is how you feel
Just say it to me
If this was ever real
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I know that this will break me
I know that this might make me cry
You gotta say what’s on your mind, on your mind
I know that this will hurt me
'n' break my heart and soul inside
But I don’t wanna live this lie
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I don’t care no more, no
Just give me the truth, give me the truth
Cause I don’t care no more
Give me the truth
Cause I don’t care no more, no
Just give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Cause I don’t care no more, no...
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Now don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy.
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind, everything is dust in the wind.
So really, I'd go ahead and update, but there isn't a thing to update about. Except for the fact that right now, I feel very, very sick. =( My stomach is all...ewwie and stuff. Hopefully I'm get a go on it, though, because I know it's completely psychological due to last night's events. But it's all good.
Other than that, today is John's and my one month. (!!) Can you believe it? And NO, I didn't leave the word, "anniversary" out because the anni is for annual which is a yearly thing. Not monthly. It annoys me when people are like, 3 month anniversary, yeah!...No. It's just been three months. In any case, for me, it's one month. And hopefully there'll be lots more to follow. =D Fweeeee!!!!
...
I'm wondering how difficult the college thing would be, but Tommy and I did that for a while, no? So hopefully, it'll all work out. It will just be a bit odd not to see him practically every other day. Haha. I'll be fine with it, I think. I'm more worried about John. In any case, as happy as I am about this particular fact, it's also a fact that I'm not feeling well. I'm off for now, working on my application. Bye for now!
Hmm. I thought this was interesting...
Your soul is caring.
Other people are your concern, even if you
don't know them. If you see a person trip you
worry is he is okay. You put your loved ones
first and you're very mature. When someones
sick you're nurturing and always try to help
family and friends when failure strikes them.
You can be called the motherly one, if you are
in a group of people, which doesn't have to be
bad. Love is something that's already in you
and you have a lot to give whether you believe
it or not. Your friends probably love you very
much and come to when they need help since
you're reliable. People can feel secure with
you and generally like you.
How is your soul?(pics)
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Okay. So as soon as Willy Wonka comes out on DVD, I'm getting it. It fecking rocked for more than just the OoMpa LooMpa songs and the dark, sarcastic Depp. ::sigh:: But I am proposing this: If you have yet to see and still want to, I'm more than willing to see it again. I'll be doing chores for more money and double babysitting next week, so I'll have cash. Of course I owe Ricky like, 100 and Jeff 50 and Sam 1000 and Melanie 75, but it's all good.
Onto some brutal honesty, ... Hmm. There's really nothing to say. All social aspects of my life revolve around Samantha and John, occasionally Melanie, Jeff or Keith. The only time I hung out with Jesse and Chad this summer were spent trying to get a car out of a ditch, and I haven't really talked to either since then. So you're welcome, you two, for my sweat and blood. Or at least my sweat. Other than that, the only exciting thing for me is that Anna raided my LJ and helped me spiff up my xanga and I decided I like her, she's fecking awesome, and I'm sorry I jumped to rash conclusions, (however long ago it was), in Matt's LJ. I take it back. I've also decided that we are going to hang out. I'll prove to your mom that I'm a good, Catholic child. (If you're laughing, stop that. It's not nice.)
Recently, however, I've come to the conclusion that the more I get to know my Catholic friends, the less Catholic they seem. I guess it's what church is all about, appearing to be good. Though here I am, spurting off how I'm going to add to the back of my brother's, "God loves me" shirt he painted when he was 7, "...and Jesus is jealous." Sam says I'll get beat up by my (non)-Catholic friends because it's rather Sacra-religious, but then I can only remind her it's the phrase she made up. I just happen to want to steal it for my own private pleasures.
In any case, it always seems that I write more than I originally anticipate. But I will send reguards to John, because I know you'll read this like you always do. You are spifftendous and I do heart you dearly. By the way, Friday should be fine, but my parents simply don't like the idea of my going to South Carolina with a boy, even if it is for a day and even if it's you. =( I'll try to keep working on them, though.
And Samantha, my love, things will be okay, no matter what your issues are (if you figure them out). It's probably because you've had far too much of me all summer and you're starting to snap. It's alright, I understand, and I can try a few days of no Samantha. I'm already suffering one withdrawal, I can handle another. =P That, and as the brilliant and GEE-or-ge-ous Melanie says,
"It'S oKay iN tHe enD, aNd iF it's Not oKay, tHeN it'S nOt thE eNd."
If nothing thus far has pointedly proven my lameness, then I honestly don't know what to tell you. But I am concluding this particular entry with ^ that up there. Samantha, darling, I love you. Melanie, my love, you are awesome. Keith, my dear, good luck with the LJ. Anna, my newest friend, you are spiffy. Jeff, my amazing friend, thanks for the wonderful evening. Sarah, lovely, please tell me what's up, m'kay? I'm sooo here for you. And everyone else? I'm sorry. I ran out of titles. You rock hardcore, as well. Kicks and giggles~keep it real.
♥
Your element is Light. Your heart is pure and
shining with love. You believe in the goodness
of those around you and give almost everyone a
smile. You are not the kind to hide your
happiness and tend to smile all day long, both
in and out. But when sadness hits you, you
become very devastated and may be upset for
quite some time. What you need in your life is
friends, friends who will love you
unconditionally, like you love them. But you
have a naive nature and don't always notice
when someone is trying to hurt you. Some would
say you are oblivious to mean people, which
makes you an easy target. However, your true
friends will probably be there for you and save
you. In school you are either the popular one
or the little weird one. It all depends if
"the higher people" find your caring
side irritating or not. Nevertheless, you have
a bubbly personality and are social. Big partys
may not be your thing since you want bonding
time with your friends, so slumber-partys fit
you more. You like the happy things in life and
like everyone else to be as happy as you are.
Rate and message!
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I'm sore, but happy. =) Yesterday was amazing. I'll admit, I was grumpy in the beginning...but there's just something about football that makes anyone happy. Whootie woo! Hmm. It rained...I got a bloody nose...a small cut on my lip...after a tackle, I thought my butt was broken...BUT I loved every minute of it. =D
The first game was on the baseball feild, five on four, then Daniel left, so it was four on four. I tackled the crap out of Matt (poor kid) but then he tackled me. (Hence the bloody nose, totally my fault; I twisted in the grass and made contact with his knee.) Then it started raining. But we still played and it was fun. I think I made a few touch downs, but it may have just been one.
The second game we when down the the football feild. For that game, there was another girl, Claire. We actually ran track together my sophmore year. Anywho, we were captains. In that game, I scored half of the touch downs. (We play to six.) Yeahh, duh, I screwed up a ton, but all in all, I'm content. As for John, ::sound effect:: He is spifftendous (!!!) I heart him dearly.
By the way, today is Willy Wonka day. If you want to go, holla up a tune...probably on Sam's cell. She'll probably be sleeping, seeing as how I have yet to call and wake her up. In anycase, we want to go. So it you do...Yeah. Do that.
I'm off. I'm starrrrrrrrrving!!!! Hearts and giggles to you all. You're amazing, and I love you all. ♥
So, here's this spiffy quote I stole from this spiffy person, Anna. She pretty much rocks hardcore, I've found.
"Here'S a peNny; go bUy YouRsElf a liFe anD bRing mE bAck tHe cHangE."
I'm not sure what makes me like it so much, but I do. Other than that, tonight is football (!!!) with the guys. I'm hoping that Shelbi will come because I don't want to be the only girl...though I've found I can use being a girl to my advantage--especially considering my rather intimidating boyfriend is also on the field. I'm kind of sore from yesterday's two-hand touch church football, but I came to the conclusion that I like tackle football much better. That, and the tackle football players actually throw to me more than the grand total of four times my church peers found use of me for. (And hey, one of those catches was a completion, and the other was a touchdown. I admit, I didn't catch the other two.)
Anyways, moving on from my obsession of football. It's been decided that Samantha and I want to see Willy Wonka and we will probably jump on that sometime this week. If you'd like to, come along. Seeing movies with a group is always fun in my experiances.
Other than that, things at home are...interesting. It's like we're all acting and pretending we're getting along. Sure, it's a short fix, but it's not like I'm going to be here for more than a short amount of time, anyway. Right? Plus it means we're getting along. And I guess I'm alright with that, whether or not it's make believe.
I wrote far more than I meant, mostly due to boredom. If you'd like to save me from that as well, find the phone. Sarah's LJ frusterated me and I'm taking a break, and as long as you don't mention that, I'll be fine. And for those of you that know my xanga, thanks to the wonderful Anna, it is spiffed up mucho. Four hours of codes this morning...Ah, the power of sleep deprivation. In anycase, I'm off. There's a phone; try it.
"Out with the old" It seems like everything lately is about seX.
Or love.
Or boTh.
...Or neither.
Perhaps it's always been about this, and I've just been running blind in my own denial.
So here we are
We are alone
There’s weight on your mind
And I wanna know
The truth, if this is how you feel
Say it to me
If this was ever real
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I want the truth.
So this is you
You're talking to me
You found a million ways to let me down
So I'm not hurt when you're not around
I was blind
But now I see
This is how you feel
Just say it to me
If this was ever real
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I know that this will break me
I know that this might make me cry
You gotta say what’s on your mind, on your mind
I know that this will hurt me
'n' break my heart and soul inside
But I don’t wanna live this lie
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I want the truth from you
Give me the truth, even if it hurts me
I don’t care no more, no
Just give me the truth, give me the truth
Cause I don’t care no more
Give me the truth
Cause I don’t care no more, no
Just give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Cause I don’t care no more, no...