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Nov 18, 2004 17:35


set my alarm for eight thrity today
somtimes you got to read                                                                                                                         it rings once, twice, till i knock it away
between the line                                                                                                                                    every day starts out the same
im more then a little bored                                                                                                                       a groggy mind and a huge pain
days been ok, ive had better ive had worse                                                                                           in my neck as you try to remember the day
im excited for 80's night, you guys should all come                                                                             and why im up so early anyways.
My paper sucks really badly, so ill be working on that all weekend.                                                      i thought today was still yesterday
happy birthday mattie!                                                                                                                          the story of my life                                                                                                                                Ben Franklin Tied with Martin luther king jr today, that was pretty sweet
time slips by as i waste it away                                                                                                           This has to be the most random entry ever
it seems the boredom is here to stay                                                                                               Except maybe yesterdays when i put up a picture of a goat...
cant get motivated                                                                                                                                    I dont know, what do YOU think?
if only i hadent procrastinated                                                                                                                                        oh and by the way, thanksgivings on its way. hooray.
dont want to do what i gotta do.                                                                                                        Everyone come visit me at work tomorrow, 5-8
the work is makin you feel so blue                                                                                                 Cottage inn pizza by dequinder, with the blockbuster.
wich is why im writing this poem to you.
come in and ill make you a pizza                                                                                                              i like to rhyme                                                                                                                                     mats finnaly here. i know im a dork, 'whateva'. by. Jesus loves you.                                                      it passes the time
ill be up late tonight
doing homework that came back to bite
me in the derrier
and my dad will always stare
at my bright red hair
and wonder where he went wrong
its ok im staying strong
cant let other peoples opinions get you down
never let them see you cry or see you frown
gotta set an example for the rest of the world
never know that every night you can be found curled
up in a ball trying to keep warm, trying to pray
to make it through the next day
but all you can think about is everything that has to be done
how everyone expects you to be number one
always with a smile, always with good cheer
your the one that always has to be here
the words are swimming like you never can
drowning is all your set up to do
cant focus, cant concentrate, untill you
STOP, and think back to your childhood:

now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the Lord my soul to keep
and if i shall die before i wake
i pray the Lord my soul to take,
and God bless my momma, my family, my...
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