this tottaly makes sense to me... sad huh? ... (im part black dont give me shit)


Well, it appears our African American friends have found something else to
be pissed about. A black congresswoman reputedly complained that the names
of hurricanes are all Caucasian sounding names. She would prefer some names
that reflect African-American culture such as Chamiqua, Tanisha, Woeisha,
Jamal and Shaqueal. She would also like the weather reports to be broadcast
in language that street people can understand. I can hear it now:



A Weatherman in Houston says, ... Wordup, Muthas! Hehr-i-cane Chamiqua be
headin' fo' yo ass like Leroy on a crotch rocket! Bitch be a category fo !

So, turn Off dem chitlins, grab yo' chirren, leave yo crib, and head fo' de
nearest government office fo yo FREE shit.

I Wanna Be A Bear

If you're a bear, you get to hibernate.
You do nothing but sleep for six months.
I could deal with that.



Before you hibernate,
you're supposed to eat yourself stupid.
I could deal with that, too.



If you're a bear, you birth your children
(who are the size of walnuts)while you're sleeping
and wake to partially grown, cute cuddly cubs.
I could definitely deal with that!



If you're a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business.
You swat anyone who bothers your cubs.
If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too.
I could deal with that.



If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling.
He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat.



Yup..... I wanna be a bear.




Show the Love for Bears!!

WOMAN'S POEM

Before I lay me down to sleep,

I pray for a man, who's not a creep,

One who's handsome, smart and strong.

One who loves to listen long,

One who thinks before he speaks,

One who'll call, not wait for weeks.

I pray he's gainfully employed,

When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.

Pulls out my chair and opens my door,

Massages my back and begs to do more.

Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind,

Knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"

I pray that this man will love me to no end,

And always be my very best friend.





        MAN'S POEM

I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge

boobs who owns a liquor store and a Gym

This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.

Alrighty people.. NEWS!!

my mom might have cancer, so i have to go get tested to make sure i dont....


and... news is over..


wait wait! and im sending some poems into a magazine here in town to get published{again} (my padre set it up kewl kewl huh?)

and dyed my hair multishades of red

ok.... and done

i have started a bottle collection ^^ it goes like this

jack daniels
boones farm
novosta
smirnoff
gatonegro
b&j
barcardi
and coke... yay coke!
(trying to think of others...stupid brain..)

off to the library.. bb soon

I LUBBELS my new lighter. its square with the Ace of hearts on it, and the heart in the middle lights up *dances* its tray hott.. and no damnit! i didnt drink the water in Mexico! gah >.<

ewwwwww *shudders*

okies peeps, buhbai im off to take a test across town, get some bloodwork and go to a play.


happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me. happy birthday to... meeeeee, happy birthday to me!

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

(she walks in beauty, lord byron)

sooo im home.. and my birthday is in 5 days.. but im about to leave to go to a party for a friend for a lil while

im having kind of a weird week with things.. oooo and another bloodwork and nuroglogist appointment really soon (like on monday soon) im kind of worried about that (even though i should be used to it)
but im mostly worried about a person who is having trouble and dosent talk to me

welp.. im off to take another vicoden and shower bb in a lil while (wooooooo i love that stuff)

ill be back tomorrow im off to stay the night with my lil babe and bubba, everyone have a goodnight bye

<3

may not seem like anything to you but for someone who has never seen it...

OMG!!!!!! its snowing!!...

leaveing buhbai

And when I shall die take him and cut him up in little stars\\**¤•, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in ♥//love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.

>>//XI have no thought at all about my own reward.
I really didn't come here of my own accord.
Just don't say I'm ... damned for all time.|x\\

boo, burbur, ashleah, leah, sleah, brat, hey you, pumpkin, pumpkinhead, ashy...see >.< these are just the names cheeswiz is called by her mother >.< 

No matter what a stripper tells you
There's no sex in the Champagne Room.. NONE!
Oh there's CHAMPAGNE in the Champagne Room
But you don't want champagne.. you want sex
And there's NO sex.. in the Champagne Room