Ich kenne ein Mädchen, das mich an cher erinnert, das, sie immer die Farbe ihres Haares ändert, aber sie verwende nicht nichts, das Sie am Speicher kaufen, sie ihr Haar reale Orange sein mag, sie Tangerinetange
I am having way to much fun with babelfish...bu
Approvazione, ora scriverò uno che è poco un più facile da capire. Realmente desidero elemosinare la mia madre lo ho lasciato venire a casa. Non sono realmente felice qui. Ma, lo fingo sono in modo che la gente smetta di preoccuparsi per me. Tutto che mi sentissi mai era 'io sono preoccupato per voi 'ed ora non desidero quello. Desidero appena andare ancora a casa ed essere normale. Qui sono come uno straniero. Provengo "dal sud". Lo elemosinano dire le cose un rid il mio accento. È superfluo. Rachel è occasionalment
This one is in italian if you want to waste time to try and have it translated.
如此, 我無法得到我的頭在它附近。我
sweet...
Me and Kurt are over.
Like I told Morgan:
"One night stands from now on."
And I've had a few:
jason
keith
brandon
kurt
not bad
I need to quit smoking.
Excuse me while I go light this on the toaster...
DO NOT FLOAT ABOVE ME WHEN I'M DYING IN THE ABYSS!
JOHN! YOU'RE KID TRIED TO DROWNED ME WITH HIS FUCKIN DAFFY DUCK RAFT!
cleaning my room....
rearranging my room...
trying to find my cds...
trying to find places for everything...
all at 4am.
just like old times, eh?
everyone that knows me knows i'm up till 4 or 5 and sleep until noon. and if you wake me up i'll throw things at you.
yeah, remember spending the night at miranda's? and the michael jackson song w/macy gray and ozzy?
"geed me a scodge on throcksss-z...
"difference between FAKE ASS friends and REAL friends
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
REAL FRIENDS: are the reason you have no food.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAL FRIENDS: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that shit was fun!"
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: never seen you cry.
REAL FRIENDS: cry with you
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAL FRIENDS: keep your shit so long they forget its yours.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: know a few things about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!"
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
REAL FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don't waste."
FAKE ASS FRIENDS: will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out
#3 on my To Do List is not going so well...
I think Polyphonic Spree is one of the coolest bands ever. I love their music! Oh, so much! ^^
Their music can be found on
-Thumbsucker
-Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
and I'm sure others, but once I found out they were on two of my favorite movies, I had to listen! I now rate them as #1 lust! Woo!
Kill the hosers.
On your birthday, I wore black.
I'm trying to let you go. I'm trying so hard.
To Do List:
1. Get a car
2. Cut back on smoking
3. Quit drinking soda (my last one is tonight)
4. Start running again
5. Go single
6. Start painting again
7. Finish my writing
8. Plan my trip
9. Burn cds for friends
10. Lose weight
11. Start a diary with no dates
12. Hug my dad
13. Let go of a certain someone
14. Cry myself to sleep one last time
15. Start a normal bed time routine
16. Get contacts (maybe)
17. Start saving money
18. Pray
19. Come to grips with the fact that I am me.
20. Clean on a regular basis.
Rich people. Here in Brainerd we have shitloads of tourism. They are fondly known as citiots. They have huge cabins and houses on the lakes, they clog up traffic with their boats, campers, jet skis, 4 wheelers, etc and make it impossible to get to Wal*Mart in under twenty five minutes. I have a theory. I don't think rich people can go to heaven. I think they have to build their "heaven" while on Earth. So they build these monstrosity houses and call it home. It's because they'll never get into heaven. So they enjoy what they can now. That's my theory.
I better get into Heaven! I've gone through shit some people can't even imagine!
So, I'm watching Heavy on VH1 and I discovered that I have a deep love of Marilyn Manson. I love what he said about Columbine. They asked what he would've said to those kids if he had the chance. He said "I wouldn't say anything. I would've listened. That's what was wrong. No one listened to them." I think that's one of the smartest things anyone has ever said! I love what he said about he thinks of himself as an artist and that art is a question mark. I've dedicated one of my recent paintings to him and that quote. Once I can, I'll post a picture up here, seeing as I have no way to put up any pictures or art. But don't worry....I will.
On a more personal note, I'm still losing weight. I've started taking diet pills but not in the obsessive speed effect way. I eat all the time though, seeing as how Dad has a grilled cheese maker, I eat grilled cheese all the time. And I don't trust tap water so I always drink soda (pop). But I've become more active, I walk everywhere, I chase Miss Susie Q and I work out with Kurt a few times a week. Rachel said we needed to go shopping, but what the hell? I'll just wait, save up my money for if I super lose weight and I'll need to buy a whole new wardrobe. Which would be cool. ^^
Me and Kurt haven't seen a lot of eachother recently, except when we work out. I don't call him my 'boyfriend' a term which means nothing really. But I'm pretty happy. It's what I wanted right? I said one night stands only. It makes me feel better. Men played me my whole life and now I'm playing them. Ha.
Well, I'm applying for a position on Elftown, I want to be a crew member. I said I wanted to be the "Dear Abbey" of Elftown. If you wanna see my application (they require applications!) go to Idyllic Ideas. Pretty cool, eh?
A white man yells to a black man. "Hey colored boy! You're blockin my view."
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"When I was born I was black,"
"When I grew up I was black,"
"When I'm sick I'm black,"
"When I go in the sun I'm black,"
"When I'm cold I'm black,"
"When I die I'll be black"
"But you sir..."
"When you're born you're pink,"
"When you grow up you're white,"
"When you're sick, you're green,"
"When you go in the sun you turn red,"
"When you're cold you turn blue,"
"And when you die you turn purple."
"And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
SOME PEOPLES NERVES, ESPECAILLY THOSE DAMN CAUCASIANS.