<center>cycles

:: 2007 8 March :: 4.35pm
:: Mood: Down
:: Music: Michael teaching a guitar lesson to a seven year old.

Defining moment in my day
"I'm sick of sex."

:: 2007 6 March :: 6.54am

ack!

3 spoke | speak

Im-Sorry
[ godessalthena ]

:: 2007 28 February :: 11.19pm
:: Mood: nostalgic

my life repeats itself.
it always feels like this is the end...
even though i know better.

i'm sorry. i really do love you.
and i wish i could take those things back.
but i can't.

i'm sorry i'm not a good daughter.
and i'm sorry i'm not beautiful....

:: 2007 28 February :: 12.33pm
:: Music: rap on the ethnic diversity corner's laptop

Corn-chips are no place for a mighty warrior.

5 spoke | speak

:: 2007 26 February :: 12.35pm
:: Music: Jolly

Frost
Shock

:: 2007 26 February :: 8.56am
:: Mood: Frustrated

Animals Suck
My turtle died two weeks ago, and now we have to put a Horse down. I'm sick of this.

:: 2007 24 February :: 4.11pm

Random Journal Spree...
Was anyone else aware that 90% of the people on woohu are from Cedar Springs Michigan?

4 spoke | speak

:: 2007 24 February :: 4.06pm

Dead-sauce.
So I deleted my "space".

And I am very happy with this.

:: 2007 15 February :: 9.13am
:: Mood: Nervous (So come, and I will feel better)

Your New Favorite Band.
Tonight. 7:00. West of Big Daddy's, which is on the corner of 27th and Ray. Youth Center. Bring five dollars and a lot of your friends. Do it or I will personally shank all of you with a rusty spoon 'till your kidneys bear more than a passing resemblance to tapioca pudding.

4 spoke | speak

:: 2007 25 January :: 7.34am

Good news guys. I got to school at seven this morning...*hartle* -tweak- ~zoom~

3 spoke | speak

:: 2007 22 January :: 10.34pm
:: Mood: tired
:: Music: Red Sky, Thrice

"Red Sky"
I know what lies beneath, I've seen the flash of teeth
conspiring with the reef to sink our ship
the wind's a cheating wife, her tongue a thirsty knife
and she could take your life with one good kiss

Can you see the sky turn red
as morning's light breaks over me
Know tonight we'll make our bed
at the bottom of the sea

I know the ocean speaks, I've heard her call to me
and smiling in my dreams she whispers this
(the stars retreat behind their veil
the clouds are clinging to your sail
the storm is coming can you see)

Look and see the sky turn red
Like blood it covers over me
and soon the sea shall give up her dead
We'll raise an empire from the bottom of the sea

:: 2007 22 January :: 9.43pm

I've had this song stuck in my head all weekend...Red Sky, by Thrice. It's a cool song but damn, I can't get it out...it's starting to irritate me.

:: 2007 19 January :: 1.36pm
:: Mood: hollow

I can't believe it.

Robert's dead.

14 spoke | speak

:: 2007 18 January :: 10.21pm

I'm so tired...I need sleep and I know I probably won't get it.

Oh well.

2 spoke | speak

wasabi

:: 2007 18 January :: 6.39am
:: Mood: determined

i just want to see his face.