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2004 6 March :: 5.35pm
:: Mood: content
:: Music: Playground Love [Air]
Love is all my soul.
You came upon me carving some kind of little figure out of wood and you said, "Why don't you make something for me?"
I asked you what you wanted, and you said, "A box."
"What for?"
"To put things in."
"What things?"
"Whatever you have," you said.
Well, here's your box. Nearly everything I have is in it, and it is not full. Pain and excitement are in it, and feeling good or bad and evil thoughts and good thoughts- the pleasure of design and some despair and the indescribable joy of creation.
And on top of these are all the gratitude and love I have for you.
And still the box is not full.
-Written by John Steinbeck to Pascal Covici.
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2004 4 March :: 9.47pm
i dont think they really get it
sometimes you think they might just understand where you're coming from, but then they say just one phrase and you go back to thinking....they have no idea.
most times, after a while, you begin to see where they were coming from. but there are always certain times, like now, where its impossible to see it.
you know who im talking about--- sigh
anyway, we have our research paper rough draft due on monday. things are changing around for that, we see the light at the end of the tunnel now, yet it is still a long ways ahead of us.
yout revival this weekend was loads of fun. i got to meet lindsays friends! and i was right, they are as wonderful as she is :)
im gonna try and pick up the ol' harmonica tomorrow and play a "little" something. we'll see.
the news didnt air today. i was upset, and my *amazing* report didnt work either. grumph....oh well.
rachelle and i talked to mr. vanbragt today about our papers. he helped A LOT. im glad we talked to him. i think he gave us a whole new light to look at this assignment thru.
no school tomorrow! yay:) going to rachelle's at 11 till whenever. hopefully we'll finish our research papers. wish us luck.
my bones itch and i have a cramp in my eye , so i'd better flee.
~this was for lindsay and whitney
<3 you very, very much
-forever and for always
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2004 1 March :: 7.04pm
:: Mood: disappointed
Long time no Update
Well, I made up my mind to update today.
I had a nice talk with Steph this morning..It made me reassured about some things I've been feeling about something.. I thought maybe it was just me and I took it out on my self but maybe it's not all me.
I don't know, I kindof feel like I'm losing her and I don't know why I feel that way. Shes always been there for me and I love her to pieces..shes my best friend. I don't know if its just me feeling weird or what I just don't feel like we're that close anymore and I DON'T want that to happen ever, shes practicly all I have left...
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2004 29 February :: 9.28pm
:: Mood: calm
:: Music: Elephant Love
I love David.
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses, well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song,
It's for people like you, that keep it turned on.
So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do
You see I've forgotten, if they're green or they're blue
Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen.
And you can tell everybody, this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done,
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world.
...My mom always liked that. Me too.
I do love Lindseys feet.
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2004 23 February :: 4.09pm
pass on grass
find me here...
http://www.greatestjournal.com/users/crazyamy040
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2004 22 February :: 3.26pm
:: Mood: gloomy
If I were someone important, I would hold my head high. But since I'm not, I'll keep to sniffing the dirt.
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2004 22 February :: 3.14pm
I've been dealt a situation. A situation with two solutions. One that could make me feel better and another that could just leave myself out of it. But the one that makes you feel better looks pretty good considering this person has put your life through hell..
I don't know what to chose yet...
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2004 16 February :: 8.21pm
mindful monday
okay, so rachelle's eating this taco salad.....
and she's like, "this is really good, but you know what the best shell in the world is?" and we look at each other and suddenly burst out laughing hysterically........ b/c obviously there's only one answer --- and that is US!
can i get an amen?
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2004 10 February :: 5.53pm
Ever had that feeling of isolation?
Ya know, like when you're with these people, and they decide to go off and do something, but without you really being involved?
So you go off to find another friend (because you have more then one) and they're already hanging out with someone else who doesn't want to hang out with you.
Then, the only solution is to go off and either sit by yourself, or stand by people who you really don't know, because they could care less about who's standing by them.
Good feeling isn't it.
Anyway, naw, only happens once in a great while... no biggy.
oooh! good news!
i joined video club, that's like the first thing i've done this year :)
and i have an idea of who my valentine might be.... im still testing the waters though.
lindsay- i thought you were right about there being no personable guys here and all(another plus about moving), but anyway, i think we can make one acception :)
and catch this: their birthday is on valentines day! how cool is that?
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2004 8 February :: 5.37pm
I Love You This Much// Jimmy Wayne
He can't remember the times that he thought
Does my daddy love me?
Probably not
But that didn't stop him from wishing that he did
Didn't keep from wanting or worshiping him
He guesses he saw him about once a year
He could still feel the way he felt
Standing in tears
Stretching his arms out as far as they'd go
Wispering daddy, I wan't you to know
I love you this much and I'm waiting on you
To make up your mind, do you love me to?
However long it takes
I'm never giving up
No matter what, I love you this much
He grew to hate him for what he had done
'Cause what kind of a father, could do that to his son
He said 'damn you daddy', the day that he died
The man didn't blink, but the little boy cried
I love you this much and I'm waiting on you
To make up your mind, do you love me to?
However long it takes
I'm never giving up
No matter what, I love you this much
Half way through the service
While the choir sand a hymn
He looked up above the preacher
And he sat and stared at him
He said "Forgive me father"
When he realized
That he been unloved or alone all his life
His arms were stretched out as far as they'd go
Nailed to the cross, for the whole world to know
I love you this much and I'm waiting on you
To make up your mind, do you love me to?
However long it takes
I'm never giving up
No matter what, I love you this much
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