rockon14
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2005 8 May :: 10.43am
I've just remembered how much I love Robert Burns
O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!
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munkysaurus
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2005 8 August :: 4.32am
Double sided breast tape...
Hello...Mr. Journal.
Blahity. blahity. blahity.
Still working at Wendy's. I seem to be running into a lot of people I haven't seen in some time. They all seem to come up to me and go "You workin'. Oh, yeah, where?" That's where I interject and sigh, a yes, and a Wendy's. Then I light up and cigarette and stomp out whatever authority or dignity I was holding during that conversation.
Oh, and the ladies. Ha. mofucka's. I've never had some much success and so much pathetic loss. In, well, probably since the last time I put some effort in this shit. Heh. I remember back in the day when I'd try to figure this whole thing out. But, I'm down right stumped.
Me: "You have a boyfriend."
Bystandard: "Well"...pause as she sucks in a deep breath, and I slap myself in the face waiting for the inevitable life story, "he pisses me off. blah. blah. We broke up. blah. blah. He doesn't ever (insert adjective here that has either to do with shallow displays of affection or overall acknowledgement). I still love him, want to marry him, will you just fuck me to make him jealous.
Me: So, I was kinda lookin' to go have some pizza or a movie. You know, since this is kinda like the first time I've ever talked to you.
bleh. whatever. smoke some stoogers and bang my head on the wall.
fuckity fuck fucker fuckmook.
Saw Ms. K at the pondscum-atorium. She's got a ball and chain. I don't know why she still talks to me. I'm not going to try.
Let's see how things go within a couple months. I'm hopeful.
Well, the hay has a restraining order on you, so try the sheets...for hitting. g'night or morning. Hello. goodbye...
Dustin
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munkysaurus
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2005 3 March :: 2.42am
Yama's, Llamas, could somebody oil the macaroni gears in my noodle?...
Holy Fuck, Mr. J! Is that you. You decomposed, digitally bearded, open shirt bastard.
Let me pull the thumb out my ass and tell you a taley waley.
It's starts on...whoa, somewhere in July. C'est possible?
click, pop, rewind.
I'd just broken up with Jess, and gotten thrown on my ass. Fucking great. >>Restart<< Now I'm living in Cedar. Things are fucked up as always. Always will be. A bunch of big fucking delusional circles. Nothing ever good. Right? Got another job at the same franchise. Different owner, different policy, different people. I'd forgotten what it's like to live in a majorly white community. Pssh. j/k.
Eh, let's see. I was a wreck. I had these big purple circles around my eyes. It was terrible.
Fast forward>>Ms. K.
A few days after being thrown out. I had the reassuring visitation of an old friend and spark. And though we only spent, like, a day together. I thought things were going quite well. But, difficulties will be difficulties and I'm an asshole.
Thus, not only was I in shitty shape. The 'ol stars orbited my head. Because I'm an asshole.
Fast forward>>
I was thrown out by mom. It was all about stupid shit. Really fucked me up again. Blah. blah. Spent the night on US 131. A rest stop between the rockford and cedar exits. I stayed up the whole night writing stories and shit. It sucked.
Fast forward>>
Nothing much happens. I spend about three hundred dollars a month replacing parts on my Oldsmobile P.O.S.. It's kinda funny. Old people have left, new people have come. Ms. K's seeing Mr. R. I don't know how to feel about that. Everyone's so mixed about my collection of friends. Scenario time...not today. Heh.
Fast forward>>
Ms. M, Ms. C, and Ms.T, and all been very patient with my ass. Thank ya' ma' bitches! I'm the "dude". And I've been skimping out on my "dude" duties. Which is sad, because these are the people that someday, and even right now, I'll be jealous of. Sigh.
Twenty years...still no GED. Just an explicit case of madness. It's quite splendid. mwah ha ha ha!
Any who, Mr. J. The night is old, the day is gone, pull those covers over your silicon body, and don't forget to wear underpants. Yak!,
Dustin
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rockon14
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2005 3 February :: 9.03pm
Are you ready to lose?
Are you ready to win?
Well I've been losing for so long
I can't begin
I'm a man on the moon
I'm a man on the edge
Well I'm the words you never knew were in your head
To be read
You can't help you're so insecure
Your hurt right down to the core
You're only stuck in your pain today
Welcome to Breaktown
For the first time
It's a great town
For your worst time
When you freak out
There's a road sign
Welcome to Breaktown
Are you ready to quit?
Are you ready to learn?
Are you ready to find the spark inside and let it burn?
I'm the walls close in
I'm the words you won't say
I'm the voices you chose to keep inside
And lock away
Everyday
You keep it all to yourself
You're just like everyone else
So take a good look around
now....Welcome to Breaktown
For the first time
It's a great town
For your worst time
When you freak out
There's a road sign
Welcome to Breaktown
When you're driving through
There's a room with a view
Just hanging around
Welcome to Breaktown
Welcome to Breaktown
Welcome to Breaktown
For the first time
It's a great town
For your worst time
When you freak out
There's a road sign
Welcome to Breaktown
Welcome to Breaktown
Welcome to Breaktown
Welcome to Breaktown
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2004 31 December :: 10.01pm
wow...
its been entirely too long since i've stepped into the newly "elite" land of woohu. Well Andy, I must say that the place looks good!
To a new year... God help us in what may come.
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rockon14
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2004 31 December :: 1.46pm
:: Mood: awake
:: Music: Phantom
Here they are...my thoughts on the Phantom movie
Phantom movie...Okay...so here we go.
After missing the show on wed. (which, you all know how incredibly pissed I was about this) my group and I set out *early* the next day to catch a showing.
And here's what I thought...
I have been waiting for this movie since April. I know this isn't really saying much because there are some phantom fans out there who have been waiting for years and years. I really don't know how they pulled that off because just the anticipation of a few months really got to me. I really wanted to fall in love with this movie and just have it be this beautiful thing that I can't even describe in words. The singing...ehh I could go on forever about that. I didn't mind Gerry (Phantom) so much. I had already had time to hear him and get used to him, and I mean come on, this guy had never had vocal training before. I think for him to make the leap into a singer and into this role was quite impressive. Okay, so if I really really wanted to analize his vocal performace, of course it sucked, but I like to think of him as the little engine that could. He's a trooper...and I'm proud of him for what he did up there. Emmy (Christine) on the other hand I rather disliked. For someone who has supposedly been training in voice for the majority of her life this was a very very poor performance. She in no way at all sounded like an opera diva...which is what Christine is supposed to sound like. Her voice is childish and more pop than opera...just not good for this role. I could go into more but I won't. Patrick (Raoul) was good. I have no comment on his because his voice did push me too much in either direciton.
Sorry about all of that, but hey, I'm a vocal perfomance major...what can you expect
As for the moive itself, after the first showing I was sure of my feelings about it. I just sat there and said "I don't know if I liked that" which really got to me because I really wanted to like it. My big thing was that they made Erik (the Phantom...yes he does have a freakin' name) out to be more of a villian. But of course they do this in most moive versions of Phantom. I really think that after my first viewing I was just upset because of the ending and that was sticking with me. I always hate the ending. I'm such a E/C girl.
Now for my beef with Mr. Joel S
I thought his direction of this movie was pretty good and didn't have a problem with him until today. I was watching him in this interview and he made the commment that he has no compassion for the character of Erik in the book. His reasoing was that it was mentioned that Erik worked for the Sha in Persia for a period of time. Joel went on to say that this ment he had his own harem and was adored at court so there was no way he could feel any compassion for this character, and that was why he changed Erik's past for the movie.
This is complete bullshit. It's so fucking obvious that Erik is a virgin at the end of the novel because he's so touched when Christine let's him kiss her ON THE FOREHEAD!!!!!!!! Erik has never felt any sort of adoration or love...and if you ever read the book and pay any sort of attention you can see that in bright bold letters. I mean that's what makes him such a sad character. Even the author describes him as haveing a heart that could have held the whole world but had to be content with a celler. That is what makes Erik my favorite character in all of literature. He's such an ass for thinking that the character of Erik does not deserve compassion.
But as for the movie ( he he, back on topic) after seeing it two more times. I've decided that I like it. It's not perfect, but I like it.
okay...I'm done. I'm sorry if this text comes out all blocked. This sutpid computer has a habit of making it that way.
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rockon14
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2004 18 October :: 6.07pm
:: Mood: creative
:: Music: The Walk
Home for the weekend 10/18/2004
I went home this past weekend!
SHOCK
Yeah, it was my little sister's homecoming...this brings about another "the amazing Bekie can to anything" story.
So my mom was talking about how they had to take Nikie (my sister) to a hair place so she could get it done for homecoming. Sometimes when people talk about things, I can see myself doing it...and I'm doing a damn good job of it, so of course I'm like "Hell, I can do that" but this time I said it out loud...and I couldn't just back down so I added "and I can do her make-up too." It wasn't until I started putting her hair up that it hit me that this was my little sister's first dance ever and if I made her look like shit she was going to be so upset and she's a hell of a lot bigger than me.
Luckily for this one time I pulled through.
Man, did she ever look hot. I had to take a lot of pictures of her so I can prove to people that I really did make her look hot.
I am brilliant.
School is fun...stressful...but fun.
I <3 my Carrollton people. We have such wonderful times here.
I like this...
Everyone waits on the walk
Some are long and some small but all of them tall
Everyone must make a choice
Do I go for it all
And possibly fall
The tight rope is thin
I could possibly win on the walk
On the tight rope everything's bear
All that there is is from here to there
On the tight rope the goal is quite clear
Don't loose yourself in your fear
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rockon14
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2004 7 October :: 1.55pm
:: Mood: crazy
:: Music: Choir stuff
Sitting in the Computer Lab
Yes, yes. That's what I'm doing at the given moment.
Geeze, I haven't updated this bad boy in forever!
Have I ever professed my great love for college?? Well, guess what...I have a great and huge love for college.
Let's see, since I'm a music major I have so many classes I have to make time in my day to sleep and eat. But somehow I make time for fun with my crazy music major friends too. We've started up this weekly game of Egyptian Rat Screw. That is the funniest game in the whole freakin' world. That and the burping game. I just wish I could somehow film my days and post them up here so everyone could just see how crazy things are.
Brittany is sitting next to me...but now she's leaving. She plays flute.
Well, I'm about to "eat me some lunch" so I had best go.
Take care and kisses to everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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rockon14
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2004 8 July :: 11.54pm
:: Mood: frustrated
:: Music: Avenue Q
I would update more...
If my computer weren't such an evil piece of shit from hell.
So, here's what I've been up to.
July 3rd we had a pajama party at Brent's apartment. I stayed up all night. I thought I was gonna get to go to sleep at noon the next day after church...but I had to help my parents can green beans until five, so i stayed up for a total of 34 hours. not fun at all.
tonight i hung out with amber and melissa. i love amber, she shares my love of picture taking. we have great fun.
this is all i'm able to get out at the moment. hopefully i'll get more later.
love you all!!!! sorry about my lack of notes.
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rockon14
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2004 23 June :: 3.50am
:: Mood: amused
Yesterday I called this guy I knew in high school. We didn't get on too well back then; he kinda gave me the creeps. Somehow I always end up doing this, I feel bad for a guy and go out places with him. I always think we're out as
friends but he always ends up thinking different.
But this did make for a very interesting and exciting day...
It started out with Matt picking me up somewhere around seven I suppose. He wanted to go to Jillian's, but when I mentioned that I knew a lot of servers there he started to talk about how he didn't want to run into anyone we knew. I
was already feeling a bit uneasy in the car with this guy. So we get to Jillian's, and I'm starting to think, "How the hell have I managed to do this to myself again?" Just then I spotted Sam and Scott Wyatt in the video cafe. I told Matt that I wanted to say a quick hello and then ran off. The hello lasted a rather long time and in the end we all got a table together in Nick's section. Matt wasn't all too happy about this. While sitting and chatting, I randomly decided that I was the queen of Jillian's, and I needed more sweet tea straight away. Nick was suddenly swamped. I mean I tried everything...even standing up in the booth and yelling "Nick! Sweet Tea!" He didn't seem to be getting it (really he was just busy.) Brent didn't have any talbes at al so when Scott saw him walking by he stopped him and told him I needed more tea. Before I even realized what had come out of my mouth, I had yelling, "If you bring me sweet tea, I will give you the biggest kiss ever!" Brent took off running. He just happend to run past Nick who was already bringing me more tea. Brent stotod with his head down for a second and then went up to Nick and said "Let me give it to her! Let me give it to her, cause she's gonna give it to me!" Nick got all the way to the table and Brent said, "Just let me hand it to her!" Nick gave it to him and he looked like a giddy little boy and pucked up his lips. I was like "He he, this is gonna piss Matt off so much" and laid one on him. Brent yelled "That's it?!?!?! That wasn't even on the lips!" At that point he really got me going so I yelled back "One day Brent you will have the most orgasmic kiss ever and it will be from me!"
A little later Scot left and Sam went to pick up Melissa, leaving me alone with Matt. He kept on talkign about kissing me, and it was not so much fun. He also kept touching my hair and looking at my ass. Brent stopped by the table and asked me what I was doing later on and I told him I didn't know and he asked me if I wanted to hang out. I was like "sure!" and started to make plans when Matt floated back into my head. I stopped and siad "Well I'm with him." Brent looked as though he were going to suggest that Matt come along but I gave him a look and he understood. He told me to get back with him and walked away. A little later, Matt was talkign about something or other, but I saw Brent out of the corner of my eye. He looked at me and let a napkin on the bar next to my arm. I took it and slipped it under the table. It said, "If you can ditch the dcude then we can hang out. I could pick you up or something." Matt tired to read it, but I stuffed it in my bra, where I knew he could never get to it. Melissa and Sam cam eback a little after that. Melissa did such a great job of keeping Matt off of me. I love her.
Later on I did end up ditching Matt and Brent and I hung out...that was pretty uneventful. Not worth writng about.
I don't know if I mentioned this yet...but I cut off all of my hair. La la, so awesome!
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