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liz

:: 2005 28 November :: 12.45pm

it used to be that it would bother me. it doesnt anymore. well it does but i refuse to let it. so what. the things that you were an ass about make no difference to me anymore. its funny because had i known that i wasnt going to spend the rest of my life with you I probably would have done things different. id be at a different college thats for sure. but had those things happened i would be with raymond right now and so in the end it all works out right. god has a plan. or he has a guideline. I guess we will all see.

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liz

:: 2005 27 November :: 6.58pm

Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply, so absurd
In these times of doing what you're told
You keep these feelings, no one knows
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart

And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
Swimming through the ashes of another life
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45

Send a message to the unborn child
Keep your eyes open for a while
In a box high up on the shelf, left for you, no one else
There's a piece of a puzzle known as life
Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight

What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart

[CHORUS]

Everyone's pointing their fingers
Always condemning me
And nobody knows what I believe
I believe

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liz

:: 2005 27 November :: 4.11pm

ha.
i am doing better,
a little self-pitying.
the girls at the jewelry counter said that ray is too good for.
im not sure if thats a good thing or not.
they also said that he must have a thing for fat girls. so not a good thing.
also im going to kick this one girls ass.
we went to high school with her.
yeah i fucking hate her.
bu ti stayed at kristens all week and it was cool.
i love that girl.
her and i and mike and ray
good fucking times.

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skife

:: 2005 25 November :: 1.35pm

mmmmmm, alice's restruant masacree......

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skife

:: 2005 24 November :: 11.50am

fucking pathetic.
I think its fucking pathetic on how many xbox 360's are on ebay going way above the msrp... way way above. some going for more than double the price.

you know there were people in line for the 360 that didn't even appericate how awsome it truly is... they were just there to make a quick buck and take advantage of someone else, what the fuck?
supply and demand blows ass....
fucking greedy bastards.

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liz

:: 2005 22 November :: 2.11pm

I think that i am going to officially retire my journal.
not that any of you care.

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skife

:: 2005 22 November :: 2.06pm

the admissions's lady hasn't replied yet... But i AM going to UNOH.

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skife

:: 2005 22 November :: 2.03pm
:: Music: greenday - scattered

i've got the craving for mud right now... I want a 4x4 truck... I'm looking for something from the 80's or older and has to be a chevvy... and needs to be cheap.... :D i dont care if it doesn't have a motor or not.

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liz

:: 2005 22 November :: 10.23am

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything, either good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you!

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liz

:: 2005 22 November :: 10.06am

so yeah.
yesterday.
that was one killer of a day.
tiring. to add to my dismay and shit filled day it was the night of the xbox 360 release. haha losers who wanted one but didnt get one. we only had 10 with about 30 people in line for it. cant put it on layaway cash or charge only. haha.
i laugh at you.
that might be the only time i laughed all night.
it was horrible.
so much damn crying and so i have resolved to myself that I am not going to let YOU make me cry. I am above that. I control myself and at the command of mike I am no longer going to talk to you because you get me riled up too bad and I dont need it. Ray and I talked though. about the stuff that you and I talked about and about the whole one person what If i already found him and threw it away. he is cool and he understands but i think that the way i was last night scared him and now he is moving out.
so there is that. he says he is but i dont think he will. i hope not. I like him here with me. he makes every day better, knowing that at the end of the day he is going to be waiting for me is the greatest feeling. as for my "friends" I pretty much decided whatever you all have your opinion and what i say will never change that. As far as me being a whore and a bitch I didnt know that doing the things that i need to do made me those things but whatever. I guess next time i should stay stuck in a relationship where I am unhappy as long as no one gets hurt. at least not right away those things would never go away and it would drag on, yeah I found a new boyfriend pretty quick but i think that is life, why would i pass up a great guy just because i just broke up with another one. I love Pj he knows that. I always will but Im not going to sit around moping for him. I am better today, after talking to ray. yeah pj its unfair I know but its life and its the right that he gets because he is my boyfriend and at this point i think that you are just saying some things because you know they will bother me but i refuse to let them bother me anymore

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liz

:: 2005 21 November :: 1.08pm

Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town.

When I wake up, I'm willing to take my chances on the hope I forget
that you hate him more than you notice I wrote this for you (for you, so...)

You need him. I could be him...
I could be an accident but I'm still trying.
That's more than I can say for him.

Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town.

Someday I'll appreciate in value, get off my ass and call you... {but for} the meantime I'll sport my
brand new fashion of waking up with pants on at 4:00 in the afternoon.

You need him. I could be him...
I could be an accident but I'm still trying.
That's more than I can say for him.

1-2-3-4!

Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town.

(won't find out) he won't find out
(won't find out) he won't find out

Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town.

Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. (he won't find out)
Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town.

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liz

:: 2005 21 November :: 12.59pm

well i talked to leo today. apologized about being a bitch to him and he was cool. he said that i was in a new relationship and he could understand how ray would be a little jealous of him, leo is too good to me. hopefully other people can be cool like him too.
as of right now the only friends i seem to have as constant are joslyn, amber, and kristin.
everything is turning out so differently than i had ever expected.
im bummed that you people who have claimed to be my friends can turn around and say things like that about me. kelly especially. he said that he was neutral and that he would still be friends with both of us after we broke up. i see how true that was. im really upset about that kelly. thanks a mil.
pj I am bummed because i feel like you are trying to use things against me that you think will make me want to go back to you. I dont think that is fair at all, especially the whole ring thing. i love you regardless im just saying.
today is really upsetting me.
I need something a drink or sleep, yeah sleep. good.

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liz

:: 2005 21 November :: 11.34am

SO
Kelly,
Kevin,
Bill,
Yakaly,
Michelle,
YOU CAN ALL FUCK OFF!!!
You don't know me, you don't know Pj and I's relationship so keep your damn opinions to yourself.

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liz

:: 2005 20 November :: 9.52pm

so yeha. im am wiped the fuck out
i mean literally ray and i just skatedboarded for two hours.
it was damn cool.
only i wiped out and my hand is all filled with gravel and my elbow is bleeding.
but i feel happy.
we had a good night.'
now he is going to the medcenter because he has been pretty sick and his mom said that he needs to go and so he is.
whatever.

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liz

:: 2005 20 November :: 6.00pm

F"UCK
that is me screaming fuck in frustration at you.
\okay.
he is angry at me. damn damn.

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skife

:: 2005 20 November :: 1.05pm

rules of calling shotgun....
Section I - General Rules
1) The first person to yell "SHOTGUN" gets to ride in the front seat.
2) The remaining back seats may be divvied up in the same manner by being the first to call "back right seat", etc..
3) The word "shotgun" must be loud enough to be heard by at least one witness. If no witness is to be found, or in case of a tie, the driver has the final word. After all, it is most likely his car. (note: if it isn't his car, and the owner is present, the owner's decision is final. Owner must be sober, however, or he will defer his judgment to the driver.)
4) Early calls are strictly prohibited. All occupants of the vehicle (including the driver) must be outside of the building and directly on the way to the vehicle before shotgun may be called. Under no circumstances may a person call shotgun inside a building. For sake of simplicity, a garage is considered to be outside. Parking structures and detached garages are always considered as being outdoors, even if they are underground.
5) A person may only call shotgun for one way of a trip. Shotgun can never be called while inside a vehicle or still technically on the way to the first location. For example, one can not get out of a vehicle and call Shotgun for the return journey.
6) Being as how everyone is created equal, men have the same right as women to the front seat of the car. i.e. women don't own the front seat.
7) One is allowed to ride shotgun as many times as he can call it, but for himself only. No one can call shotgun for their slower friend, unless the friend has a speech or mental handicap that prevents them from calling it for themselves.
8) The driver has final say in all ties and disputes. The driver has the right to suspend or remove all shotgun privileges from one or more persons. Section II - Special Cases
These special exceptions to the rules above should be considered in the order presented; the case listed first will take precedence over any of the cases beneath it, when applicable.
1) In the instance that the normal driver of a vehicle is drunk or otherwise unable to perform their duties as driver, then he/she is automatically given Shotgun.
2) If the instance that the person who actually owns the vehicle is not driving, then he/she is automatically given Shotgun, unless they decline.
3) In the instance the driver's spouse, lover, partner, or hired prostitute for the evening is going to accompany the group, he/she is automatically given Shotgun, unless they decline.
4) In the instance that one of the passengers may become so ill during the course of the journey that the other occupants feel he/she will toss their cookies, then the ill person should be given Shotgun to make appropriate use of the window.
5) In the instance that only one person knows how to get to a given location and this person is not the driver, then as the designated navigator for the group they automatically get Shotgun, unless they decline.
6) In the instance that one of the occupants is too wide or tall to fit comfortably in the back seat, then the driver may show mercy and award Shotgun to the genetic misfit. Alternatively, the driver and other passengers may continually taunt the poor fellow as they make a three hour trip with him crammed in the back.

Section III - The Survival Of The Fittest Rules (a.k.a The Bastard Rules)
1) If the driver so wishes, he/she may institute the Survival Of The Fittest Rules on the process of calling Shotgun. In this case all rules, excepting 1.8, are suspended and the passenger seat is occupied by whoever can take it by force.
2) The driver must announce the institution of the Survival Of The Fittest Rules with reasonable warning to all passengers. This clause reduces the amount of blood lost by passengers and the damage done to the vehicle.
3) Please follow the above rules to the best of your ability. If there are any arguments or exceptions not covered in these rules, please refer to rule 1.8.

Section IV - Revisions
1) These rules shall be subject to either revision or amendment at any time. But, changes and new rules you create during a car ride do not take effect until the next car ride.
2) Since there is an established body currently in place to distribute world-wide information, it is proposed that the United Nations oversee the adoption, updates (as required) and enforcement of these rules once adopted by at least two-thirds of the current membership of the UN.
3) It shall be the responsibility of all drivers to have a current copy of these rules in the vehicle's glove compartment, so that disputes may be resolved.

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liz

:: 2005 18 November :: 12.24am

JOSLYN I love you.

come see me.
i want to cry and i dont know why.
what is going on.
everything is falling so fast

stupid stupid fall out boy.

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liz

:: 2005 18 November :: 12.13am

do you ever feel like every choice that you make is wrong. like your happy for the moment but fucking yourself over in the long run.
i dont feel it.
im afraid of what i do feel.
its odd.
different.
i dont want to get bored.


i went to meet him at work and he was like so what are your plans for midnight and i was like, sleeping and he was like well there is this movie that i guess you were kinda interested in seeing and i was hoping you would let me take you and i was like.
awww.
i am going to take my little sister on saturday though, and then we were going to go see it anyway.
but then i said no save your money we will go see walk the line or jarhead or a movie that you want to see and he was like, i want to do something nice for you though. i love you and i know youve been waiting for the release for awhile and i was like, sweetie you would not enjoy yourself lets just sleep, you have school in the morning and all.
so here we are and im okay with that.
he is a really great guy.
not sure why he loves me so much.

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liz

:: 2005 18 November :: 12.11am

He drowns in his dreams
An exquisite extreme I know
He's as damned as he seems
And more heaven than a heart could hold
And if I try to save him
My whole world would cave in
Lord, it just ain't right
Lord, it just ain't right

Oh and i don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster

He's magic and myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage than a soul should see
And do I try to change him
So hard not to blame him
Hold me tight
Baby, hold me tight

Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster

I'm longing for love and the logical
But he's only happy hysterical
I'm searching for some kind of miracle
Waited so long
So long

He's soft to the touch
But frayed at the end he breaks
He's never enough
And still he's more than I can take
Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster

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liz

:: 2005 17 November :: 2.21pm

GOWD
I hate college.
No I hate myself for being such a slacker and not trying at all.
I am totally going to have to retake this stupid ass prereq stupid ass algebra class again.
why?
because I dont try at all and I have put forth no effort and I got a test back today that I got a 36% on.
DAMN YOU LIZZY.
im so upset with myself I am so so SO much better than that. I am smart. not like yeah liz is smart but like SMART.
I should be doing really well in an entry level sort of class like math 110. .
I am just really really upset with myself. I don't know If I can dig myself out of this algebraic hole that I am in but by god I am going to try.
the teacher gave us this big whole lecture too.
he is all talking about how it is his last semester and that if he likes a student he is going to take that into account when he gives them a grade and that policy doesnt matter to him because what is the school going to do? Fire him. nope he doesnt care. so its time for liz to buckle down and start kissing some major teacher ass.
or just study and do good on the next test and ace the final because what the fuck liz you are smart and better than an F.
so angry with myself.
you dont even know the resentment i feel for myself and for being a big old failure at life.
god at least ive got ray.
where is he anyway.
not at school cuz hes just as big of a slacker as I am. he hasnt been to school in like three days.
stupid high school boys ill tell ya.
to bed. i need to sleep. im going to have some pizza with my ma later. so yeah.
i should study instead.
hugs and shit

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