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2004 3 March :: 4.35pm
yesterday we had our first outside practice for lacrosse. it was tons of fun, it was super muddy so everyone was sliding all over the place and falling and what not.
today was kinda crappy, we just played catch basically for like a half hour and ran for like 15 minutes at a pace that could have done us like no good, bc im way out of shape and i wasnt even breathing hard when we were done.....but everyone else was, so i dont know....but i havent run, other than at practice in for-ev-er.
so i rushed back to my room, and since its lent there is chuch every wednesday, and at this church i found in jackson they have dinner (just like felc) before, but i was too late for that bc of practice, so i just went to the service. but i had subway. the weird thing about this church.....the pastor there is friends with beebs! i was like "no way! beebs is the coolest!" and he was like "yeah, i know him from dearborn...blah blah" (they werent both pastors at hope, but there was some other connection....something about world hunger relief in the elca) but i thought that as way weird, what are the chances that i go to the church that has a pastor who is a friend of my pastors!
so i got back here, and ive been studying for-ev-er about the damn ancient mariner....shit on that poem, i like it, its fun to read, but i hate analyzing!
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cowboy67
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2004 3 March :: 3.28pm
i've been writing little bits of things here and there... on napkins, post-it notes, chunks of loose leaf, etc... so, hopfeully sometime soon, i'll be able to write something articulate. in the mean time, i was looking through papers from high school and i found a couple poems i wrote for creative writing last year. here you are danielle:
Her Eyes Are Gray
(this one is hard to read, but try it.)
Walking by, I noticed
Her eyes are gray but she says they're
Blue is my favorite
Color is only desired by the myth in
Our minds will be eaten by
Worms live in the ground
Must be confused with me because
Everyone walks all over and passes by, but never stops
To say "how are you?"
Requires movement of the mouth
That stains each word with
Lies are guaranteed to open
Wounds only bleed sometimes but never
Heal when you find your end
Inside they look gray
But blue is my favorite color
Untitled
I'm reminded of double-sided tape
One twist, bend, or fold
And it is ruined forever
All promise erased in an instant
Left stuck, strangling a finger
I'm reminded of broccoli stench
Cheese, seasoning, or other vegetables
Cannot disguise
Gnawed-away tree tops
Hidden in mashed potatoes
I'm reminded of days wasted
Working, eating, breathing
For accepted unknowns
Rushing to death
Waiting, and still waiting
For life
Comfort lies behind closed eyes
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2004 27 February :: 12.21am
this saturday im meeting this guy Darin, he lives in eastpointe, and im meeting him at the "cup-a-cino" in the village where he is opening for some band (he plays guitar) at 8! yay
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2004 26 February :: 1.24pm
this is for mr. bush, from tamara
People, dying, for no reason at all,
Age is no difference or if you're large or small
Families, been torn apart,
Doesn't have to be this way,
Some people, just have no heart,
It's happening every day,
Pure massacre,
Pure massacre...
Pure massacre,
Pure massacre...
Machine guns pumping,
Hearts thumping,
Death is all around, yeah,
People crying for freedom,
No one hears the sound, ohhh,
Pure massacre,
Pure massacre...
Pure massacre,
Pure massacre...alright,
There's people crying,
There's people dying,
But someone's taken it all, yeah,
Machine guns pumping,
Hearts thumping,
Death is all around,
People crying for freedom,
No one hears the sound,
Pure massacre,
Pure massacre,
Pure massacre,
Pure massacre,
Pure massacre,
Pure massacre,
It's gonna be,
A pure massacre,
Yeah
- silverchair -
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2004 26 February :: 1.19pm
:: Music: howie day
::sigh:: this rainy weather is beautiful huh? well, as long as you're not driving in it. we know how much i hate cali drivers, so you can imagine how rain pisses me off even more.
i can't wait till spring break....
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2004 25 February :: 1.39pm
:: Music: The song Kaa sings to Mowgli is for some reason in my head
"Trust In Meeeee"
It's been raining a lot in California lately. I was down in Rancho Cucamonga for Kevin's 21st last weekend and it hailed and rained and the streets flooded and here the combination of wind and rain has been insane. Although being in it (especially when you're trying to get gas) can be pretty annoying, but just witnessing it is truely amazing to me. Laura and I were talking about this earlier and its like nature is saying "what up now suckas" We as humans think we're a badass dominating species yet on days like this we are put in our place, and I think its wonderful. I was driving to school and I watched as the traffic lights swayed in the wind and I just thought, just a little more and that thing is going down. We are weak and I love it.
I feel like watching Winnie the Pooh now. "And the rain rain rain falls down down down"
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2004 25 February :: 1.13pm
:: Music: rascal flatts
uh
well snowboarding was a great time. and like usual my right leg is killing me right now!
tonight i have to go and see 12th night for my theatre class.
last night i had another weird dream.....
chucky (the doll that kills people) was after me, and i was in this giant hotel, and i kept getting in the elevator but i was always getting off at level 5....but it would go like way up or way down, but it would always be level 5. it was weird. and i woke up and cnn was on my tv.....i was watching sports center when i went to bed...channel 7...i woke up wiht channel 17 on???? okray
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2004 24 February :: 11.39pm
:: Mood: listless
:: Music: incubus
Shakespeare...i wish i could write half as eloquently...
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love,
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
Oh, no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests.. and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love is not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out.. even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
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2004 24 February :: 3.45pm
IM GOING SNOWBOARDING TONIGHT!
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2004 24 February :: 2.13pm
euripides
your very silence shows you agree.
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2004 22 February :: 8.44am
happy 21st to one of my most fab friends, ms. sarah vivian.
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2004 20 February :: 3.07pm
february 20, 1967
kurt cobain would have been 37 today. i hope you're doing alright, buddy.
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2004 19 February :: 11.04pm
well what can i say, im a spoiled bizotch, the tickets might be being changed to tuesday!
i got my first lax injury today, i have a slash on my right pointer finger, its about an inch long and wont stop bleeding, its been bleeding for like an hour about.
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