This song is so repetitive
.. thats for Sara...

Which Weezer Song Are You?Find Out!

*Give me that candy between your legs*
Well, today is Friday. In my opinion the best day of the week.
"Monday you can fall apart, Tuesday, Wednesday, break my heart, O Thursday doesn't even start. Its Friday I'm in love"- The cure!
Well this wonderful Friday, I went to school as usual. I had a horrendous AP World test. I think i did alright. B worthy. Then I had Newspaper.. fun as always. Then all boring things. Well after school i went to the movies with Dana and Stacey.
:::Here comes your man:::
We saw Tuck everlasting. I almost cried. Love.
Then Stacey, her parents and I went to get icecream.
Who is as excited as me for Halloween?!?!?!?
Non poetic.. non inspired.
Farsically yours
SBE

We like to talk about RED things
Well today was super! thanks for asking. Again my non petic self is showing is (ugly) head. Today was a half day and blah. It was kinda boring. I had to take a test which i finished an hour early (partly... ok all my fault) and i died of boredom. Counting the minutes. Well after school i went to Danas house to do this mass media thing. Backes. ugh. Well it was great!.. haha not really.. or really?
Well after all the funness of videotaping ourselves.. we saw this kid Marc and decided to have a little fun with him. So we went to his house and told him we were stalking him and kept videotaping him. He was so scared. Hilarious.. of course we aren't really stalking him. I think we annoyed the crap out of him... sorry but all in good fun eh?.. haha I have so much homework to do and i have to study for AP world and finish my article.. yeah right...
Boom Boom aint it great to be.. CRAZY

And now you've got me thinking about the first time that i met you...
... Standing in a crowded room but i could only see you..

I know this isn't poetic or anything.. but my poems aren't that great anyways.
I just need to say something

I was looking through my Omni yearbook today and its funny how many people i saw that i know, but i didn't know then. Its almost a "sick twist of fate" to think that we could have met so long ago. I figure thats how life works out sometimes.. but i can't help but wish we had met back in middle school. Things would be different then.

Also, Stacey and i were talking about how everyone in this town is connected. Its a big disturbing circle. I can't really give any examples but somehow people from my past (and hers) are again involved in our lives, or the lives of aquaintances.
Its SPOOKY!
I have a chemistry test to study for tomorrow and blah.. today bored me. just want to run.
i love "Sloppy firsts".. it is my life

How many special people change?
really written 9/13/01
"I'm trapped. I can't look away. Your eyes have enchanted me. There is something pure in them, it gives you away. Your different, unique, someone trying to fit in where i obviously don't belong. Your laugh is infectious. I can't help but smile. I go out of my way to see you. Its no trouble, it brightens my day. I know i am just a nobody; you don't even know i exist. I'm not even your type. Don't worry your not mine either, but let me ask you something. Do you believe in fate?"
interesting quote from an interesting person: "and if music be the food of love i'm overeating"

ARR!
"Please pass me by again. Don't acknowledge my existance. I'm not good enough for you anyways. . I feel as though I am sinking so low, i can't look up anymore. I'm sorry i don't shine. I'm sorry i'm not special or smart or pretty or insightful. I know i'll never live up to yuor expectations"

Plato
"I know I'm not pretty, of course i know. I'm reminded of it everyday. Everyday I'm surrounded by you, surrounded by everything i lack. Throw it in my face, I know you like to see me die inside. I could never compare to you, with your thousands of admirers. Here i am with no one.. hopeless. Let me cry alone. Don't comfort me with your worthless lies. I know your really laughing at my pain. I'm nothing to worry about. I've never felt more repulsive then i do right now. You never had faith in me. You string me along as your side kick. I'm never the one in the limelight. Ya know beauty is only skin deep"
Sorry to the person who this is about, you know who you are, but this is how i felt when i wrote it, not necessarily all the time

Old memories
"I need you to breath. You are my oxygen and I can never seem to get enough air anymore. I gasp, trying to fill my lungs to their full capacity. Something, someone, is blocking my passage. I'm dieing slowy being suffocated. Strangle me.. i have nothing to live for anymore. The sky is black now, can't seem to grow in this stifling darkness. Your lighting up some one elses life now and there is no hope for me. I am still struggling to breath you in."