friends | profile | guestbook


How Wonderful Life is While You're in the World.

recent entries | past entries


:: 2002 5 October :: 1.10 am
:: Mood: Good for the most part
:: Music: Pray [Distrubed]

My eyes still tell me I'm sleepy.
I feel better.

I don't feel like there is so much depending on how quickly I get bored with things. Maybe I'll just see how all this goes...Or, maybe I'll just run away from all of them. Might be fun.

I think that the best idea I've had all day is coming....hold on..Almost got it.

Got it.

I'm going to bed.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 1 October :: 6.33 pm
:: Mood: crappy
:: Music: Dream On [Led Zeppelin]

Damn it. I want a pony.
I should be feeling love...but I don't. I just don't. I know there are people that do. It's just not what I want. Love is so dumb. Goodness. Maybe I'll go back to my first plan and just give up on this shit.

Dream on...

3 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 29 September :: 12.40 am
:: Mood: Rather Silly for the time being
:: Music: Pretty Girl [SugarCult]

Tbaby92588: So...dee dee dum...*whisles* *Trys to look innocent* WHAT DID YOU GET ME?!?!?!?!?!
Sheels21489: lol
Sheels21489: not telling! HA!
Tbaby92588: Ahem.
Tbaby92588: Sheely
Sheels21489: yes??
Tbaby92588: This is Theresa's...great aunt tommy. I'd like to know what yougot her.
Sheels21489: aunt tommy?
Sheels21489: nice theresa
Tbaby92588: I'm Polish

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 29 September :: 12.02 am
:: Mood: awake
:: Music: Fur Elise [Beethoven]

Shrine going to plan.

Found Pictures of the child when he was a tot and growing.

Odd hair.

Must tell Molly.

Give it time, Theresa, give it time.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 28 September :: 5.20 pm
:: Mood: Amazed
:: Music: Music From Les Miserables

Ippo?! Translation: What the hell?
The more I think about this subject...the more I think of the number seven. Good, happy, lucky number. Hott Number might I add?

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 28 September :: 10.22 am
:: Mood: thoughtful

::Digs in pocket:: Rats. I can't tell my gum from my silly putty.
I'm thinking about giving up all together. But, how could I? Eh? What if I just want to be alone for a little bit? Without anyone by my side. I am grateful. I really am. I'm just oh so tired of it.

How am I going to find out who I am when someone else is looking, too?

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 27 September :: 4.38 pm
:: Mood: Good. Good? Fuck that! I'm GREAT!!!
:: Music: I dunno...but I wanna DANCE!

Copy that: She is beautiful
And so they said..."This lady has it in spades, and I'm standing here holding a soft drink, all but speechless. She's amazing."

Why don't you look professional? With the hair, and the clothes. Oh, look, you even have the shoes. That's hot.

I feel silly. I want to dance. I want to sing and cry and laugh and what's more? Giggle. I want to giggle. Life is so good. Thank you.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 23 September :: 10.48 pm
:: Mood: gloomy
:: Music: What else? [Phillys perfect Band CD]

So he said...This is gonna work.
He has a opportunity of a lifetime and I don't blame him for taking it. I just don't like that it isn't towards my well being. Is it ok to be selfish when you love who he is?

Just please, don't let January come to quick...

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 20 September :: 10.01 pm
:: Mood: happy
:: Music: Something from the Renisance...

Toot! Toot! I'm a tugboat!
I'm happy. I'm happy cause my dream is coming true. Maybe not exactly how I want it to, but I'm working on it. Sometimes I really wonder why people aren't laughing all the time. Life is good. Oh, and I don't give up on love anymore. It did seem like a good idea, but I found that I'm happy when I'm loved. I'm happy when I'm being hugged by someone I care about and love the same way they love me. Yes, there are different kinds of love. I'm living one right now. In two different ways. Isn't that silly?

By the way...He winked at me. I liked that.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 19 September :: 12.57 pm
:: Mood: restless
:: Music: Power Man 5000~ When Worlds Collide

Don't steal my sunshine
I have a story for you...

I was cooking soup for lunch, in the microwave. The directions said to cover it up, but I didn't. I came up stairs and it smelled like soup so I went over and opened the microwave....

POP!

Soup right on my shirt!

Moral: Cover up your soup, Kiddies, someone could get hurt.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 18 September :: 7.16 pm
:: Music: Overture for Winds~ Carter

Oh, the sweetness will not be concerned with me...
I was hurt and he wonders why. I'm having troubles relating to him once again. He is holding on to me. Just when I want him just as much is when he will let go. That hurts a lot too. He asked me what was wrong today and the hardest part was answering. I couldn't. I didn't. I lied to him. He is the one who made me this way. He is the one who is dealing with it now. I'm scared of being the hurt one. I've done that. It's not fun.

"Why do you always find a way to not touch me?"

Has he created a monster?

6 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 15 September :: 11.24 am
:: Mood: Happy Pappy
:: Music: Beethoven's 9th Symphony Third Movement. My favorite.

People who get nostalgic about childhood were obviously never children.
Today is happy and so am I! Life is good. I had pancakes for breakfast.

10 days till my birthday. Oh Joy!

2 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 14 September :: 2.09 pm
:: Mood: sleepy
:: Music: U2- The Sweetest Thing

Your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elderberies!
I took advantage of the system when I took all the muffins... I don't really feel bad tho, cause I wasn't the only one... bwahahaha

Oh, I'd like to say that Toby makes stange noises when he doesn't get his way.....

2 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 12 September :: 10.20 pm
:: Mood: amused


Which PPG are you?

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2002 12 September :: 10.02 pm
:: Mood: loved
:: Music: Insane Clone Pose

"So...they bark when they're landing?"
I love him, very much, I do. He said “Forever” today. It made me happy. Very happy. Happy Pappy once again. I guess I knew all along what was missing. ;-D

..you can tell everybody this is your song.

Woohu.com | Random Journal