[26 Nov 2005|05:10pm] barbara ward of towson say something

today [12 Jun 2005|04:36pm] [ mood | content ] So today I went to the JCC to engage in Dr. Naismith's wonderful invention, also known as basketball. People Really Said These Things In Court Q: What is your date of birth? A: July fifteenth. Q: What year? A: Every year. Q: This myasthenia gravis - does it affect your memory at all? A: Yes. Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory? A: I forget. Q: You forget. Can you give us an example of something that you've forgotten? Q: All your responses must be oral, okay? What school did you go to? A: Oral. Q: How old is your son - the one living with you. A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which. Q: How long has he lived with you? A: Forty-five years. Q: What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke that morning? A: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?" Q: And why did that upset you? A: My name is Susan. Q: Sir, what is your IQ? A: Well, I can see pretty well, I think. Q: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in the voodoo occult? A: We both do. Q: Voodoo? A: We do. Q: You do? A: Yes, voodoo. Q: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning? Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year old, how old is he? Q: Were you present when your picture was taken? Q: Was it you or your younger brother who was killed in the war? Q: Did he kill you? Q: How far apart were the vehicles at the time of the collision? Q: You were there until the time you left, is that true? Q: How many times have you committed suicide? Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th? A: Yes. Q: And what were you doing at that time? Q: She had three children, right? A: Yes. Q: How many were boys? A: None. Q: Were there any girls? Q: You say the stairs went down to the basement? A: Yes. Q: And these stairs, did they go up also? Q: Mr. Slattery, you went on a rather elaborate honeymoon, didn't you? A: I went to Europe, sir. Q: And you took your new wife? Q: How was your first marriage terminated? A: By death. Q: And by whose death was it terminated? Q: Can you describe the individual? A: He was about medium height and had a beard. Q: Was this a male, or a female? Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney? A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work. Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people? A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people. Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the body? A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m. Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time? A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy. say something

senior week [11 Jun 2005|02:19pm] [ mood | tired ] [ music | Nirvana--Come As You Are ] So I just got back from senior week...and it was totally awesome as expected Got out to Ocean City about noon on Monday After which many, many things happened Playing mini-golf happened the most times And a lot of things are tied as having happened the fewest times, which is one. Things which never happened don't count. And then I got back at like 3 AM this morning. Oh an I picked up this souvenir T-shirt that says "What happens at Senior Week stays in Ocean City" Amen, brother. Amen. 2 // say something

totally random, incoherent ramblings while I prepare to leave for senior week [05 Jun 2005|08:40pm] [ mood | nostalgic ] [ music | The Mars Volta--The Widow ] This song reminds me of the third grade, when it seemed like Life is bigger It’s bigger than you And you are not me The lengths that I will go to The distance in your eyes Oh no, I’ve said too much I set it up That’s me in the corner That’s me in the spotlight Losing my religion Trying to keep up with you And I don’t know if I can do it Oh no, I’ve said too much I haven’t said enough I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try Every whisper Of every waking hour i’m Choosing my confessions Trying to keep an eye on you Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool Oh no, I’ve said too much I set it up Consider this Consider this The hint of the century Consider this The slip that brought me To my knees failed What if all these fantasies Come flailing around Now I’ve said too much I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try But that was just a dream That was just a dream But that was just a dream Try, cry, why try? That was just a dream Just a dream, just a dream Dream There's nothing left to say That one station, 106.5, I used to listen to it like all the time back in third grade, so most of my memories from then have a song from 106.5 that they would play attached to it I remember waking up for school one morning, a little earlier than usual, and turning on the radio and watching the sun rise Baby, baby, I'm taken with the notion To love you with the sweetest of devotion Baby, baby, my tender love will flow from The bluest sky to the deepest ocean Stop for a minute Baby, I'm so glad you're mine, yeah You're mine Baby, baby, the stars are shinin' for you And just like me, I'm sure that they adore you Baby, baby, go walkin' through the forest The birds above a-singin' you a chorus Stop for a minute Baby, they're so glad you're mine, oh yeah And ever since the day You put my heart in motion Baby, I realize that there's Just no getting over you I wouldn't be caught dead listening to Amy Grant today The years fly by so fast It's really been eleven years since I moved to Maryland. But third grade, that's one of the most powerful memories Because otherwise nostalgia would be unnecesary Moving on is love. 1 // say something

who would've thought [04 Jun 2005|04:44pm] [ mood | nostalgic ] [ music | Billy Joel--Just the way you are ] Yes, who would've thought, for the second day in a row, I decided to access my once dormant livejournal account and let you, the reading public, know what is up with my life. So today is my high school graduation party, and I got all dressed up and all--think prom but without the tux shoes. I've gotten down the whole piano intro to Ordinary People by John Legend. Hmm guess there's not much else to say at the moment; I did kind of cover a whole lot of ground yesterday... Oh and one more thing... LEAVE COMMENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you. Don't go changing to try and please me, You never let me down before. And don't imagine you're too familiar, And I don't see you anymore. I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble, We never could have come this far. I took the good times, I'll take the bad times, I'll take you just the way you are. Don't go trying some new fashion. Don't change the color of your hair. You always have my unspoken passion, Although I might not seem to care. I don't want clever conversation, I never want to work that hard. I just want someone that I can talk to, I want you just the way you are. I need to know that you will always be, The same old someone that I knew. What will it take till you believe in me, The way that I believe in you? I said I love you and that's forever, And this I promise from the heart. I could not love you any better, I love you just the way you are. I don't want clever conversation, I never want to work that hard. I just want someone that I can talk to, I want you just the way you are. I said I love you and that's forever, And this I promise from the heart. I could not love you any better, I love you just the way you are. 2 // say something

ohemefgeelolz an update [04 Jun 2005|12:00am] [ mood | confused ] [ music | Doors--Riders on the Storm ] So for the first time in a while I'm going to update my livejournal (more like deadjournal) without the prodding of a certain trendy fish. Many things have happened between April 26th, my last update, and now: I've grown older (hopefully...) Made and lost millions on the stock market (where's Martha Stewart when you need her?) Fallen in love (where's Martha Stewart when you need her?...OK so I'm just kidding about the Martha Stewart part) Had a kickass time at my prom (with the best prom date ever) Written an episode of Family Guy (in case you were wondering why it was even better than usual that one week) Graduated from high school second in my class (number one loser!) Gone to a theme park and ridden roller coasters like it's my job (reminded me a lot of that third thing I did..) Seen Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith Opened a Starbucks in my house Run against Bobby Zirkin for....what is it that he does again? Started a jam band with Trey Anastasio called Pin the Tail on the Donkey Lost twenty pounds Received a minor league contract from the Kansas City Royals Updated my livejournal OK so obviously not all of those are things I really did; I'll leave it to you to decide which are true and which are not.... exactly half are true, comment me with the ones you think are true! Next on the docket is Senior Week Yes, that fun-filled time of year when all us seniors flock to the beach to......what is it we do there again? Guess I'll find out and include it in my next post But until then..... Hey kid, rock and roll Rock on, ooh, my soul Hey kid, boogey too, did ya Hey shout, summertime blues Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes Hey kid, rock and roll, rock on And where do we go from here Which is the way that's clear Still looking for that blue jean, baby queen Prettiest girl I ever seen See her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean Jimmy Dean Rock on these conversations kill 1 // say something

[26 Apr 2005|09:09pm] rbTrEnDyfish4dmb: will you please update your livejoural, and make this poor, tragic sould happy? Yes, it's come at last............ Another update. OK so here's the deal I am less than a month away from being done with school for...... well, actually its only for like three months, but next time around I won't be returning to Franklin, but rather..... The University of California Yes, the very one, located in fabulous Berkeley, California, home of hippies, transients, college kids, beautiful scenery, and Karl Siganporia So four more days left in this month and then.... BAM It's MAY! I'm definitely going to learn to speak French and Italian I have to say I'm happy with everything, and that is because everything I presently know to be reality is about to disappear forever, so even if I hate it normally I can't help but love it, kind of like that relative who you constantly bicker with but then you discover they have a horrible illness and reconcile with them, yea sorta like that. These next few months are going to be great because, for a brief, shining moment, all us seniors will be without obligations or any such nonsense.....in limbo essentially And then of course all this will start over again But I digress Well actually this whole journal entry is a digression of the conversation displayed above To wit Time for a song Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been. You've been in the pipeline, filling in time, provided with toys and Scouting for Boys. You bought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's fool, So welcome to the machine. Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream. You dreamed of a big star, he played a mean guitar, He always ate in the Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the machine. I've been on a Pink Floyd kick as of late...that's "Welcome to the machine" in case you were wondering And with that I say Good Evening. 1 // say something

[23 Mar 2005|08:40pm] rbTrEnDyfish4dmb: GOD DAMNIT KARL UPDATE YOUR LIVEJOURNAL rbTrEnDyfish4dmb: this is an ORDER Ah the things that inspire us. It's going to be a long month, because it has three more days than the last month....which is totally insane. Ok so how about some free-association writing Today it rained like there was no tomorrow, and it was really cold, and I just kept thinking, and it was cloudy, and I liked how we learned about schizophrenia because it was interesting. I sometimes wonder why I pretend to not know even simple facts about my own existence in order to not seem overly proud of them, even things like "I throw shotput for track", an older example. Why are there such things as curse words, why can't people just look at words as words, they're just letters strung together anyway. And why are there so many decency laws, and yet no universal health care. While people are dying without proper treatment for their ills why do we even spend a second debating whether there should be parental advisory labels on CDs, whether violent movies and media should be banned. Is it a compliment to call someone laid-back, because I think it is; that actually is a trait I reserve for those who I hold in the highest regard, at least, I think so anyway. I'd love to learn how to speak French. And Tennessee is filled with beautiful girls, I'd highly reccomend it. And now of course for some lyrics. Well I was sitting, waiting, wishing You believed in superstitions Then maybe you'd see the signs The Lord knows that this world is cruel I ain't the Lord, I'm just a fool and in love with somebody don't make them love you Must I always be waiting, waiting on you Must I always be playing, playing your fool I sang your songs, I danced your dance I gave your friends all a chance Putting up with them wasn't worth never having you Maybe you've been through this before But it's my first time so please ignore These next few lines because they're directed at you I can't always be waiting, waiting on you I can't always be playing, playing your fool I keep playing your part But it's not my scene Want this plot to twist I've had enough mystery Keep building it up Then shooting me down But I'm already down Just wait a minute Just sitting, waiting Just wait a minute Just sitting, waiting Well if I was in your position I'd put down all my amuntintion I'd wonder why it had taken me so long But the lord knows that I'm not you and if I was I wouldn't be so cruel cause waitin' on love ain't so easy to do Must I always be waiting, waiting on you Must I always be playing, playing your fool 1 // say something

Kalends [01 Mar 2005|03:34pm] [ mood | sick ] [ music | Stone Temple Pilots-Big Empty ] That's right, it's the first day of March. It's amazing how quickly Black History Month passes by every year :( Although, it is like two or three whole days shorter than every other montth. So I guess it really does make sense in a weird, philosophical kind of way. So today I discovered that if I want I can spend the next four years in Orange County, California. Yea, THE Orange County, home of Disney Land, the Jack Black movie, the popular T.V. show, Raging Waters, yuppies, Asian yuppies, beaches, and a host of other happy and fun things. Two hours late?..........Two hours late!...............TWO HOURS LATE?! How could this happen? We were SO CLOSE to a 6 DAY WEEKEND. Was not to be, however. It's really horrible that the Stone Temple Pilots broke up. Driving faster in my car, Falling farther from just what we are Smoke a cigarette and lie some more These conversations kill - Falling faster in my car Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden Time to take a ride, it leaves today no conversation Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden Time to wait to long to wait to long to wait to long Too much walkin' shoes worn thin Too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin Time to catch a ride it leaves today Her name is what it means Too much walkin' shoes worn thin Time to take her home Conversations kill But then one of the guys from STP decided to join in this group called Velvet Revolver, they're pretty good also. It's been a long year Since you've been gone I've been alone here I've grown old I fall to pieces, I'm falling Fell to pieces and I'm still falling Every time I'm falling down All alone I fall to pieces I keep a journal of memories I'm feeling lonely, I can't breathe I fall to pieces, I'm falling Fell to pieces and I'm still falling All the years I've tried With more to go Will the memories die I'm waiting Will I find you Can I find you We're falling down I'm falling say something

Day 5 [28 Feb 2005|04:43pm] [ mood | indescribable ] [ music | Alice in Chains-Heaven Beside You ] Nirvana: Greatest band ever?? Yes. 1.Teenage angst has paid off well Now I'm bored and old Self-appointed judges judge More than they have sold 2.I will never bother you I will never promise to I will never follow you I will never bother you Never speak a word again I will crawl away for good I will move away from here You won't be afraid of fear No thought was put in to this I always knew it would come to this Things have never been so swell I have never failed to fail Pain You know you're right I'm so warm and calm inside I no longer have to hide Let’s talk about someone else She just wants to love herself I will move away from here You won't be afraid of fear No thought was put into this I always knew it'd come to this Things have never been so swell I have never failed to fail Pain You know you're right That's right, it's now been five days since me or any one else for that matter has had to grace the halls of their respective schools with their presence. Somehow I'm in an Alice in Chains kinda mood Be what you wanna be See what you came to see Been what you wanna be I don’t like what I see Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you... hell within And you think you have it still, heaven inside you So there’s problems in your life That’s fucked up, and I’m not blind I’m just see through faded, super jaded And out of my mind So now that I've found the perfect tune to describe my mood today, which is indescribable, I next wanted to find out what exactly this song means. To me, it's talking about that feeling you get when it's snowing outside and its really cold....Although I might be biased, because it is in fact snowing outside and really cold. Alice in Chains though, what an awesome band, definitely one of my favorites. So today, I woke up about 715, after many failed attempts to fall asleep again About five hours later, I read through the entirety of someone's live journal And then I began updating my own, and that's what I'm doing right now. Since we're obviously having another day off tomorrow, I'm gonna be trying to come up with ways to stay occupied. Snowball fight, anyone? 1 // say something

snoooow [27 Feb 2005|08:06pm] [ mood | mellow ] [ music | Maroon 5-Secret ] It's gonna snow tomorrow! 6-10 inches! So today I show up at the bowling place, to raise money for systic fibrosis. Everyone just left the donations and left. So no bowling, but we did help people with systic fibrosis. Good stuff. And we're definitely getting off of school for the next two days for snow, I mean, there's no question about it! Or at least I hope so, because all my work for school remains conspicuously undone. And I really want to have a snowball fight and all. And besides, this will probably be the last snowfall I see for a long time, since next year I'll probably be in.................CALIFORNIA!!! Oh but wait there's mountains everywhere there...... California really has EVERYTHING. I'm surprised everyone doesn't move there. Speaking of California.... Here's some Maroon 5 (sorry Heather hahaa) Watch the sunrise Say your goodbyes Off we go Some conversation No contemplation Hit the road Car overheats Jump out of my seat On the side of the highway baby Our road is long Your hold is strong Please don't ever let go Oh No I'm driving fast now Don't think I know how to go slow Where you at now I feel around There you are Cool these engines Calm these jets I ask you how hot can it get And as you wipe of beads of sweat Slowly you say "I'm not there yet!" say something

Hide and Seek [27 Feb 2005|12:00am] [ music | Nirvana-Stay Away ] That's right, today I had the distinct pleasure of watching the Robert DeNiro/Dakota Fanning thriller Hide and Seek. I thought it was pretty good, Heather hated it, and Shayna gave it mixed reviews. Well I guess actually all of that happened yesterday, it's already Sunday! So today, I'm going to go bowling for a good cause. The proceeds, it turns out, benefit Systic Fibrosis. Yesterday I also learned how to play that Coldplay song, The Scientist. And now for the lyrical stylings of Chingy and J/Weav We started off casual; walks through the park Candle light dinners by dark, I'm thinkin smart (smart) Of course she might think I'm in a rush To touch, clutch and be up, but baby I ain't on that stuff Dropped her off and told her call me up, we can talk Conversate about political subjects whatever's thought So I zoomed off, lookin by and my phone rang It was her in the shower, (she said) she said "I couldn't do without ya" Then I said. . . (You, could, roll, wit, me) You call if you wanna rollll wit me (If you was my baby) I'm only one call away And then some Nirvana, they're good stuff Monkey see, monkey do (I don't know why). I'd rather be dead than cool. (I don't know why). Every line ends in rhyme (I don't know why). Less is more, love is blind (I don't know why). Stay. Staaaaaaaaaaaay Awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Staaaaaaaaaaaay Awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Staaaaaaaaaaaay Awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Give an inch, take a smile (I don't know why). Fashion shifts, fashion style (I don't know why). Throw it out and keep it in (I don't know why). Have to have perfect skin (I don't know why). Stay. Staaaaaaaay Awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Staaaaaaaay Awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Staaaaaaaay Awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. 1 // say something

Thursday [24 Feb 2005|09:04pm] [ mood | excited ] [ music | Coldplay - The Scientist ] Kind of a slow day, a snow day, woke up at about.....1 or so.. So really the day was shot, but then, I looked out the window and noticed that the snow hadn't accumulated at all. So that was pretty sweet, a day off that was by accident. So I came downstairs, And listened to some music of course. And watched the snow, And went out for a bit And tomorrow's Friday And now for some Coldplay Come up to meet you, tell you I’m sorry You don’t know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell you I need you Tell you I set you apart Tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions Oh lets go back to the start Running in circles, coming up tails Heads on a silence apart Nobody said it was easy Oh it’s such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said that it would be this hard Oh take me back to the start I was just guessing at numbers and figures Pulling your puzzles apart Questions of science, science and progress Do not speak as loud as my heart Tell me you love me, come back and haunt me Oh and I rush to the start Running in circles, chasing our tails Coming back as we are Nobody said it was easy Oh it’s such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said it would be so hard I’m going back to the start Wow two updates in a week I must be butter Cause I'm on a roll say something

It's been awhile since I could........update my live journal [22 Feb 2005|03:14pm] [ mood | contemplative ] [ music | Ordinary People ] I haven't updated in.....a long time. So much has happened. Like, I came back from California. School started. And then there was Christmas.. New Year's... I turned 17... Valentine's Day... President's Day... And then there was February 22nd, when I decided to update my live journal Happy Holidays All is quiet on New Year's day A world in white gets underway I want to be with you, be with you, night and day Nothing changes on New Year's day On New Year's day Oh and another interesting thing happened between my last update and this one I discovered the Eagles I was standing All alone against the world outside You were searching For a place to hide Lost and lonely Now you've given me the will to survive Love will keep us alive And John Legend Girl, I'm in love with you, This ain't the honey moon, Past the infatuation phase, Right in the thick of love, At times we get sick of love, It seems like we argue everyday. I know I misbehaved, And you've made your mistakes, And we both still got room left to grow. And though love sometimes hurts, I still put you first, And we'll make this thing work, But I think we should take it slow. We're just ordinary people, We don't know which way to go, Cause we're ordinary people, Maybe we should take it slow, take it slow. This time we'll take it slow, take it slow. This time we'll take it slow. This ain't a movie, no. No fairy tale conclusion, ya'll, It gets more confusing everyday. Sometimes it's heaven sent, Then we head back to hell again. We kiss then we make up on the way. I hang up, you call, We rise and we fall, And we feel like just walking away, As our love advances, We take second chances, Though it's not a fantasy, I still want you to stay. We're just ordinary people, We don't know which way to go, Cause we're ordinary people, Maybe we should take it slow, take it slow. This time we'll take it slow, take it slow. This time we'll take it slow, take it slow. Maybe we'll live and learn, Maybe we'll crash and burn, Maybe you'll stay, Maybe you'll leave, Maybe you'll return. Maybe another fight. Maybe we won't survive. Maybe we'll grow, we never know, Baby, you and I So I'm gonna try and update a lot more often, and be a lot more specific about what actually happens Like for example, today I went to school. I described the ancient art of square dancing to an eager english class. I left school. I decided to update my live journal after seeing a really good one It listed ten random things Nine places visited. Eight things they wanted to do before they die Seven ways to win their heart Six things they believe in Five things they're afraid of Four favorite bedroom items. Three things they do everyday Two things they are trying not to do And one person they want to see right now. well now I guess I have to answer that. Ten random things: My favorite color is blue. I'm afraid of telling the truth, or of dying in a really stupid way, like accidentally running into a beehive. I like fast cars. It's been years since I've been to the zoo. I'm convinced that, if they could, everyone would move to San Diego. I love how there's a song for just about every situation. And a Seinfeld episode for so many situations (wait so does that count as one random thing or two?) I love dancing Oh and rap music that they play at dances, I love that too. There's nothing better than the sweet morning air blowing across your face (I wish that was a quote) Nine places I've visited London Paris Zurich, and the highest train station in Europe The Bahamas India Los Angeles Yosemite New York Florida Eight things I want to do before I die Live for three-hundred years Climb Mount Everest Go to outer space Write a book Be President Discover the meaning of life Own a professional basketball or football team Act in a movie Seven ways to win my heart Jump me in a parking lot and tear it out of me Face me in one of my weekly jousting matches and convince me to not wear my armor, then pierce me with the lance and take out my heart Get a medical degree and falsely advise me that I am in need of a heart transplant, then take it Wow this is getting really morbid...umm....I guess you could just try askin real nice... Be passionate and stuff And love me for who I be, and unconditionally (ok did I make it through that without sounding like a total wuss?....good) Six things I believe in A thing called love God everyone has a purpose the power of the color blue you me Five things I'm afraid of insects, particularly spiders conversation (how to fill those awkward silences?) confrontation consequences responsibility Four favorite bedroom items My bed Map of India A book by Kurt Vonnegut My alarm clock (I wouldn't be able to wake up on time and leave home...without it) Three things I do everyday Listen to music Listen to music some more Talk Two things I'm trying not to do Burn out Fade away One person I'd really like to see right now Why answer, the person I'd really like to see probably knows, and, really, no one else should, right? right. And then there were three Yea, that's right, just about three months left until..... Prom? Graduation? Senior Week? May? Dance Recital? Yea, about three months left until all of those. The day has gone by so quickly. In just three hours, I'll be in the middle of dance. Yea I forgot to mention that, I take dance. Street! Yea that's in May too. Damn I still haven't run out of room. Even after skipping all these lines, and writing so many more lines. Alright so tomorrow is Wednesday. I don't know what will happen yet. But here's hopin it's good. Oh by the way, pick up on the Staind reference in the subject title? It's been awhile since I could Hold my head up high etc., etc. And everything I can remember. 2 // say something

[10 Aug 2004|12:33am] There's a shadow just behind me, shrouding every breath I take, making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path called "must we" just before the son has come. Jesus, won't you fucking whistle something but the past and done? Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we drink forever. I just want to start things over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave, I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down. Trust me. Mother Mary won't you whisper something but what's past and done. Trust me. I want what I want. Tool-Sober say something

[23 Jul 2004|08:42pm] 1. Who are you? 2. Are we friends? 3. When and how did we meet? 4. How have I affected you? 5. What do you think of me? 6. What's the fondest memory you have of me? 7. How long do you think we will be friends? 8. Do you love me? 9. Do you have a crush on me? 10. Would you kiss me? 11. Would you hug me? 12. Do you wish I was cooler? 13. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I? 14. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. 15. Am I loveable? 16. How long have you known me? 17. Describe me in one word. 18. What was your first impression? 19. Do you still think that way about me now? 20. What do you think my weakness is? 21. Do you think I'll get married? 22. What makes me happy? 23. What makes me sad? 24. What reminds you of me? 25. If you could give me anything what would it be? 26. How well do you know me? 27. When's the last time you saw me? 28. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? 29. Do you think I could kill someone? 30. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same? 31. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen? 32. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you? say something

[23 Jul 2004|08:41pm] 32 questions only a girl could answer 1. Who are you? 2. Are we friends? 3. When and how did we meet? 4. How have I affected you? 5. What do you think of me? 6. What's the fondest memory you have of me? 7. How long do you think we will be friends? 8. Do you love me? 9. Do you have a crush on me? 10. Would you kiss me? 11. Would you hug me? 12. Do you wish I was cooler? 13. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I? 14. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. 15. Am I loveable? 16. How long have you known me? 17. Describe me in one word. 18. What was your first impression? 19. Do you still think that way about me now? 20. What do you think my weakness is? 21. Do you think I'll get married? 22. What makes me happy? 23. What makes me sad? 24. What reminds you of me? 25. If you could give me anything what would it be? 26. How well do you know me? 27. When's the last time you saw me? 28. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? 29. Do you think I could kill someone? 30. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same? 31. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen? 32. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you? 4 // say something

[08 Jun 2004|10:09pm] [ mood | frustrated ] [ music | Limp Bizkit- Counterfeit ] Sometimes I just can't find the right words to describe it. Sometimes, you just reach a point where words don't really work anymore, and I've gotten there. Maybe it's all too gruesome to think about, or not worth thinking about at all. But there aren't any words for it. None. 1 // say something

[05 Jun 2004|10:15pm] So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here. -Pink Floyd say something

[27 May 2004|06:43pm] I get up in the evening And I ain't got nothing to say I come home in the morning I go to bed feeling the same way I ain't nothing but tired Man, I'm just tired and bored with myself Hey there baby I could use just a little help You can't start a fire You can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark Message keeps getting clearer Radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place I check my look in the mirror I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face Man, I ain't getting nowhere just living in a dump like this There's something happening somewhere Baby I just know that there is You can't start a fire You can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark You sit around getting older There's a joke here somewhere and it's on me I'll shake this world off my shoulders Come on baby the laugh's on me Stay on the streets of this town And they'll be carving you up all right They say you gotta stay hungry Hey baby I'm just about starving tonight I'm dying for some action I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book I need a love reaction Come on now baby gimme just one look You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing In the dark You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart This gun's for hire Bruce Springsteen-Dancing in the dark say something

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