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Friday, February 13th, 2004 | 10:32 am |
so i got into a wreck last night. i'm ok. jessi is ok. the car is fucked up. not totaled, but fucked anyway. no other cars involved. i'll explain later. i'm ok. jessi is ok. promise. | Thursday, January 29th, 2004 | 11:33 pm |
OK THIS IS THE FIRST NIGHT IN......... I DON'T KNOW........ 3 WEEKS THAT I WON'T BE SLEEPING NEXT TO JESSI TONIGHT! I THINK I JUST MAY LOSE IT! I'LL JUST THINK OF IT AS IF SHE'S OUT ON A BUSINESS TRIP AND WILL BE BACK TOMORROW!fuck. | Sunday, January 26th, 2003 | 9:26 pm |
| Tuesday, November 26th, 2002 | 3:33 pm |
ON A SUPERFICIAL NOTE I want to reshave my head. I miss the spikey feeling it used to have and i'm sick of this inbetween nonsense that just does what it wants and my head is stuck in a hat for too many hours of the day. And i really need new shoes. These ked's have made it through all kinds of shit over the past year and half and they are falling apart on me. i will miss them, i've grown quite attached to them, but it's time for something new to start the new semester off. Sounds like a good plan to me... what do you think? and most of my jeans are waaaaaaayyyyyy too big now. I have to wear a belt with them now when i never really used to. I didn't lose weight because i've weighed the same amount since forever, but i know that i've toned up with all the walking that i've been doing. So i need some new cloths and some dyke shirts. Button up type will do me just fine. That would be sweet... new shoes, head shaved, new pants, and some dyke shirts. Fucking awesome. No doubt about it. OH well....
Jenny i love you. | Sunday, November 24th, 2002 | 11:57 pm |
| Tuesday, November 5th, 2002 | 2:33 pm |
TAKE ME AWAY IN YOUR YELLOW SUBMARINE AND LET IT SINK INTO OBLIVION In the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines So we sailed up to the sun Till we found the sea of green And we lived beneath the waves In our yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine And our friends are all on board Many more of them live next door And the band begins to play We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine As we live a life of ease Everyone of us has all we need Sky of blue and sea of green In our yellow submarine. We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine Current Mood: depressedCurrent Music: yellow submarine by the beatles | Wednesday, September 25th, 2002 | 9:00 pm |
| Wednesday, September 11th, 2002 | 11:59 pm |
PUBLIC POST Your Secret Fetish Is Piercings! Not only is the pain a big rush, as you know, piercings are a great sexual enhancer. Sure, you may not be able to get a job with your punctured face, but you will have incredible sex! Kiss and suck away, but don't get your piercings locked with your lover's. What's *Your* Secret Fetish? Click Here to Find Out! | 10:22 am |
Serious Public ENTRY I realize there are plenty of us on the lj family that have lost or came close to losing someone this day last year. Know that you are not alone in your confusion, pain, anger, and fear. I know that i came close to losing a whole set of very close family members and I don't know what i'd do if i had lost them. Just keep our heros in mind today and our families (biological and not) in our hearts. Bc at the end of the day they are all that really matters. **hugs to all** | Wednesday, September 4th, 2002 | 10:32 pm |
ANOTHER PUBLIC ENTRY!! THIS IS THE SECOND ONE IN A COUPLE OF WEEKS. I AMAZE MYSELF. > The Wooden Bowl > > A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law and 4 year old > grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight blurred, and his step > faltered. > > The family ate together at the table, but the elderly grandfather's shaky > hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off the spoon > onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. > The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. > > "We must do something with Grandpa," said the son. "I have had enough of > spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor." So the husband and > the wife set a small table in the corner. There Grandpa ate alone while > the rest of the family enjoyed their dinner. Since Grandpa had broken a > dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced > in Grandpa's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat > alone. > > Still the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he > dropped his fork or spilled food. The 4 year old watched it all in > silence. > > One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood > scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" > Just as sweetly the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little wooden bowl > for you and Mom to eat your food when I grow up." The 4 year old smiled > and went on with his work. > > The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears > started to stream down their cheeks. Though no words were spoken, > both knew what must be done. > > That evening the husband took the Grandfather's hand and gently led > him to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal > with the family. > > For some reason, neither the husband or wife seemed to care any longer > when a fork dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. > > On a positive note, I have learned that, no matter what happens, how bad > it seems today, life goes on, and it will be better tomorrow. > I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she > handles 3 things:- a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas > lights. > > I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, > you will miss them when they are gone from your life. > > I've learned that making a "living" is not the same as making a life. > I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. > I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on > both hands. You need to be able to throw something back. > I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But, if > you focus on your family, your friends, and the needs of others, your > work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you. > I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I > usually make the right decision. > I've learned that everyday, you should reach out and touch someone. > People love that human touch-holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly > pat on the back. > I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. > I've learned that you should pass this on to everyone that you care about. > I just did. > > Sometimes they just need a little something to make them smile. > People will forget what you said. people will forget what you did. > But people never will forget how you made them feel. | 12:56 am |
OH WOW A PUBLIC ENTRY! ISN'T IT AMAZING! There were 11 people hanging onto a rope that came down from a helicopter. Ten men and one woman. The rope was starting to fray so they all agreed that one person should let go because if they didn't, the rope would break and everyone would die. No one could decide who should go, so finally the woman gave a really touching speech, saying how she would give up her life to save theirs, because women were used to giving up things for their husbands and children, giving into men, and that after all, men were the superior sex and must be saved. When she finished speaking, all the men clapped. Never underestimate the power of a woman | Sunday, August 18th, 2002 | 8:21 am |
so.... i survived my first day and night in Chapel hill.... great! I still feel a little scechie about stuff, but i guess confindence comes with time. I'm about to go get my books... joy! I hope the line isn't too long. | Friday, August 16th, 2002 | 5:41 pm |
i go to chapel hill tomorrow. i'm going to college. great............ what am i gonna do now? | 5:41 pm |
i go to chapel hill tomorrow. i'm going to college. great............ what am i gonna do now? | Saturday, August 10th, 2002 | 3:12 pm |
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You are 27% geek | | You are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often have geeks as friends and/or have a job where you have to mediate between geeks and normal people. This is an important role and one of which you should be proud. In fact, you can make a good deal of money as a translator. Normal: Tell our geek we need him to work this weekend.
You [to Geek]: We need more than that, Scotty. You'll have to stay until you can squeeze more outta them engines!
Geek [to You]: I'm givin' her all she's got, Captain, but we need more dilithium crystals!
You [to Normal]: He wants to know if he gets overtime.
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| Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com | Thursday, August 8th, 2002 | 3:22 pm |
HAPPY B-DAY!!
I hope that you have had a wonderful day! You're now 22!!! Getting old are we? LOL. Anyway, i hope you have a good day and it's only a few more days until you get your ultimate bday present... and that's being with you baby in cally!!! YYYYYAAAAAYYYY!!
Love ya, Tasha | Sunday, August 4th, 2002 | 4:32 am |
A stoners mantra Life's a bitch And so am I But in the end we all get high So if in life you don't succeed Fuck it all And smoke some weed</font color>
It's too early to be awake. I haven't slept and I'd like to. But now i have this stupid rhyme stuck in my head. I shouldn't have been thinking about high school. Some how it made me think of the bathroom stalls and this written in large letters on the back of one. BLAH Current Mood: sleepy | Friday, August 2nd, 2002 | 11:40 pm |
blue skies smilin at me nothing but blue skies do i see blue birds singin a song nothing but blue birds all day long blue days all of them gone nothing but blue skies from now on |
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