oooo lala!

Thu, 17 Jan 2008 20:00:05 GMT

"The proper prescription for the fatal depression which killed Elie Wiesel's father would have been food, rest, and tender loving care rather than lithium, Thorazine, Prozac, or Tofranil....workers in the field of mental health at various times in different parts of the world must find themselves asked to make healthy people happier in cultures and societies which have gone insane." oh i could quote forever.

I'm gonna be a nanny to two beautiful babies!

Mon, 14 Jan 2008 18:22:20 GMT

a pretty girl is like a violent crime, If you do it wrong you could do time but if you do it right it is sublime. i'm so in love with you, girl, It's like I'm on the moon. I can't really breathe, but I feel lighter. a melody is like a pretty girl. who cares if it's the dumbest in the world? it's all about the way that it unfurls. a pretty girl is like a pretty girl.

oh god. the way things are going are the way they've always been going - bland and boring. the things that were exciting are just routine now and, lord, i need some refreshing. all in all, living in my own little world is going well. things are good. i don't need anyone, but i sure like having some of these people around.

Sat, 08 Dec 2007 00:33:03 GMT

oh god.
i need to vacation immediatly and get away from everythang. i'm getting my lisence on the 17th. shit.
fuck shit.
i gotta practice.
whatever.

Fri, 30 Nov 2007 00:03:46 GMT

the guys are feeling good about their liquor run
the girls are kinda flirting with the setting sun
we all kind of fumbled through the jitter bug
we were all powered up on some new upper drug
and everything was partying
everyone was pretty
and everyone was coming towards the center of the city
the dancefloor was crowded, the bathrooms were worse
we kissed in your car and we drank from your purse
i had my mouth on her nose when the chaperon said we were dancing too close
we had some massive nights
we got the songs just right
and all i want is time
yea your friends are pretty cool and my friends were acting cool
there weren't any fights
there's usually one or two
some guys they get a little bit uptight
some girls they got something to prove
we had some massive highs
we had some crushing lows
we had some lusty little crushes
we had those all-ages hardcore matinée shows
and i was down on my knees when the chaperon said that it was time for me to leave.

Thu, 29 Nov 2007 23:09:50 GMT

I can't believe I'm blogging.

I have nothing to whine about, nothing to boast about; I have nothing to say that i haven't already said.
The past few months have been a blur of constant epiphanies and learning. It''s just been all around good. Oh, God I'm dull, duller now than I ever was before.

But I think thats the key to everything... not being dull, but being simple. Never in my life have I been flooded with so much work, change, or drama but, I'm happier now than I've ever been. I'm not going to let myself believe that it's because of Tim, or even Will or Rob. It has nothing to do with anyone but me. I'm finally getting it. yahoo!

and i'm blogging about "getting it!" boooo!

I'm just soaking up all life has to give me. I'm willingly giving and not expecting anything in return. Morals and ethics and logic and facts. It's all making sense now. I'ts all so simple!!!!!!!!!

my mind is lost.

but what is comes down to is one simple fact: belief is nearly the whole of the Universe, whether based on truth or not.