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raise your hand if your life revolves around a carbonated alcoholic beverage and the south eastern part of the state in which you live............the numbers are shocking.
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| who wants to go???????? |
[13 May 2004|12:14am] |
Camping trip to cedar point sometime soon!!!! who wants to go???
bout a month and a half till Panama!!! woo hoo!!!!
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| the perks of being a wallflower |
[17 Mar 2004|02:26pm] |
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Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it
Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of it's new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.
Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly
That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each dammned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.
this was in a book i just read, and i know i've read this poem before, i just can't remember where or when
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[03 Mar 2004|11:03pm] |
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...........i miss my grandpa.................................
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| got a new job!!!! |
[24 Feb 2004|04:49pm] |
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.................today i sold one-hundred dollars worth of cosmetics to Barry Crocker................
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| unemployed........ |
[02 Dec 2003|10:30pm] |
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i will be at the end of january because store #354, the carlton cards at 12 oaks mall, the one at wich i am employed will be closed at the end of january!!!! damn american greeting!!!
raise your hand if you know that the price of a card is located on the back of it underneath the barcode!!!!! cuz most people seem not to!!!
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| im a model now |
[02 Dec 2003|12:04am] |
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hahaha, citi bank stole of pic of me. no, it's not me, but it sure looks like me. anyway, good job boys at the game tonight!!! aaron youre sooo awesome at soccer!!! hehehe, hope your knee feels better, nothing else to update about, same old crap, school, work, sleep.
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| it never ends |
[11 Oct 2003|11:05am] |
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it's pretty sad when someone you've known for a long time, (even though we were never really good friends) would call you just to ask you if someone did something. yeah, the drama never ends. and how did these people get my phone number? i have my suspicions. and to the person who called me, i think you know the answer to the question.
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| happy birthday to me |
[07 Oct 2003|10:31am] |
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thanks everyone for making this weekend a lot of fun!!!! i had a great birthday, except my mom was waiting for me to come home sunday and had all this stuff ready for me and i didnt get back till 1am after cedar point. im such a jerk. sorry mom!!!! and she got me such a great present too!!! she got me my first pair of diamonda earings!! my first pair ever!!! and a diamonda bracelet. and she made me a cake that said happy birthday christina i love you!! how sweet!! i love you mom!!! and thank you aaron for planing that whole trip and making it fun for me. thanks everyone who actually came!!! you guys are great!
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| fun on the farm |
[29 Sep 2003|11:24pm] |
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today was such a fun day!!!! wish there were more days like today. cant wait.
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| halfway to 40......... |
[23 Sep 2003|01:52am] |
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i might as well be dead!!! so i've noticed that umbrellas really dont keep you all that dry. walking from the parking structure to general lectures with a hoodie on, and an umbrella covering me, i still managed to arrive soaking wet! and oh what a fun journey it was getting to the student center from gen lect. my poor little plaid rain shield was getting all bent up from the wind. yup, soaked again. there should be full bodied umbrellas, like a little tent that you can walk around in with a tiny window so you can see where youre goin, then walking around campus in the rain wouldnt be so bad. soooo, my birthday is in a lil less than two weeks. yea. so the plan is, a bunch of us are goin down to cedar point, camp overnight saturday, then go to the actual park on sunday? sound good? anyone have any problems? i kinda dont wanna go. crappy stuff always happens on my birthday. so i dont know why i even bother.
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| i shed a tear cuz im missin you |
[11 Sep 2003|01:48pm] |
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man, it sucks to be back at school. but i actually like all of my classes, and vince is in my econ class!!! i actually have a class with someone i know. but workin everyday afterschool is not fun. well, this weekend is gonna suck. yup.
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| water everywhere |
[06 Sep 2003|03:08pm] |
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man, so the express way was flooded and you couldnt get past inkster either. i was stuck on 96 for over an hour, so i just came home. no point in goin to school after that. ok, that's it for my update. nothing else to write about.
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| it's a southern thing |
[18 Aug 2003|01:05pm] |
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.........no, it's more of a racist thing. anyway, back from mississippi!!! omg, it's the hottest place ever. i couldnt handle it. it's good to be back in michigan. not much goin on. glad i missed the power outage. got a new computer!!! yeah for that!!! gotta go back to school soon, that's gonna suck. oh well. that's all for now. not much to write about
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