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2003-01-29 05:17:21 ET I've been back at college for 3 days now, and I must say that my life is about 110% better. Except for getting up at 8:30 and trudging off to a 9:00 class every other day, it's going pretty well. I have my Jonathan back. ^_^ All is well with the world. I have to go to the gym though. I'm not making as much of an effort to lose weight as I planned I would. It's because when you're constantly around someone who loves you no matter what, it's hard to feel self-conscious about your body. Most of the time. I think I need a complete rehaul of my mentality. I'm staring at a Talent Management poster on my wall, put there as a joke. I hate looking at all those stupid-looking people they display on it. I should take it down. But it's too funny a juxtaposition with my room to remove it. Sigh. Woe is me. I need to buy transfer sheets, detergent, cereal bars, and a film processing canister. I don't have any money. I had the opportunity today in Sociology to sign up to simply loan out the required class book from the library instead of buying it, but they only had 4 books and I was slow in getting in line. Sucks to be me. At least Jonathan gets money from his parents from time to time. My mother doesn't have any money to give, and my father could care less about supporting my needs. I'll have to figure out a way to make it through the semester without going bankrupt. Well, tis all from me for now... time to take a shower and go to the bathroom! Oh, sweet, sweet release... (ew.)
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2003-01-19 16:43:11 ET So this is how it feels to suffer? And I had too much to say But it’s over now And I’m going down Alone, alone I’ve no guarantees I'll recognize my disease Before my time has gone It’s all I’ve found Can’t get the hell off the ground Out from under my feet Promises and wishes all mean nothing When it’s me that I’m speaking to Wanting something Won't mean I will see it through I don’t need to see these visions to remind me That I’m dying from the inside out Wanting you here It still means I must do without I can’t criticize your reasons for living When you’re the one missing them Wanting, dreaming That I may find where they come from Find where they come from Where they come from I dream you And I want to Be near you I can’t get up out from under my feet I’ve tried to But can’t get it through I need to God it's all I’ve found Can’t get the hell off the ground Out from under my feet So this is how it feels, you sucker And you’ve had too much to say But it’s over now You’re finally going down Alone, alone |
waiting | |
2003-01-19 07:25:17 ET I only have 6 more days before I go back to school and get to be with my baby! ^_^ The days are passing by so slowly here at home it's insane. Sigh... soon I'll be back in collegeland, with privacy, freedom, and happiness. Though, college wouldn't be nearly as sweet if my love didn't live right across the hall from me. ^_^ I miss you Jonamathan! |
originally written for someone else, but applies now to you. | |
2003-01-16 11:49:18 ET Eye search the beating Rhythmic shriek muffled Within coward's facade. Innocent requiem though misled, Sorrow smashing outer shield. Is my torture solace for thine hurts? Methinks spoken truths shroud Truths more guarded. Reveal to me! Pour out thine soul for angels' ears, Blessed in naked emotion. Commit thine fears to me, thine guardian; An open heart without censure. Trust my intentions, my naked words Of love, devotion. Cast away sharp blade thoughts And unfold your song For my sweet angel ears. |
2003-01-14 19:10:02 ET You're darkness! You are about the most evil thing on this planet...who knows if you are sane or not but one thing is for sure, you're not a people person. You're more bent on destoying mankind, when it comes right down to it. What element are you? bloop. |
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