Tuesday, November 26, 2002

oh... sorry about not updating my diary :)
International Food For Thought

If we could shrink the earth's population to a village of precisely 100 people, with all the existing human ratios remaining the same, it would look something like the following:

There would be:
57 Asians
21 Europeans
14 from the Western Hemisphere, both north and south
8 Africans
52 would be female
48 would be male
70 would be nonwhite
30 would be white
70 would be non-Christian
30 would be Christian
89 would be heterosexual
11 would be homosexual

6 people would possess 59% of the entire world's wealth, and all 6 would be from the United States.

80 would live in substandard housing
70 would be unable to read
50 would suffer from malnutrition
1 would be near death; 1 would be near birth
1 (yes, only 1) would have a college education
1 would own a computer

When one considers our world from such a compressed perspective, the need for acceptance, understanding and education becomes glaringly apparent.


The following is also something to ponder...

If you woke up this morning with more health than illness... you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.

If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation ... you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.

If you can attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death...you are more blessed than three billion people in the world.

If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep...you are richer than 75% of this world.

If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace... you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.

If your parents are still alive and still married... you are very rare, even in the United States and Canada.
papa roach - time and time again

Yes I did it and I'll do it again
It doesn't matter if I am your best friend

I don't think so
You're not that smart

Over and over it breaks my heart
The cycle continues time for your crime
The pain comes back in an ugly design
Her makeup smears
The tears that she cries
Over and over every night


Emotional swords slash my soul
And now the pain takes control

I think about you
I think about me
Think about the way that it used to be

I need a bottle
I need some pills
I need a friend
I need some thrills
A shoulder to cry on a friend to depend on
When life gets rough


Time and time again
You think about yourself before you think about me

Time and time again
You think about yourself before you think about me

It's like a fight every single day
It's always easy when you have it your way

Deep in my heart
In the depths of my soul

My selfish ways are out of control
I'm sorry that it comes down to this
I punch through the wall as I break my fist
The makeup smears
Tears that we cry
Over and over every night


You're so selfish
You're making me want to end this relationship
You're making me want to end this

Loving ties unwind
Lost time behind
Loving ties unwind
Lost time behind

Friday, November 22, 2002

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What's Your Sad Song?

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What's your scribble?

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what's your inner name?

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i love phoenixes!

What Labyrinth Charater are you most like?

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mmm...beer...
what random image that i have save on my hard drive are you?

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A different quiz, what strange type of person are you?

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You are a goddess! Powerful and seductive, you sometimes sit back and wonder at those poor people's tiny minds. Not too many people know you, though many worship you from afar, but your acquaintance is well worth cultivating.

this quiz looks familiar, but haha who cares

What's YOUR Writing Style?

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this is a chobit! the one melissa has is roxiel!! alexiel's brother! *shrieks*

Monday, November 18, 2002


I'm a Twinkie!

What Snack Food are YOU? Click here to find out!


Spongy, yellow, and an utter mystery, you're the X-file of snack foods! More people ponder you than consume you, but you don't mind--you get to remain uneaten and...er...free to do Twinkish things! *grin*

I am Tuesday's Child

What day are you?



huh, but i just don't look like a dancer too baaaad
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The Element Test

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Which Final Fantasy 8 Character Are You?

You are Squall!
A lone wolf with the weight of the world on your shoulders, you
may not communicate your feelings to your friends, but you
are a true friend to those you are close to. In spite of your
hesitance to warm up to people, you're likely one hot number in
the eyes of the opposite sex.

Take the Final Fantasy 8 Test here!



heh heh i so love him

Find your inner Smurf!



Which "Natural Wonder" are you?

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Also known widely as the Fire Bird, the phoenix is a profound symbol of the circle of life. It has a life cycle of 500 to 600 ears and after that amount of time, it sets itself on fire and dies in the flames. Then after three days, it rises again from the ashes. It is a completely benign creature who lives in dew. It is said that the phoenix has a beautiful melidous song which grows ever more mournful as its life comes to an end. It is a symbol of the sun and immortality. The phoenix is a very worthwhile beast.

What mythical beast best represents you?Take the quiz!

ooh i thought xm's griffin was good, but phoenix's even better!

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What Is Your Inner Artist?

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Sloth
Which Of The 7 Deadly Sins Are You?

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deeeh i was greed but who cares. i'm more of a sloth anyway.
copper
Which Chemical Element are you?

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Which Fairy Tale Are You?

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Which Moon Are You?

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Storm Walker: Dangerous and dark you outshine the lightning, menacing dreams with your beauty.

What is your Magickal Paradigm?

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I WAS A GIFTED CHILD
i had my niche.
intelligent. creative. or artistic.
what kind of child were you?
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Saturday, November 16, 2002

Women's Advice To Men (What Men Ought To Know...)

The reason why our bras don't always match our under wear is because WE actually change our underwear.

The next time you and your buddies joke about armed women in combat, take a poll to see which of you successfully aim at the toilet bowl.

If the truth hurts, ask us those ego-sensitive questions on your payday.

Whenever possible, please try to say whatever you have to say after the movie.

Don't fret if you find out that the milkman delivers more than once a day.

No, we're not impressed with your car...it takes no special skills to make car payments each month.

Please don't drive when you're not driving.

Lay off the beans several hours before bedtime...Thank-you.

Our bedtime headaches are inversely proportional to the number of baths you take.

If you were really looking for an honest answer, you wouldn't ask in bed.

We don't care if you hold the remote...unlike you however, we don't enjoy watching 117 different programs in 5 minutes.

The next time you joke about female drivers, research the number of accidents caused by rubber-necking mini-skirts.

If only women gossip, how do you and your friends keep track of "who's easy"?

Stop telling us most male strippers are gay: We don't care.

When you're not around, I belch loudly, too.

Start parting and combing your hair to one side early in life... you'll never see the 'island' coming.

We don't mind if you look in the mirror to check your appearance... in fact, PLEASE DO!

Have a strong need for male bonding? Visit your proctologist.

Your contributions to your child should go above and beyond that y chromosome you unselfishly sacrificed.

When you're out with us, please wear "our" favorite outfit rather than "yours"...the torn jeans and dirty t-shirts will last longer that way.

If you must grunt in reply, please develop a system to indicate a positive versus a negative grunt.

Don't insist that we "get off the damn phone" and then not talk to us...WHAT'S THE POINT?!?!

Eye contact is best established above our shoulder-level.

Your balding is a good thing... it subsidizes our hair care expenses.

Some women actually know more about a car and the mechanics involved than you do.

Cleaning the house is not necessarily "women's work"; besides, most of the "dirt" and clutter is yours anyway.

Yes, we know most of the great chefs are men, why is it then you never want to cook?

We go to the ladies room in groups to talk about you.

Yes, we know you can probably beat us arm wrestling; however, very few raises or promotions were gained by arm wrestling the boss for one.

Just Face It...You Need Me More Than I Need You.
coldplay - the scientist (this is the nicest song - in my opinion, anyway - from their album... very soothing)

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 let's go back to the start


Running in circles
Coming in tales
Heads are a science apart


Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said 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 tails
And 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

Wednesday, November 13, 2002

adema - giving in (this is such a sad sad song... and the guy really sounds like he's dying... under the torture of the girl...)

Will you, walk me
To the edge again

Shaking, lonely, and I am drinking again
Woke up tonight and no one's here with me
I'm giving in to you

Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you

Caught up, in life
Losing all my friends

Family has tried, to heal all my addictions
Tragic it seems, to be alone again
I'm giving in to you

Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you

(Oh f***)

I look forward, to dying tonight
Drinks still on myself, life's harder every day
The stress has got me
I'm giving in
Giving
Giving in now!

Take me under
(I'm killing all the faith)
I'm dying tonight
(I'm sick of all that faith)
Watch me crumble
(I'm killing all the faith)
I'm crying tonight

I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you

Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
ookay, the thinking test is dumb. i thought it would ask some tricky iq mathematical questions but the color of my eyes? urgh. distractions. but that worked pretty well. it also means that i'm not very focused. heh, i didn't say i can concentrate long... except for certain things though...
and before you ask me what certain things are, one good example would be topping the guiness record for the longest hour of gameplay!

Monday, November 11, 2002

Introspective
Sensitive
Reflective

You come to grips more frequently and thoroughly with yourself and your environment than do most people. You detest superficiality; you'd rather be alone than have to suffer through small talk. But your relationships with your friends are highly intensive, which gives you the inner tranquility and harmony that you need in order to feel good. However it is no problem for you to be alone for extended periods of time, without becoming bored.

The Picture Quiz
Thinking Test (i don't get this. anyone care to give an explanation?)

Don� cheat! Try to figure it out before you scroll down.

You�e driving a bus that is leaving from

Georgia and ending in New York City.

To start off with, there were 32 passengers on the bus.

At the next bus stop, 11 people get off and 9 people get on.

At the next bus stop, 2 people got off and 2 people got on.

At the nest bus stop, 12 people got on and 16 people got off.

At the next bus stop, 5 people got on and 3 people got off.

What color are the bus driver� eyes?

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You�e driving a bus that is leaving
from Georgia and ending in New York City.

did you get it???
World Class Idiots

IDIOTS IN RETAIL:
I was signing the receipt for my credit card purchase when the clerk noticed that I had never signed my name on the back of the credit card. She informed me that she could not complete the transaction unless the card was signed. When I asked why, she explained that it was necessary to compare the signature of the credit card with the signature I just signed on the receipt. So I signed the credit card in front of her. She carefully compared that signature to the one I signed on the receipt. As luck would have it, they matched.

IDIOTS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD:
I live in a semi-rural area. We recently had a new neighbor call the local township administrative office to request the removal of the Deer Crossing sign on our road. The reason: many deer were being hit by cars and he no longer wanted them to cross there.

IDIOTS IN FOOD SERVICE:
My daughter went to a local Taco Bell and ordered a taco. She asked the individual behind the counter for "minimal lettuce." He said he was sorry, but they only had iceberg.

IDIOT SIGHTINGS Sighting #1:
I was at the airport, checking in at the gate, when the airport employee asked, "Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge?" I said, "If it was without my knowledge, how would I know?" He smiled and nodded knowingly, "That's why we ask."

Idiot Sighting #2:
The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it is safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged co-worker of mine, when she asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals to blind people when the light is red. She responded, appalled, "What on earth are blind people doing driving?"

Idiot Sighting #3:
At a good-bye lunch for an old and dear coworker who is leaving the company due to "downsizing," our manager spoke up and said, "this is fun. We should have lunch like this more often." Not another word was spoken. We just looked at each other like deer staring into the headlights of an approaching truck.

Idiot Sighting #4:
I worked with an Individual who plugged her power strip back into itself and for the life of her could not understand why her system would not turn on.
cold - confession (nice song... of all their songs in their album - not punkish!)

Everybody loves stars
Everyone fell

Into her world she made here
Where everybody rates love
But I don't care
Cause it's her world, she made me
You think your half as good as me
The only thing you'll ever be
Is just a way for me to bleed
On this stage

Everybody loves stars
Everyone fell
Into her world she made here
Where innocence is taken
But I don't care
Cause it's her world, she made me

Now she's old
She's been blessed
Take a bow
And confess


She threw it all away
My angel died that day
No one came

No one cared

Saturday, November 09, 2002

bLiss is when i checked my emaiL just now and had 6 new maiLs, aLL from peopLe i know!
Take HoLd Of Every Moment

A friend of mine opened his wife's underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package:

"This, - he said - isn't any ordinary package."
He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box.

"She got this the first time we went to New York, 8 or 9 years ago. She has never put it on. Was saving it for a special occasion.
Well, I guess this is it. He got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothings he was taking to the funeral house, his wife had just died. He turned to me and said:

"Never save something for a special occasion. Every day in your life is a special occasion".
I still think those words changed my life.
Now I read more and clean less.
I sit on the porch without worrying about anything.
I spend more time with my family, and less at work.
I understood that life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through. I no longer keep anything. I use crystal glasses every day. I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if i feel like it.
I don't save my special perfume for special occasions, I use it whenever I want to. The words "Someday..." and "One Day..." are fading away from my dictionary. If it's worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now. I don't know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she wouldn't be there the next morning, this nobody can tell. I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends.
She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels. I'd like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favourite food. It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come.
I would regret it, because I would no longer see the friends I would meet, letters... letters that i wanted to write "One of this days".
I would regret and feel sad, because I didn't say to my brothers and sons, not times enough at least, how much I love them.
Now, I try not to delay, postpone or keep anything that could bring laughter and joy into our lives.
And, on each morning, I say to myself that this could be a special day.
Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.
If you got this, it's because someone cares for you and because, probably, there's someone you care about.
If you're too busy to send this out to other people and you say to yourself that you will send it "One of these days", remember that "One day" is far away... or might never come...
A Love Story That WiLL Touch Your Heart

There was once a guy who suffered from cancer... a cancer that can't be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once.
So he asked his mother and she gave him permission. He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a young girl about his age and he knew it was love at first sight. He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat.

She looked up and asked "Can I help you?" She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.

He said "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD." He picked one out and gave her money for it.

"Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she asked, smiling her cute smile again.

He nodded and she went to the back.

She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her.

So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out...

!!!RRRRRING!!!

The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday...

" The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother. Later in the day. The mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one.

Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it.

It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn

The mother opened another CD...

Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn .

Friday, November 08, 2002

happy birthday leona!!! sorry i forgot... sheesh i thought it was on the 11th! oh well haha... guess you had the birthday luck today didn't ya??
Dogs And Men

Dogs don't have problems expressing affection in public.

Dogs miss you when you're gone.

Dogs feel guilt when they've done something wrong.

Dogs admit it when they're jealous.

Dogs prefer going out with you to going out on their own.

Dogs don't feel threatened by your intelligence.

You can train a dog.

Dogs are good with kids.

Gorgeous dogs don't know they're gorgeous.

If they give you a nasty disease, you can kill them.

Dogs understand what "no" means.

Dogs understand if some of their friends can't come in the house.

Dogs appreciate your cooking.

Dogs don't feel the need to abandon you for a younger owner.

Dogs don't mind if you do all the driving.

Dogs don't weigh down your handbag with their stuff.

Dogs don't care whether you shave your legs.

Dogs aren't threatened if you earn more than they do.

Dogs mean it when they kiss you.

Dogs are nice to your relatives.
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A Very Touching Story...

A few weeks ago, I was rushing around trying to do some Valentine's Day shopping done. I was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of the weather right then.

It was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot as I was loading my car up. I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I etraced my steps to the mall entrance. As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged flannel shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly enough, he was holding a hundred dollar bill in his hand. Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I asked him what was wrong.


He told me his sad story. He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old. His Mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs. She made very little to support her large family. Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save two hundred dollars to
buy her children some Valentine's Day presents (since she didn't manage to get them anything on Christmas).



The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his siblings and save just enough to take the bus home. He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed one of the hundred dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you?" I queried.

The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.

"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me!"

I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry for help.



So I grabbed his other hundred and made a run to my car.

Thursday, November 07, 2002

dashboard confessionals - screaming infidelities (lots of guitar... too much guitar from him...)

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
And this bottle of beast
Is taking me home


I'm cuddling close
To blankets and sheets
But you're not alone, and you're not discreet
Make sure I know who's taking you home.


I'm reading your note over again
There's not a word that I comprehend,
Except when you signed it
"I will love you always and forever."

Well as for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
And sit alone and wonder

How you're making out
But as for me, I wish that I were anywhere with anyone
Making out.

I'm missing your laugh
How did it break?

And when did your eyes begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy as you 're pretending.


I am alone
In my defeat I wish I knew you were safely at home

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have speak, and
This bottle of beast is taking me home.

Your hair, it's everywhere.
Screaming infidelities
And taking its wear.

(x4)

Monday, November 04, 2002

Break-Up Form

Dear __________,

I� sorry that I had to break up with you ___________(on the phone, by leaving a message on your answering machine while you were on vacation, writing you an email, or just not telling you at all.) and how that hurt you. I know with ___________ (complete, 100%, unfailing) certainty that I could never like you in that way. I would say that I� sorry that I ____________(led you on, screwed with your brain, treated you like crap, alienated your friends, had my friends harass you, cheated on you, decided I like the other guy, made you look like an idiot, kicked you in your face, or all of the above), well I would say I� sorry, but in my _____(black, cruel, little, inconsiderate, nonexistent) heart, I just really can� say that I wouldn� do it again if I were given the chance, and have fun doing it. I would like to take this time to say that while I do not believe you are _______ (a member of the male gender, a guy, having the male reproductive organs etc), I would like nothing more than to be ________(your best friend, your best friend, your best friend, your best friend, or your best friend who is just there to tell me I� pretty and give me an ego boost when I need it.) Please don� think that I _____________(am stringing you along, actually like you, actually care about you at all you subhuman filth, or want anything other than your soul) even if it may be true.
I still don� get why you are mad that I (led you on, screwed with your brain, treated you like crap, alienated your friends, had my friends harass you, cheated on you, decided I like the other guy, made you look like an idiot, kicked you in your face, or all of the above), because I didn� mean to�honest.
I would also like to __________(use, abuse, torture, manipulate) you for things such as (complimenting me, giving me advice on my current relationship which isn� with you, letting me practice for my face kicking competition, or my backstabbing heart ripping out and then stepping on it competition), and I� sure you will understand because you have ________ (no balls, no spine, no ability to treat me badly, not gotten over me yet).
I also don� get why you are upset that I am going out with him just __________ (2 weeks, 1 day, already have been) after you but _______(the other guy, the other guy who I swore I didn� like but now that I realize you are not a man I like, the guy you were paranoid of me leaving you for and I said I wouldn� but I guess I am now, anyone who will have my sorry ass). Yes, you are that forgettable.
I hope that you don� __________(hate, loathe, despise, refuse to talk to, give me a number and never refer to me by my name again only by my number, write a bitter and pissed off story about how I was a dirty wretch to you), although my _________(tiny, nonexistent, retarded, gorilla) brain still doesn� understand why you would hate me, even if I did (lead you on, screw with your brain, treat you like crap, alienate your friends, had my friends harass you, cheat on you, decide I like the other guy, made you look like an idiot, kicked you in your face, or all of the above), because you never really got mad before, even when I was treating you like________(filth, crap, a manslave, a soulless chump, you were subhuman), which totally makes no sense to me.

Sincerely,
_______________________________


(its like mad libs, only different!)
hey everybody! good luck! it's the beginning of the race! success is in everybody! let's work hard and win this marathon!

Sunday, November 03, 2002

sum 41 - still waiting (no words to describe how this song rules~ and the mtv is damn funny)

So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in

Drop dead a bullet to my head
Your words are like a gun in hand

You can't change the state of the nation
We just need some motivation
Three times casino eviction
Just lies and more contradiction


So tell me what would you say
I'd say its up: to me


So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in

Ignorance and Understanding
We're the first ones to jump in line
Out of step for what we believe in
But whos left? To start the pleading
How far will we take this
It's not hard to see through the sickness


So tell me what would you say
I'd say its up: to me

So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in

This can't last forever
Time won't make things better
I feel so alone
Can't help myself
And no one knows

If this is worthless
Tell me: so

What have we done
We're in a war that can't be won
This can't be real
I don't know what to feel


So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in

The Band Quiz By Rahel

Saturday, November 02, 2002

adema - the way you like it (my goodness! this song rocks!)

I'll get inside you
I'll get inside you

Don't live ashamed, 'cause feelings change but fame remains
The reason why your gonna wanna take me home tonight
It's all the same up in this game, the people change
And money claims everyone from everything
I can't believe that you would think that shit of me
I was amazed at the torment that you put me through
If you can see right through the greed and all your needs
You realize that you were just about as bad as me


Sometimes I only remember the days when I was young
Nowadays no one remembers when they were young and stupid

(The way you like it)
Come on baby help me, someone to confide in
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay

My life has changed but f*** the fame, I'll stay the same
You can't complain when you can pay the bills and do your thing
Appreciate, don't player hate, congratulate
I miss the pain and the torment that you put me through
(I'll get inside you)
So what's to fear when everything is crystal clear
You realize that you should do the things you wanna do
Don't give in to what people say, don't be ashamed
To separate the feelings on your mind you can't sedate

(I'll get inside you)

Sometimes I only remember the days when I was young
Nowadays no one remembers when they were young and stupid
(The way you like it)
Come on baby help me, someone to confide in
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay
I'll get inside you
Now you're beggin' me to stay

I'll get inside you

You would always say I'd never be shit
They would always say I'd never be shit
But look at me now, look at me now
Now you're beggin' me to stay
I'll get inside you
Now you're beggin' me to stay

The way you like it

Sometimes I only remember the days when I was young
Nowadays no one remembers when they were young and stupid
(The way you like it)
Come on baby help me, someone to confide in
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay
Sometimes I only remember the days when I was young
(I'll get inside you)
Nowadays no one remembers when they were young and stupid
(The way you like it)
Come on baby help me, someone to confide in
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay
(The way you like it)