Friday, February 4, 2005

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What happened to the Random Member button? Darn it, I hardly ever used that thing, and now when I actually wanted to use it, it was gone. >_< Why does that always happen to me... I'm so frustrated right now. I don't know why. Maybe I'll feel better at volleyball today. Yeah... punching balls always makes me feel better... ^_~ Hee hee hee…
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Wednesday, February 2, 2005

RAOUL
‘Little Lotte let her mind wander…’

CHRISTINE
You remember that, too…

RAOUL
‘…Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls…’

BOTH
‘…or of goblins, of shoes…’

CHRISTINE
‘…or of riddles of frocks…’

RAOUL
Those picnics in the attic… ‘…or of chocolates…’

CHRISTINE
Father playing the violin…

RAOUL
As we read to each other dark stories of the North…

CHRISTINE
‘No- what I love best, Lotte said, is when I’m asleep in my bed, and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head…’

BOTH
‘…the Angel of Music sings songs in my head…’

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Sunday, January 23, 2005

Friends
You know what really bugs me? When you meet someone and have a lot of fun with them and get to know them a little and then you see them later and they act like they've never seen you before in their life. That’s happened to me a lot. I hate it. That’s probably what would happen if I saw Sarah again… Sarah was my best friend. She used to go to my church so we saw each other at least once a week from the time we were two or three. But then she stopped going to church because our youth pastor, Adam, was pissing her off. So I haven’t seen her in like, two years. It’s really sad… I used to miss her so much that I’d start crying every time I thought of her. But now it kind of makes me mad. I mean, she was the only person I ever really talked to at church. There weren’t any other girls I liked there. So when she left it was really boring and I got tired of getting up for church every Sunday morning just to go somewhere there was no one to talk to and Adam and this other guy started bugging me so I left. There was no point in me going anymore… I never agreed with anything the pastor said. My mom and dad are mad at me to this day for leaving. But now they don’t go there anymore either. They go to the church in Williamston that’s two minutes away from our new house. I’ve been there and the people are ok, but the pastor reminds me so much of my old pastor that it scares me. And this one girl, Amanda, is always hugging me whenever I come and she acts like we’re really good friends. I like Amanda, but I don’t like her church.

In November I took Lindsey to the Pistons game thing with the church. I thought it would be me and Lindsey trying to avoid everyone the whole time so we could talk alone. But it turned out that we had so much fun with everyone! I met Chris and Red (that’s what he likes to be called) and of course Amanda was there too. And we all hung out the entire time we were there and on the bus ride home. I really miss Chris. He was nice and funny and he sat by me the whole time so I got to talk to him the most. I miss Red too… he was hilarious! He’s like, the funniest guy I’ve ever met and he was really sweet. They were both sweet. Chris wanted my number so I gave it to him but he hasn’t called or anything, not that I ever expected him to. But the only way I will ever see them again is if Melissa invites them to one of the church things and I go. But if I ever do see Chris again, he’ll probably act like we never knew each other. Even though he said stuff to me like, “You’re my new sister” and “She’s my buddy” and he acted like we were really good friends. It sucks that I may never see him or Red again. They were the best guys I ever met. :( *sighs* Life is not fair.

I don’t have many friends right now. The only friends I have are: Abby and Olivia, my volleyball team (except for Nikki), Lindsey, and my cousins Alyssa, Grant, Rachel, Hailey, Ryan, and sometimes my brother. But I don’t care. I’d rather have a few good friends than have a ton of crappy friends.

Wow. This is the longest post I think I’ve ever had.

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Youre a fallen angel. Sad as it sounds, you
driftaway quite alot and tend to stone and
brood over abstract issues. You're relatively
nice but somehow a little shy and quiet
sometimes. You feel people dont really
understand you even though you may have some
good friends. you can be quite apathetic too


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Friday, January 21, 2005

Vincent (starry, starry night)
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Color’s changing hue
Morning fields of amber gray
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life, as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Like the strangers that you’ve met
The ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn, a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they’re not listening still
Perhaps they never will






This song is so tragic. The words alone are beautiful, but it’s way better with music.
And Josh Groban has an awesome voice doesn’t he? I never get tired of listening to him.
By the way, this is about Vincent Van Gogh and his painting called ‘The Starry Night’.

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Monday, January 17, 2005

~You're Dead~ At least you feel like you're dead.
Nothing matters to you, not even your own life.
You're feeling all the terrible feelings out there
like sadness and lonelyness and depression. You
feel as if the world hates you and you hate the
world and all the people on it. You even hate
yourself. You might as well be dead.Tip,?


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