11.27.2004
To want is to buy, but to live is to die, you can't take it all
When everything is said and done
I won't have one thing left
What happened to everything
I've ever known?
All they gave me was this ticket to heaven
But that ticket to heaven said to lie in the bed that you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything
I'm running from everything, I'm afraid it's a little too late
Soft voices lie and innocence dies, now ain't that a shame?
Then all of your dreams and all your money, they don't mean a thing
When everything is said and done you won't have one thing left
What happened to everything I've ever known?
All they gave me was this ticket to heaven
But that ticket to heaven said to lie in the bed that you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything
I'm running from everything,...It's a little too late
so ...whats new? theres something i havent really asked in a while, usually i tell you about me, but i want you to tell me about you this time around.
maybe later.
today was the christmas parade... theres two apparently, on yesterday night, which included the tree lighting, and then theres one today, mostly for little kids. so heres how it went:
i was talking to people online after like.. making a total fool of myself as i normally do on teh weekends (aka. put on lots of make up for fun, stick on some knee high high heels, put my hair up on the tip top of my head in a giant barette the size of a football, load on the bright red vixen lipstick...) and just like.. danced around my room to my guns and roses cd. tell me honestly, who does not do that on the weekends? yeah so i was telling my be about that and realized that i wasnt the only freak! her and i... we're just.. too cool. haha. (be>you know it) and yeah so anyway. then she told me she was going to the fair with her markypoo, i mean, with mark. and and aaand she asked me if i was going and i said that i probably wouldn't be going cuz my moms buisey, but.. what do ya know, she said yes! but i had to bring demitra with me. thats ok i guesss, she can be really cool, really naggy, but oh well, shes supposed to be cuz shes the little sister (or.. one of them). but anyway so we went and met up with be and mark near family dollar, went to ipswich house of pizza, ate some pizza while we watched the parade and listened to be talk and talk and talk about how shes in it and knows everyone. pft. such a bragger. haha, no, i lvoe her, really. that would neat though, being in a parade, having everyone like.. wave to you. haha, i dono what im talking about. so then we went and got hot chocolate once i learned that mark hasnt had any in a while, even though he didnt have any today either.. whats up with that? well anyway, we got some from zabaglione (pardon my spelling) and then demitra and i went into the card and paper store or whatever it is, even though all they really sell in there is candles... oh well. hahahhaha me and be.. such freakozoids, we were standing on either side of the window, me inside the store, adn she outside on the sidewalk, talkto eachother on our cell phones and having a FIT cuz when the other person talked, it was like.. waaaay delayed, so like.. i watched her lips moving, and then they'd stop and then i'd start to hear what she said.. you have to try it sometime.. omg.. its absolutely hilarious. so i had to turn my back to her, i just couldnt keep watching.. i would hav elike.. wet my pants it was soo funny. and then mark and be left and went somewhere and me and demitra met my mom up in west coast video.
so thenn we went out to BJ's the most convienent store in the ENTIRE WORLD, and i bought a book by Nicholas Sparks, by the way, hes the fanTASTIC author who wrote the notebook, so if you liked the movie, you'll liek the book waaaaay better. i havent even seen the movie, but that book... *sigh* it was absoluteley INCREDIBLE. so the one i bought is called Night in Rodanthe. i guess its about a lady who goes to take over a friends Inn after her husband cheeted on her and left for for/with a younger woman, and whil shes there she meets this other guy and there stranded at this Inn together cuz theres this giant storm or something. it looks really good. i started reading it in the store, i found my way to the furniture section and plopped myself down on the most comfortable couch in the world, and read the first ten pages or so.
when i came back i took over the stressful task of putting away the grocerys and such. mreh. as if i know my way around the kitchen. i just know my way from teh fridge to the microwave juuust fine. what evah
ive had teh 3 doors down cd for suuchh a long time, but only recently (i mean really recently.. like.. acouple hours ago) have i really gotten into it. there are so great songs on Away From the Sun if you like them.
im playing you shook me all night long on mi guitarra! its difficult though, or at least it hink so, i know i know i know its an easy song and all, but im apparently very much so INCAPABLE of strumming three strings at once that are between otehr strings. if you know anything about guitars, its the g b and d strings. bleh, i dont know what im doing.
tomorrow im celebrating thanksgiving with my mommmyysss family.. and brets joining the partaay. this should be interesting. my yiayia is teh biger swearer in the world... haha, such a silly old lady. oops, did i say old? i mean, such a silly over middle aged lady. ahem.
well.. yes. i still have yet to do my creative writing assignment. shame upon i.
but i must go read that book.
oh yeah! that reminds me! im reading another book all about sexists. i looove it so far. it says "If, as men are so ofton told, they are teh dominent sex, why do so many of them feel dominated, done in by the world? Anyone who reads a magazine, watches a TV talk show, or listens to a radio call in program has heard the evidence: America is having a maculinity crisis. Angry White Males have become a voting bloc. Dads are deadbeat. Boys are on the rampage. And with each schoolyard shooting and presidental peccadillo, with each corporate sexual harassment lawsuit and laid off worker gone beserk, the media offer up the stock pronouncements: Men are out of control, overcontrolling, dangerous, violent, and even, it has been written, obsolete.... Furthermore, it's charged, men have only themselves to blame, for aren't they the ones in control of the culture? Or are they?... Men's problem aren't the product of biology, or of such trumped up enemies as feminism and affirmitive action, but of a modern social tragedy. By listening to men's stories in thier own voices, by taking them on their own terms, Faludi (author) uncovers a buried history, the untold story of how America made a glittering set of promises to the men of the baby boom generation... and procedded to break every one of them. The betrayel of the American man has been perpetrated on many fronts, fromt he boardroom to the football stadium, from the army recruitment center to the suburban living room. ...What keeps men from revolting against their circumstances? Fauldi's explanation for that mystery opens up the possibillity that men's soming rebellion could emancipate both sexes from their true and mutual enemy, a cultural force that constrains us all."
>>>>>You do know what that whole thing is about right? i shouldnt have to spell it out for you? its about stereotypes, mainly the whole "manly man" stereotype that goes overlooked, but has sooooo many refrences to it.
i have had the friggin hiccups TWICE today. can someone please explain to me why the heck we get the hiccups anyway?.. is it "get the hiccups..." or "get hiccups"? hmm.. im not sure.
comment!
I won't have one thing left
What happened to everything
I've ever known?
All they gave me was this ticket to heaven
But that ticket to heaven said to lie in the bed that you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything
I'm running from everything, I'm afraid it's a little too late
Soft voices lie and innocence dies, now ain't that a shame?
Then all of your dreams and all your money, they don't mean a thing
When everything is said and done you won't have one thing left
What happened to everything I've ever known?
All they gave me was this ticket to heaven
But that ticket to heaven said to lie in the bed that you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything
I'm running from everything,...It's a little too late
so ...whats new? theres something i havent really asked in a while, usually i tell you about me, but i want you to tell me about you this time around.
maybe later.
today was the christmas parade... theres two apparently, on yesterday night, which included the tree lighting, and then theres one today, mostly for little kids. so heres how it went:
i was talking to people online after like.. making a total fool of myself as i normally do on teh weekends (aka. put on lots of make up for fun, stick on some knee high high heels, put my hair up on the tip top of my head in a giant barette the size of a football, load on the bright red vixen lipstick...) and just like.. danced around my room to my guns and roses cd. tell me honestly, who does not do that on the weekends? yeah so i was telling my be about that and realized that i wasnt the only freak! her and i... we're just.. too cool. haha. (be>you know it) and yeah so anyway. then she told me she was going to the fair with her markypoo, i mean, with mark. and and aaand she asked me if i was going and i said that i probably wouldn't be going cuz my moms buisey, but.. what do ya know, she said yes! but i had to bring demitra with me. thats ok i guesss, she can be really cool, really naggy, but oh well, shes supposed to be cuz shes the little sister (or.. one of them). but anyway so we went and met up with be and mark near family dollar, went to ipswich house of pizza, ate some pizza while we watched the parade and listened to be talk and talk and talk about how shes in it and knows everyone. pft. such a bragger. haha, no, i lvoe her, really. that would neat though, being in a parade, having everyone like.. wave to you. haha, i dono what im talking about. so then we went and got hot chocolate once i learned that mark hasnt had any in a while, even though he didnt have any today either.. whats up with that? well anyway, we got some from zabaglione (pardon my spelling) and then demitra and i went into the card and paper store or whatever it is, even though all they really sell in there is candles... oh well. hahahhaha me and be.. such freakozoids, we were standing on either side of the window, me inside the store, adn she outside on the sidewalk, talkto eachother on our cell phones and having a FIT cuz when the other person talked, it was like.. waaaay delayed, so like.. i watched her lips moving, and then they'd stop and then i'd start to hear what she said.. you have to try it sometime.. omg.. its absolutely hilarious. so i had to turn my back to her, i just couldnt keep watching.. i would hav elike.. wet my pants it was soo funny. and then mark and be left and went somewhere and me and demitra met my mom up in west coast video.
so thenn we went out to BJ's the most convienent store in the ENTIRE WORLD, and i bought a book by Nicholas Sparks, by the way, hes the fanTASTIC author who wrote the notebook, so if you liked the movie, you'll liek the book waaaaay better. i havent even seen the movie, but that book... *sigh* it was absoluteley INCREDIBLE. so the one i bought is called Night in Rodanthe. i guess its about a lady who goes to take over a friends Inn after her husband cheeted on her and left for for/with a younger woman, and whil shes there she meets this other guy and there stranded at this Inn together cuz theres this giant storm or something. it looks really good. i started reading it in the store, i found my way to the furniture section and plopped myself down on the most comfortable couch in the world, and read the first ten pages or so.
when i came back i took over the stressful task of putting away the grocerys and such. mreh. as if i know my way around the kitchen. i just know my way from teh fridge to the microwave juuust fine. what evah
ive had teh 3 doors down cd for suuchh a long time, but only recently (i mean really recently.. like.. acouple hours ago) have i really gotten into it. there are so great songs on Away From the Sun if you like them.
im playing you shook me all night long on mi guitarra! its difficult though, or at least it hink so, i know i know i know its an easy song and all, but im apparently very much so INCAPABLE of strumming three strings at once that are between otehr strings. if you know anything about guitars, its the g b and d strings. bleh, i dont know what im doing.
tomorrow im celebrating thanksgiving with my mommmyysss family.. and brets joining the partaay. this should be interesting. my yiayia is teh biger swearer in the world... haha, such a silly old lady. oops, did i say old? i mean, such a silly over middle aged lady. ahem.
well.. yes. i still have yet to do my creative writing assignment. shame upon i.
but i must go read that book.
oh yeah! that reminds me! im reading another book all about sexists. i looove it so far. it says "If, as men are so ofton told, they are teh dominent sex, why do so many of them feel dominated, done in by the world? Anyone who reads a magazine, watches a TV talk show, or listens to a radio call in program has heard the evidence: America is having a maculinity crisis. Angry White Males have become a voting bloc. Dads are deadbeat. Boys are on the rampage. And with each schoolyard shooting and presidental peccadillo, with each corporate sexual harassment lawsuit and laid off worker gone beserk, the media offer up the stock pronouncements: Men are out of control, overcontrolling, dangerous, violent, and even, it has been written, obsolete.... Furthermore, it's charged, men have only themselves to blame, for aren't they the ones in control of the culture? Or are they?... Men's problem aren't the product of biology, or of such trumped up enemies as feminism and affirmitive action, but of a modern social tragedy. By listening to men's stories in thier own voices, by taking them on their own terms, Faludi (author) uncovers a buried history, the untold story of how America made a glittering set of promises to the men of the baby boom generation... and procedded to break every one of them. The betrayel of the American man has been perpetrated on many fronts, fromt he boardroom to the football stadium, from the army recruitment center to the suburban living room. ...What keeps men from revolting against their circumstances? Fauldi's explanation for that mystery opens up the possibillity that men's soming rebellion could emancipate both sexes from their true and mutual enemy, a cultural force that constrains us all."
>>>>>You do know what that whole thing is about right? i shouldnt have to spell it out for you? its about stereotypes, mainly the whole "manly man" stereotype that goes overlooked, but has sooooo many refrences to it.
i have had the friggin hiccups TWICE today. can someone please explain to me why the heck we get the hiccups anyway?.. is it "get the hiccups..." or "get hiccups"? hmm.. im not sure.
comment!
rachel
// posted by RACH @ 10:04 PM 
