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ashley (jeterissweeter2) wrote,
@ 2005-02-20 21:48:00
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    Current mood: tired

    hey, i love you .. you don't have to be scared: it's alright
    Big Daddy, now there's a good movie.. sigh. anyways, my life is boring, well not really but i ain't in the blurty mood lately, my bad. hmmm.. i worked today .. oh and yesterday .. and tomorrow (WITH ERIN). i've also come to appreciate the concept of sleep lately. school is dumb, no, it's tarded but the bad tarded. poo was sick this weekend and i got maj maj scared 'cause i didn't want her to die. i'm also having a hard time adjusting to some things right now, but it's all good. oh, pal is gone now.. sadness. i also want to buy the full house dvd season one, or preferably have it given to me. anything else.. hmm, not so much no. hmmm i think my family got rid of the lifetime movie network, that didn't sit well with me. allen iverson is my favorite basketball player. i just IMed jer, and he just IMed me back. me and poo were supposed to go get pretzels last night but she was sick so we didn't but we will. doesn't really feel like break, oh well, who cares, as long as i'm not in school, that's all that matters. jesse mccartney needs to flipping come. yawn. can't wait for my coke and almond pretzel, haven't decided what dipping condiment i am going to get though, maybe caramel but idk. also looking forward to wednesday. i think that's all i have to say for now, bed shortly, k thanks.

    haha, i just remembered this from last week when me and meghan were in her car ..
    radio:: if you aren't at the liquor room tonight, you're nobody
    me:: fuck that, we are everybody

    She's got a smile that it seems to me
    Reminds me of childhood memories
    Where everything
    Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
    Now and then when I see her face
    She takes me away to that
    special place
    And if I stared too long
    I'd probably break down and cry

    Sweet child o' mine
    Sweet love of mine

    She's got eyes of the bluest skies
    As if they thought of rain
    I hate to look into those eyes
    And see an ounce of pain

    Her hair reminds me
    of a warm safe place
    Where as a child I'd hide
    And pray for the thunder
    And the rain
    To quietly pass me by



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