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Let The Romance Bleed Away (viciouslies) wrote,
@ 2003-11-06 17:09:00
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    Current mood: hyper
    Current music:Ex Marks the Spot - Matchbook Romance

    Love is like a role that we play
    Oh man, oh man, OH MAN! That was fun, ay? So anyways today of course sucked! But hey!.. what day doesn't suck kids!? This morning Bryan was drinking a cappucino and was all, "It tastes like warm cow piss..taste Christina, taste!" and I was like.. "Uhh.. no thanks Bryan, I'm good." So he set it down on the pavement and I was like... hehe... and I kicked it! And it went everywhere!! It got on Eric and it was so funny... but Karina was all pissed off because I got it on her shoes and made the comment that I was, "So fucking immature." but come on now.. it was funny. She's good now though, no damage. In English, Andy and I once again made fun of people and oh man.. we had to use the Tower Lab today to get pictures for our childrens book and there's rolly chairs in there!! That was fun.. we spent the whole period wheeling ourselves around the room. In Spanish I wrote a poem about Mexicans and Jess read it and was like, "Make me one about Nazi's!!" So tomorrow I plan on doing that..haha. Ginger, Laura, Rebecca, and myself didn't change for gym today because we.."didn't feel good" so we hung out and talked and what not. Ginger wanted to change her nipple rings and she had 14 gauge rings but she only has 18 gauge rings in now.. I was like, "You're gunna rip your nipple out if you try to get a 14 gauge through." And John was all.. "Yeah..I agree with Christina cause I'm hot." But she didn't care anyways so half way through the period we went down into the hallway and I attempted to change the rings but the 14's just wouldn't go through and I was afraid they were gunna start bleeding so I had to shove the 18 back in and was like... "Ok...that was fun." Man. The wierd things I do. My day after that wasn't all that exciting... but what really pisses me off is fucking algebra. The day I miss we start to go graphing and all this shit and using formulas to find x and y and I don't get it what-so-ever so it sucks majorly. Fucking A man.


    Tomorrow night I get to go ice skating with Laura and family...oh man..what a jolly good time that will be. I can't ice skate to save my life. I suck so bad at it. This should be muy comico. Saturday is the Alk3, FATA, No Motiv, and Reggie and the Full Effect show!!! IT'S ALSO LAURA'S BIRTHDAY!!! ALL YOU FUCKERS BETTER REMEBER OR I'LL BEAT YOU! Weeeeeee!!!!!!!!! Cady, Eric, Laura, Karina, Nick, Dave, Kevin, Tim, Ryan, and Natalie are all going so it will be one fun show :)


    And you all like my new journal icon.. how do I know? Oh.. I just know. I got bored yesterday, so I was like, "What the hell..his pretty blue eyes are starting to make me sick!" Not really.. if that guy wasn't a cartoon.. oh man. So anyways.. this is going nowhere and I'm beginning to ramble on and on and on and on like I always do and I have to pee really bad so... woo!



    "Pictures" - Unsung Zeros


    When I can't see you
    Your always near
    Back right pocket
    I keep you there
    Safely hidden
    For all those times
    When nothing else at all
    Can get me by

    Billfold out
    Deep inside
    A botched ID and credit cards
    I reach in to pull out
    A thousand words of photo art
    Wallet sized
    Never bent or ever torn up in the least
    I take good care of you
    You mean so much to me

    Pictures of you and I
    They always make me smile
    Even at the worst of moments
    They're always what I seek
    When ever I get weak
    They keep my head up and my heart unbroken

    Hair is flowing
    Eyes and a smile
    Jump off the paper
    And over a mile
    To bring you to me
    Almost for real
    No matter where I am
    Or how I feel

    Billfold out
    Deep inside
    A botched ID and credit cards
    I reach in to pull out
    A thousand words of photo art
    Wallet sized
    Never bent or ever torn up in the least
    I take good care of you
    You mean so much to me

    Pictures of you and I
    They always make me smile
    Even at the worst of moments
    They're always what i seek
    When ever I get weak
    They keep my head up and my heart unbroken

    It's so hard spending time away
    Even short hours much less a day
    I might as well tear out my lungs
    Becuase we fit together
    Nobody knows me better
    Without you
    I'll come undone
    Undone

    Pictures of you and I
    They always make me smile
    Even at the worst of moments
    They're always what I seek
    When ever I get weak
    They keep my head up and my heart unbroken
    My heart unbroken



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