Simple things can be so hard.
They can make who you will be,
Or destroy who you are,
Make it easy to love you,
Or run off your friends,
Lead you through life,
Or bring you your end.
Look before you leap.
Listen before you speak.
Stop before you go.
Think before you “know.”

~Me.

I said new, but I said nothing about it being any good.

I’M DYING AND YOU’RE CLUELESS…
I watch as you hold her time after time
Before you finally notice my staring eyes.
You looks so confused as I wipe away tears,
You just don’t realize that this was my fear.
You have her, you love her, you don’t need me.
My suspicions of “us” were all in my dreams.
And as you wave at me and I return it to you
I’m dying inside and you don’t have a clue.
So you smile as I accept your embrace
And I can’t help but wonder how your kiss would taste.
But I’ll never know cause you’ll never share
These feelings for you I unwillingly bare.
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NAMELESS
Poetry and love are far more alike
Than most people notice in everyday life.
The ink flows from my pin as the blood from my heart
And I’ll likely tear this up, like you tore out my heart.
And if I set it ablaze, then it’ll burn like my cheeks
When I see you at church three times a week.
This poem really sucks, but hell, what’s new?
It didn’t come out right, but words never do.
One way or the other it’s not for your reading,
You’d just laugh at it, like you did at my feelings.

May I repeat myself,
I highly dislike the male side of our species with an intense, burning passion. Except for Ian, Adam, and Dustin. And Cody is good too. He keeps asking me for a hit list. hehe… I just might give it to him….

Here’s the actual song. I had nothing else to do.

This is a song my brother introduced to me last night. Where I am in my “walk” or whatever makes me really like this song and Shalon, you’ll love it.

Regina Spektor

LAUGHING WITH

No one laughs at God in a hospital

No one laughs at God in a war

No one’s laughing at God

When they’re starving or freezing or so very poor

No one laughs at God

When the doctor calls after some routine tests

No one’s laughing at God

When it’s gotten real late

And their kid’s not back from the party yet

No one laughs at God

When their airplane start to uncontrollably shake

No one’s laughing at God

When they see the one they love, hand in hand with someone else

And they hope that they’re mistaken

No one laughs at God

When the cops knock on their door

And they say we got some bad news, sir

No one’s laughing at God

When there’s a famine or fire or flood

But God can be funny

At a cocktail party when listening to a good God-themed joke, or

Or when the crazies say He hates us

And they get so red in the head you think they’re ‘bout to choke

God can be funny,

When told he’ll give you money if you just pray the right way

And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini

Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus

God can be so hilarious

Ha ha

Ha ha

No one laughs at God in a hospital

No one laughs at God in a war

No one’s laughing at God

When they’ve lost all they’ve got

And they don’t know what for

No one laughs at God on the day they realize

That the last sight they’ll ever see is a pair of hateful eyes

No one’s laughing at God when they’re saying their goodbyes

But God can be funny

At a cocktail party when listening to a good God-themed joke, or

Or when the crazies say He hates us

And they get so red in the head you think they’re ‘bout to choke

God can be funny,

When told he’ll give you money if you just pray the right way

And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini

Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus

God can be so hilarious

No one laughs at God in a hospital

No one laughs at God in a war

No one laughs at God in a hospital

No one laughs at God in a war

No one laughing at God in hospital

No one’s laughing at God in a war

No one’s laughing at God when they’re starving or freezing or so very poor

No one’s laughing at God

No one’s laughing at God

No one’s laughing at God

We’re all laughing with God

600 hits. Only 400 more and it will actually MEAN something!!! YAY!!!!

I hate men. All of them. (okay, not ALL of them. Ian, you’re good. Adam’s okay. And Dustin is the best. And if I haven’t met you, I guess you’re alright too. Other than that though, all men suck. *nods conclusively*)

…

*sigh*

I’m hyper are you hyper actually I’m not all that sure that I’m hyper cause I’m just so hyper that I can’t figure out how hyper I am have you ever been like that where you’re just so frikin hyper hyper HYPER that you can’t slow down long enough to realize that you’re hyper well I have in fact I am right now so really I have no right to say that I’m hyper since I’m too hyper to tell weather I’m hyper or not I like coffee…….

Hello all!!! I’m halfway through my vacation and we’re home for a little. I just wanted to pop in and comment on the rumors that I am either dead, in prison, or have moved to Pluto. I would just like to confirm this and inform you that all three are true. *nods*

As for more important business though, I -the deceased newly Plutonian fugitive- will in the next few days be going to SCHLITTERBAHN!!!!!! (I apologivize if I spelled that incorrectly) And I get to stay in a cute little cottage!
*does little happy dance*
*looks around to make sure no one saw*
Whew…..

So today I purchased a fake cartilage cuff and to be honest, IT HURTS!!! But it’s cute! ^_^

Okay, out of stuff to inform you of. Cya!!!

P.S. -Might have email/wordpress/etc. access at cottage. Likely, but I’m not positive.

I was searching for a good book in diary/journal form and found an author named Beatrice Sparks. I kept coming across things that say that her “real life” diaries from “real life” teens were actually written by her, but was becoming highly interested all the same. But then I started looking into one called Jay’s Journal and decided that her books weren’t for me. Check this out.

Real story

This is just one of many articles I found stating that she ruined his name and made his family’s life hell. Actually, this is one of the “kinder” articles. The others were written by family members and friends who were outraged by the woman and wanted the story straight. Anywho, the actual reason for this post is that I can’t find his brothers book, A Place in the Sun: The Truth Behind Jay’s Journal, anywhere. I can find things that mention it, but I can’t find a place to look into or purchase it. If anyone knows anything, I would appreciate the information. In fact, I would just appreciate opinions. I’d be interested to know if I’m the only total stranger who is completely disgusted by this.