allamess

This goes out to the lovely Jaymz

Tue, 19 Oct 2004 14:57:50 GMT

Hey. Wow. LJ.

I missed the Growing Pains reunion movie on Saturday. Blast! I wanted my arteries to be clogged by all the tv cheese. Instead I had the most chill time with some of the coolest people around, and the most baked goods I've ever seen in one place outside of a bakery. This is a pretty skimpy update, but it's a start to getting in the habit.

OH, and that is my whoe and I. Pardon my ridiculous smirk.

How Pleasant

Tue, 13 Jan 2004 23:31:55 GMT

I was reading an update from the lovely site J-List.com, where I order fabulous Japanese goodies, and read the most pleasant thing:

While Westerners usually assume the "self" or "mind" is in your head, Japanese indicate that it's in your chest, where your heart is. In case it ever comes up in Trivial Pursuit.

The idea of your "self" and "mind" being with your heart is just a nice thought.

stolen from weronika who jacked it from a community

Thu, 06 Nov 2003 03:51:19 GMT

Last car ride: Bonanza bus station
Last kiss: Um...
Last good cry: Can't remember
Last movie seen: Finding Nemo
Last cuss word uttered: FUCK
last beverage drank: chocolate milk
Last food consumed: grilled cheese, a small bit of pasta, strawberry ice cream
Last crush: um...
Last phone call: Randy yesterday while I was at work
Last tv show watched: i can't remember...
Last time showered: this afternoon
Last shoes worn: purple/yellow kangaroos
Last cd played: accept-metal heart
Last item bought: gas for my car
Last downloaded: I CANT REMEMBER
Last annoyance: dreary weather
Last disappointment: myself
Last soda drank: hm..i dont drink a lot of soda so i cant even remember
Last thing written: music history notes
Last word spoken: na-lins
Last sleep: about 3:45am-12pm
Last IM: eric
Last weird encounter: my life is one giant weird encounter
Last ice cream eaten: strawberry
Last time amused: today talking to eric. PASTA!
Last time wanting to die: earlier this afternoon
Last time in love: n/a
Last underwear worn: black
Last bra worn: black
Last shirt worn: white pink black colored shirt
Last time dancing: about 15 minutes ago...hope no one saw that...
Last poster looked at: my la belle dame sans merci poster
Last show attended: cky on halloween in philadelphia
Last webpage visited: livejournal... before that i-mockery.com

CANDY!!!

Thu, 30 Oct 2003 21:41:11 GMT

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
allamess goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as A Bloody Mess.
doomcake tricks you! You get a rotten egg.
emerson_burton gives you 17 red-orange lemon-flavoured jelly beans.
erck tricks you! You lose 3 pieces of candy!
littlerikki gives you 6 teal cinnamon-flavoured gummy bats.
littlewitchbaby tricks you! You lose 7 pieces of candy!
lonelystar02 gives you 19 red-orange vanilla-flavoured miniature candy bars.
momentoftruth tricks you! You get a broken balloon.
myownperdition gives you 13 red banana-flavoured hard candies.
sonicstein gives you 3 tan spearmint-flavoured miniature candy bars.
tearsofemotion gives you 17 dark green orange-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.
allamess ends up with 65 pieces of candy, a rotten egg, and a broken balloon.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
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Congratulations on your new smile! - Dr. Harold Connelly Jr. and Staff

Fri, 29 Aug 2003 15:55:50 GMT

Today at 10am eastern time I had my braces removed. Yes, I was a dork with braces. "Was" being the key word. Now I'm just a dork. Well, I got candy and a balloon out of the deal, not to mention being sung to by the orthodontist.

Now I must go to the bank to cash my check then go up to school and purchase some books. I need to make sure I don't eat all my Pocky before school starts. If I do then I won't have any to share with the new roomies. Pocky so good. Mmm. Perhaps I'll snack on some BIG reese's cups. 1.5 ounces of chocolatey peanut buttery goodness. Ooh, I should save those and eat the candy from the ortho. I have a starburst here and it says that an octopus has three hearts. There you go folks. Viva la snackies.

Fri, 29 Aug 2003 04:18:38 GMT

I've had a digital camera for quiet sometime, but have not used it much. Now, I've decided to use it to share my world with you.

I did it too!

Fri, 20 Jun 2003 23:20:45 GMT

allamess
Magic Number	13
Job	9 to 5 Lifer
Personality	Vicarious
Temperament	As High As A Very High Kite
Sexual	Just Say No
Likely To Win	Time Off For Good Behaviour
Me - In A Word	Belligerent
Colour
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Fri, 30 May 2003 19:58:04 GMT

GRRRRR! I wrote the greatest update, dammit. I perfectly chronicled the adventure that was Wednsday, and then the computer froze. Bah! I will not be defeated. The world will know the greatness of Wednsday night.

Tonight...Amanda Rogers show. Wooha. She's cute and plays piano. Hopefully it isn't boring and the other bands don't suck.

It's hot. CKY in one week. Need more money.

Someone dance with me!

Fri, 30 May 2003 13:19:21 GMT

Took the idea from Stef. FUN.





	
	
	
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How compatible with me are YOU?

to cry is to know that you're alive

Wed, 28 May 2003 16:46:14 GMT

you are Buried alive by love

What HIM song are u?
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Fri, 23 May 2003 00:41:02 GMT

Hey

It's hard to get to know you, but once people do, they're in for a wild ride. You had a rough childhood, and it reflects in your speech and mannerisms- you're focused on things like whores and crack babies, which fascinates people at first but may ultimately drive them away. Despite your somewhat depraved outward persona, you're a truly decent person who craves and deserves love and friendships.

Which Pixies song are you?</center>

Sat, 26 Apr 2003 19:20:31 GMT

Well, I thought I was going to be unable to make it to the Thursday show but, my car came throught. It's odd. Sometimes it starts and sometimes it doesn't. It's needs a new battery. One thing I never did was give my car a name. A lot of my friends have named their vehicles. I just call mine Car.

The show was great. The lineup was Cardia, Hot Cross, onelinedrawing, and Thursday. Cardia was good, Hot Cross had a lot of energy, I really dug onelinedrawing and Thursday was great. There was so much energy in the club. The atmosphere was something I havent experienced in awhile. I felt connected with everyone. It was like the entire crowd was friends with everyone else. I don't really know how to put it in words. Also, it was a nice exercise. Got shoved around a lot, but it was all very good.

Last night at work one of my bosses was watching Italian tv. The diner is run by a family from Italy. They have satellite tv so they can watch since they are there more than they are home. Last night there was some funky game show/documentary. It was a program celebrating Italy's most recognized musicians of the last century. Most of them were deceased. Their children were on the show and after running a short on the musician the children had to partake in this game. A sample would be played and they had to buzz in and guess which song it was. It was odd, but enjoyable.

Today at work a family who had adopted an asian girl came in. This girl is the sweetest thing. All she does is smile and giggle. She had those shoes that light up when you walk so she kept walking around looking at her feet. I remember when I had shoes like that. They were black with red lights. My mom was kind of against it because she said that it would help stalkers and kidnappers find me when I walk around at night. This is ridiculous because I was eight and I didn't go walking around by myself at night in Bridgeport.

I just listened to Six different Ways by The Cure about six times. I'm really digging that song right now. It makes me feel light and pleasant. It also makes me want to watch The Rules of Attraction. I'm surprised at the amount of people that haven't seen it. The book is supposedely even crazier than the film. I should give it a read, but there are other things I want to pay my attention to first. All I need is the time. Lately, I've been playing with what I want to do with my life. I have been entertaining the idea of flight attendant. Travel is something I love so I wonder what kind of life that would be. I really don't have a clue about what I want to do because I love so much. A couple of years ago I went through a phase where I wanted to be a drifter. I would just wander the country and meet random people. It would have been a hard dirty life. Well, I shall see what my future holds in due time.

Ain't nobody does it better

Thu, 24 Apr 2003 09:57:23 GMT

WOW.

It's about 5:30 a.m. and I am still not sleeping. In two hours I should be in the shower. This must be the doing of those two mugs of "up chai down" tea I consumed earlier.

Saturday was interesting. When I went to leave for New Haven my car decides not to start. My mom and I try to jump it, but it wasn't working. We had to go ask Hans, which scared me, but he did it. I don't know why my car doesn't start sometimes. I haven't left anything on in it. Oh well.
Oh, I must rave about the incendiary live show of the 2 Skinnee J's. It was so much fun. I've never grooved at a show before. I don't groove in public, unless at a 2 Skinnee J's final show. I tried to describe them to Stefan before, but did not know what to say. There's a little blurb on a postcard I have that sums them up pretty well..."Smart, stylish and savvy, this creative group of musicians/producers effortlessly mix samplers with guitars, synthesizers with boogie bass, loops and flows with melodies to create an energetic rap/indie rock sound laced with intelligent lyrics that gets you dancing and thinking at the same time." This is all true. To begin their set Special J and J Guevara came out in space suits and "robotted" around. Such fun. During the evening there was snow and lasers. Stevie Spice has the best smile. It was so sad that it was their last show at Toad's Place. They kept saying thank you and goodbye during the evening. After the show they went around hugging everyone and giving thanks. I was waiting to buy Sexy Karate and Lance Rockworthy comes up to me. I say "Hi" and "great show..something ..something"..can't remember. Then I just look at the ground. He was just standing there and I say, "I'm so nervous." "Why?," asks Lance Rockworthy. "Because you are so cool," I say. I = LOSER!!!! He said he was nervous too and gave me a hug. I still wanted to disappear. J Guevara has wonderful hair. During Rocktopus and Paranoid Social Club (openers) he came out and enjoyed the show. Paranoid Social Club has a great song about cigarettes. I am not a smoker, but still found the song hilarious. When I remember what it is called I will recommend it to all of you.
After the show I went down the street to buy some flowers. They are of the most vibrant colors. I bought this deep magenta one and a light pink one. I don't know what type of flower they are though. New Haven is a nice little city. Sometimes I feel so bitter because Yale is all around you. It's a gorgeous campus. The architecture is beautiful. The area is really amazing, but I feel like a dumbass. I don't go to Yale. Aah, fuck Yale. Some people around there are real snobs though. Last year I went to the art museums and got some not-so-nice looks from the people working there. Maybe I didn't look classy enough, I had semi-scrubbed it that day.

Oh my gosh it's getting lighter outside. It's almost 6 a.m.

While driving around Danbury today I kept sneezing. It's frightening when I sneeze while drive because I close my eyes. I am scared I'm going to crash so I try to keep my eyes open when I sneeze. This is not easy! It's damned impossible.

Spork! I have an english paper due today. It's so incredibly easy it seems like a waste of time to do. The class is so simple I don't feel like putting any effort into it. There is no need to. I seriously can not do any of the work until last minute. Most likely I won't write this paper until after the class and put it in his mailbox. It's a sickness. I can not do certain projects ahead of time. I can only do them the very last minute. The stress and pressure that plagues me, I can not stand, but can never start early enough so the thing is done well before deadline.

Tonight is the Thursday show. Thursday on a Thursday. HAR HAR. The only dilemma is that I miss Buddhism and Culture tonight. I love this class to no end. It is the only class I haven't missed yet this semester. Maybe I will go for a bit and be a little late to the show.

It's getting lighter in here. I should turn the disco light off now. I should also step away from the computer and do something productive before my 8 a.m. class. Hmmm, I hope my typing didn't disturb Latanya's slumber.

true that, true that

Tue, 15 Apr 2003 23:01:59 GMT

avoidant

Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?
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a cake eating woman is a cry for help

Wed, 09 Apr 2003 03:32:22 GMT

*dusts off journal*

Hmm let's see what has happened since the last time I updated...

-stuff
-stuff
-car crash (pictures-picturetrail.com, allamess)
-6 cky shows in 2 weeks (could write a book on those 2 weeks)
-new car(well, new to me) 92 nissan maxima
-stuff
-stuff
-car needs new tires(girl needs money)
-car needs new part(girl needs more money)
-carson daly show again
-gets invited to thursday show (wooha!)
-girl and friend get hit on in pet store, saw rumble between baby pugs,decorate room for roomie's bday
-howie day show (AMAZING),friend tries to corrupt brother
-finds out about 2 skinnee j's last show-plans on getting tix
-go to pizza hut, friend steals spatula, see Spirited Away for 2nd time

Today, I wake up late for my 8 o'clock class, get dressed in less than 4 minutes, run out of dorm to class to find out there is a delay until 10, argh. Next class starts half hour before delay ends so I decide to see if anyone will be showing up for the last 45min. A few do and we all get extra points, yay. Go to lunch and no chocolate milk, boo! Dances to Spice Girls, and rocks out to Thursday,yay. 10 mintues late for work, bah. After work car won't start, left lights on(ienohgoagh!!) Call mom, tells me to call triple A. Triple A says they can't help because I'm not on the plan. Call mom, tell to put me on plan and will pay back later. Triple A calls and informs me help will be there soon. Help doesn't come for 2 hours. Car is cold and parking lot deserted. Help comes, and takes less than a mintue to start car. Gets home and is so late that dinner is over and snack bar closed. Goes to Stop and Shop to buy: two yoplait custard style yogurt(1 banana, 1 peach), box big wheat thins, 2 protein bars(1 luna, 1 zone perfect), and box philadelpia strawberry cheesecake snack bars. Have forgotten ID to get into dorm so I nonchalantly walk in with some people in ahead. Diablo is working the desk, but is making a weird face which in turn makes me feel wierd. Starts to get sick, feels fatigued and looks very blushy. Consumes half box wheat thins, banana yogurt, and two cheesecake bars. Discovers that somehow there is no pants to wear tomorrow. How? BAH. Watches Discovery Health channel then decides to update journal. Realizes that tense in which I am writing does not seem consistent. Discovers that one nostril is fully functional while the other is clogged. Looking forward to a good tomorrow.

Listen to Maroon 5 with the bass UP.

Sat, 01 Mar 2003 02:44:43 GMT

Seven Deadly Sins
ANGER
1. Who did you last get angry with? Myself
2. What is your weapon of choice? food
3. Would you hit a member of the opposite sex? I wouldn't hit anyone
4. How about of the same sex? I wouldn't hit anyone. peace and love.
5. Who was the last person who got really angry at you? My mother for some unknown reason.
6. What is your pet peeve? lying/fakeness
7. Do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily? For a little bit then completely forget.

SLOTH

1. What is one thing you're supposed to do daily that you haven't done in a long time? nothing
2. What is the latest you've ever woken up? 5pm, but I went to bed at noon.
3. Name a person you've been meaning to contact, but haven't: April, I don't think I want to.
4. What is the last lame excuse you made? construction
5. Have you ever watched an infomercial all the way through (one of the long ones...)? Yes. Those microwave backs that can cook anything had me AMAZED. A chicken in the microwave?!
6. When was the last time you got a good workout in? Not since I didn track in high school.
7. How many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock today? Once...then turned the alarm off, missed class and was late for work. eep.

GLUTTONY
1. What is your overpriced yuppie beverage of choice? water?
2. Meat eaters: white meat or dark meat? white meat

3. What is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting/outing/event? I don't like to drink.
4. Have you ever used a professional diet company? no
5. Do you have an issue with your weight? yes
6. Do you prefer sweets, salty foods, or spicy foods? sweet
7. Have you ever looked at a small house pet or child and thought, "LUNCH!"? no

LUST(this is ganna be embarrassing)
1. How many people have you seen naked (not counting movies/family)? one
2. How many people have seen YOU naked (not counting physicians/family? none
3. Have you ever caught yourself staring at the chest/crotch of a member of your gender of choice during a normal conversation? doesn't this happen to everyone at some point?
4. Have you "done it"? no...I've never even been kissed...I'm SHY DAMMIT.
5. What is your favorite body part on a person of your gender of choice? eyes/teeth/hands
6. Have you ever been propositioned by a prostitute? no
7. Have you ever had to get tested for an STD or pregnancy? no

GREED
1. How many credit cards do you own? 0
2. What's your guilty pleasure store? CD's
3. If you had $1 million, what would you do with it? Travel
4. Would you rather be rich, or famous? rich
5. Would you accept a boring job if it meant you would make megabucks? yeah
6. Have you ever stolen anything? no
7. How many MP3s are on your hard drive? 34. I have to keep deleting them or my computer will explode.

PRIDE
1. What one thing have you done that you're most proud of? Actually trying to get things that I want and not listening to people telling me I can't. (not in a spoiled sense, more like..Oh, you won't ever do that)
2. What one thing have you done that your parents are most proud of? ...
3. What thing would you like to accomplish in your life? Finding that dream job and traveling the world.
4. Do you get annoyed by coming in second place? no
5. Have you ever entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than all the other competitors? no
6. Have you ever cheated on something to get a higher score? no
7. What did you do today that you're proud of? Said hi to someone I did not know.

ENVY
1. What item (or person) of your friends would you most want to have for your own? nothing
2. Who would you want to go on "Trading Spaces" with? huh?
3. If you could be anyone else in the world, who would you be? A new improved me
4. Have you ever been cheated on? Never been with anyone so no way to get cheated on.
5. Have you ever wished you had a physical feature different from your own? yes
6. What inborn trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself? willpower
7. Do you wish you'd come up with this survey? no
8. Finally, what is your favorite deadly sin? sloth because food is good.

I like to move it, move it, MOVE IT

Tue, 04 Feb 2003 04:04:39 GMT

Listening to Daft Punk makes me want to shake it like no other. Put in Discovery and I will show you moves to the likes of which you have never seen. Sadly, you will never see them because I would never dare do this in the presence of another living being.

Having not gone to class since Thurs. makes me feel like a waste, but in retrospect, I really needed those lovely hours off. I feel guilty, but it was an investment in my sanity. It's another one of those times where I need to see where exactly I am. I feel a bit uncomfortable around people lately, but it's just one of those times. Right this moment I feel content being alone.

Last night Rachel and I watched Dir en Grey dvds. My goodness. Some of the most lovely Japanese specimens. Oh and they play wonderful music. I was sitting there in awe of their hair for 3 hours. Their Japanese fans are INSANE. Fans aren't allowed to take pictures with them becaus if another fan sees the picture they will hunt down that girl and kick her ass. Honestly. Japan is magic. Magic I tell you! I want to go so badly, but the language barrier intimidates me. That's why London is so ideal.

*stops to groove to the harmonious sounds of Daft Punk*

So how many of you people care about what I just had to say? I always wonder about who cares about other people's ramblings, but I do, so I guess there are others like me! People are interesting. You interest me. Yes, YOU. Well, thank you for stopping by, and have a lovely evening.

Sun, 05 Jan 2003 01:38:26 GMT

I can't believe how wrapped up everyone gets in such trivial things. No one ever stops and looks at the bigger picture. There is so much more than what you are doing right now.

I need a hug, but this piece of cake shall suffice.

Sun, 05 Jan 2003 01:21:10 GMT

I had so much to let out, but it has all gone out the window. I think I am killing myself as I sit here consuming this piece of cake. My throat hurts and I am not the slightest bit hungry. There has to be some reason that I am forcing myself to eat it. I almost want to throw up and I am scared that someone will see me eating it and say that I have eaten too much today, what am I doing. There seems to be a part of me that is cold and incomplete. I just want to fill it. I need to find things that will change it and make me feel whole. Whether it be dreaming of some wonderful scheme or eating some nice fluffy cake. I suppose I could go downstairs and ask my mom for a hug, but that would hurt too much. That's just not how it works. I would love to communicate with people, but that hurts too much. I just can't tell someone how I feel. What an actor I am. It's as if all my feelings, bad and good, are a part of me and I don't want to let it out. I would feel empty sharing certain things.

Why does anyone think about anything? Why does a person torment oneself. Why do we like what we like? Why do I feel the need to change myself into this perfect being that doesn't exist just so I feel worthy of living among everyone else. Goodness, why am I so pathetic. Everyone has these same feelings, but I am making it seem as if I am totally different and that it's uncommon. Pathetic much?

My mother has been cleaning all day. She can't stop cleaning. She has to throw things away all the time. She'll go through the fridge and just throw away perfectly good things just because it makes the fridge look a bit cluttered. The smallest dust ball or piece of paper is a master disaster. It must be a sickness. Cleaning and cleaning, arranging, rearranging. Nothing can be in the open. Everything has to be put in a place and not moved. The insanity I tell you.

Mail makes me incredibly happy. I love it. Someone has sent me something. Someone took time out of their life with me in their mind to share some information with me. I love it. Transportation and travel are amazing. Just to have these services that give me the freedom to go where I please. The world is my playground dammit. OH and another wonderful thing is a good laugh. I love to hear people laugh, especially a nice good hearty laugh. For some reason I felt such completeness when I was cleaning off my car today. It was encased in a sheet of ice and I was just breaking it. I got this one good crack and was able to clear this hugh sheet that was covering my windshield. I was all like YES inside. I tend to lose my breath when I look at the stars. I just get so caught up in everything I guess I don't breathe. I like the sound of shoes on a tile floor.

Disclaimer: I am a work in progress.

^_^

Mon, 30 Dec 2002 22:35:44 GMT

Ever since I fell off the bed in the Ramada and my Michael Jackson History album skipped, it has ceased to play in the cd player. CURSES!

New Year's is tomorrow. How the hell did that come up so quickly.

Latanya couldn't spell scrotum. I wanted to kill her.

I haven't gotten more than 5hrs of sleep in the past two months. 5 hours is the max. Only got that for about one night a week. I am surprised I am still able to function. I am not human!!

Been thinking that I'm psychotic.

Sat, 21 Dec 2002 05:27:18 GMT

Taking the train is the most wonderful experience. You sit in this car with complete strangers, yet you are all connected. So much is discovered about the self and society on the train. When I step on the train a seat must be chosen. Everyone wants a window seat. Scenery is a must. I walk down the aisle on the look out for a window seat. Damn, they're all taken. Now I look for a seat alone, but it looks like I am going to have to sit next to someone. As I am deciding where to sit I am judging all the passengers in the car. Unconsciously, I rule out who is not worthy of sharing a train ride with me. Finally, I sit next to a woman reading the paper. All this happens in a matter of a minute. Now we are two people on the same train, in the same car, in seats next to one another, yet we don't acknowledge each other's existence. There isn't a nod or a shift of her Daily News. What was her problem? There she was reading her paper not even realizing I deemed her worthy of my company. I could have sat next to the man with the laptop or the hippie lady with her bag of hemp necklaces. But no, I sat next to her and she can't even give me courteous hello. Since that point on I refused to give her a second thought. This all seems odd to me though. We are just two people sitting right next to each other! I was just an index finger's distance away. I could here her breathe. I knew she was alive and she's coherent enough to read the paper. Despite our physical proximity there was this social barrier. We just sat in silence as if neither of us knew of each other's presence. Why couldn't she say hello? Why couldn't I do the same? Why does she need a window seat when she's reading the paper? I might possibly hate this woman. All this decided in a few minutes. Another passenger got up. A window seat! It was almost glowing. But, I couldn't get up now. The newspaper lady might begin to wonder about me. What if I hurt her feelings? I wouldn't want her to think I have something against her. No! The window seat was gone. Curse my overanalyzations. We were all people on this train with the common goal of transportation. We were breathing the same air, sitting within an arms length of each other, yet no one spoke a word to anyone. What was wrong with these people?!
As the train pulled away from the station I decided I hated them all.

Mon, 04 Nov 2002 06:31:10 GMT

ok ok ok. I have things I've got to do. DO THEM. godammit.

For me to ban the plastic plan

Fri, 25 Oct 2002 06:26:27 GMT

I did start taking this insanely long and unimportant survey, but couldn't tolerate it anymore.

All of a sudden I feel the need for expression. I bottle up so much and just need to let it out every so often. People put so much importance on the most unimportant things. Life is just so short and should be lived how you choose. It drives me insane that I can't be happy. But why can't I? I could go into this for hours. Pick apart the ways society has set up standards that hinder my happiness. All my life I have felt like I didn't belong anywhere, with anyone. Complete alienation since day one. I suppose I do this to myself. Always I have done what I was told and accepted things they way there are. I saw how I thought about things so different and wrong. But now I realize I can question the world around me. Adults aren't the authority. YOU give people authority. I need to give myself authority. This is why I love CKY so much. When I was slowly realizing that I was deserving of something, that I am who I am and can break the mold and do things the way I see they should be done, CKY was supporting me. They tell me to be proud of who I am and not to let anyone tell me otherwise. I know that you are told that all your life by people, but it was always such an empty phrase. It's full and real coming from them. NEVER STOP PROGRESSING. Question everything. I have the power to change, I seriously do.

Thu, 01 Aug 2002 17:05:56 GMT

I love only the mood lemons.

Wed, 31 Jul 2002 15:21:43 GMT

Fallen.