Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day....

BLESSED ARE THE CRACKED; FOR IT IS THEY WHO LET IN THE LIGHT

August 18, 2004

once a week

For some one who talks alot of shit i don't really have much to say... that is of anything that would make sense... So i've been reduced to writting in here at least once a week... So yeah tha big day is finally here and like i've said before... 21 is the magic age....anything after that shouldn't be celebrated... hahaha BUt i must thank all my freinds who remembered my birthday... this year i was actually planning the usual vanish into thin air and reappear tomorrow... but it was decided that i shouldn't... unanimously... hahaha Ah yes... so what's different this year... Like some one once said...Same shit Differen't day... hahahaha boy i'm just bursting with optimism aren't i !!!
i wonder if it's really necesarry for me to be here if all i have to offer is alot of bitchin and whinning


A birthday wish for me,
a loved one to see it would be,
who'd hug me and tell me to hang in there,
someone to help my heart smile again.

August 11, 2004

newbie

Whoa... never thought i'd see the day i would start a journal... let a lone one on-line... having someone else know what's in your head ( there's alot of crap in this particar head...hence the disclaimers....) isn't ecxactly my idea of privacy... so a few disclaimers first... no wait.... lunch first... can't think on an empty stomach... ok i'm back... now for the discalimers... It's been really long since i've been to school so... this disclaimer is for me.... i ca'tn spell ...hahahaha yup i'm dislexic too... hah..what a combination... today is the elventh of august... i'm at work and surffing the net... very bored with my job...and life... and alot of other things... someone once told me i should try and write a poem a day...so i'm gona do that... i'll start with a few lines here n there and see how it goes...

lost is a mind of space,
if it has none but void to fill.
lost is a tongue that wags,
if it speaks only of ill.
lost is a blow of a crush,
if that crush sends you a blow.
lost is twenty seconds of your time,
for cluelessnes was my only crime.

i am pleased... :)