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Sunday, June 08, 2008
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pretty shitty.
Current mood: annoyed
there is nothing worse than getting shit on by your best friend. except when they shit on your true best friend. you can try and try to make people see reason... to understand that maybe, just maybe, they should listen to you. then, of course they don't. then what happens? they get shitted on. one day, people will listen. too bad they finally decide to listen when it's too late... when finally your life goes down the crap shoot and you've lost everything you could have ever wanted in your life. trust, companionship, loyalty, hell even that really good mind-blowing sex. it's all.gone. just because you decide that for the moment, you're having fun. everything seems wonderful! but is is? all good things come to an end and if you don't take the necessary precautions, the end will be huge and hurtful. i've gotten myself from the worse of everything i was involved in. the drugs, the lifestyle, the people. i am a happier person because of that. i finally know what i want in life because my mind isn't clouded over with all the "good" things. im not persuaded by the evil anymore. i wish that everyone i have ever known and will ever know will take the time to really look into what they are doing and ask themselves, will this get me to where i want to be? and then ask their selves, where exactly is that place? moral of the story... don't fuck up your life because you want to have fun. and if you're the one "having fun", stop shitting on people. cause im tired of drying the tears... i'll just have to start cleaning up the blood ...after i spill it. capeesh?
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Sunday, May 18, 2008
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funny ass movie quote.
Current mood: mellow
well, kinda funny. whatever, it's good to share.
Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll take a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never met, never had a no problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Oh, Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number got called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some kid from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices. A cute little ancillary benefit for them, but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back of course, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the fuckin' job interviews, which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what did I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. I figure fuck it, while I'm at it why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president. will--good will hunting
just because something seems to be the BEST thing for you to do, or what seems to be a good decision at the time... look at what you really want out of life... for your life. really go in depth of what ever acttion and decision you make because that simple choice could be exactly what changes your life... or changes someone else's.
yo.
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Monday, November 26, 2007
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hyp•o•crite
Current mood: annoyed
hyp•o•crite
1. a person who pretends to have virtues, moral or religious beliefs, principles, etc., that he or she does not actually possess, esp. a person whose actions belie stated beliefs.
2. a person who feigns some desirable or publicly approved attitude, esp. one whose private life, opinions, or statements belie his or her public statements.
ok. so we all know what a hypocrite is. but tell me this... is a person still a hypocrite when time goes by and opinions change? then wouldn't that make us all hypocrites? i'm sure everyone reading this has said something, years ago, or even a month ago that today they don't agree with anymore. people change everyday. new experiences in life make sure of that. yes, in certain situations, people are hypocrites. but i also believe that people change. get. over. it.
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Monday, September 24, 2007
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baby did a bad, bad thing.
Current mood: satisfied
i'm bad. heh. that's it. kirby.
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Sunday, July 15, 2007
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woohoo.
Current mood: flirty
ok, i'm single again. knew that wouldn't work out. especially with a psycho drunk. oh well. live and learn. but yeah, enjoying the single life again. probably gonna enjoy it for a while again. but that's ok. i miss my lil bitt. we took her down to fort jackson shortly after we got her drunk as hell at 2 bars. thank you big nate at starmax and quay at bennas!!! we'll miss her but we'll be having a big ass welcome back from bootcamp party in september. yayyers. ok....i'm gone to go swimming. see y'all on the flip side.
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Wednesday, June 13, 2007
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nice wake up call.
Current mood: chipper
well, shit changes and life goes on. i'm now in a relationship that seems to be working. i had to cut a tie that hurt pretty bad, but was meant to be for my own sanity. but my boyfriend called me about 10 minutes ago and usually, i'm still in bed. but he makes me want to get up and enjoy my day. that's a good sign, right? of course. i have my nissan 240 sx back and that's a big YAY. i'm on the road again and that's a beautiful thing. life gets shitty then it gets better. that's what makes life interesting i suppose. ok, i'm gonna go try to find some water to jump in and hopefully get a lil burnt. we'll see ya!
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Sunday, January 01, 2006
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it's amazing.
Current mood: blank
it really is. how you can trust someone so fuckin' much and then ... poof ... it's all gone. all
the trust you've built up over years of friendship. all for just ... nothing. makes you not
want to trust anyone ever again. but then ... where's the life in that? to love is to trust. life
without love, even in small doses, can make the hell we live in a heaven for just that
moment.
excuses are just that, excuses.
'i was going to tell you.'
doesn't really help when the little birdy has already gotten to me first.
well, i hope it was good and exactly what you were looking for. i hope in that one
moment, you were in heaven. because it's not fun here in hell.
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Sunday, October 29, 2006
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openminded/impressionable
Current mood: weird
openminded - 1. having or showing a mind receptive to new ideas or arguments.
2. unprejudiced; unbigoted; impartial.
impressionable - easily impressed or influenced; susceptible.
most know these two terms. i was thinking about how they coincide. when you're
openminded, you feel every action, choice, whatever is justifiable. example:killing
somone. most of us all know it's wrong. but if someone shot and raped your
mama, would you kill them? an openminded person can see this 'maybe' exception.
i say maybe, because someone who is openminded doesn't always have to believe
in doing such act. have i lost you yet? anyway. yet someone who is openminded
can be 'impressed' to do said thing just because in their mind, it's something that
can be justified.
another example. drugs. an openminded person is definately more apt to do
drugs because again, it's justified at some extent.
now everyone has choices, so to say that all openminded people are going to kill
someone and do drugs would be false. i feel a person's morals dictate that. anyway.
so, an openminded person, in the long run, may be more impressionable than
openminded. or maybe it's that openminded people can be impressionable? who
knows? not sure what the point is in the long run, but when i figure it out, i'll let
you know. i'm just sharing.
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Friday, October 20, 2006
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Family.
Current mood: sad
It's safe to say that I don't have the most...wonderful relationship with my parents.
In general, they think I'm a square peg and my family is a round hole. I don't fit.
OK. That's fine. I know they have to walk on egg shells around me, and honestly,
I hate that. Thing is, I have to walk on egg shells myself. Especially with my dad.
He's...tender-hearted. My mom on the other hand, is a worrywart. Through and
through. I think I've figured out why I'm the way I am towards them. I feel I'm too
screwed up in the head for them to worry about me. Think about it. If they hate me,
they won't have to worry about worrying. Make any sense? There's a song that fits
my situation pretty much perfectly. It's called Hate Me by Blue October. Anyway. I'm
thinking about going to see my old shrink, to make my dad happy. Sure, I'd love to
see her again...it's been a while and she was pretty damn cool. But yeah. I'm
sometimes down-right mean to the parentals and I feel horrible afterwards, so
maybe I'm not all that screwed up. Maybe it's my whole dysfunctional family? Yeah,
everyone has problems, but this one is mine and it's major to me. I don't
understand why I can be so mean to them, but be so nice to my friends. It
shouldn't be that way but somehow, it is. I am working on my relationship with
my family as we speak, but in all honesty, it's hard. No, my mom hasn't been the
best mother of the year and my dad is a hard ass (on the outside). I guess it
could be worse.
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Friday, June 23, 2006
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owwie
i went and got my nipples pierced today. i tell you what....OUCH! but it's all good...just hope I can figure out how to sleep...
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