Friday, April 25, 2003
Jade-Lo and I have been partaking of cheerleader beer tonight and Candy has had lots of beer and the boys don't complain. We're all naked and getting drunker by the minute. It's Good Times! Good night all! There will be much merry-making tonight!
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Thursday, April 24, 2003
Sorry for the melodrama as of late. Joseph has ended and I find myself in a state of restless unease. I auditioned for a summer show, but my audition was a disaster at best. There is a reason for everything, or so I've been told. Joseph turned out to be a really great experience and I'm a little meloncholy at the thought of it being over.My family and I are moving to another house in a city that God forgot. It's all for the best though. My room is red, Scarlet Fire to be exact, that's a plus.
April Love just very nearly sassed you at 10:45 PM;
Sunday, April 13, 2003
What do you do when your life crumbles within the confines of a single sentence? Noble readership, wherever and whomever you may be, I ask you to give me your input. I thought that I had found that something that makes waking up in the morning worth the fucking trouble. I was ill-advised to say the least. Where the hell do I go from here? I just don't know anymore.
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Monday, April 07, 2003
Ok kiddos, I don't have a clue what the hell happened on that last post. [ed. note: I fixed that shit, April Love....snoochies, Jett] Let's start over shall we. I saw Will Hoge Saturday night and they, as usual, rocked my socks off. These guys give you the best live show I've ever experienced. You should all go check them out. The lyrics are genuine and touching and everything else that makes you want to be a roadie for a band just to get to be within an arms distance of them. These guys pour their hearts into a show and take the time to hang out with the fans after. Saturday night they actually did an acoustic set outside the venue after legal playing hours were over just because we wanted more. I can't get over what great guys they are. I am not above, but I usually don't promote shamelessly, but I am for these guys. Anyone that loves great music should rush and buy their last two cd's, Carousel and Blackbird on a Lonely Wire. I am so moved by the honesty in the lyrics and how very much that I can relate to most of the songs. Great work guys and thanks for making real music.
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Thursday, April 03, 2003
I am obessed with the color red and always have been. For the last few months, I have realized how much I am like my father's mother whom I never had the chance to meet. I am much like my maternal grandmother, but I am seeing more of Goldie these days. I share her sharp wit and obsession with red, but most of all I share her temper. I can take a lot, but push me to the edge and I can't be held responsible. I can see the pained look in my father's eyes when I know that he has noticed one of these character traits that have lived on in me, his baby. His mother was taken from him by an unknown assailant in his fifteenth year. She was beaten and left for dead. She stayed in a coma for about three years with five teary eyed teenage children begging her to wake up. Lots of people say that she was a bitch. I guess that she was in a way. She always told you what she thought. I am so fortunate to have the DNA of such strong women. I fear that I let them down with every "stupid girl move" that I make. I look remarkably like Goldie. You can see her cheekbones under my round cheeks and I have inherited her eyes that show my every emotion. My father was his mother's baby, and I am certain that no one would be able to stand me had she lived on. She would have made sure that I was spoiled rotten, as if I'm not already. I would loved to have met her and ask her the questions about her life that I have to avoid in order to save my father's sanity. My aunt's are a wealth of knowledge, but it is marred by the time that creates a different picture. They look back at her as the perfect mother and no one is perfect. I wish I could have the entire picture, from her. To hear her talk about what brats my aunts and uncles were and to find out how she met my granddaddy. I just wish that I could talk to her.
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Wednesday, April 02, 2003
One of my dearest friends has found herself in the midst of a heartache. I know her fairly well and have no doubt that she will fully recover. I came across these lyrics from one of my favorite bands and thought that they were all too appropriate.Standing tall I still breathe, my heart is nailed to your sleeve. Hurt but living, I'll go on. And every day has it's dawn. --Adelayda
You know who you are and I love you.
When you put your heart out on the line, it's like plunging into the coldest of waters. As of late, my heart breaks at least once a day. I find that it might just make me stronger. I have remained happily single for about three years now. Lately, I find myself ready for a relationship. I need to pour myself into someone and it mean as much to them as it does to me. I am interested in a couple of people, but ultimately they are not who I want to be with. I've never been the type of person to waste my time dating someone that I can't see a future with, but now I think I'll try it. If I can't have who I want, then I'll have fun while I find a replacement. I'm tired of being alone. I feel most fulfilled when I have someone to nurture. Not like a mother, but the way you nurture someone that you love. The last year and a half has been the happiest I have had in a long time, but I'm not happy now. I have focused on things that will never come to frution. It's time for me to be realistic. I will spend the rest of my life recovering from what I have put my heart through this year.
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