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| Jan. 15th, 2009 @ 03:22 pm Lyrics, lyrics, lyrics. | |||
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I'm feeling :
This time, I wonder what it feels like contemplativeI'm listening to : Nickelback "Gotta be Somebody" To find the one in this life, the one we all dream of But dreams just aren't enough So I'll be waiting for the real thing, I'll know it by the feeling The moment when we're meeting, will play out like a scene Straight off the silver screen So I'll be holding my own breath, right up 'til the end Until that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with Cause nobody wants to be the last one there Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares Someone to love with my life in their hands There's gotta be somebody for me like that Cause nobody wants to do it on their own And everyone wants to know they're not alone There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere There's gotta be somebody for me out there Tonight, out on the street, out in the moonlight And dammit this feels too right, it's just like deja vu Me standing here with you So I'll be holding my own breath, could this be the end Is it that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with Cause nobody wants to be the last one there Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares Someone to love with my life in their hands There's gotta be somebody for me like that Cause nobody wants to do it on their own And everyone wants to know they're not alone There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere There's gotta be somebody for me out there You can't give up, looking for a diamond in the rough You never know, when it shows up, make sure you're holding on Cause it could be the one, the one you're waiting on Cause nobody wants to be the last one there And everyone wants to feel like someone cares Someone to love with my life in their hands There's gotta be somebody for me, ohhh Nobody wants to do it on their own And everyone wants to know their not alone There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere There's gotta be somebody for me out there Nobody wants to be the last one there Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere There's gotta be somebody for me out there | |||
| Jul. 4th, 2007 @ 05:39 pm Happy 4th of July! | |||
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| I watched the flag pass by one day, It fluttered in the breeze. A young Marine saluted it, And then he stood at ease.. I looked at him in uniform So young, so tall, so proud, With hair cut square and eyes alert He'd stand out in any crowd. I thought how many men like him Had fallen through the years. How many died on foreign soil? How many mothers' tears? How many pilots' planes shot down? How many died at sea? How many foxholes were soldiers' graves? No, freedom isn't free. I heard the sound of Taps one night, When everything was still, I listened to the bugler play And felt a sudden chill. I wondered just how many times That Taps had meant "Amen," When a flag had draped a coffin, Of a brother or a friend. I thought of all the children, Of the mothers and the wives, Of fathers, sons and husbands With interrupted lives. I thought about a graveyard At the bottom of the sea Of unmarked graves in Arlington. No, freedom isn't free. | |||
| Apr. 20th, 2007 @ 12:15 pm OPENING NIGHT! | |||
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I'm feeling :
Peter Pan @ Tri-C West  sleepyApril 20, 21, 26, 27 and 28 at 8 p.m. April 22 and 29 at 3 p.m., Based upon the book by J.M. Barrie with music by Jule Styne and lyrics by Betty Comden and Adolph Green, Peter Pan, which includes such classic songs as "I’m Gonna Crow" and "I Won’t Grow Up," takes audience members on a magical journey to Neverland. With the aid of the loyal Tinkerbelle, Peter rescues Wendy, Peter, Michael, John and the Lost Boys from Captain Hook. He might even rescue the audience from the worst possible villain: adulthood. Directed by Scott Posey and musically directed by Kira Seaton, flying for Peter Pan is provided by “Flying by Foy.” General admission tickets are $10 each. Student, senior and Tri-C staff tickets are $8 each. Admission is free for Tri-C students with a valid Tri-C ID. For more information and for ticket reservations, call the Western Campus Box Office at (216) 987-5536. | |||
| Apr. 6th, 2007 @ 02:43 am The Everything Test! | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Mar. 12th, 2007 @ 12:33 pm My Hitman Name :) | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Mar. 11th, 2007 @ 01:59 pm RIP | |||
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| Mar. 7th, 2007 @ 09:31 am I'm Stoopid! | |||
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| Mar. 1st, 2007 @ 12:38 pm A Clevelander is sent to Hell... | |||
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I'm feeling :
A guy from Cleveland dies and is sent to Hell. He had been a wicked, horrible man his entire life. The devil puts him to work breaking up rocks with a sledgehammer. To make it worse, he cranks up the temperature and the humidity. After a couple of days, the devil checks in on his victim to see if he is suffering adequately. The devil is aghast as the Clevelander is happily swinging his hammer and whistling a happy tune. The devil walks up to him and says, "I don't understand this. I've turned the heat way up, it's humid, and you're crushing rocks; why are you so happy?" The Clevelander with a big smile, looks at the devil and replies, "This is great! It reminds me of August in Cleveland . Hot, humid, a good place to work. It reminds me of home. This is fantastic!" amusedThe devil, then extremely perplexed, walks away to ponder the Clevelander remarks. Then he decides to drop the temperature, send down a driving rain and torrential wind. Soon, Hell is a wet, muddy mess. Walking in mud up to his knees with rain blowing into his eyes, the Clevelander is happily slogging through the mud pushing a wheelbarrow full of crushed rocks. Again, the devil asks how he can be happy in such conditions. The Clevelander replies, "This is great! Just like April in Cleveland . It reminds me of home, doing yard work and gardening on the Northcoast!" The devil is now completely baffled but more determined to make the Clevelander suffer. He makes the temperature plummet. Suddenly Hell is blanketed in snow and ice. Confident that this will surely make the Clevelander unhappy, the devil checks in on him. He is again aghast at what he sees. The Clevelander is dancing, singing, and twirling his sledgehammer as he cavorts in glee. "How can you be so happy? Don't you know its 40 below zero?" screams the devil. Jumping up and down, the Clevelander throws a snowball at the devil and yells, "Hell's frozen over! This means the Browns finally won the Super Bowl!" Cleveland: Beautiful in it's Self-Defeated Sense of Pride. | |||
| Feb. 1st, 2007 @ 11:09 am I promise... | |||
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♥I promise you my love♥ ♥I promise you my heart♥ ♥I promise you my life♥ ♥I promise we'll never be apart♥ ♥I promise not to hurt you♥ ♥I promise to never make you cry♥ ♥I promise to always trust you♥ ♥I promise not to lie♥ ♥I promise you forever♥ ♥I promise you tonight♥ ♥I promise you my respect♥ ♥I promise to do things right♥ ♥I promise to always be there♥ ♥I promise until the end♥ ♥I promise to always love you♥ ♥I promise to be your best friend♥ ♥I promise you my love♥ ♥I promise you my life♥ ♥I promise this forever♥ ♥I promise our friendship is my life♥ | |||
| Jan. 25th, 2007 @ 12:31 am Ugh... | |||
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I feel like crap. I'm as sick as a dog. This is going to be the death of me. Ugh. I feel like I want to die. I hate being sick. I'm done. | |||
| Dec. 26th, 2006 @ 10:48 am This is a long 'I hate life' entry... | |||
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I just can't believe how much life sucks right now. Like seriously, I don't know if there is anything that could make me feel worse than I do right now. I'm constantly puking, I can't eat anything because I'll puke it right back up. I can't sleep. When I do sleep it's only for half an hour to and hour at a time. My whole body aches, inside and out. Hold that though, I gotta go puke again. Ok, I'm back. I think this is the most serious depression I've ever been in. I don't know if I can make it out alive. I'm not sure if I even want to make it out alive. The morning's and the night time's are the most difficult. I don't feel like doing much of anything at all. I don't know why. I don't feel like seeing anyone. I don't really feel like talking to anyone. I just wish this would go away quickly so I can get on with my originally pathetic life. It's even more pathetic now than it was before. Sometimes I just feel like going out to the cemetary and just sitting there beside my grandmother. For some reason, I feel at peace out there. I just don't know anymore. I think I might take AJ's idea about writing things down in a journal. Which is kind of what I'm doing. I'm thinking more of a personal journal. Ways I feel, I felt, just things that I feel like getting out on paper. Then when everything gets better, I get to burn them! That's the only part that makes me some what happy now. *shrug* Oh well, life goes on right. Well, for some, life goes on. I miss my grandmother. I miss Josh. That's all there is to it. It's hard to lose the ones you love. Again, I beleive that whatever idiot coined the phrase "Tis better to have loved and lost, then never to have loved at all." was just that, an idiot. I guess that would pertain more to romantic love than anything. But still, they were an idiot. Who ever coined the phrase "Life's a bitch and then you die." hit the nail on the head. That's actually how I truely feel about life, well right now anyway. Before I was happy that I actually had a life or what not. Whatever pathetic thing you could call my life. Alright, my rant is over. Not like anyone really read it. *shrug* I'm going to try to take my mind off somethings. AJ also said something about some pill that could help me sleep but I would be knocked out for 10+ hours. Dan also mentioned something about an herbal pill that I could take, that would do the same. I thought about checking into that. I never really could get to sleep after my grandmother passed. Josh helped with that and now he doesn't want to anymore. *sigh* Sometimes I just feel like I'll never be good enough for anyone. I haven't been so far. Ok, I'm done. Go about your busy little lives. | |||
| Dec. 22nd, 2006 @ 03:01 pm Life ain't always beautiful... | |||
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Current Location: In bed
Life aint always beautifulI'm feeling :  indescribableI'm listening to : Gary Allan "Life Ain't Always Beautiful" Sometimes it's just plain hard Life can knock you down, it can break your heart Life aint always beautiful You think you're on your way And it's just a dead end road at the end of the day But the struggles make you stronger And the changes make you wise And happiness has its own way of takin it's sweet time CHORUS No, life aint always beautiful Tears will fall sometimes Life aint always beautiful But it's a beautiful ride Life aint always beautiful Some days I miss your smile I get tired of walkin all these lonely miles And I wish for just one minute I could see your pretty face Guess I can dream, but life don’t work that way But the struggles make me stronger And the changes make me wise And happiness has its own way of takin it's sweet time No, life aint always beautiful But i know i'll be fine Hey, life aint always beautiful But it's a beautiful ride What a beautiful ride | |||
| Dec. 22nd, 2006 @ 02:48 pm How I've felt... | |||
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I will not make the same mistakes that you did I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery I will not break the way you did You fell so hard I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt Because of you I find it hard to trust Not only me, but everyone around me Because of you... I am afraid I lose my way And it's not too long before you point it out I cannot cry Because I know that's weakness in your eyes I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh Everyday of my life My heart can't possibly break When it wasn't even whole to start with Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe side So I don't get hurt Because of you I find it hard to trust Not only me, but everyone around me Because of you... I am afraid I watched you die I heard you cry Every night in your sleep I was so young You should have known better than to lean on me You never thought of anyone else You just saw your pain And now I cry In the middle of the night For the same damn thing.. Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt Because of you I tried my hardest just to forget everything Because of you I don't know how to let anyone else in Because of you I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty Because of you I am afraid Because of you...you... Because of you...you... | |||
| Dec. 18th, 2006 @ 01:06 am Scientific proof that Santa and flying reindeer don't exist... | |||
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Thanks Jay for the most interesting read of the Christmas season... Steven Hawking: "No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified, and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen. There are 2 billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesn't (appear to) handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to 15% of the total - 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average (census)rate of 3.5 children per household, that's 91.8 million homes. One presumes there's at least one good child in each. Santa has 31 hours of Christmas to work with, thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east to west(which seems logical). This works out to 822.6 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house. Assuming that each of these 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about .78 miles per household, a total trip of 75-1/2 million miles, not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding etc. This means that Santa's sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second, 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man- made vehicle on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per second - a conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour. The payload of the sleigh adds an interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium sized Lego set (2 lbs), the sleigh is carrying over 500 thousand tons, not counting Santa himself. On land, a conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that the "flying" reindeer could pull ten times the normal amount, the job can't be done with eight or even nine of them. Santa would need 360,000 of them. This increases the payload, not counting the weight of the sleigh, another 54000 tons, or roughly seven times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth (the ship, not the monarch). 600,000 tons travelling at 650 miles per second creates enormous air resistance --- this would heat up the reindeer in the same fashion as a spacecraft re-entering the earth's atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer would absorb 14.3 quintillion joules of energy per second each. In short, they would burst into flames almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them and creating deafining sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team would be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second, or right about the time Santa reached his fifth stop. Not that it matters, however, since Santa, as a result of accelerating from a dead stop to 650 mps in .001 seconds, would be subjected to centrifugal forces of 17,500 g's. A 250 pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of the sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force, instantly crushing his bones and organs and reducing him to a quivering blob of goo. Therefore, if Santa did exist, he's dead now. Merry Christmas!" | |||
| Dec. 7th, 2006 @ 01:12 am *blank* | |||
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Just an FYI for all of those out there. My grandmother passed away earlier this afternoon. This is going to be a long and not very pleasent year. There are no specific plans for the funeral arrangements yet, all I know is that the showing will be on Sunday night and the funeral itself will be on Monday morning. Place: Sunset Memorial Park 6265 Columbia Road - P.O. Box 729 North Olmsted, Ohio 44070 Showing: Sunday, December 10 @ 3 - 7 pm Funeral Service: Monday, December 11 @ 10 am If you'd like to show up, fantastic. I'm not expecting any one, kind of like when my grandfather passed away. If you'd like more information, gimme a call. | |||
| Dec. 4th, 2006 @ 02:19 pm Woooooo! | |||
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| Nov. 13th, 2006 @ 07:46 pm Yeah, I'm a loser ... go ahead, say it. | |||
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So today I hurt my little pinky knuckle. Don't know how though. I think it's possibly broken. It hurts bad when I have to move it certain ways. I don't really recall doing anything that would have hurt it though. Oh well... | |||
| Nov. 6th, 2006 @ 08:00 pm *blank* | |||
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I think it's funny that the one person in the world you know that will make you feel better, is always the first person to make you feel like crap... I was going through my old messages in my inbox and I came across this one that Josh sent me... Needless to say, it's a bunch of bullshit but I still think it's cute... "I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad Carry you around when your arthritis is bad All I wanna do is grow old with you I’ll get your medicine when your jaw aches Build you a fire if the furnace breaks Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you I’ll miss you I’ll kiss you :-* Give you my coat when you are cold I’ll need you I’ll feed you Even let ya hold the remote control So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink Put you to bed if you’ve had too much to drink I could be the man who grows old with you All I wanna do is grow old with you" | |||
| Oct. 24th, 2006 @ 06:23 pm *blank* | |||
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Current Location: Bed
Ugh, I can't fucking win.I'm feeling :  crappyI'm listening to : Blue October "Sound of Pulling Heaven Down" This doesn't seem to be fucking getting better. If I have to replace my fucking phone one more fucking time, I'm going to shoot someone in their ass. God damn, Verion and LG suck major fucking donkey ass. Ugh, so tomorrow, after work, I'll have to go replace my phone and stand in line forever and a day and hopefully I'll get a free phone. If not, I'm cancelling my fucking account with them after the contracts up and going with another company and phone company. This sucks donkey balls. Now it's time for work. Ugh! Today can't get any fucking better. *sadness* | |||
| Oct. 23rd, 2006 @ 01:53 am *blank* | |||
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So incase anyone cared. My weekend was actually better than I thought it would have been. Went to Mansfield with <3 Josh <3. I GOT TO TOUCH A VAMPIRE! He ended up out running that cop. *sigh* Got to Mansfield about 6:30pm ish and were one of the first 20 people in line to enter the prison. Then we got bumped up to the first 10! Exciting! Got to go with another couple, older. They were there the night before. It was so much fun, I recommend it. Half way through there was a 'Decision' to make. Either the Vampires pathway (Right) or the Demons pathway (left). I wanted to go Demons but I was out numbered. So we went Vampires. I got to TOUCH one! Scared another one. Lol, that was funny. Uh, got outta Mansfield by about 8. Got back into Cuyahoga County and decided that we still had time to go out and actually accumulate all the DVD's that we wanted. Ran about to N. Royalton Blockbuster, then to Broadview Blockbuster, then out to Macedonia Blockbuster. Finally we got all the Exorcist movies that we wanted to watch. We got Emily Rose in the mail so we watched that when we got back to Josh's place. :-D Ended up going to bed at about 1:30 in the morning. Great night. Finally woke up at about 12:30ish and jumped in the shower and we started watching the entire Exorcist collection. I would have to say I liked III the best. It was just a great day. *end of story* | |||
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