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It was the way my thighs felt against the cool car hood that made me like you so And it was the way a risk can run down a spine that made my blood race as a few bleary eyes stumbled to their cars unaware And it was the way you took me with such strength and stretched me between the moon and a Chevrolet that made me crave you so ~Jewel~

Thursday, May 31, 2001

I am sick as a dog :o( My head hurts and my nose is running a marathon, and i am losing my voice. Nice way to start off a job huh. I am on my like hour break between shifts at fridays, and just want to crawl into bed and die. Why did my stupid ass sign up to pull a double. What is wrong with me? Lol, Marty thinks I have west nile disease. I am gonna go lay down upstairs with a big box of tissues, and try to read a few chapters of Harry Potter. I really love those books.

Wednesday, May 30, 2001

Sorry I suck at updating this thing. I can just not seem to get myself motivated enough to sit down at the computer to type all my shit down.
HFStival was a lot of fun, but not nearly as memorable at '99 edition. I didn't like as many bands this year, and it must have had thousands more people there this year, which made it horrible to move around. I went rock climbing on the wall and sucked at it! The wall at school is so much easier! So Memorial Day the Hentz's came over and I convinced Lyndsey's mom to let her go next year. Smooth move on my part. She is a cool girl. Its a shame she is so much younger than me, or I think we would have been really close friends growing up. I invited her to come with me saterday to the Fidel CD release party at recher. Unfortunately, it looks like I am going to be working now.
Work is coming along okay. I am getting the hang of the micros, and even won movie tickets, for a little contest we had. The people I am training with are really cool and I think I'll get along with them great. I am pulling a double shift of training tomorrow...yuck.

Joe...if your reading this: I have your shirt and hat from HFStival. Sorry bout that!

Monday, May 28, 2001

ooops never mind. It no longer sucks because it is back online! YEA! I know all of you are jumping for joy to see my latest entries. And I would give you the latest update on the concert yesterday, but I am feeling sunburnt and tierd and sick to my stomach...so i am off to lay back down in bed as long as I can.
um blogger sucks!

Thursday, May 24, 2001

Due to increasing products liability litigation, American beer brewers have accepted the FDA’s suggestion that the following warning labels be placed immediately on all beer containers:
1. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell happened to your bra.
2. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you are whispering when you are not.
3. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard.
4. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.
5. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to think you can sing.
6. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to believe that ex-lovers are really dying for you to telephone them at four in the morning.
7. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with other members of the opposite sex without spitting.
8. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you have mystical Kung Fu powers, resulting in you getting your ass kicked.
9. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to roll over in the morning and see something really scary.
10. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is the leading cause of inexplicable rug burns on the forehead.
11. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people.
12. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to believe you are invisible.
13. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you.
14. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause a disturbance in the time-space continuum, whereby gaps of time may seem to literally disappear.
Why can't i get to my page on the internet? Is it just my computer? If you have accesed my site PLEASE let me know by emailing me at fool2believe@aol.com THANK YOU
So my new babysitting job is a 45min drive away. Oh well, I will deal. Its only two days a week.

Why do I always procrastinate so much? I am so terrible at getting things done on time. They need to invent a pill that makes you more productive. I am sure there is some brain chemical that can be increased to promote non-procrastination. Lol I need help. Actually I could use some help with the upstairs windows. Any takers?

Wednesday, May 23, 2001

So here's the news on the latest Taliban human rights violations: Check out the link.
I just cannot believe that after the horrible things that were done during the second wold war, that some have still not learned that discrimination is wrong. I will never truly understand the muslim or hindu culture, but the government in charge of these religions have to pass laws that serve the "greater good". Shutting down hospitals and ruining ancient statues are not goign to solve any problems, only create more. Why aren't children of the world being taught to comprimise and accept differences?
Ahhh people make me so angry sometimes.

Tuesday, May 22, 2001


I can not wait until sunday! For more info on the HFStival check out WHFS.com
So I spent all day driving around to restaurants in Harford County looking for jobs, and what do I have to show for it? A broken alternator. And as if I have the money to buy a new one with no job. Damn, did i stumble into some bad luck or what. So I should be going to the athletic club right now, but I am too lazy, and it is too hot outside. Maybe I will go, I just have to call up Kristi.
My sister keeps on drinking all of my breakfast chocolate drinks, and now I have none left for me. Damn her inconsiderate ass.
I need to update some of the links on my aol homepage. I guess I should start fixing up a lot of my webpages, and update them a little. Okay...lots of stuff to do, so little patience.

Thursday, May 17, 2001

So life is currently sucky and dragging along slow as hell. I still have not found a job through many repeated attempts, and cannot seem to get even an interview anywhere. Bel Air is a big town...why does no one want to hire me? And I would be a damn good employee too. So I am sitting on my ass all day long, procrastinating unpacking and doing chores to pay off my car insurance. I am not getting to see Marty as often as I would like, and I am too lazy to go to the gym.
I got stuff in the mail from Global Routes which is a kick ass opportunity for me to volunteer in another country for the summer, but unfortunately it cost money because it is a non profit organization. It would most likely cost me 5 grand by the time everything is finished. Is it worth it? I think so but the rents are a pain in the ass when it comes to me not working. This is such a cool opportunity and a wonderful way for me to see more of the country, but they dont look at it that way. All they see is mounting college bills I need to pay off. Where is the support I need? Okay I am gonna go out to dinner now with kristie which'll be nice. Adios

Monday, May 14, 2001

So I have been home now for a few days, and still haven't finished unpacking. Grrr...I hate organizing stuff. I wish I could just live out of my suitcases. I just did a painting in about 45 min. And it looks pretty neat too. Very dream like. I have too many creative juices flowing...all i want to do is draw.
I went and filled out applications today for waitressing and hopefully got a job at Ruby Teusdays. I will have to go in for an interview later on this week. Hopefully things will work out there. I wish I could spend this summer on one of those volunteer abroud trips....gotto go

Sunday, May 13, 2001

I am HOME! Its kinda nice, but I have way too much unpacking to do. Today is mothers day and I need to go out and get something for mom still. What should I get her? I have no money left either. Damn. Okay, Marty has my credit card, so I guess the first stop is his house to wake his sleeping ass up. I am guessing Josh is on the internet cause the phone is busy. MARTY WAKE UP!

Friday, May 11, 2001

Will my macaroni mess make it into the Loyola college police blotter? Wait and find out!

My classes are over. I am now a SOPHMORE in college. How scary is that? This yeat went by way too fast yet I am really looking forward to next year and my new roomates! I have a lot of improvements to make with myself and scholastically next year. I want to be more social and meet more people than I did this year. I also want to get to know my teachers better, and actually go to office hours. I NEED to get on the deans list again, and no more semesters like this one. I want to be great at OAE and be more of a risk-taker. I want to plan out internships AHEAD OF TIME. I am going to make sure my roomate can talk to me so we don't have any more crazy problems...then again, next year my roomate will not be a bitch. I want to get more involved on campus and join the business clubs and other things. I will have a more positive attitude. I will get a job and will earn extra money for Thailand. I will travel to kick ass places around here and find cool little restaurants and shops in the city. I will go to a culteral event at least once a week. And at least double the amount of reading I do now...which brings it up to about 3 hrs a night. Well, thats a little far fetched...we'll see. I want to be more organized about my school work, and actually study, even if I don't have to: at least reviewing over class notes. I want to spend as much time as possible with Marty and keep things great with him: everything is already great with us...not to muchto work on lol. I want to talk to my sister more and start taking her out places with me: I feel like its my fault she is not social and doesnt have many friends.
I think that right there is plenty of goals for one year.

I am soo glad classes are OVER. I just can't get over it. IT IS SUMMER TIME BABY

SCHOOLS OUT FOR SUMMER!

Thursday, May 10, 2001

My legs are sore from the sexcapades last night :*

People found my site by searching for:
Ghetto Butt Pics
Dave Hill from Fidel
Chevy Nova Pics
Doorway Beads
Chevy Poems
North George
culteral comedy

Gotta love Google search engine. I looked up my own name, and found my penpal from middle school: Kendra Coppage. She is now going to UFL. I also found the obituary for my great grandmother mimi. Which is wierd because I realized that I never knew her real name before...not even her last name. THat makes me sad though because I used to love visiting her. Died in 1995...i thought it was earlier than that.
Last night was unbelievable. Wow. I was so surprised when Marty came walkign through my door. It was exactly what I needed to make the day better. So needless to say I didn't get any studying done, but that is okay...it was well worth it. Mmm mmm mmm. Thast was some great sex. He spent at least an hour just giving me massages and kisses me from head to the tip of my toes. I love it when he does that. It just makes me want to jump on him. lol.

I got an e-mail from my Dad telling me to call him. I hope its not bad news about Uncle Jeff. I have a dreaded feeling that it is though. This would be the third time now the cancer has come back...and it couldn't have happened to a nicer guy. He is just sooo involved with his church and now works on fundraising for cancer research. Damn, life just doesn't make sense any more. I hope my Dad is handling alright.

Everyone like my new dicuss button thingy. I already got the thumbs up from Michelle and Joe. Unfortunantly, the link doesnt say how many people have already posted comments, but I get a cool email every time someone does...so post away!

Wednesday, May 09, 2001

An e-mail from mom:

Bad news, Uncle Jeff may have cancer again. They saw some spots on his lungs and need to do more tests. Keep him in your prayers.

luv mom

Tuesday, May 08, 2001

I ended up with a B- in Spanish. Believe it or not, I am actually happy about it. So I had my western civ exam today and he asked for essays on Western Imperialism from 1860 to the end of the cold war and I think I did okay on it. I knew all of the countries and exactly what African nations they conquored by heart, but I don't think the essay flowed all that well. The second one was on the intellectuals and elites of the 19th and 20th century and their views on productive and unproductive members of society. I kicked ass on that essay! I talked about Malthus, Mill, Marx, Owen, Bentham, Darwin, Spencer, and jsut blew that paper away. I could have written so much more too, but you know how you remember something you wanted to say in the middel of a paper, which is all fine and dandy when you are typing, but when writing it out you just can't add in a paragraph with an arrow. Well at least not in this class. So I am just floating right now full of happiness.
So as I was walking back from Western civ I ran into Sarah and she turned me right around dropped my bookbag off in the closet of the art gallery, and we took off the catch PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION to the harbor. I cannot believe that I got on the bus. I feel so empowered now...like I don't have to stay on campus. And its only a buck 35 to get to the harbor. How exciting. So we walked to the Baltimore Visionary Art Museum which is just one of the coolest places I have ever been too. The coolest painting there was by a guy from my home town of Harford County Maryland...now that is randomness. Okay I am off to take a nap...to much studying has drained my mind hehe

Saturday, May 05, 2001

Marty is my knight riding on that white horse off into the sunset holding me in his arms.

I don't think he realizes that I think so highly of him and how utterly unbelievable my love is for him. He is that one considerate soul that I let into my heart to love me for all of my good and bad. He has broadened my world, my eyes, and my view of life. I love him for all of that and sooo much more. I love him because he always wants to hold me and be with me. I love him because he talks to me about what is deep down in his heart...those forbiden secrets even our best of friends do not know. I love him because he keeps our love real and down to earth but we still have those unearthly loving moments that cannot be touched. I love him for being stubborn and now always agreeing with me - I always have loved a good argument. And the biggest thing is that he alows me to reach my goals, helps me along the way, and even if it tears us further apart - that right there is the best trait I have ever seen in a person my entire life - giving up a part of yourself for someone else, and he does that every day for me, without jealousy, but understanding.

I need a hug from him right now. One of those hugs that last and I can breath deep into his chest and know that I am safe for the time being pressed up against him. The kind of hug that stops everything that was moving ahead of you, helps you gain perspective, and realize that everything will be okay, and if not, you will get though it together.

My pop pop is really sick right now and I have been holding my emotions back all day. My Nanna is such a stong brave woman, I hope that I can grow to be like her. My pop pop had an operation the other day because he had lost feeling in his arm due to a pinched nerve in his spinal cord. So they operated on his spinal vertebrae and fused together three disks in his neck. He had to go back to the emergency room last night becasue of all the pain he was in and becasue his hand where the iv was, was all swollen up. I hate to see him in pain, because I have always seen him as that strong navy guy, the excellant swimmer, and the one that picks up up in the pool and throws us as high as the sky. I want to go over and help, but I don't know if he wants any company. If I went over, I don't think I'll be able to hold back my tears...I can barely now. No, I would hold back the tears. I always do. I always appear strong to my family. I try and never let my insecurities show around them. But this is hard. I know your not sopposed to have a favorite grandparents but my nanna and pop pop are my favorite. I hate the concept of death :( Okay, I need to finish cleaning my room before I completely break down and cry.

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