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Sunday, September 22, 2002

Sun, 22 Sep 2002 18:50:57 GMT

RIP DEAR HARLEY! I LOVE YOU MY CROSS EYED KITTY. :(

Saturday, September 07, 2002

Sat, 07 Sep 2002 13:46:06 GMT

I GOT A BOYYYYFRIEND I GOT A BOOOOYFRIEND.!!! LMAO I GUESS ILL WRITE ABOUT IT LATER

Friday, August 23, 2002

Fri, 23 Aug 2002 03:02:45 GMT

Her eyes so blue their like the sky

Her smile is made of gold

She'll always know the truth of her

No matter what shes told

One love was lost so long ago

She hasnt loved again

Though shes tried so many times

The pain she could not mend

She smiles to hide the pain she felt

She smiles instead of crys

She knows of all the bitter things

The anger and the lies

She does not conceive the love she should

Because she is too kind

Though deep down she feels so bad

She keeps an open mind

One day shell find that special one

To help her to her goal

They will be so very close

They will even share one soul

Tuesday, May 28, 2002

Tue, 28 May 2002 13:49:44 GMT

THE MOST ROMANTIC THING ANYONE HAS EVER WRITTIN ME:

Some sat that a rose that grew from the concrete was difficult and beautiful......What about the rose that grew in a beautiful pasture and was never seen nor charished? Well i see you...and im never leaving this pasture.I can sit here and tell you that you are gorgeous and beautiful...the best ive seen..but how many people can honestly say they are in love with your soul and personality? I know i can.

Do you remember the first time i met you? the first time we kissed and had to start over again, the shooting stars wrapped up in blankets in freezing weather, The phone conversations when you were sad and crying....then i told you how i felt and you were crying of happiness. All a scratch of the surface. Ive known you a long time....have we even yelled at each other? Do you know why i am writting this? To you let you know what i think about and to make you feel better about yourself beacuse you changed my life completely. you make me proud to be here beacuse your here. because of you i know what true love is.....with you.

~nyromantic~

Monday, May 20, 2002

Mon, 20 May 2002 10:06:17 GMT

ok say you have a friend. someone who you can talk to about almost anything! But.....theres a But. they contradict EVERYTHING you have to say or talk about. i know some people might not not care about that but i think it can be very annoying. you cant talk to them about anything because you dont wanna be corrected...EVERYTIME! it never fails. wouldnt you get alittle annoyed? example:

you: If i had a motorcycle..like a crotch rocket i would drive like 130 miles an hour and if i cop pulled me over and asked me if i knew how fast i was going i would gladly (with a smile) say "yes sir!!! i was going 130" lol

HIM: ACTUALLY KELLY YOU KNOW IF YOU WERE GOING THAT FAST THE COPS PROBABLY WOULDNT EVEN BOTHER PULLING YOU OVER BECAUSE THEY WOULD KNOW THEY WOULDNT CATCH YOU.

you: yes they would are kidding me? they have alot of car chases where cars are going up to those speeds.

HIM: NO THEY WOULDNT. YOU WOULD BE GONE BY THE TIME THEY REALIZED HOW FAST YOU WERE GOING, PLUS THERE CARS DONT GO THAT FAST ANYWAYS. THEY WOULD NEVER CATCH YOU. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

(grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!)(thats me)

another example:

he got a blood clot on his arm. like a small vein that was swelling and you could see a small red dot from it.

him: do have an antihistamine?

me: no why?

him: because i need to put it on my arm cuz of my blood clot i just got. my vien is swelling and i need it to go down.

me: lol no and i dont think you put an antihistamine on it anyways. i think an antihistamine is for allergies. not blood clots.

so i asked my dad if we had any for him, and my dad tells him that he shouldnt be putting an antihistamine on his arm. my dad went to school for that kind of stuff, so he was telling him what he did need to put on it for the swelling to go down. he starts argueing with my dad! lol well not argueing but contradicting my dad! and my dad knows for a fact about this stuff because he went to school for it! and even after my dad told him he went to school for it he STILL contradicted him! lol

its hard to come up with examples for this because we talked about sooooo much stuff and everything we talked about he contradicted me. so when i said "keep your thoughts to yourself" i just ment DONT CONTRADICT ME. you can actually have a conversation with someone without haveing to contradict them. he always just made me feel like i didnt know anything like i was stupid and he knew it all. THATS WHAT GOT ANNOYING!!!!!!!!

i could be talking about moisquitos or something. i would say "did you know they live in the grass" and he would have to say "no they live in the trees" or.....i could be talking about something ill def know is true and i know the answer and he will still contradict me!! lol grrrrr it just got soo annoying after awile. it made me not wanna talk to him about anything. its one thing to state what you heard or what you might think about the situation or conversation or even say well "i think.......blah blah blah blah" but to tell me im wrong and correct me about everything i wanna talk about, it just makes me not wanna talk to you about anything. i dunno maybe im wrong in the situation but thats how i feel. now im pointing out something that you obviously didnt see. how do you feel now? good? ok good thats what i was making sure of...i wouldnt wanna hurt YOUR feelings.

Friday, May 17, 2002

Fri, 17 May 2002 18:03:50 GMT

ive lost. someone that that i was really close to. probably my only true friend. i dont understand how it happen. we were getting sooo close. i mean i liked him. alot. and just when we were getting somehwere or so i thought he stop wanting anything to do with me. why does this always happen to me? every time i get close to a guy they shit on me. i dont know if i can take it anymore. an he had me convinced he would never hurt me and always be there for me. noone will ever really love me again. one guy has loved me truely in my life. and hes still in my life but we are only friends. im hurting soo badly inside. and he doesnt even care. :( i dont know what to do. i miss him. tons. it was like one minute he wantd to do this really sweet thing for me and i guess it was really romantic but then he never did it and we didnt talk ever again after that. i called him but his cousin said he didnt wanna talk to me. :( :( i dont understand. well i guess im gonna go lay down..im not really feeling well right now. i cant even eat. bye all.

Wednesday, April 03, 2002

Wed, 03 Apr 2002 02:31:39 GMT

Well i dunno maybe i shouldnt have this site anymore. lol i never write in it anymore. not like i have a life or anything...there is no reason not to write. i used to write everyday. hmmmmm i guess ill start again.

ok ..........so...........how bout them yankess? lol

ooohhh oohhh i know i know....ill tell you my booger story, since i know my mom wouldnt tell you. ;)

my mom and i were on our way to my old school to get my files, and i was pickin my nose in the car! (gross i know, happens to the best of us) well when i pulled my finger out, a huuuuge booger came with it. I didnt know what to do with it cuz i didnt have a tissue, so i rolled down the window and flung it out. well you can only guess...it got stuck to the back window. I was like "ill get it off" and i started to roll the window down wile my mom screamed "noooooo dont roll it down" but it was too late. As i rolled up the window, yeah it smeared, and was all over the window. my mom laughed soo hard....that i started to laugh. we laughed for a good 10 mins. i almost cryed. so we went to the gas station to wash it off. it wasnt coming off. lol my mom said "what is your boogers made of cement"? lmao

i guess you had to be there. im also really bad at explaining things. and that was my story. lol

Wednesday, March 06, 2002

Wed, 06 Mar 2002 14:10:06 GMT

Happy Birthday to ME Happy Birthday to me Happy birrrrthdayyyy to mmeeeee.. Happy Birthday to me!!

I am 18, I am 18, I aaaaaammmmm 18. I am 18.

Thanks everybody.

Wednesday, January 16, 2002

Wed, 16 Jan 2002 05:01:43 GMT

hi everyone sorry i havent been able to bore with my entry's but i havent really got the time to write. i work and im usually not home. my job is going good except they cut everyones hours. but next month it will be better cuz one girl is gonna leave cuz shes having a baby soon. like real soon. im not going to college this semester. im going to wait till fall. besides the fact i cant pay for it yet and stuff, i dont wanna have to go during the summer too. and i dont wanna go one semester and not the fallowing one. ya know? but i have to work in an hour. so my writting time has to be cut short again! ill write later/ i get out of work at 10am.4 hours isnt long but hey its money.plus i get tips. not alot but at least ten dollars a day. so anyways i have to go put my hair up and get ready. ttyl. peace love and hair grease.

Monday, January 07, 2002

Mon, 07 Jan 2002 07:16:54 GMT

Wow its been a year since i wrote. lol i guess i have been alittle busy. i got a new job. my old one was too stressfull. my boss was a jerk and the people i worked with were even worse. i havent talked to nyromantic or heather in a long time. well i talked to nyromantic alittle but not very often. its just that he works all the time and when he isnt working or is on a break im not home. so we never talk. its sad. i miss him tons. i have to work in about a 1/2 hour. i like my new job. its easy and my new boss is easy going. my first day i went to pour coffee for someone and when i picked up the coffee pot, i wacked the part that held the coffee grinds and they went all over the place. lol all over the sugar, all over the counter and on the floor. surprisingly my boss just laughed and said it happens alot. pheww *wipes forhead* thank goodness hes nice to me. :) ill be writting more often now that ill be home more. i hope i havent lost all my readers. *wink wink* but i must go to my job now and spill coffee grinds all over the place again. hopefully that wont happen. bye for now.

peace love and hair grease.