One_way_skits's Xanga

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Tue, 24 Oct 2006 21:50:18 GMT

So I'm hoping this is the last place you'll think to go while you're bored and on the web...

I'm hoping that you'll never read these words and never wish you hadn't.

I'm hoping that in your new busy life with your new busy friends you won't have time to visit old pages.

I'm hoping that you don't read these phrases that hurt so much to dangle over the abyss.

Because I know you don't want to hear them.

I've seen you in your daily shuffle from here to there, becoming what you always hated.

I've heard them tell you what to think and how to feel, and what we really were.

I've felt you starting to believe them, and watched you slip away.

I've smelled the last of your perfume as you walked where you won't let me follow.

Because you've left me here to hurt, to become who I'm supposed to be.

I've cried alone and wished to feel your warm embrace.

I've screamed your name and hated everything you've put me through.

I've hung my head in shame for all I did and all I could not do.

I've loved you more then I did before and did my best to show that to you.

Because I didn't want to be left here, alone and cold, remembering and thinking;

Because I'm more sorry to you and to them then either will ever know;

Because all I have now are memories and a failing hope.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Mon, 18 Sep 2006 00:19:24 GMT

I heard a rumor...xanga is out...myspace is in. I think this is probably true, which is good cause this will never be read.

I was in Waco Sat and Sun, good times, interesting stories...lets see...got heckled for not eating enough green veggies, got ridiculed for my hat and "dismissed" from a house, was pretty much confused the whole day, and last but not least got called "hey you, guy, person sitting on the couch, I forgot your name" about 99 times.

My life is laughing riot...or a tragic series of embarrassing events...lets go with the riot. haha.

-Adam

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Sat, 15 Jul 2006 12:41:55 GMT

Going to youth camp on Sunday....beginning to hate xanga....lost all enthusiasm for it, sad day indeed. my skit group has its own myspace now.... myspace.com/one_way_skits...... I believe that's right or whatev, figure it out....good times.... later

Sunday, July 02, 2006

Sun, 02 Jul 2006 00:27:42 GMT

I want to leave...leave marble falls and wander the streets of New York City...Not sure what I'm looking for or whatever but its what I want to do, well, that or backpack through Europe which is the same kinda thing but oh well. Yuppers thats me...guess I just have a lot to think about and a lot to escape, and a lot I yearn to experience...

Is that how you spell yearn? y-e-a-r-n....I hope so, I could spell check it, neh too lazy. Night all.

-Adam

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Thu, 22 Jun 2006 01:02:47 GMT

Next random thought.........

How exciting would everything be if we all prepared to be let down, if we expected the worst? What if someone told you the ending to a movie you wanted to go see and completely ruined the surprise ending or what not, would you still be as excited to see it? I think not. Thus the reason to shoot for the stars with everything. Will you get hurt if you follow your dreams, fall in love, open your heart, trust in general? Maybe....would it be worth it if you didn't run the risk at all?

End of Next random thought.

Saturday, June 17, 2006

Sat, 17 Jun 2006 01:50:35 GMT

Random thought for the day/time between entries-----------------

Death comes in many packages... but so does life.

End random thought for the day/time between entries---------------

Many blessings and much love guys. later days.

-Adam

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Sat, 10 Jun 2006 01:03:50 GMT

The Journal of C.A. Jennings

He walked intently up the old wooden and worn stairway towards his educational destination. He paused at a window to take a look at the game of back yard baseball he had previously been playing on the Front Lawn with his friends and sighed wishing he had no reason to stay in the library on such a beautiful day, but he did, and so he walked onto the sixth floor of the dusty old library.

Now the sixth floor was a frightening place to be, an old library carries its share of creaks and mysterious sounds but on the top and mostly neglected floor of the library these ideas took on a whole new light. Cobwebs littered the bookshelfs and tattered old bindings of books that time had seemed to forgotten though dust had not, and Jack had even heard tell that the librarians themselves hated climbing the stairs to the top floor for fear of what lurked in this place. But there he was, brave ole Jack, travelling to the unknowns to gather much needed resources for a much procrastinated paper on a topic he much disliked.

"Hmph, Importance of early American literature on the growth and creation of state and local government." He grumbled to himself as he picked up and blew on a dusty cover to a black leather bound book. Early American Manuscripts- he picked it up and moved to an old wooden desk that seemed to let out a scream as he sat down in it; "Tell me about it." And with that he went to reading, a gifted student Jack was quick to find his information and speed through chapter after chapter picking out information, recovering another book and in no time doing the same with it. He was there for hours, but that was Jack.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Wed, 31 May 2006 18:43:18 GMT

I'm not using xanga anymore... I think it took someone making fun of what I wrote on here to realize that too many people can read this, and I no longer feel that this is acceptable, so I will still keep it active, feel free to drop me a comment and I'll still be reading yours if that's okay with all of you, but I will no longer post about my life or anymore songs, it just kinda hurts when those you trust treat you like dirt...and this isn't just a "I had a bad day" moment, and its not a "I hate the world" moment either, think I just realized that not everyone can be trusted, if you want my myspace where I will probably still post things and lock for privacy outside of friends then drop me a line and I'll see about sending it to you...It's been a good run guys, I love you all and wish you the very best! One Life, One Love, One Way. Later.

His will,

Adam

Wes Says I'm Cooler Than You

Sat, 06 May 2006 21:00:19 GMT

Wes Says I'm Cooler Than You

Camera's Flash, Fake Eyelash,

Too much make-up, hair sprayed up,

Glittered Faces, hidden traces,

of nervous anticipation,

Senior prom like sweet frustration.

Girls made up into beautiful women,

Boys taking note of a sacred omen,

Amidst the trails of storm blown trees,

Tis true, Wes, we're cooler than these,

Highschool's end soon to begin,

Another life a brand new sin,

Chance to die, chance to cry,

Tonight we dance, tuxedo pants,

"Your dress looks nice", comes at a price.

Girl's hopes rise to the event,

Boys become what fathers prevent,

All the eyes begging "notice me please"

Tis true, Wes, we're cooler than these.

And there they are, both near and far,

Close to home, or all alone,

Their prom dresses long forgot,

Whether it turned out perfect or not,

Their highschool they spent, and college they went.

Girls look forward it rhymes with fling,

Boys still just want to be king,

And the wind just sighs through the trees,

Tis true Wes, we're cooler than these,

You win, Wes, we are cooler than these...

-Adam

ps. just a diddly nothing real...could be better, could be worse haha. Anyway, hope life is grand! God bless, later days.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Wed, 26 Apr 2006 18:16:15 GMT

A dear friend requested a song for/about her graduation....I could think of nothing...so I made up a story and went with it...so here goes----

Happy Graduation

Boy meets girl, we know how this goes,

Where it ends up no one knows,

And I'll pass you on the street,

Your perfume's twice as sweet,

As the memories you left me with.

Sometimes things change,

Time goes by and they re-arrange,

Sometimes tears trickle down,

Falling on hearts they try to drown,

You can't find a way back into my arms,

But I'd never wish you any harm.

Girl runs off leaves boy confused,

And we all know what it's like to be used,

With scent stained pillows that always smell of you,

I can't sleep without a dream or two,

Where things don't change and we just "hang"

Sometimes things change,

Time goes by and they re-arrange,

Sometimes tears trickle down,

Falling on hearts they try to drown,

You can't find a way back into my arms,

But I'd never wish you any harm.

Boy stands and watches her there,

Cap and Gown with the perfect hair,

We couldn't hear a word he'd say,

But gentle whispers he sent her way,

Sometimes I dream of you,

Sometimes I miss those silly things you do,

I wish you'd hear the things I never say,

I wish you the happiest day, every day, for the rest of your days,

Happy Graduation.

-Adam

ps. So there it is, hope you like it, I know its fake and fictional but still counts right? Hope so cause it's all you're getting! haha. Anyway for the rest of you hope you enjoyed it a little and I will talk to you all later! Love ya and God bless!