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Name: Charlotte
Metro: Oklahoma City
Gender: Female


Interests: Those around me. Myself. Success. Politeness. Wealth. Satisfaction. Smiles. Kindness. Leadership. Responsibility. Honesty.
Expertise: Accidental snobbery. Oatmealic culinary arts. Identifying my wants. Attaining them. Knowing what people want. Giving it to them.
Occupation: Marketing
Industry: Entertainment


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Member Since: 1/19/2005

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Friday, February 01, 2008




"Oh my God. Why do I have to take CARE of all you little f*&#ers?!" (reference to the family. we're sick)

-"mom" Betsy Miller

I love you ma! ; )


Friday, August 10, 2007

Jack in the box.

One is for everybody that keeps it all together
two is for the people pleasers who make it better
three is for everybody begging for attention
and here I sit, jack-in-the box waiting for permission
Some use sticks and stones to break the bones of bullies.
Words hurt worse.
Why speak first? On every occasion I keep it real-
Cause these scars don't heal. and we all feel the need to be heard,
 I dont beg to be understood, but please respect the word when spoken,
 each thought provoken
 by the ones twos and threes
it was the word serve, we deserved it all
every member of self, but every tack for the cause
thats understanding but
how it'll make you quiet, it'll make you stand firm
ones and twos go hand in hand in the firey hustle to burn
So here I speak an encouraging word ..

I oughta cut off my hair so my thinking cap fits
Ones and twos? 14 percent. the majority's a three,
some of the voices barely heard over the gasps and screams
let me out or leave me in
we can lose or we can win
I have a voice in addition, but you have to choose to listen
I have occupied my position
none of them paid attention,
now watch me speak freely
and use conversation to free me and feel things
I alone tie your thoughts
Shook hard, so tears falls down
and leave a little thing for scripture for those to hear me now
I wait and powder my cries.
Butterflies seranade my eyes
calling out that beauty. Truly we need it sometimes
mine alone carries wieght. ask not what to do but when and where to.
and just because I don't doesn't mean I'm scared to.
That's where my mind folds back- a demo of a whole lot soon to come
Im renewed with by transform
as I brace myself with the Impact.
I sit here- close my eyes, and wait.
and it fit me like a glove.
One is for everybody that keeps it all together
remember?
two is for the people pleasers who make it better
yeah.
three is for everybody begging for attention
ok.
and here I sit, jack-in-the box waiting for permission

I walk through the shadows, not to choose to please man
four walls in my paper plate, seems like we like them to be bust in
a world with keys to everything
I guess we like being locked in
or locking others out
and some other doubt.
I heard that anythings possible
maybe you should count me in, I wanna be there when the impossible transcends
that's my exact words, I want for them to hover over me.
This is the place before the place, where I'm supposed to be
"strong"-that means alot.
not the ways of man, back to old ways? I'm not.
Being human Im fortunate. of course it is.
Because I won't say yes to anything
Twos do anything to please me
threes do whatever it takes to be seen
I can keep sucking wind
just say when,
my heartbeat gives right there,
and it's not fair to all my friends
jack be nimble and jack be quick like this because he had to.
he had to .
One is for everybody that keeps it all together
and
two is for the people pleasers who make it better
and
three is for everybody begging for attention
and
and here I sit, jack-in-the box waiting for permission


Monday, May 21, 2007

I was thinking about deleting my xanga and making a new one. I think instead of snuffleupaguss I will have my name be "IHaveAMotherWhoDoesntLoveMeOrCallMe,SheOnlyLovesXangaAndChickens"

I went to lunch with LLL today, she is a lot like my mom. Maybe she will adopt me. Then G will be my brother. That would get interesting. Then I would have to work cattle. and go to political functions.

 

... hm. Maybe I'll keep my parents.

 


Tuesday, May 15, 2007

"Well, it's no use YOUR talking about waking him," said Tweedledum, "when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."
"I AM real!", said Alice, and began to cry.
"You won't make yourself any more real by crying." Tweedledee remarked:"There's nothing to cry about."
"If I wan't real," Alice said- half laughing through her tears, it all seemed so ridiculus-"I shouldn't be able to cry."
"I hope you didn't think those were REAL tears?" Tweedledee interrupted in a tone of great contempt.


Thursday, May 10, 2007

I never tried to give my life meaning my demeaning any one else. I know what people say, and they are the same thing people have always said, and the same things people will always say. People have 'said things' for thousands of years about thousands of people, thousands of times. Saying things, won't make things true.

Someone taught me once that those who do not judge are not judged,and those who do not condem are not condemned. That's not true in reality, but I guess I feel like if I try and demean others with words, or even thoughts and actions,  it makes me just like them, and it won't make me feel any better in the end. I try to live my life like that- knowing that people don't really know me in reality. Some people never gave me a chance in the first place, and when you never give someone a chance then you will be so much more willing to misinterpret what they do and turn it into what you want it to be, rather than attempt to be close to the truth.

This person has never judged me one way or another, but has more reason to that anyone I know. They don't condemn anyone one way or another, although people judge him constantly. I know what it feels like for people to condemn you for being different before they even know you, so I try to offer others the other oppurtunity because I know what it's like to be without it.

People don't seek truth, they look for things they can morph into their own truth. They would rather believe whats easy to believe (socially, personally, polictially, religiously), than seek honesty or truth- And they justify it. It's comfortable. It's human nature. It's giving up on personal growth in favor of mental security in comfortable (without being positive) habits.


The other day I was in the car with one of my best friends and the friend told me about something a former friend said about me that was really negative. Everyone has been in this situation a million times in their lives one way or the other. Being (lets be honesthere)  catty in nature, I retorted back with some sassy comment about the individuals moral integrity and intellegence. Then it hit me. Saying something catty about this person wasn't going to make them any less petty, it would only make me more petty. Just because I said it doesn't mean that it was true in reality. Even if it were true. The situation wouldn't change jsut because I said something in retort to the orignal comment.

 No matter what anyone does to me, it doesn't justify bringing myself down to that level. I usually try to blow things off- and this was a tough on for me, until I realized it just wasn't worth it. The former friend didn't really know what was going on anyway, and they were just  making assumptions based on the knowledge said individual had- and said individual would probably never in their life know any better but to behave like that in a stiuation anyway. I would hope better from the person, but I don't expect better- But I do expect better from myself.

I'm not writing this for any reason other than to arrange my thoughts, but if you read this I would hope you could  think about a time when people unfairly misjudged you or your character one way or another. Did it feel good? No. But it won't make you feel better to do the same to others.

 

 If misjudging others for my own comfort is giving up- I'm not giving up. Regardless of what others do to me.



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