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timmyli
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Country: United States
State: Connecticut
Birthday: 9/22/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: chillin wit friends, laxin, music listenin/playin, takin pictures with my make believe hope i'll get one soon digital camera, eating, sleeping
Expertise: sleep, eat, watch tv
Occupation: Accounting/Finance
Industry: Business
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Member Since:
4/17/2003
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| oh yah, by the way the new xanger is under the username timmi_li | | |
| when i talk to friends or future ctyers or kids who have heard of the camp and want to know about it a bit more, i can only describe actions or events that happen, CTY has never been and never will be just a series of events, its much much more than that, the greatest expierience one can be put through, well back to the whole CTY deal, last year as i said was probably the best 3 weeks of my life, from playin big 2 to grindin with hot chicks, to chillin wit lifetime friends playin risk and even a lil bit of the studying jazzz every now and then, when i look back and i remember moments like when steve ran into a pole because of a freesbee and he had to get stitches, or when me and erol ran up and hugged mike after his speech at the talent show, i must agree wholeheartedly with a statement i've heard more than once, Three weeks is not long enough...... | | |
| well i've missed my first year of cty since 5th grade and its really gettin to me, i was checkin out some pics from a friends website and i realized for the very first time just how much i miss it, CTY wasn't just a 3-week camp beyond that, it was life compressed into three weeks, At CTY kids let go and enjoy themselves, make new friends and maybe even dare i say it hook up once or twice, but neways back to the topic at hand, CTY for 99 percent or more of the kids who have been there know it is an expierience of a lifetime, you'll meet the most amazing people there and some of the most beautiful girls you'll ever lay eyes on, its not work, its a little world in its own, a big community with strong bonds, Skidmore college located in Saratoga Springs was my last year of CTY (summer of 02), that summer marked me as a nomore and not a nevermore which is dissapointing to all and any extremes, i can still remeber kids from every year i was there, In my first year there were kids like andrew and Juin that were my best friends, and then the was of course My Ra Ker who was completely a kickass asian, o yea and there was that alex kid who wore the same shorts every single day for 3 weeks straight, also that was the summer i learned to dance properly, goood memories from that year, my 2nd year was again at Mt holyoke college, where my old RA had become the SRA and i was located on teh 4th floor where our ever so cool RA Joe shouted out every minute or so CAN I GET A FOUTH FLOO and we would all shout back 4TH FLOO. that was my second best year of the 4, i met kids like dan, jack (jack's mad hot cousin aaron who incindently supposedly wore diappers once on account of a dare while at a family get together) and then there was james <----that's the one that got me into lacrosee for real, and o yea and nick and well to be honest i don't remember all there names but hey its alright i'm gettin old, My third summer at CTY was Roger Williams college in Rhode Island, incidently thats also where the church retreat is held, so about a month before retreat i was staying there with brian from if i remeber rochester NY and Alex from England, Rob from Santa Barbra Cali,o yea and Ku who blew the fuse becuase he stuck a paper clip in the outlet and punched Joe a kid who was also at skidmore the next year and our RA was Jason, i forget who the other kids were but onto my 4th and final year as a CTyer;. Skidmore college holds a lot of memories for me. I can still remeber things like making a terrible effort at raving with steve's red glowsticks out of the freezer and almost breaking my hand after smacking it on teh garbage can, then there was steve and Pat or Yuting as i called him, the white chocolate (for those of you who watch MTV's basketball show) seth, then there was Dan who's lemer impression never failed to extract a laugh from us, and victor who's kung-fu skills are unmatched, and there was steve i think i mentioned him already, yea he was goin out with christina from bio by the end of the 3 weeks, lucky guy, christina is extremely extremely pretty ASIAN PRIDE HOLLA FRONT, and then seth's so called girl<--my fault on that one to quote him directly "she smells like an old woman", there was also will who is one of the most random people ever. His mixes included blink and classical music, chopin mozart, you name it he probably had it or could play it on the piano, then there was also calling jeff's sister hot, he tricked us into thinkin that his sister and the hot asian girl with the really sex a sweat pants were 2 different people, then there was jack again who was goin out with sabina<--goddess like creature made out for the first time during i believe the 2nd dance, and o yea nikki and laurie who if you read this no i wasn't stalking you, i just happen to know who you are cuz i mean hey you were the best lookin girls on campus, who didn't know who you were, and then there was Joe who downed glass after glass of soda in one big swallow. thers more but i'll save it for another day o wait and our RA was Mike, part asain guy, really good guy, friendly twards everyone and he came up with random acts of senseless violence better known as hitting a box witha stick<-- get his book, its called free throw by mike chin | | |
| guess what, i saw wayne running on the side of the road around conard again today, my mom was like whats that kid doing, he's a crazy lil azian, and then i laughed HA, but neway back to the point,
a crazy good song
0% INTEREST
words by jason mraz & ariel quirolo
music by jason mraz
our friends on the front porch telling jokes and they swing swiftly towards happier times
expending lines and finding more energy for the effort and getting distance from that front porch spotlight
but us we found peace in shadows long enough to see the monsters rise
candy's got some space to fill in her daydreams living high on yesterday's lie
talking to me about some 0% interest and how she got a better deal than the next guy
and the way the lightning shocked us when we were lost and looking down that long missouri highway your hair was longer then and now I remember
oh the roads unencumbered by cats they're burning like wet matches thru my miracle mile mind
you left your thumbprint inside me now for months it seems but mine only brushes your soft surface
and somehow it leaves me listless, my tongue curls under my lips oh yes
so I cant speak to tell you of the months before I met you
and the way the truth it locked us right about the time after the lightning shocked us
when we were young and missing
round that small new england byway our lives they were sheltered then and I now I remember
well its not even being about that anymore I gotta get you down
those tiny fragments of perfection they please me in a time unchanged when its not the same beginning
or along awaited end... if I knew all the words I would write myself out of here
if I was all the colors I would paint you pretty in gold in a picture so I'm told little sister
so now I'm sold little sister why don't you tell me about the sunsets in sweden and the laws of eden
and how you were the rock of gibraltar and how they called you foxy
well that's another whole box of pandora's, that's another whole box of them ties
slide your foot off the gas before we crash right back into the median
it separates our house from the middle of the street... talking about our house
is on the front porch telling jokes and they swing swiftly towards happier times
expending lines and finding more energy for the effort and getting distance from that front porch spotlight
but us we found peace in shadows long enough to see a monster die.
we all need to find a little space in our daydreams long enough and just so long.
long enough, just as long, just so long as its long enough is it long enough?
Is it long enough for me? Long enough for me to chew on.
If it isn't... if it isn't .. if it ain't if it don't if it can't then it wont.
And that's just the way that it goes. | | |
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