slizzzie

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 20:34:09 GMT

Have you ever wondered how long it takes to change you life?
What measures of time is enough to be life altering?
Is it four years like high school, one year, an eight year rock tour?
Can your life change in a month, a week, or a single day?
We are always in a hurry to grow, to go places, to get ahead;
but when you're young - one hour can change everything.
-- One Tree Hill

Tue, 15 May 2007 23:22:25 GMT

i'm so sick of fights, i hate them.
let's start this, again, for real.

Mon, 07 May 2007 10:11:49 GMT

why do you do that?
when i finially find happiness,
you just love to smash it, don't you?
well i'm not young anymore,
i'm not naive
and i know who you are.
so good try, but your tricks aren't going to work here anymore.

Mon, 16 Apr 2007 22:58:11 GMT

i lost my best friend.
someone i thought was always truthful and will always be there,
how stupid is that to think?
because he was NEVER truthful, and he was never there.
i think i just believed in our friendship so much,
that it actually felt real to me ... when it really was never real at all.

Fri, 06 Apr 2007 04:42:31 GMT

my birthday sucked, not gonna lie.
but the birthday cake was awesome.
i've been saying "not gonna lie" 47 times a day
my b," and "obvi" are also in my every day speech, thanks to derek.

my days are getting better
i'm meeting new people
my boyfriend is wonderful

Tue, 27 Mar 2007 20:51:30 GMT

history.
we study history so we don't repeat mistakes in the future.
history is boring.
history in relationships and friendships can mean a lot
but is having history a good reason to stay around?
is having history a good reason to stay together?
is having history a good reason to open up old wounds,
and start to kindle old times?
is having history a good reason to hold on,
or should we all just let go of it?
i couldn't help but wonder ... is history all that good?

Mon, 26 Mar 2007 22:11:05 GMT

As we strain to grasp the things we desire, the things that we think will make our lives better -- money, popularity, fame -- we ignore what truely matters -- the simple things -- like friendship, family, love -- the things we probably already had.

"the things we probably already had"
i miss a lot of people

Mon, 19 Mar 2007 23:12:29 GMT

"Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived; Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all the others......, including Love. One day it was announced to all of the feelings that the island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. So all the feelings prepared their boats to leave. Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island until the last possible moment. When the island was almost totally under, Love decided it was time to leave. She began looking for someone to ask for help. Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat. Love asked, "Richness, Can I come with you on your boat?" Richness answered, "I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there would be no room for you." Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help who was passing in a beautiful vessel. Love cried out, "Vanity, help me please." I can't help you", Vanity said, "You are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat." Next, Love saw Sadness passing by. Love said, "Sadness, please let me go with you." Sadness answered, "Love, I'm sorry, but, I just need to be alone now." Then, Love saw Happiness. Love cried out, "Happiness, please take me with you." But Happiness was so overjoyed that he didn't hear Love calling to him. Love began to cry. Then, she heard a voice say, "Come Love, I will take you with me." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that she forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived on land the elder went on his way. Love realized how much she owed the elder. Love then found Knowledge and asked, "Who was it that helped me?" "It was Time", Knowledge answered. "But why did Time help me when no one else would?", Love asked. Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerity, answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how great love is "
We must learn our limits. We are all something, but none of us are everything."

Mon, 05 Mar 2007 14:13:38 GMT

You might've heard I run with a dangerous crowd.
We ain't too pretty. We ain't too proud.
We might be laughing a bit too loud,
Oh, but that never hurt no one.

So come on, Virginia, show me a sign,
Send up a signal. I'll throw you a line.
The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind
Never lets in the sun,
Darlin' only the good die young
Whoo whoo whoo whoo whoo
I tell ya, only the good die young
Only the good die young

my mom's cus, marty passed away this week
its sad because we all knew she was dying
she had breat cancer and ovarian cancer.
she left behind a little 10 year old girl
and an 8 year old boy.
that little girl snapped the other day.
she just threw a tantrum. she finially cracked.
imagine growing up without a parent,
starting after the 5th grade.
it's just not fair, you havent had enough time with them.
imagine knowing how much time left you have on earth.
imagine living your life everyday knowing that tomorrow you won't be here for your children
because your doctor said THIS IS IT.
she had breast cancer and ovarian cancer.
it scares me because this runs in my family
therefore, i am a very good candidate for them later on in my life.
friday was the first time i been to a cemetary since my dad died.
it's been like 6 years.
they're borth gone.
they are actually gone.
and i still can't get pass it.

Fri, 09 Feb 2007 01:59:35 GMT

I dig my toes into the sand.
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket.
I lean against the wind,
pretend that I am weightless
and in this moment I am happy.
- Wish You Were Here, Incubus

Tue, 06 Feb 2007 00:20:34 GMT

Anyone can give up, it's the easiest thing in the world to do.
But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart,
that's true strength.
-- unknown

Wed, 27 Dec 2006 14:13:21 GMT

this vacation has been sweet.

+ christmas eve aka joe's mom's birthday
+ christmas day, making cookies and opening presents at the wieckhorst residence
+ christmas night at dehler's =)
+ last night HOOTERS for tyler's birthday
+ kat's house for beer pong -- teaching the 8 and 11 year old how to play, priceless.
( and yeah, they actually beat me , kinda sad )
+ my 6months with joe today <3
+ i got the most beautiful ring in the world from him

LIFE is pretty much awesome <3333333

Tue, 12 Dec 2006 21:23:18 GMT

you can never cry if you're always laughing.

=) great week so far, just thought i'd add that in.

Tue, 12 Dec 2006 20:58:57 GMT

I always thought that I'd be friends with the people I've been really good friends with in 7th or 8th grade. Silly, and maybe even a bit naive, I know. And maybe they can't say the same about me, but I can honestly say that they're the best friends I've ever had.

I remember how we'd always talk about how things would be like when highschool came around; and how we'll still be friends. And here we are now, and we hardly ever see or talk to each other and it sucks and it just goes to show how stupid I was for ever thinking that.

I can't help but miss them so much. But everyone's different now.

and it's so hard when you want to just "forgive and forget" because you all have history, and history contains bad decisions and actions, and choices. and harsh conversations and fights. but for that one lucky 6th or 7th chance you get with this person, you try to make it the best you can. you want it so bad to go back to how it was, that you would just *pretend* like nothing happened in the past, that the gap in your history wasn't there, and you can just pick up where you left off. Then when that doesn't work, and you have an 8th chance, you take things slow. You read over old emails and tell "9th grade" stories. You skip classes together and go down to romano, just so it can feel like old times. You really really miss her, and you go out together, but you restrict it to so many times, or you just don't happen so rapidly because you just really really want it to work. . I REALLY REALLY WANT US TO WORK.

on a different nore: I guess it's pretty much impossible to ever expect anyone to keep their word; or follow through anything anymore. Or stay the same.
I hate getting ditched, and i hate excuses, and i hate liars.

Sun, 10 Dec 2006 22:10:00 GMT

sex and the city has been like my bible for the last couple of weeks.
i idolize carrie, and how she just writes a public column about everything in her life.
and other's just understand what she's feeling.
she just completely puts her heart out there, even when she knows it can be stepped on.
so, i'm gonna start doing that. comment if you'd like.

Maybe the past is like an anchor, holding us back. maybe you have to let go of who you are, to become who YOU WILL BE.

Wed, 22 Nov 2006 02:39:59 GMT

my hair is cut like this already,
i'm going to color it with blonde red and purple highlights.
whats up, kelly clarkson?

Wed, 01 Nov 2006 20:37:47 GMT

^{”Even though you may want to move forward in your life, you may have one foot on the brakes. In order to be free, we must learn how to let go. Release the hurt. Release the fear. Refuse to entertain your old pain. The energy it takes to hang onto the past is holding you back from a new life. WHAT IS IT YOU WOULD LET GO OF TODAY?" --Mary Manin Morrissey}

Tue, 31 Oct 2006 01:29:54 GMT

halloween and newsday pictures <3

Wed, 18 Oct 2006 03:24:29 GMT

i am absolutely in love with my boyfriend. *end scene*

Fri, 13 Oct 2006 00:00:49 GMT

no matter how old it seems, everyone wants to fit in.

saturday is homecoming. i'm not excited. there are never any good parties anymore -- but then again there probably are -- and i just never go to them.i've been thinking that for the last 2 years of highschool, i've been stripped away from my own class. 9th grade, me and a couple of my closest friends hung out with the seniors. we deffinitly had our share of partying, but we were living their senior year. i feel like we did most of our partying freshman year, and we're pretty much done. everyone now is doing exactly what we did 2 years earliar. sophmore year, we moved on to division seniors. we went to great parties, and i never thought we were missing out on our own school. i feel like time is moving so quickly, and by my senior year the only memories i'll have are of someone else's school or someone else's senior year. i don't want to waste my highschool years living through someone else's memories. i want my own. we always say to eachother ''lets hang out soon.'' yet we never do. maybe i grew so far apart from my grade because i felt like i wouldn't be accepted by them. i don't really know them, and maybe they don't know me. i really want to get to know them though. don't get me wrong, i am happy where i am now. my boyfriend is amazing and the select few people i hang out with, i trust with all of my life. i just want something more. everyone always says that senior year is the best year ever because the entire grade comes together. either i want to break that mold and start coming together this year, or hope next year comes pretty fast.

Wed, 04 Oct 2006 20:44:18 GMT

...but when someone tells you they pretty much stopped missing you,
there's nothing left to say

ONE TREE HILL

Thu, 14 Sep 2006 10:13:26 GMT

^{"There is a place you can touch a woman that will drive her crazy. Her heart." - Melanie Griffith}

Fri, 01 Sep 2006 22:14:51 GMT

i always tell the girls, never take it seriously. if you never take it seriously, you'll never get hurt. if you never get hurt, you'll always have fun and if you ever get lonely, just go down to the record store and visit your friends.
-- almost famous (yet again)

Wed, 30 Aug 2006 03:48:49 GMT

"That groupie"? She was a Band-Aid! All she did was love your band. And you used her, all of you! You used her and threw her away! She almost died last night while you were with Bob Dylan. You guys, you're always talking about the fans, the fans, the fans; she was your biggest fan, and you threw her away! And if you can't see that, that's your biggest problem. And I love her! I love her!
[ Almost Famous ]

Sun, 27 Aug 2006 13:28:47 GMT

_{Why love if losing hurts so much? I have no answers anymore; just the life I have lived. The pain now is part of the happiness then.

LIFE IS ALL ABOUT HOW YOU HANDLE PLAN - B.}