your choice: pics or poems, tragic or depressing

when you look at me,

what do you see?

scared quiet and shy

could that really be me?

when you look at her,

what do you see?

bubbly, talkative, friendly

could that really be she?

so why cant i be like she?

everyone tells me just to be me.

me isnt good enough compared to she

now that i dont care about she

how much i try, i can never be me

......

I come home to an open door

those flashing lights are oh so invisible

why cant you just let me have more

I let you tell me what to do

thinking for myself gets me nowhere

no use, your words are so true

following this map in my head

going circlesaround the same room

i will soon be dead

trying, i just cant stop

tell me i just cant love

say the words to make me drop

something always leads me to you

reading, writing, talking

thing is you love me too

its with you i dont have to be scared

always loving people doesnt work

other's P.O.V. the feelings werent shared

so as i come crawling back

im praying for a heart attack

at night u leave those lights on to shine

that open door saves me everytime

.....

The beat of war reigns onCan you hear the sound of marching drums?Bullets fill the skyMen kill to show their nation's prideThe smell of death and bloodHold memories of your loved ones close,Find hope in pain, my friend,Brothers in arms until the end.Slumber sweet with dreams of home,Hand in hand, don't march alone.We've got a thirst for your bloodIt's pumping through our veinsWait till the moment's right,Show no mercy[x2]What do we have to fear?Lock stock let's blow them all awayThen hide yourself in sleepHopeful they'll take you in the night,Eyes bloodshot red and straining,You'll see the ghost inside their eyesA country left in tearsWatching their flag burn and die.Slumber sweet with dreams of home,Hand in hand, don't march alone.We've got a thirst for your bloodIt's pumping through our veinsWait till the moment's right,Show no mercy[x2]Dreams of homeWe've got a thirst for your blood(We've got a thirst for your blood)Wait till the moment's right,Show no mercyWe've got a thirst for your bloodIt's pumping through our veinsWait till the moment's right,Show no mercy[x2]

**********all pictures words are song lyrics by bethany joy galleotti or a change of pace*******

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"oh his misfortunes have been very great indeed." Mr. Darcy


hey yo you. havent been here for while foo.
Well this past week, though dragging on to what may be eternity, has been very awesome!
so i had the chance to read pride and prejudice before my highschool life began. thats where all the quotes are comming from.
"you arrogence conceit and selfish distain made me realize you were the last man on earth i would ever be prevailed upon to marry." Eliza Bennet (from memory)
Elizabeth bennet, what an awseom character she is. soo tribal. filled with concern for only people she cares for... yet shes got so many guys trippin over her. I admire her for her intelligence, natural common sense, individuality (at the time), ability to make any situation humorous yet she knows when to be serious and is perfectly rational, unlike her 2 sisters and mother. too bad she is a fictional character because she would be on individual that i hold in high respect for :D.
BACK TO MY WEEK :)
after that hour or so of Pride & Prejudice in my Jane Austen corner, monday school loomed around the corner (actually five and a half hours later.) Monday... what can i say? Mondays are bad. i was tired and fell asleep more than once. I got some compliments such as oh well you look cute today and let's bang... taht put some spark into it for a minute or two. Monday i DIDNT finish my story OR do my algebra NOR did i sprint during track do to my retard leg. Not too many positive things listed but i still felt SUPERB cause tha painter left, track made me feel awesome, cell was sweeeeeet and indre's teaching was sweeet which caused my very sluggish return to mi casa. I went to bed thinking i would get right to sleep when as soon as i shut my eyes at 12:46, they opened at 3:52--my normal time-- and closed only to be renched open by an obnoxious alam clock at 6:28. after pressing th sleep button a couple times, i realized it was seven and assumed i would be late to school. running to school i got therr on time. watched a haulocast movie, fell asleep, went through my day until you know kyle yelled at me in 8/9 journalism 2. Went on, late to algebra for th 48th time this year and headed out to the field hous with hilary. a certain blonde haired boy was behind us but hilary wouldnt let up so i just kept going on to my doom as a distance runner. poop. 3 hours later i came back, felt great! passed out, cell group, shower, passed out.
TUESDAY... ugh i hate tuesdays more than any day. its when you are stuck between monday and the middle of the week. slept in periods 1 and 2. 3rd period jurmanovich spanish is a bitch. zombied through 4/5 art, jon being an ass. participated in science, interviewed Stefi 8/9 her lunch & j2. skipped luch to write. only wrote 2 sentences. algebra is a fuck. someone broke a racket in gym so we didnt do anything the (dun dun dun) TRACK. 20 minute run OUT through NEIGHBORHOODS and STREETS to get LOST, the 20 minutes back! that was gay so i go home 3 hours lata and sleep to wake up at 7"30 and write a story on CHEERLEADING in half an hour till prayer. prayer was funn. though kyle ripped and burned my 30 minute paper then giving it a B. it was good! puss. jk.
AHH wednesday...woke up late for the 3rd time this week, lateeeee to first period...6/7 i got a cut slip but they didnt do anything. j2 handed my story in, final 1, then handed final 2 in so hopefully i can do my page tomarrow!! LUNCH was kinda cool cause i talked to gina more and i didnt feel like she was annoyed by me. here sister is funny... anyway, i went to track to SPRINT and what a workout that is! i felt so tired and so AWESOME! all the other girls were like dead but me, i was pumped.. well till we did the form workouts, ran, more form, ran, form, ran, form and stretched. 3 hours later, i went bra shopping w/ sister mom. it was quite humorous. got home at 7. ate hw, sposed to meet w/ andie at 8 wanted to get back at 9 30 but shes here at 9... damnit, im gonna be tired again.
AT LEAST I DONT HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL FRIDDAYY! thankyou Lorrrdddd.
though i prolly eont get my page done by then :/
just gonna have to skip algebra :D

yayyyyyy.
fun week, though i hardly read bold love or my bible and didnt clean my room much for me mama.
but LORD PLEASE O PLEASE LET THERE B 80 DEGREE WEATHER IN FL. AND KEEP LAUREN COURT AND STEFI INtERESANTE OVER BREAK :).



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