nights i'll never remember

with people i'll never forget...

Sunday, July 30, 2006

TOP TEN REASONS WHY TRICK OR TREATING IS BETTER THAN SEX..

10.You are guaranteed to get at least a little something in the sack.

9. If you get tired, you can wait 10 minutes and go at it again.

8. The uglier you look; the easier it is to get some.

7. You don't have to compliment the person who gives you some.

6. It's O.K. when the person you're with fantasizes you're someone else, because you are.

5. Forty years from now you'll still enjoy candy.

4. If you don't like what you get, you can always go next door.

3. It doesn't matter if the kids hear you moaning and groaning.

2. Less guilt the morning after.

1. You can do the whole neighbourhood.

English: Your body odor is offensive

Chinese: Yu Stin Ki Pu


English: You know lyrics to the Macarena?

Chinese: Wai Yu Sing Dum Song?

English: I got this for free
Chinese: Ai No Pei

Sometimes you love, learn, and move on

& that's okay.

Here's to the kids who would rather spend their

nights with a bottle of whiskey than go to some

vomit-stained highschool party. Here's to the kids whose

11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will

never be there for them. Here's to the kids whose idea of a

good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars.

Here's to the kids who never were too good at life

but still were wicked cool. Here's to the kids who care

more about the music than the haircuts. Here's to the kids

who have ever had a broken heart from someone who

didn't even know they existed. Here's to the kids who

are straight up smartasses and just don't care.

Here's to the kids who speak their mind.

Here's to the kids who second-guess themselves on

everything they do. Here's to the kids who will never have

100 percent confidence in anything they do,

and to the kids who are okay with that.

Here's to the kids..

& all the while it's hard to speak,
i often don't know what to say.. i've
never been in love this way..

Saturday, July 29, 2006

GiRLS: YEAH, WE USE HAIRBRUSHES

AS MiCROPHONES, AND WE DANCE iN

OUR UNDERWEAR...but at least we know

how to have FUN...<3

go ahead and walk in my shoes

i bet you'll fall on the first step

Friday, July 28, 2006

your world is falling apart at the seems

so youre trying to enter mine again.

i just want you to know::

i wont make it easy for you,

this time i'll put up a fight.

im wiser this time 'round;;

&& aware of all your little tricks.

these games you play are getting old..

j u s t k e e p i n m i n d::

im not gonna make it easy for you..

i want you to realize what you did to me

&& im not gonna stop 'til

the apologies start to pour;;

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Best friends,
you fight. i fight.
you hurt. i hurt.
you cry. i cry.
you jump off a bridge.
i'll get a paddle boat &&
save your retarded butt

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Sadly, theres a part of me
that's gonna be in love with
you for the rest of my life.

You do the things you used to be against
You date the people you thought you never would
And you befriend the people you used to hate
You'll learn what its like to have your heart broken
To lose a friend that truly meant something to you
And to feel as if everything is really falling apart
There will be times that your life seems absolutely horrible
And it feels as if it can't be real
But despite all this, good things will come too
You'll make the most amazing friends
That will be there for you even when they probably shouldn't
Your heart will heal, once you find the most perfect guy you've ever met
And just as nothing else could go wrong
Things will only get better
There will be days where you are unbelievably happy
And days that you just feel like dying
Drama happens
Gossip goes around
And people talk
Maybe this is just highschool
Maybe it's life
Or maybe it's just what growing up is...

don't fall for the guy

with the gorgeous eyes

until you have learned

what lies behind them

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

There's no promise of safety
With these secondhand wings
But I'm willing to find out

What impossible means

Monday, July 24, 2006

Dance in your underwear;
Run through the sprinklers;
Act weird with your best friend;
& just be crazy;;cause life is
too short to be normal.

i'd like to say something like

"i wish just for one day

you would feel what i feel"

...but that would be lying,

because i know i couldn't

stand the thought of having

t o g i v e y o u u p

at the dawn of a new day.

-ok, i didn't write this,
but i wrote the majority of it,
does that count for anything?
i wrote everything except the bit
in the speech marks
...i didn't agree with the quote
and i wasn't
in the mood to even think that
love and life are so...
uncomplicated

Maybe we like the pain.

Maybe we're weird that way.

Because without it,

I don't know;

maybe we just wouldn't feel real.

What's that saying?

Why do I keep hitting myself

with a hammer?

Because it feels so good when I stop

I don't get it ..

She wakes up always thinking about you,

She dresses g l a m o u r o u s every morning all for you,

She smiles everyday just for you but,

All you do is sit and wait ;; when theres an

Oppurtunity just waiting for you.

for once in her life, she wants someone
to take a chance with her so she can show
them, she could really be worth it

So i'm your latest cup of tea

to keep your cold hands company.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

&& one day you'll eat popcorn in the dark

and pay 10 bucks to see my life.

Friday, July 21, 2006

Hey girls..
You're beautiful.
Don't look at those stupid magazines with stick-like-models.
Eat healthy & exercise. That's all.
Don't let anyone tell you you're not good enough.
YOU ARE GOOD ENOUGH (you are too good).
Love your family with all your heart, & listen to it.
You are gorgeous, whether you're a size 8 or a size 16.
It doesn't matter what you look like on the outside,
as long as you LOVE & RESPECT.
I know it's been told hundreds of times before, but it's true.
Believe that.

Thursday, July 20, 2006

#9. i can't walk and im retarded...and it's soooo kool

A blind man walks into a bar, taps the man next him, and says, "Hey, wanna hear a blonde joke?"
The man says back to the blind man, "Look buddy, I'm blonde. The man behind me is a 400-pound professional wrestler and he is blonde. The bouncer is blonde. The man sitting over to your left is also blonde. Still wanna tell that blonde joke?"

The blind man is silent for a moment and then says, "Nah, I wouldn't want to have to explain it five times."

a teenager is a person who cant remember to walk the
dog but never forgets a phone number, a weight
watcher who goes on a diet by giving up candy bars
before breakfast, a youngster who receives her
allowance on monday & spends it by tuesday and
borrows it from her best friend on wednesday
someone who can hear her favorite singer three blocks
away, but not her mother calling from the next room,
a whiz who can operate the latest computer without a
lesson but cant make a bed. a student who spends
twelve minutes studying history and twelve hours
studying for her drivers license, an enthusiast who has
the energy to bike four kilometers, but is usually too
tired to dry the dishes, a young woman who loves the
cat & tolerates her brother, a romantic who never falls in
love more than once a week, a budding beauty who
never smiles until her braces come off, a boy who can
sleep til noon on any saturday he suspects the lawn
needs mowing & an original thinker who is positive
that their mother was never a teenager <3

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Little Johnny comes home from school with a note from his

teacher, indicating that "Johnny seems to be having some

difficulty with the differences between boys and girls, and

would his mother, please, sit down and have a talk with

Johnny about this."

So, Johnny's mother takes him quietly by the hand

upstairs to her bedroom, and closes the door.

"First Johnny, I want you to take off my blouse..." So he

unbuttons her blouse and takes it off.

"OK, now take off my skirt..." And he takes off her skirt.

"Now, take off my bra..." Which he does.

"And now, Johnny, please take off my panties..."

And when Johnny finishes removing these, she says,

"Johnny, PLEASE don't wear any of my clothes to school any

more!"

-haha! i thought it was something dirty at first...

Sometimes I just wish I could

spread my wings and fly away...

- o: I wrote this one too

You're standing there,
looking me in the eye,
breaking my heart
and you don't even care

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

It's 69 days

'til my b'day

o:

Everyday

I look at the sunset fall amongst the horizon

...and when I close my eyes slowly

...all I see is you.

We sat there together

on those summer afternoons...

but you don't remember that

...do you?

I would stand for 5 hours in the

freezing cold

just to be warmed in his arms

for five minutes

Monday, July 17, 2006

14 things to do in an elevator

o1 ] When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.
o2 ] Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
o3 ] Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.
o4 ] Drop a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream 'that's mine'.
o5 ] Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.
o6 ] Move your desk into the elevator and whenever someone gets on, ask if they have an appointment.
o7 ] Leave a box in the corner and when someone gets on ask them if they hear something ticking.
o8 ] Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers.
o9 ] Ask, 'Did you feel that?'
1o ] Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally.
11 ] When the doors close, announce to the others, 'It's okay, don't panic, they open again.'
12 ] Call out 'group hug', and then enforce it.
13 ] Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers.
14 ] Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.

Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following
questions:

Why did God make mothers?

1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?

1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my Mum just the same like he made me. He just
used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers

made of?

1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and
everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they
mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your

mother & not some other mum?

1. We're related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's
mums like me.

What kind of little girl was your

mum?

1. My mum has always been my mum and none of that other
stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would
be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mum need to know about

dad before she married him?

1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook?
Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to
drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your mum marry your

dad?

1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my
mum eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that Mum didn't have her thinking cap on.

Who's the boss at your house?

1. Mum doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because
dad's such a goof ball.
2. Mum. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the
stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mum is, but only because she has a lot more to
do than dad.

What's the difference between

mums & dads?

1. Mums work at work and work at home & dads just
go to work at work.
2. Mums know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but mums have all the real
power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep
over at your friend's.
4. Mums have magic, they make you feel better without
medicine.

What does your mum do in her spare

time?

1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your

mum perfect?

1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think
some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about

your Mum, what would it be?

1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room
clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my Mum smarter. Then she would know it was my
sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes
on the back of her head.

There's this old priest who got sick of all the people in his
parish who kept confessing to adultery.

One Sunday, in the pulpit, he said,
"If I hear one more person confess to adultery, I'll quit!"

Well, everyone liked him, so they came up with a code word.
Someone who had committed adultery would say they had "fallen."

This seemed to satisfy the old priest and things went well, until
the priest died at a ripe old age.

About a week after the new priest arrived, he visited the
mayor of the town and seemed very concerned.

The priest said, "You have to do something about the sidewalks
in town. When people come into the confessional, they
keep talking about having fallen."

The mayor started to laugh, realizing that no one had told the new priest about the code word.

Before the mayor could explain, the priest shook an
accusing finger at the mayor and said, "I don't know
what you're laughing about, your wife fell three times this week."

We took the longest road just to make it harder

let's do it all again; it only makes us stronger.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

&& with that look

of determination,

In those pretty blue eyes,

She'll stop traffic,

She'll make them look...

She'll make them care.

woot woot, I wrote this one =]

hold me close;;

so i can feel your

Ok...get out of your

cynical, "screw you

and the world you

live in" state of

mind...I'll post

some quotes that I

hope will be a little

more 'happier'

in a bit...

I LOVE YOU

is eight letters long...

but so is

BULLSHIT

I love you...

in a "I wish a car would hit you"

kinda way.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

so douse yourself

in cheap perfume,

it's so fitting, so fitting

of the way you are.

IMPORTANT!!!

Anyone interested in doing the 40 hour

famine with me? Let me know

mkay?

i'm staring at your photograph

remembering all those times you made me laugh

i never thought it would end this way,

10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU

I hate the way you talk to me,

And the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my car,

I hate the when you stare.

I hate you big dumb combat boots

And the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick,

It even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you're always right,

I hate it when you lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh,

Even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when you're not around,

And the fact that you didn't call.

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,

Not even close

Not even a little bit

Not even at all.

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