It’s amazing how much I’ve changed over the last few weeks.

It's amazing how much I've changed over the last few weeks. I have many friends, most of which I talk to on at least a bi-weekly basis. Today I was talking to one of them, and he kept going on and on about how he likes to get drunk and high before watching KoRn music videos because they make him trip out. He also mentioned something about the acid trip the set designer had to have been on. Now I'm not exactly the best person in the world, but sitting here listening to this guy talk, I am once again reminded that the teenage population of North America is ignorant. Most of us have grown up in areas where teen death is almost non-existent, and if it does exist, it is caused by something other than the teen's stupidity. Anything other than natural death and suicide are accidental, besides over dosing and drunk driving. When you do drugs, or drink, you are willingly and knowingly risking the life of someone else, regardless of whether or not you actually know the person whose safety you have threatened. So next time you are thinking of drinking or doing drugs, remember that it is your own stupidity that will cost you your life.

Tribute To The Nice Girls

Here's to all those girls who used to be his number one. The ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check the caller ID the next morning and be disappointed. The ones who made it through that bitter break up, dried your own tears, and moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened. Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly where this phone call was going. The ones who listened to him say, I only want to be your friend, one day, and the next, listened to him say how much he loves and misses you. We deserve something, and this is our tribute.

Here's to the ones that took him back, hoping that maybe this time, he was different, hoping that maybe people really do change. We listened to our friends tell us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance, caught shit from our parents, and even snuck around to see him for a while. We went through the great stage with no fights all over again. We started this out thinking it would be just friends, and ended up falling in love with him again. We wanted nothing more in the world than to hear him tell us he loved us too, that even though things were bad in the past, they would be different this time. And when we finally heard it, it was like we were dreaming. This is for us.

Here's to the ones who believed what he said, sat around all over again waiting for a phone call that might come in a few hours, or a few days. Here's for the tears cried and dried all over again. We wanted so desperately to believe that he was really busy, he couldn't possibly call us at that moment, or even that he fell asleep early. We trained ourselves to believe the lies because we wanted to believe we had found the one for us. We learned to SETTLE for someone who didn't treat us the way we should be treated.

Here's for the ones who did their hair and make up and put on their prettiest earrings, only to hear him say that he couldn't see us today. The ones who never believed it when people told us there might be someone else. We just couldn't believe that he could do this to us again. This is for those great girls, who loved him more than words can say, and took him back no matter what happened last time because they couldn't bear to look back on their lives one day and wonder "what if".

This is for the girls that stayed up all night long listening to him whine about an ex girlfriend who cheated on him, and cried during the entire conversation. The ones who hoped he would realize that he deserved better, that he deserved us. When he said that he loved you, but he was in love with her, he didn't mean it. This is for the ones that held on to something that was never there to begin with. This is for us girls, who somehow managed to get him to forget about her, and get him to tell us that he was in love with us again, only to have him tell us three weeks later that "things were going too fast, he needs time."

Here's to the girls who couldn't cry to their friends because of how stupid they felt. The ones who held it all in when things came crumbling to pieces again. This is for the ones who couldn't bear to even tell their mom what was going on, for fear of an "I told you so." The ones that could just TELL that they had made a mistake ever allowing him into their hearts, their beds, and their dreams again.

We knew that we deserved better the entire time, that we deserved a guy who would call when he said he was going to, one that would come see us whenever he got the chance, one that would really care about us. We just wanted the one that we loved like that.

Here's for the ones that FINALLY realized that he never gave a shit about them. Here's for the time that he broke your heart again. This is for those days spent trying to hold back the tears, and the tears that turned into anger, then disappointment. Here's for us girls who finally realized that we deserve better. This is for those confusing days, when you miss him, and want nothing more than to hear his voice, or feel his arms around your waist. Stay strong, and remember that relationships are like broken glass, sometimes it's better to leave it alone rather than try to put the pieces back together and get hurt. Remember the times you cried, and how long it took you to even be able to look at another guy like that.

When "your song" comes on the radio, turn the station. When the day comes that he realizes what a mistake he made and tries calling, turn your phone off. When he tries coming to your house, don't answer the door. Think of the broken promises, and the lies, the manipulation and the tears, the wasted moments and staying up all night wondering where the HELL he was. Think of how your heart used to jump when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night, and how it fell to your stomach when you saw it wasn't him, and realized that once again, he hadn't called when he said he was going to.

One day, you'll find a guy who's worth all the tears, but he won't make you cry. You may think that you'll never care about someone like you did that guy that you always ran back to, but you will. It's gonna hurt like hell, and it's going to need time to heal, but the point is, it will heal.

This is for those girls, who fell back in love with their ex, only to get hurt all over again...

Your dating personality profile:
Practical - You are a down-to-earth individual who is not impressed with material excess. You care about the stuff of like that really matters.
Liberal - Politics matters to you, and you aren't afraid to share your left-leaning views. You would never be caught voting for a conservative candidate.
Adventurous - Just sitting around the house is not something that appeals to you. You love to be out trying new things and really experiencing life.

Your date match profile:
Wealthy/Ambitious - You seek someone with goals, someone to whom success is important. You would like for this person to open up new experiences and opportunities for you.
Shy - You are put off by people who are open books. You are drawn to someone who is a bit more mysterious. You want to draw him out of his shell and get to know what he is all about.
Funny - You consider a good sense of humor a major necessity in a date. If his jokes make you laugh, he has won your heart.

Your Top Ten Traits
1. Practical
2. Liberal
3. Adventurous
4. Big-Hearted
5. Funny
6. Intellectual
7. Religious
8. Traditional
9. Outgoing
10. Wealthy/Ambitious

Your Top Ten Match Traits
1. Wealthy/Ambitious
2. Shy
3. Funny
4. Adventurous
5. Conservative
6. Traditional
7. Big-Hearted
8. Practical
9. Intellectual
10. Religious


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The Lady of Laredo

This photo was taken in a hospital after the patient was in an accident where he was responsible for a young woman's death.

It is said that when you receive this image and do not repost this, the woman will look for you during the night to collect your soul.

People in Laredo, Texas received this image and did not send it and were killed outside a bar; it looked as if this woman killed them. Send it to five people or the woman will look for you.




The Lady of Laredo
I got a comment about the lady of Laredo.
My friend told me to repost it
But I deleted it instead.
Now the lady of Laredo is knocking on my door.
She says she wants to talk
But Im sure she wants more.
The comment said she got killed
So Im sure that thats not her.
Some people believe in ghosts,
But I dont know if I concur.
Maybe I should reconsider, since the lady of Laredo is outside my front door.
I shouldnt have taken a chance like those people at the bar
Because Im certain that the lady of Laredo is knocking at my door.
She is smiling that wicked smile
And still carries reminders of the night
when the accident took her life.
I think I should have passed it on,
Now that the lady has pulled out a knife.

plumbers crack and a nice big fuck you to someone i know!!!

well, the plumber just left. he came in long enough to stick something in the toilet and tell my mother that there are TREE ROOTS growing in the toilet. while some of you might think this is weird, considering that we have a gigantic tree in the back yard and a moron that works with my mother usually fixing the plumbing, it is perfectly normal that there are tree roots growing in the plumbing systems.

i didn't get a good look at the plumber, but his wife was perfectly snotty, to say the least. she was tall, and had the shoulders of a fairly large man. kinda reminded me of someone i am related to. but whatever.

as for me being online right now, my dad finally relented and brought my computer back. i guess not having your calls answered for a week will do that to a man. lol. but now that i have my computer back, the damn thing is making all kinds of an awful racket. it sounds like someone let a jack hammer loose on the inside of it, and it is slowly tearing up any traces of what was once a hard drive.

okay, since i'm here, i might as well update those of you who don't go to school with me. i went back to panola tuesday. to some, that place is hell. to me, it is a sanctuary. my friends are there, and i actually like my classes this semester. and as for that rumor that i'm not in school, to those of you who started it, fuck off!!

well, i guess that is it for now. if anyone actually reads this, and wants to comment, feel free to.

also, check out http://www.myspace.com/billdawes. he has some of the funniest blogs i've read in a while. the titles seem to be sexually explicit, but i think you will enjoy reading what he has to say.

my response to jodi's blog entry!!

hey! i liked this blog entry. i have a journal entry similar to it that i was thinking about putting online last week. i'm glad we're such noble people. did you get that habitat for humanities thing from me? i think i have something like that in a blog entry of mine. i agree that you should do all of this stuff while you're still young enough to do it. so, i think we should go to a homeless shelter in like 2 weeks and give out sandwiches and blankets to homeless people. if you want to do this, don't worry about finding a shelter. i already have one that i use to volunteer at. all we need is a couple of big guys to go with us b/c i'm not going into that part of shreveport without a few big guys to make me feel secure. but lets go out into the world and do good and noble things for the good of everyone else. that would be awesome. we could do doctors without borders, and mercy ships. mercy ships is kinda like the peace corps, but it's strictly volunteer, and you get to go to places like africa and build schools and clinics, teach children, set up places for clean drinking water, work in the clinics, and other stuff, and i know a woman who goes out at least once a year to do the mercy ship thing. but whatever. we should be saintly people. and i agree with having children raised in the church. i don't want my kids to be wiccans, or masons. i want them to be good christian children. but my mom is catholic, so maybe i'll go back to her roots? it never hurts. but whatever. if you want, i'll go to the track with you, or else, we can do something else. but no more "going to the movies." next time you wanna get away, we need real plans. that way we don't look so lame driving around town. but whatever. i want a fire fighter....

http://www.mercyships.org. check that out.