i was late fo...

i was late for cawfee tonight because i had to take a picture of a license plate that said LIVE ART.i'm giving myself a new project and it is to photograph random license plates with cool sayings. like on friday i saw RIP RIDE on a hurse. heh, so morbid.

making strides

i was cold this morning.i was bored this afternoon.now i'm tired. 4 hours of sleep does that to a girl. happy birthday dad!

alternative girlfriend

i swear he was looking at me when i took this picture. oh ed.barenaked ladiesdecember 6thnycgo me.

follow through

Oh, this is the start of something goodDon't you agree?I haven't felt like this in so many moonsYou know what I mean?And we can build through this destructionAs we are standing on our feetSo, since you want to be with meYou'll have to follow throughWith every word you sayAnd I, all I really want is youYou to stick aroundI'll see you everydayBut you have to follow throughYou have to follow throughThese reeling emotions they just keep me aliveThey keep me in tuneOh, look what I'm holding here in my fireThis is for youAm I too obvious to preach it?You're so hypnotic on my heartSo, since you want to be with meYou'll have to follow through With every word you sayAnd I, all I really want is youYou to stick around I'll see you everydayBut you have to follow throughYou have to follow throughThe words you say to me are unlike anythingThat's ever been saidAnd what you do to me is unlike anything That's ever beenAm I too obvious to preach it?You're so hypnotic on my heartSo, since you want to be with meYou'll have to follow throughWith every word you sayAnd I, all I really want is you(For) you to stick aroundI'll see you everydayBut you'll have to follow throughWith every word you sayAn I, all I really want is you (For) you to stick aroundI'll see everydayBut you have to follow throughYou have to follow throughYou're gonna have to followOh, this is the start of something goodDon't you agree?*****GO ME. i'm so going to be late for class. again.

inspired me

instead of "study" i typed the word "stupid". that must mean i am tired and need a break so i will update you with some good parts of one of my favorite books:You have the right to work, but for the work's sake only. You have no rights to the fruits of work. Desire for the fruits of work must never be your motive in working. Never give way to laziness, either. Work done with anxiety about results is far inferior to work done without such anxiety, in the calm of self-surrender. They who work selfishly for results are miserable. - from the Bhagavad Gita* * * * *I read them "The Pudding Like the Night on the Sea" from The Stories Julian Tells, in which a father threatens his sons with a whipping and a beating, only to have them whip cream and beat eggs to make a pudding for their mother. I used different voices for the different chanracters. They loved it. They laughed so hard, some of them were wheezing to catch their breath. I laughed, too. It felt so good. I thought: This is what it's all been for, this moment of having my own classroom, laughing together.* * * * *How To Teach LearningSing itSeal it in an envelopeTwist it under a bottle cap "You Are a Winner!"Tie it to the leg of a carrier pigeon and let it soarHoard it greedily, with your back turned Then share it with a magnanimous grin and glittering eyesMake it a surprise, shining like a quater under a pillowWhisper it, like the tow of summer's breath through the willowOrHide it just between the tart skin and sweet fleshof an appleMake itForbiddenMake it DeliciousThen let the children bite...* * * * *"The race is not always to the swift, nor the battle to the strong-but that's the way to bet." - Damon Runyon* * * * *The end. Back to work!

seen

random shirt:i'm not lowering my standards to raise yourshahahahaha

time is short

LookHere are weOn this starry night staring into spaceAnd I must sayI feel as small as dustLying down hereWhat point could there be troublingHead down wondering what willbecome of meWhy concern we cannot seeBut no reason to abandon itTime is short but that's all rightMaybe I'll go in the middle of the nightTake your hands from your eyes, my loveEverything must end some timeDon't burn the day away

time is short

LookHere are weOn this starry night staring into spaceAnd I must sayI feel as small as dustLying down hereWhat point could there be troublingHead down wondering what willbecome of meWhy concern we cannot seeBut no reason to abandon itTime is short but that's all rightMaybe I'll go in the middle of the nightTake your hands from your eyes, my loveEverything must end some timeDon't burn the day away

but hes mine!

Gavin DeGraw was on the radio while I drove home from school tonight.No! nononononononoooooooHes one of those people that I'm protective of and the last thing I want is for 12 year old girls to be running around screaming his name. No fair.

WEDDING

i finally finished putting up the last of the pictures from uncle mike and karens wedding* this is my most favorite one out of all *here are a few more cute ones:danny, jimmy, robertdannyme + lauren"kids table"me + hannahana + bobhannah + jeff they be so white, yo.mom + winstonlauren + winterfallon + gerry ha, look at her eyes!my dad did somebody say something about salsa? lol, that was SO funny.and one last one just cause i love my cousin hannah so much. take that miss. thang! ;)

another birthday

what do you mean you didn't want a penis for your birthday?!?!

a french boy said i'm his favorite :)

nic from france just emailed me and said...PS : you are my favourite american girlaww. ;)i just had to share since it made me smile.umm, yeah. LIQUOR STORE TIME and then workie, work, work.

morning

kim,thats what i look like first thing in the morning.AND NOW IM LATE FOR SCHOOL! raar

sara says it perfectly:

wax patriotic: boys. assholes.

thinking

don't waste the pretty

image issues

compared to the girls surrounding me i feel like my body is the size of a small yacht.oy.

calories

one bag of typical caeser salad mix contains as many calories as a mcdonald's quarter pounder with cheese. - shape magazine.

por favor

Teaching a group of Spanish speaking three year olds how to cut microwaved waffles with plastic forks and knives is extremely challanging. I totally should have done my Spanish homework...

hair

should i get my hair dyed? yes? no?what do you think about red? yes? no?and cut? i'm thinking felicity short. yes? no?

making strides

on october 17th my dad and i are doing another walk for breast cancer. anyone wanna donate?

"suck my dick"

Ismene taught me basics: Ignoring bad behavior as long as you can stand it. Maintaining quiet lines. How a soft voice can be more effective than a loud voice. Starting out with positive comments to parents before lowering the boom. Waiting patiently for children to answer questions.She also made me laugh."Where's your homework?" she asked a boy."Suck my dick," the boy replied.To everything the boy replied, "Suck my dick." "Suck my dick." "Suck my dick." Every day. "Suck my dick." Ismeme ignored it.Finally, we were delivering the class to gym."Get in line.""Suck my dick."She pulled him out of line by his ear. "Come with me, Esme. I need a witness." I followed.She dragged him into the boy's bathroom. They faced each other. His shoulders lifted and fell in his puffy nylon jacket as he breathed forcefully, indignant about his treatment. "Drop your pants!" She commanded."What! You can't suck my dick!""That, sir, is exactly what I intend to do."His mouth fell open with an audible plop. They stood facing each other without moving for an eternity.At last she spoke. "All year long I've been listening to you: 'Suck my dick! Suck my dick!' Why would you ask for something so ridiculous at school? From your teacher? Either you are completely crazy or you really want me to 'suck your dick,' as you have been insisting. So drop your pants.""No," the mortified boy quavered."Then in the future," she warned in sinewy, deliberate, almost cheerful growl, "be careful what you ask for. Or a certain old lady just ... might ... give it to you." She leaned down and opened both her eyes as wide as they would go and grinned with all her sharp teeth.I don't know how many weeks it was before color returned to that boy's face. I know he didn't say "Suck my dick" for the rest of the year.She was my mentor.*This is from the book Educating Esme. Funny stuff.*

haiku-ing with bill

Definition of Haiku: A haiku is a three-line, un-rhyming Japanese form of poetry. It consists of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables.Each Haiku Poem Follows This Pattern: Line 1: Five syllables or “beats in a word”Line 2: Seven syllables or “beats in a word”Line 3: Five syllables or “beats in a word”little jap stick houseblown up with a bomb, '42mission: accomplishedkissing boys is funcold sores on my lips are notherpes is for life...more to come. maybe.

money, money, money, money, money

last night i got a $120 tip from a table of 11 with a bill of $592 and change. rock on.

ponder this

"For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be got through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life." - Father Alfred D'Souza

you are my light, you are my endless summer...

Yesterday I read Sam's Letters to Jennifer by James Patterson. It wasn't as good as some of his other work but I still enjoyed it. Some of my favorite parts... "I think we've met. Maybe in a dream I had? Or maybe I just want to know you so badly that I'll say anything right now.""Living life was like putting the beach into a jar. The point wasn't to fit everything in; it was to attend to the most important things first - the big, beautiful rocks - the most valuable people and experiences - and fit the lesser things around them. Otherwise, the best things might get left out.""I have a new mantra: 'Live every day from the crack of dawn until I can't keep my eyes open a second longer.'"I'm such a sap. :)

hands down

Breathe in for luck,breathe in so deep,this air is blessed,you share with me.This night is wild,so calm and dull,these hearts they race,from self control.Your legs are smooth,as they graze mine,we're doing fine,we're doing nothing at all.My hopes are so high,that your kiss might kill me.So won't you kill me,so I die happy.My heart is yours to fill or burst,to break or bury,or wear as jewelery,which ever you prefer.The words are hushed lets not get busted;just lay entwined here, undiscovered.Safe in here from all the stupid questions."hey did you get some?"Man, that is so dumb.Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear...so we can get some.My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.So won't you kill me, so I die happy.My heart is yours to fill or burst,to break or bury, or wear as jewelery,which ever you prefer.Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,the dim of the soft lights,the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingersand the time on the clock when we realized it's so lateand this walk that we shared together.The streets were wetand the gate was locked so I jumped it,and I let you in.And you stood at your door with your hands on my waistand you kissed me like you meant it.And I knew that you meant it,that you meant it,that you meant it,and I knew,that you meant it,that you meant it.

endings

in the summer we believethat all our dreams can be achievedin love and lady charityin endless possibilitythat there is a better way to bewhen the summer ends so do we

i like these quotes...

"Don't ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive, and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive." - Harold Whitman"The nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly like pearls slipping off a string." - Lucy M. Montgomery

survey number three trillion and six

Last Cigarette: a few years ago. smoking = gross. DO YOU HEAR THAT H.B.B?! Last Alcoholic Drink: frozen margaritaLast Car Ride: from work to homeLast Kiss: this morning Last Good Cry: oh it's been a while.Last Library: last library what?Last book bought: please stop laughing at meLast Movie Seen in Theatres: dodgeballLast Book Read: i know this much is true (so good it deserves linkage!)Last Movie Rented: thirteen Last Cuss Word Uttered: fuuuuuuuckBeverage Drank: iced teaLast Food Consumed: kashiLast Crush: oh...pat.Last Phone Call: patLast TV Show Watched: roseanneLast Time Showered: this morningLast Shoes Worn: work sneakersLast CD Played: ben folds five - whatever...Last Item Bought: cereal (i'm somewhat of an addict)Last Download: the band - the weightLast Annoyance: ehh...Last Disappointment: i got new shelves for my room and i'm short one bracket so i can't hang the last one up until i go back to ikea. *le sigh*Last Soda Drank: diet pepsiLast Thing Written: pepsiLast Words Spoken: "crazy chester followed me and he caught me in the fog he said ``i will fix your rat if you'll take jack my dog'' ...yada, yada, yada...i'm singin!Last Sleep: last night from like 2ish - 9ishLast IM: billLast Weird Encounter: i can't think of anything random?Last Ice Cream Eaten: hmm?Last Time Amused: lol, at work. work is too fuuunny.Last Time Wanting To Die: blah. there will be no dying anytime soon.Last Time In Love: ehhh..been a while.Last Time Hugged: this morningLast Time Scolded: haLast Time Resentful: i work with this girl kate and she is ADOREABLE. seriously, the cutest thing ever. it would be nice to be a cute as her but whatever...i'm just being shallow.Last Chair Sat In: i never sit. EVER. like right now i'm standing and typing. pssssht on chairs. Last Lipstick Used: it's all about the chapstick baby.Last Underwear Worn: wow. it sucks to be you cause i'm not telling...Last Bra Worn: a black mondo push up bra for my lack of boobs. RAAARLast Shirt Worn: green tank topLast Webpage Visited: http://www.livejournal.com/

the masses requested an update...

paul:i'm still pretty boring so i don't know what you want me to write in here?i started working at the country club again. i'm making lots and lots of money so thats wonderful. i have new bosses too which makes work fun again! i'm going to paint my room. it'll be either blue or green or a mixture of both. i want to get rid of all my little kid crap and make it grown-up, clutter-free, and simple. i'm going for a "beachy - serene - relaxing" feel. we shall see...i leave for france in THIRTEEN DAYS!!!!!! 13, 13, 13, 13.my computer has been spazzing because of fucking SPYWARE but i think you helped me fix it! thankyouverymuch!the movie the notebook comes out friday. i really wanna see it because it is one of my most favorite books.my parents are having a graduation party for my brother and i on july 31st. wanna come?i'm going to have a dessert party one day. probably after france but i don't know yet. no real food - just dessert and maybe some wine? there will be smores because they are the bestbestbestest EVER and someone requested banana splits but then that would make it an "ice cream party" and not just a dessert party. do you get what i'm sayin?*****and ryan barclay:sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex. there ya go...i wrote about sex just for you.*****i know that was exciting but now its time for me to be productive. fun, fun, fun. :)