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I am made of shamrocks
I am made of stern stuff
I am never enough
I am the forgoteen child
~Smashing Pumpkins


Mary had a little lamb, her face was white white as snow
And everywhere that mary went I was sure to go
Now mary's got a problem, and mary's not a stupid girl
Mary's got some deep shit, and mary does not forget
And this is how mary's garden grows, and this is how mary has her ghosts
And into the eyes of the jackyl I say ka-boom
Now we begin descent, to where we've never been
There is no going back, this wasn't meant to last
This is a hell on earth, we are meant to serve
And she will never learn
-Smashing Pumpkins



PEOPLE

*Natasha- my beautiful girlfriend.....words can't describe you haha.  I love you more than you love bunnies so take that!!!!!!!!  

*Robbie- my kick-ass boyfriend.  He's one of the coolest people I know and I'm slowly falling very in love with him, I don't know how to describe it, it's the most amazing feeling I've ever felt in the entire world.

*Josh-your on here now....smile

*Jeremy-your the shit...so be happy

*Tabatha- one of my best friends and she's one of the other coolest people I know.

*Alex-you the shortest, craziest chic I've ever hung out with and I love you for that.

*Brittany- :'( I miss my Brittany, I'm all alone crying over peeled onions at work now and I miss crying over them with her......

*Sarah-we don't talk much anymore but your still the sexiest man I've ever met.

*Brandie-Bran's so beautiful....and she HAS to be lieing about her bra size....

*Melinda-I love you.....all the wonderful days we spend in the 3rd stall in the bathroom....where would I be without you?

*Darleen-your the only person I know that gets as slow as I do when I smoke....

Well those are my people, I have more but I'm either forgetting you(which means you not important) or I have nothing to say about you.
I'm totally playin about the your not important thing, if I forgot you tell me about it.


Everything about me(that I want to share):
~I hate change
~I hate crowds
~I don't know how to deal with failure
~I fear water to a point it's unhealthy
~I want to be able to sleep without something bothering me....if you only had my dreams, you wouldn't sleep much either
~my favorite color is green
~I hate my job
~I have no faith in ANYTHING at all
~I love my brother more than anyone is this world
~I don't like thunderstruck by ACDC and if you don't like it, kiss my ass
~My favorite ACDC song is For those about to rock
~I try to hide my emotions, but I suck at it
~I don't like chocolate
uhh....I don't know very much about myself

The almighty School of Rock quotes:

Ned: "Dewey, I'm not paying your share of the rent, so, I don't know, maybe you should sell one of your guitars or something."
Dewey: "What? Would you tell Picasso to sell his guitars?"


Dewey:"My name is Dewey Finn. And, no, I'm not a licensed teacher, but I have been touched by your kids. And I'm pretty sure I've touched them."


Dewey:"You don't know the man?  He's everywhere, in the white house, down the hall, Mrs.Mullen's, she's the man, and the man ruined the O-zone, and he's burnin down the amazon, and he kidnapped shamoo and put her in a chlorine tank, so don't waste your time trying to make anything cool or pure cause the man's just gonna call you a fat-washed-up-loser and crush your soul, so do yourself a favor and JUST GIVE UP!!!"


Mr.Cool"I'm not cool enough"


Dewey:"Your the bees knees"
Mr.Cool:"The beesniz?"
Dewey:"Yea, the bees    knees"





All you see is an empty page
Look harder and you'll find my heart is written all over it


In my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullabies
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
~Evanescence



**Pride goeth before a fall*
my choir teacher taught us that, and i love it becuase it means you'll be all cocky about it and fail...and well I hate cocky people so...


In the Greenest of our Valley's
Edgar Allan Poe


I.
          In the greenest of our valleys,
            By good angels tenanted,
          Once fair and stately palace --
            Radiant palace --reared its head.
          In the monarch Thought's dominion --
            It stood there!
          Never seraph spread a pinion
            Over fabric half so fair.

                          II.
          Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
            On its roof did float and flow;
          (This --all this --was in the olden
            Time long ago)
          And every gentle air that dallied,
            In that sweet day,
          Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,
            A winged odour went away.

                         III.
          Wanderers in that happy valley
            Through two luminous windows saw
          Spirits moving musically
            To a lute's well-tuned law,
          Round about a throne, where sitting
            (Porphyrogene!)
          In state his glory well befitting,
            The ruler of the realm was seen.

                          IV.
          And all with pearl and ruby glowing
            Was the fair palace door,
          Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing
            And sparkling evermore,
          A troop of Echoes whose sweet duty
            Was but to sing,
          In voices of surpassing beauty,
            The wit and wisdom of their king.

                           V.
          But evil things, in robes of sorrow,
            Assailed the monarch's high estate;
          (Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow
            Shall dawn upon him, desolate!)
          And, round about his home, the glory
            That blushed and bloomed
          Is but a dim-remembered story
            Of the old time entombed.

                          VI.
          And travellers now within that valley,
            Through the red-litten windows, see
          Vast forms that move fantastically
            To a discordant melody;
          While, like a rapid ghastly river,
            Through the pale door,
          A hideous throng rush out forever,
            And laugh --but smile no more.