Friday, November 10, 2006

"Ooh-rah!"




I enjoyed reading this guy's blog.
A past post explains the "Ooh-Rah" battle cry.

One tag line on his page says
"When in doubt, empty the magazine."

I LIKE IT.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Posse perplexity...

"It is all too clear that you don't want any thing to do with me, so I won't bother you anymore."

Actually, I'd wager that nothing is clear to you at all.

You know.... I'm just a little weary of (SOME of) my friends being selfish, impatient, demanding, snide, etc.
I thought you understood that I had a direction and purpose in going to school.

I thought everyone was happy for me.

Then WHY do I keep hearing "We never see you anymore" "Where the hell have you been?" "You don't care about me/us anymore" Some of you say nothing at all TO ME... you just make the catty remarks in front of Bestest RoomMate so you know it will get back to me (After all, she cares about me and my feelings). Some of you don't even answer a simple email... nothing!

Hell, I've even heard, when Bestest RoomMate wants to spend time to herself, that I've been a bad influence on Her!?!?! I've been referred to lately as her "Ball and Chain"!
What the ???
I've been told that I've become "boring".

Perhaps they all think they are being humorous... but it's starting to annoy... hurt even.

Is it just that everyone is missing me and they don't really know how to express it? Are they jealous that I have a direction that I'm excited about???
And I AM excited. Massage school energizes me, engages me, thrills me. "C" understands... maybe he's the only one who really does!

(And you know, one person in particular has no RIGHT at all to be upset or jealous.... since they removed themselves from my life, for all intents and purposes, long ago.)

Good lord people... school is only a year and I've just begun!

Ah well, perhaps I should just take Booger's advice....

"fuck 'em! After all..."
if they don't understand you
they'll get over it
~

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

sometimes, P.M. ... I feel drugged...

Stoned

When you're stoned, baby
And I am drunk
and we make love
It seems a little desolate
It's hard sometimes not to look away
And think what's the point
when I'm having to hold this fire down
I think I'll explode if I can't feel this freely now

'Cause if you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
'Cause I'm bored of hangin out,
in your cold

When I feel loved, baby,
I join the road
And the world moves with me
When I feel lost I just slip away
Silently, quietly take my things and go
And think what's the point,
think where's the hope
we're coming home

'Cause if you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
'Cause I'm bored of hanging out, in your cold.

And if you find one day,
find some freedom and relief
And with this freedom maybe,
maybe you will find some peace
And with this peace, baby
I hope it brings you back to me
Bring you home,
take me home

'Cause if you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
'Cause I'm bored of hangin out,
in your cold

Wha-oh... take me home
Wha-oh... take me home
When you're stoned, baby...
take me home
Wha-oh...