Monday, March 29, 2004
Amazing how you can find a song that sums up everything you feel:
It's getting to the point
Where I'm no fun anymore
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badly
I must cry out loud
I am lonely
I am yours, you are mine
You are what you are
And you make it hard-
Remember what we've said and done and felt
about each other
Oh babe, have mercy
Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now
I am not dreaming.
I am yours, you are mine
You are what you are
And you make it hard-
Tearing yourself away from me now
You are free and I am crying
This does not mean I don't love you
I do, that's forever, yes and for always
I am yours, you are mine
You are what you are
And you make it hard-
Something inside is telling me that
I've got your secret. Are you still listening?
Fear is the lock, and laughter the key to your heart
And I love you.
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
And you make it hard-
And you make it hard-
-Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
constructed [11:41:00 PM]
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Monday, March 01, 2004
Well, I found this through Vanessa's blog. Apparently I'm really May...
MAY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Yes, yes I am.
Strong-willed and highly motivated. When I am motivated
Sharp thoughts. Maybe
Easily angered. But I probably won't let you know it, unless you're family.
Attracts others and loves attention. True
Deep feelings. Very deep
Beautiful physically and mentally. What do you think?
Firm Standpoint. No...I often lose my footing
Needs no motivation. Very false
Easily consoled. By a select group of people
Systematic (left brain). I've forgotten what this means.
Loves to dream. Daydream, nightdream, is life a dream?
Strong clairvoyance. Ask my sister.
Understanding. Too much sometimes
Sickness usually in the ear and neck. And everywhere else
Good imagination. Yes
Good physical. No...unless it means my body looks good.
Weak breathing. Yeah, tends to be in smokers.
Loves literature and the arts. Yeah
Loves traveling. Yeah
Dislike being at home. Which is why I don't live there nine months out of the year
Restless. And young
Not having many children. I used to think I'd have one of the truckloads of children. I'd be happy with two. Like Danielle and Vanessa
Hardworking. No
High spirited. When I'm high-spirited
Spendthrift. Absolutely not. I just spent a hundred in shoes.
constructed [1:53:00 AM]
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