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PRIZE FOR HEATHER [09 Jul 2005|10:36pm] HURRAH FOR HEATHER SHE HAS GUESSED THE UNGUESSABLE .....I HAVE UPDATED MY LIVEJOURNAL FOR HER AS HER PRIZE....GOOD JOB lol hows that....i havnt done this in a while so ill just be writing in and out sooner then before ok tata till next time 1 burned | breathe fire

long time [10 Apr 2005|10:57pm] [ mood | tired ] yea its been along time since i did this but what the hell i found a new icon so why not lol yea nothing really to say friends at school is great and im going out with jamie whos been really amazing but yea nothing really else more to say....so yea been bored like everyday so might as well write agian ta ta for now and omg check out this email i got: **************The Story of Rose********** The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose I'm eighty-seven years old Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids.." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose" She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give. God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it. Pass this message to 7 people except you and me. You will receive a miracle tomorrow. If you choose not, then you refuse to bless someone else. "Good friends are like stars.........You don't always see them, but you know they are always there." -- i thought it was the best breathe fire

DAM [10 Mar 2005|07:00pm] DAM this thing gets annoying if people bug you to update it alot....so this one is gonna be the first to get updated like whenever i feel like it...heres a poem kristina helped me with THANX KRISTINA!!!!!!!! There's a girl out there for me And I think that I have found her I'll be waiting here To her is this love just a blur? To me it's more than the first kiss It's a moment in time where I just can't wait To Fall in love all over again I think this could be fait Seeing your eyes I fall to pieces Watching your beauty in awe It always seems to amaze me That u don't have a single flaw In the sky I can see her face The stars make up her eyes I want to tell her how I feel But I'm hiding behind all my lies yea not much but its a start lol ill probally make it into a song so yea that pretty much covers my life sept it sucks and every day just seems to slow down yupp bye for now 2 burned | breathe fire

Something MOre [01 Mar 2005|09:55pm] if a question is asked doesnt it need a answer. trying to say something that doesnt work will always come out screwy. if ya need something that someone has but cant ask for it what do you do. if ya want someone that someone else has what more do you do. if times are hard and life sucks what more can i do. if we can work things out by change why not do it. if change is bad then why bother growing up. im here for her if needs be to come out. if boring days are all that are the outcome then why not go back. if being afraid hurts so much why not face your fears. all a bunch of sayings that were inside my head. wierd but meaningfull :) 1 burned | breathe fire

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OK I GUESS [16 Feb 2005|11:50am] [ mood | NOTHING TO DO ] in guess im ok here im not sad anymore i guess thats good...felecia is next to me here in computer class and SHE'S WEARING A SKIRT wow lol "scrub for not having and pants" anyway im so bored and lonley...if anyone knows anyone that likes me just comment lol its like a dating service now ok g2g Mrs. Carters being wierd.... 7 burned | breathe fire

lifes ending [11 Feb 2005|08:45pm] [ mood | sad, crying, scared,,,whatmore ] im not going to be on for awhile...from my last entry you can tell why....if you havnt already guessed my life is over...theres nothing for me to look up to....heathers gone and i wish she would come back....my hearts broken into millions on peices that cant be put back together....i miss her so.... breathe fire

HELP!!!!!!! [11 Feb 2005|04:20pm] [ mood | sad and worried ] my life fucking sucks and its not because of heather its because of me....ive been a bad boyfriend without even knowing it....i relized i havnt giving heather the space she wanted....i should have let heather do what she does and not question her at all...but no i had to screw things up with her like i did with everyone else....i hate it i hate my life, i just dont hate heather.....i cant....i will never....i might get mad once and a while but its me...i get upset if something doesnt work out the way it does....if nothing turns out right....im so pissed off at myself i might just run away and never come back...trust me ive ran away once theres nothing stopping me from doing it agian....if anything ill be on the next episode of CSI you never know....heather i just want you to know im sorry for being a bad bf and ill change if you give me a second chance....please ill do better...if you dont want me back its your desicion...think of all the good times we had and all the good times we will have....idk compare...the good...the bad.....the fun....the mad....see if your life is better if you leave me if it is then its your decision.....idk what ill do but its up to you not me....i wish it was up to me...but its not please think about what your doing....were having ruff times right now....but its part of relationships....ive asked zack if he had any rough times with jordan....he said yea plunty of them....i just dont know what to do but wait for your answer....sry for the trouble ive caused and i did cause some trouble in your life...which im regretting right now.....well thats why my life sucks retartedly so ill just be somewhere thinking about what will happen.................................. breathe fire

ANOTHER F'ING GOOD DAY [08 Feb 2005|05:38am] [ mood | I LOVE HEATHER SO SO SO MUCH ] TODAY Went well with no interuptions...first i woke up but heather wasnt on but that's ok because her computer wasnt hooked up yet....then i sat with her during the assembly first period...waited for her after advisory...and she waited for me before advisory....sat next to each other at lunch....met with each other after school...took my bus home....then first thing we did was SWING DANCE (HECK YEA) i even downloaded "zuit zoom riot" hehe we'll be better then ALL OF YA....maybe...then we watched spiderman 2 (the best movie)...well i lied we didnt acually watch it...(2+2 people its not that hard....a unfolded futon in a dark room...duh...:) in between tho we played guitar like after swing dancing but that basicly happened before she had to leave...did i mention i hate time....anyway heres my schedule if you care......................... English--10 (aca) Math--Algebra 2 (aca) Science--Biology (aca) Soc Studies--not shurr because i was suppose to get a credit for that from the australian trip i took but the guidence couslers still are looking into that Mod Lang--French 2 (aca) Health/phys. ed---duh guitar 2 webpage development<--- i might take this one away so i can have study with heather if she wants me too. computer 2 with this me and heather might have 3-4 classes together hehe im so so so happy i wish that it will never end and on my guess it wont.....ummm i guess you could comment on like saying your scedule for next year....do as you wish im out... 1 burned | breathe fire

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