this stupid shit, pointed at poor un-suspected teens, really bothers me. its media programing.
if you need to fill out a quiz to know if you're in love, than you're NOT!
if you need to fill out a quiz to know if you're in love, than you're NOT!
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Song Of The Moment
Would Not Come by Alanis Morissette
If I make a lot of tinsel then people will want to
If I am hardened no fear of further abandonment
If I am famous then maybe i'll feel good in this skin and
If I am cultured my words will somehow garner respect and
I would throw a party still
It would not come
I would bike, run, swim and still
It would not come
I'd go traveling and still
It would not come
I would starve myself and still
It would not come
If I am masculine I will be taken more seriously
If I take a break it would make me irresponsible
If I'm elusive I will surely be sought after often
If I need assistance then I must be incapable
I'd be filthy rich and still
It would not come
I would seduce them and still
It would not come
I would drink vodka and still
It would not come
I'd have an orgasm... still
It wouldn't come
If I accumulate knowledge
I'll be impenetrable
If I am aloof no one will know
When they strike a nerve
If I keep my mouth shut the boat
Will not have to be rock-ed
If I am vulnerable I will be
Trampled upon and...
I would go shopping and still
It would not come
I'd leave the country and still
It would not come
I would scream and rebel still
It would not come
I would stuff my face and still
It would not come
I'd be productive and still it would not come
I'd be celebrated still it would not come
I'd the the hero and still it would not come
I'd renunciate and still it would not come
If I am hardened no fear of further abandonment
If I am famous then maybe i'll feel good in this skin and
If I am cultured my words will somehow garner respect and
I would throw a party still
It would not come
I would bike, run, swim and still
It would not come
I'd go traveling and still
It would not come
I would starve myself and still
It would not come
If I am masculine I will be taken more seriously
If I take a break it would make me irresponsible
If I'm elusive I will surely be sought after often
If I need assistance then I must be incapable
I'd be filthy rich and still
It would not come
I would seduce them and still
It would not come
I would drink vodka and still
It would not come
I'd have an orgasm... still
It wouldn't come
If I accumulate knowledge
I'll be impenetrable
If I am aloof no one will know
When they strike a nerve
If I keep my mouth shut the boat
Will not have to be rock-ed
If I am vulnerable I will be
Trampled upon and...
I would go shopping and still
It would not come
I'd leave the country and still
It would not come
I would scream and rebel still
It would not come
I would stuff my face and still
It would not come
I'd be productive and still it would not come
I'd be celebrated still it would not come
I'd the the hero and still it would not come
I'd renunciate and still it would not come
Saturday, November 8, 2008
what will they they think of next??
hahahahahaha i just found this website on someones profile, i had to.
Friday, November 7, 2008
fun spam mail
My Name is 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 be gan, ' 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.
When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!
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.
'Good friends are like stars........You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.'
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 be gan, ' 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.
When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!
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.
'Good friends are like stars........You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.'
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
9:12am
and the government is already feeding us there lies:
this is how they will PUT mccain in office tonight.
youre being lied to. remember that.
Nov 4, 2008
Election Day glitchesCrowded polling precincts and unexpected snags are straining voters and officials.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Xavier Armand's Store Now Online!!!
I'm starting to sell come goods off of Cafe Press dot com!
Keep a eye out for more products and designs that are up and coming. And soon some Photography as well!!!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Making movies...
...is NOT fun!
They lie on those behind the scenes documentaries!
Well it might be fun for the Actors because THEY ARE ON THE SET LEAST OF ANYONE ONE CREW MEMBER!
I'm so tired I'm sick.
**goes back to bed**
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