Thursday, May 27

Updated music list for the week.

Southern Girl - Incubus
Video - India Arie
That would be her - Joe Nichols
Cry Me a River - Swell.Chemistry
Love is a battlefield - Pat Benatar

I'm feeling loving today...

I'm feeling rather lovely this morning. And I guess I would like to take the time to acknowledge all my blog dawgz that have been down and around for me. You guys are awesome and I truely enjoy reading all y'allz thoughts and feelings because we all feel that way sometimes and it's good to share the good and the bad. It's been an experience and sometimes you guys just crack me up when I'm totally upset.

I'm just letting you know I appriciate each and everyone of you past and present.

Pebbles, Carm, Chris, Danna, Sonya, Kathy, J*me, Native Cupcake, Dave, Sherry, M*ss Amba....EVERYONE for jeebus sake (so many to mention)
*especially Chris whose been down since I was http://www.geocities.com/ndnsweetheart_1999 AKA http://thefrybreadzone.com*

You guys rawk. I heart you all.

Late.

You are Everything To Somebody

Right now at this very minute-----------

someone is very proud of you someone is thinking of you
someone cares about you
someone misses you
someone wants to talk to you
someone wants to be with you
someone hopes you aren't in trouble
someone is thankful for the support you have provided
someone wants to hold your hand
someone hopes everything turns out all right
someone wants you to be happy
someone wants you to find them
someone is celebrating your successes
someone wants to give you a gift
someone thinks you ARE a gift
someone hopes you are not too cold, or too hot
someone wants to hug you
someone loves you
someone wants to lavish you with small gifts
someone admires your strength
someone is thinking of you and smiling
someone wants to be your shoulder to cry on
someone wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun
someone thinks the world of you
someone wants to protect you
someone would do anything for you
someone wants to be forgiven
someone is grateful for your forgiveness
someone wants to laugh with you about old times
someone remembers you and wishes you were there
someone is praising God for you
someone needs to know that your love is unconditional
someone values your advice
someone wants to tell you how much they care
someone wants to stay up watching old movies with you
someone wants to share their dreams with you
someone wants to hold you in their arms
someone wants YOU to hold them in your arms
someone treasures your spirit
someone wishes they could STOP time because of you
someone praises God for your friendship and love
someone can't wait to see you
someone wishes that things didn't have to change
someone loves you for who you are
someone loves the way you make them feel
someone wants to be with you
someone is hoping they can grow old with you
someone hears a song that reminds them of you
someone wants you to know they are there for you
someone is glad that you're their friend
someone wants to be your friend
someone stayed up all night thinking about you
someone is alive because of you
someone is remorseful after losing your friendship
someone is wishing that you would notice them
someone wants to get to know you better
someone believes that you are their soul mate
someone wants to be near you
someone misses your guidance and advice
someone values your guidance and advice
someone has faith in you
someone trusts you
someone needs you to send them this letter
someone needs your support
someone needs you to have faith in them
someone needs you to let them be your friend
someone will cry when they read this

Wednesday, May 26

No more long sexy hair...

I just chopped all my freakin hair off and I love it!

I decided this morning and did it this afternoon. It's gone. It's all gone.





Yeah! I love it love it love it

Ciao Baila's...

Tuesday, May 25

BOREDUM: Firsts and Lasts...

I haven't done one of these in a while...



FIRSTS
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First real memory of something: Being in the living room of my first house christmas morning. It was morning light and dusky the whole room was brown and I was so happy I got a rocking chair with a special cushion just for me. I was prolly 3.

First car: The first car that I bought was an Mitsubishi Mirage hatchback. Red. It was old cute and all mine.

First date: Burger King, spitwad fight and a movie.

First kiss: My first love. It was our first night out as a couple (we'd been friends for a while) and he kissed me as soon as he saw me. Aaaaah he had the best lips in the world.

First break-up: Same guy, I couldn't believe it hurt so bad.

First job: Summer intern @ DHHS/IHS

First screen name: shyone17

First self purchased album: MTV Party to Go: Vol. 1

First piercing/tattoo: well my mom pierced my ears when I was 8 months but I got my lip peirced when I was 21.

First enemy: Stephanie Smith. I didn't like her at all when I first met her. But eventually we became and still are best friends.

First play/musical/performance: Christmas Play with Carebears in it...I was funshine bear...go figure.

First music you remember hearing in your house: Country. My momma was a Reba Mc Intyre/Judds (sp?) fan.

LASTS
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last movie seen: Van Helsing...okay to miss. watch if your bored and hard up

last book read: Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. (Fucking awesome and so much better than Da Vinci Code)

last crush: Since I'm going to say internet crushes don't count....(My ex-bf Mr. Man...)

last kiss: An Hour ago...my nephew Tris

last time felt loved: 5 seconds ago...my best friend Roacha called.

last phone call: Ha ha Roacha

last tv show watched: Real World/Road Rules Challenge

last time showered: Yesterday.

last shoes worn: My black 4 inch heels. (they're so cute!)

last item bought: My sister and my nephew's lunch

last annoyance: Tris kept trying to wipe his tomato hands on my new white linen skirt.

last disappointment: Road Rules won.

last ice cream eaten: James bought me an ice cream after hfstival.

last time in love: Ha ha...fall of 2001...Ryan.

last time hugged: My Roacha last night.

last shirt worn: black fitted tee with "This is what a feminist looks like." on the front