Smeared Black Ink...

2004-01-22T21:33:00.000-08:00

why hello there.......i have a new journal.......

http://www.livejournal.com/users/honkandwave/

so no more of this one.......

2004-01-16T15:18:00.000-08:00

I'm Sorry Mr. Jones, But Its Time

So this will be one of those entry's where I just sit here and talk about my day. I think I woke up to the best thing ever. Jake.....I miss you too buddy. It was like a movie as I hit end on my phone the radio turned on and a song began to play......The same song that plays every morning.....I just layed there and looked at the ceiling and smiled. I wouldn't have changed that moment for anything. It just made me feel good. I am happy where I am at, and I think that's all that matters. Today after lunch when I got in Tim's car, Gavin looked at me and said, "bye T." I have only known him for two days, and I never told him about my nickname. It made me smile...........
More later...............

P.S. Sorry no pictures for awhile....Tim dropped my camera in a sink full of water.

September '75 I was 47 inches high
Mom said someday I would have
A badass mother G.I. Joe
for your little minds to blow
I still got beat up after class

2003-12-30T20:29:00.000-08:00

I Read Your Last Entry

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.........Many humorous things have happened lately.....

I got hit on by a thirty year old man who asked me if I got his Christmas card. When I gave my usual awkward laugh he pushed a napkin and pen across the table and said, "You didn't get it cuz I don't have your address.....But let's just skip that, can I have your number." That's when I turned around and walked away.

Ty had an admirer at the show yesterday night......
A man in his 30's-40's approached him and asked him what he was doing after the show, and he told him that maybe they could hang out cuz he had painkillers............. I laughed.......... Ty cried.

And now for pictures that don't relate to this post......

Ohhhhh Christmas....................

2003-12-21T00:10:00.000-08:00

Lately I feel like everything is speeding past me. I don't know whether or not to be happy or depressed............

Young girl, don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall
Young girl, it's all right
Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly

2003-12-18T10:29:00.000-08:00

The dreaded book of.........math
So, today was my last final.....Entrepreneurship. Very easy. Yesterday I had my pre-cal final, and lets just say it didn't work out too well for me. For about ten minutes during my confusion I looked around the room in agony...Hoping to catch someone's eye to share that horrible "I'm going to die" look. But it seemed as though no one shared my pain. With about only half an hour left in the class period I only had the first column done. Which for me means there were six blanks and only about five answers that I knew. I still had another column to go. Let's just say that it was over. I got a 63% Why I wasted four hours studding the night before...I don't know. I thought I had it down. But I was proven wrong by Mr. Feringa when he told me my score with a huge smile on his face. Why do teachers do that? I hate that. I looked at him and laughed, and walked out the room. But it's over with.......And now I can relax. I'm excited for next semester cuz I have government. Not only am I excited cuz...well it's government, but do to the fact that Tim saved all his notes, quizzes, tests...ect. Will prove to make that an easy semester. Also Andrew (insert link, which I don't know how to do) gave me all his notes, test.....ect. for second semester pre-cal.....All I can do is smile. So, my last couple months of my high school career....I plan to ditch, walk in late, and just not care. Sounds like a pretty good ending to me!

2003-12-16T12:21:00.000-08:00

"Clearly you've never been to Singapore."

2003-12-15T19:21:00.000-08:00

Hehe...Us on t.v.

Me...T

That's Andrew.......cowboy style!

That's cowboy Ryan

Cowboy T

Cowboy Ryan's fish......mmmmm tasty

awww...he wants roast beef...

I believe in a thing called love....Just listen to the rythm of my heart....

A time out...to smell the cheese..

.........And more singing to The Darkness!

2003-12-14T15:52:00.000-08:00

It seems that they have gotten rid of all my notes...poo!

2003-12-11T20:25:00.000-08:00

It's remarkable how much good tasting bulgolgie, honesty, and the presence of someone you miss desperately makes everything just seem......Right.

2003-12-11T13:22:00.000-08:00

Haaaa.......Need I say more?!

2003-12-08T20:53:00.000-08:00

Dear God...Or Santa
The older I get the more I realize how little time I have.....Please send me some boobs!

2003-12-08T17:13:00.000-08:00

And now, the first ever post with pictures on my blog. Or Taryn's.

- Ty

Here is our day at the mall! I like boys!

Jack serving up his Ruby Magic.

Ty serving up his own Ruby Magic.

Shhh! Don't tell Sam what Ty bought for his gift!

THE END.

2003-12-07T15:30:00.000-08:00

I Just noticed that my good friend Jack made links for my site....awh Jack, thank you. One thing that I find slightly humorous, is that I don't know who someone is on that over there list thing....Oh and you didn't put you and matt. But I am very grateful.
P.S. Jack - Peach those cheeks

2003-12-07T15:15:00.000-08:00

Ahem...............
Chelsea: One of the topics the adults were talking about, strip spin the bottle.
T: I have never played spin the bottle.
General consensus: Haaaaaaaaaaa...Let's play.
Craig: No guy's its flu season.

Did that ruin the night, or make it the best damn night ever? You think about that!

2003-12-04T19:18:00.000-08:00

i'm in envy of addicts, you're obsessed with stars dont, dont you go sounding so excited youre showing me your vanity whisper it once, just a little bit c'mon whisper it twice, i cant stand to see the spotlight shine one more night its killing me to see you just tie the rope and kick the chair leave me hanging there, gasping for air yeah dont mind me three feet from the ceiling and i think i know why you never get to close its cause youre too scared to when im with you theres no point in breathing youd rather watch me drown, then see your hands get wet you took the plot from stage to screen and turned it to an epic scene so whisper it once, tell me again cmon whisper it twice, i cant stand to see my whole life flah before my eyes when im with you theres no point in breathing no point in breathing so so you run away for no apparent reason cause you and i are changing with the seasons dont give me an answer as to why youre leaving the tables are full but nobodys been dealing so fold your hand, cmon and fold your hand

2003-12-03T17:11:00.000-08:00

Today was pretty weird. I woke up and didn't feel like going to math. I decided to show up with only twenty minutes left in the class period because I knew we wouldn't be doing anything, and I could just sit there. The past couple days all I have been doing is worrying about stupid little things. Things that I can't control, things that I wish I could control. Stefanie told me that Sarah Wintz died. I knew exactly who she was. She was in my freshman dance class, her boyfriend was Brian Northrup. She was the girl that in eighth grade made a hit list. I never really payed much attention, but I knew who she was. During my English class Brian's best friend came in and told Mr. Danuser that Brian was in a comma. This was the kid I played Tball with. We have some of the same childhood memories. His family and my family go to the same church. I just sat there and felt sort of numb. All sorts of feelings just ran through me, and they still are. Today when I got home from school I just sat in my driveway and stared out the window. During academic lab I over heard this girl talking to one of her friends. She was explaining that she was all pissed off because she had an appointment with her counselor about changing one of her classes, and due to the fact that "some girl had to die" the counselor's were too busy with grieving kids that she would have to come back a different day. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. All I wanted to do was turn around and say what is your fucking problem.........But I didn't. And I don't know why I didn't, but I really wish I would have. This moment is all I could think about all day long. I don't know what else to say. There really isn't much of anything else to say, except that it takes something as horrible as a death for people to realize what's really important. When my dad walked in the door I told him I loved him. I miss my family.......I love my friends................

2003-12-02T15:57:00.000-08:00

Today was a good day. Chelsea and I were hyper. Too bad Hilary Duff wouldn't work on my phone...
that was a let down. I'll write more later.

2003-11-30T19:41:00.000-08:00

I'm now over oragne juice
...I know that
makes you and I both happy.