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Me and my Happy-self
PoEms biatch!
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Tue, 21 Dec 2004

i lied.....
Mood:  mischievious
Topic: Me and my Happy-self
ok i lied im not putting america is on this post, chew my head off and spit it out.SO YEA omg we named j Ajax inK. well i named him Ajax he already had the name inK. He came over and cook with me today. HE WAS SO CUTE! we couldnt really do nething cus mother nature decided to play and evil cruel and twisted joke on us. part of being a 'woman;. bitch. so yea we just made out, with a whole bunch of stuff. muahahahahahahhaahhaahhahahaha o make me stop sum1.....

Posted by empire2/b_me at 5:17 PM EST
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Sun, 19 Dec 2004

LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Mood:  not sure
Topic: Me and my Happy-self
SO yea!!!!! o my goodness, i am such the happy camper. ok although i think i did no do so hotsy-totsy on my anatomy exam; friday was not a total shit hole. i had a very good time at sawgrass. went at like 12:15, and did not leave until 10:30. sick i kno, but definately time well spent. J (we still havnt picked out a name for him) and i spent the whole day 2gether...... ^_^ o happyness. it was def. fun. then saturday my mom and i went shopping then i went back to sawgass and J ended up comming out again. I really like him. we talked last night about how fast the relationship wa going and e bot said it was going fast but that it still felt right. But yea, wow. Tee hee! so coach K asked me to befriend this new kid named Nick Allen. he's starting at heritage. I sent him this email telling him about me and i gave him my cell number in case he wanted to call and ask questions or w/e. but back to J lol. so yea. i finally eased my mom and told her thwat he asked me out, but i buttered the truth and said he asked me out yesterday when in reality its been almost a week. a week, good lord not a very long time but it feels so much longer in the bes of ways. *sigh* as usual i refuse to spend time reviewing this post to check for typos. But yea what was i going to type....OYEA!! omg there was this movie on sci-fi called The Last Man Alive. LMAO FUNNY ASS SHIT about women taking over and killing off men. the used the term "YOU DAMN CLOSETTED HETERO!!" i laughed so fucking hard...so i'll put america is poem next post. CHOA!

Posted by empire2/b_me at 11:07 AM EST
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Thu, 16 Dec 2004


Now Playing: bleep
Topic: add+
ok! so i said i would post a new a poem..muahahaha as promised here it is. no new news, had a very good 5th period.... <_< >_> ...

RESPONSE
Who are you?
HOw dare you take from me
What I have justly earned
You have no right!
To degrate me when my back is turned
You build it and tear it down
Think your free just cus she's not around
How could you?
Rob a woman of that
Take all she has and thor it back
IN HER FACE!
You severely LACK
What i had hoped that you'd had
Fuck you!
This stops here and now
An exfriendship of halted progression
Such a lack of respect!
For the woman your with
Cabron you make me sick
Writh ands twitch
With the foulness you portray
Take them back!
All the things you say
Mean nothing to me
They are beneath me
And i refuse to ever again
Respond to the likes of you

yes so thats my poem that is may letter to one specific individual, for those who dont kno a cabron is a very insulting word in argentine meaning like "the other man" sorta, but with a much worse connotation

Posted by empire2/b_me at 9:16 PM EST
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Wed, 15 Dec 2004

TeeHee!!!!
Mood:  spacey
Now Playing: green day: Jesus of Suburbia
Topic: PoEms biatch!
Ok! said i would post some poems so here's one. then i want to bitch about how much i hate my orchestra teacher and how much i hate anatomy! Ok b4 i begin i just want everyone to kno that this is MY poem. it is ALSO on my aol hometown page which has been severly neglected.

I AM CLASSIFIED
i am classified
as the white girl livin outside the ghetto
shallow and stereotypical
but, i am deep w/ depth and sorrow and struggle
to maintain the face
society expects to see
on the average white girl
livin off the streets
but that don't stop me, nooo, from hearin
ya'll dont kno wut it's like to b
hit upside the head w/
financial distress
racism
declassification
forced demoralozation
& discrimination
Bull
your reality is what YOU make it
i could very well
drop out of my private high school
get addicted to drugs
cut myself for the release in pain
get a life long job workin at the 7-11
livin pay check to pay check
dreamin only of the 'impossible' 7th heaven
yup yup
i am a white bitch
who knows to take the hand up
when she can get it
im sick and tired of hearin the excuse fom a sister
i am black, asian, i am puerto rican
therefore the person sittin
on the other side of that desk did not give me the job that i was seekin
please, stop takin that route
i no longer wanna hear it
if to be racist
is not to take pity
and to
let go of the past
and grasp
with boh hands, mind, body, and soul the future
then yes i am a racist
bcause i cant take anymore race excuses
i have to let go
i cant accept that
in this day and age race is
still an excuse, a motive, a sympathetic line, an issue
please im not tryin to 'diss' you
it is what it is what i see hear and feel
im tired of this
classification just aint my deal.

yes, i got tired of people, minorities, that coexist with me in my happy private environment about how the white man came and blah blah blah grow up, grow some balls, and shut the fuck up. im white. i was tired of having to be ashamed of it all the time. o well; i hate sounding like a red neck, but w/e. so yea i think next post im going to post my america is poem (which is also on my aol web site) and then post a new poem which i was recenty inspired to write due to recent situations going on between a very good friend and a now ex friend and then seeing the central word on a live journel. :P well if that didnt send u for a loop.....ok nuf' said for tonight. i'll work on my poem and everyone else can b a happy little livejournel camper.

Posted by empire2/b_me at 8:29 PM EST
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Sun, 12 Dec 2004

blog ViRgIn
Mood:  lazy
Now Playing: the game of prcrastination
ok first post is goingt o be a lazy piece of shit, BUT i am going to post some of my poems eventually. some pics, and maybe it'll b sorta live journel-y w/o it being an actualy piece of annoy crap live journel.

Posted by empire2/b_me at 7:19 PM EST
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