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Friday, 30 April 2004

10 Reasons why Ian Mackenzie is the Coolest!!!
Okay, Ian Mackenzie is my b/f...so I'm trying to do this with the moat unbiased opinion...as if we are only friends, if not, #'s 1-10 would have something to do with his mmm mmm goodness ;)

1. His wardrobe consists of 4 shirts, 3 pants (including his vet office uniform), 2 shorts…I think, and one pair of shoes.
2. He has a twisted and quirky sense of humor that’s just….just…Ian…
3. He has awesome taste in music…ROCK ON, DUDE!!!
4. He is the lead guitarist for his band after they kicked out the other guitarist cuz Ian is sooo much cooler than he is. (Ian can also play bass, btw)
5. He is the most caring, soft-hearted, and sacrificial guy you can come to know
6. He got a tattoo that I designed. (No, I can’t make one for you too)
7. He drives a 1993 pimped-up camaro with a vroom-vroom engine, painted bright red with two black stripes going across the top of the car, a boom-box in the back seat as a radio, a ginormous hole where the radio used to be, and not to mention no rear view mirror as of yet...oh yea, it breaks down all the time...
8. He shaved his legs once because Claire and I got him to believe that it was the sexiest thing since stringed cheese. (The razor burn he got on his paper-white skin was hilarious!!)
9. He does not give a crap what people say or think about him; no shame what-so-ever… I guess that explains his white-trash wardrobe…
10. And lastly, Ian Mackenzie is the coolest because of his weird-self that I absolutely love and his decision to love some one as crazy as me… maybe that explains why we get along so well…

Posted by freak2/fritzoschitzo at 1:17 PM EDT
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10 Reasons why Elizabeth Noas is the Coolest!!!
1. She does not give a damn what people say or think about her
2. She is the envy of every girl and the lust of every guy
3. If you heard her singing without seeing her, you would think she was some awesome black soul singer.
4. She writes super deep poetry and writes with this deep, dark passion that you wonder where the hell it comes from.
5. She looks like a complete angel, but she is the worst of the worst, baby!
6. She is dating a guy that models for an Australian magazine. ( :touch: sizzle, sizzle)
7. She is the person that everyone seems to stop and tell their whole life story to, even if they hate her, which still confuses me.
8. Her boyfriend is a white-trash boy (hey, shut up those are the best!)…you go girl… (Did I mention that he’s a model????)
9. She is smaller than I am, and yet I feel safer with her than most guys, she’s like my bodyguard.
10. And lastly, Elizabeth Noas is the coolest because even though people have every right to use and abuse her last name, she seems to be used to it, i think...i love you, noas.

Posted by freak2/fritzoschitzo at 1:03 PM EDT
Updated: Friday, 30 April 2004 1:18 PM EDT
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10 Reasons why Claire Gentry is the Coolest!!!
1. We can have the most twisted conversations and yet still be able to look each other in eye afterwards.
2. She is completely comfortable with discussing her constipation problems with me (same goes for me).
3. She sings like an angel
4. She writes awesome songs that she puts music to.
5. She is dating a guy that has prettier hair than both her and me when we blow-dry AND iron it.
6. She is so beautiful, and yet she has the cuteness to be self conscious at times.
7. Her and I both share the foreverness of our flabby bellies that we play with.
8. She goes on these eternal “diets” and “exercise programs”…along with me, where we never lose weight.
9. When she laughs I can’t help but laugh either (this doesn’t help when we’re taking a damn test, or when she IM’s me in the middle of class and says something about Ms. Perez and her fat-ass-self.)
10. And lastly, Claire Gentry is the coolest because she got arrested in Busch Gardens for shoplifting because she was stuck with a shoplifting buddy that was a complete airhead idiot… what a rebel...

Posted by freak2/fritzoschitzo at 1:00 PM EDT
Updated: Friday, 30 April 2004 1:18 PM EDT
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10 Reasons why My Sister, Alyssa, is the Coolest!!!
1. She’s only 12 years old and she already has bigger boobs than me, and not to mention that she has bigger hips and is just as tall as I am (But who has the ass, honey??)
2. She is 12 years old with a mind of an 18 year old.
3. She has the longest fingers and toes you ever did see…scary thought…
4. She has gotten straight A’s in her report card for the past 4 years, and yet, she is the most bad ass nerd that I know!
5. She can play seven instruments AND read music.
6. She has to be one of the most hilarious people that I know
7. She can belch louder and longer than any guy that I know
8. She’s a photocopy of me, except more perfect; she is my mini-me…no wonder I like her so much…
9. She reminds me everyday with her perfectness that I am indeed the black sheep of the family.
10. And lastly, my sister, Alyssa, is the coolest because she is a twisted, insane, freeker-deeker, maniac that is a complete leech to society.


Posted by freak2/fritzoschitzo at 12:58 PM EDT
Updated: Friday, 30 April 2004 1:22 PM EDT
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Tuesday, 13 April 2004

Freedom
I reach out for you in desperate need,
To touch you just this time I plead.
You’re so close and yet so far away,
This is my reality of torture every day.
I view you from an unseen crystal glass,
Where nothing can shatter it or get past.
How’s it like out there?
How is the taste of freedom in the air?
Can you come and rescue me,
From the bitter, dry air that I breathe?
And let me lie in your arms like before,
A feeling that penetrates my innermost core.
Only you can shatter this glass,
But the barriers won’t let you pass.
Our eyes are fixed on the day to come,
When this separating glass will come undone.
And the only image that will be in sight,
Is the portrait forever of you and I.

Posted by freak2/fritzoschitzo at 9:27 AM EDT
Updated: Friday, 30 April 2004 1:23 PM EDT
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Thursday, 8 April 2004


Lovely yet dark in her own mysterious way,
She avoids the world and silently crawls away.
Why does she hide in the shadows of her heart?
Could it be her fear of it being torn apart?
The whispers of the wind dance in her hair,
And sunlight hides from her skin so fair.
Her eyes are a deep and cloudy sea,
Of fears, dreams, and hazel-green.
She views the world from the inside-out,
As her soul slowly suffers a drought.
She wears a mask to hide her scars,
And the pain she bears from firey chars.
But the truth always lies in her eyes,
An overcast and dull reminder of when she cries.
Her desire truly lies for the one she loves,
A rose sent from heaven above.
She keeps in the cages of her heart a dove,
Her treasure of which she has named True Love...

Posted by freak2/fritzoschitzo at 10:01 AM EDT
Updated: Friday, 30 April 2004 1:40 PM EDT
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Tuesday, 6 April 2004

Poetry
Distant Shores...

As I look out at that far-fetched sea,
And the rocks of the cliff right below me,
I see freedom in the wind and tide,
But the way to it seems to hide.
I gaze at the vision with my tiered eyes,
I lift my arms so I can soar and fly.
A bitter, cold tear streams down my face,
Because I can’t get to that far away place.
That distant castle of paradise,
I watch as day turns to night.
My arms go numb and my legs go weak,
My throat turns too dry to speak.
Hope is dampened by never-ending rain,
I just need someone to ease my pain.
I start seeing stars, but it wasn’t yet night,
My eyes closed and I fell down into the light.
A fatal fall was caught by one with wings,
He held me close and whispered sweet nothings.
Right then reality seemed like a dream,
How can an angel be right here with me?
I awoke as he took me to that far away land,
I felt secure in his warmth, his hands.
He pointed across the sea at the rocky cliff,
When suddenly my thoughts started to drift.
I dreamt of a new life where I’m now free,
With my angel’s wings wrapped around me.


Posted by freak2/fritzoschitzo at 9:06 AM EDT
Updated: Friday, 30 April 2004 1:42 PM EDT
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