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Monday, October 11, 2004 Happy Thanks-for-giving kids.I just got off work and am now waiting for my turkey dinner. Family is over...and I am HUNGRY! yeahhh. I had sour-krout soup for lunch at work. I have damn polka music stuck in my head and I smell like beer. Effin Oktoberfest. I miss my baby. I hope hes having fun. The little poo head...come back :( Anyways...Ive got nothin. I just waisted your time... Suckerrrsss... <3 Shara
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about I am in love with life. View my Guestbook I have no intentions to please anyone, I write in this for my own purposes. My own outlet. My own place to say what I want, when I want and how I want. With no worries of who I may offend. My belief is writing forces you to organize your thoughts, which helps you to gain control over what is happening around you. It releases stess. So here it is...straight up. archives July 2004 links My best friend Terry. a simple poem Here's 2 the crazy ones, Misfits, Rebels, Troublemakers, Round pegs in square holes, The ones who see things differently. They aren't fond of rules, And have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, Disagree with them, Glorify or villify them. The one thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push us forward. While some may see them as the crazy ones, We see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough To think they can change the world Are the ones who do. credits original layout w4rnawarni : listen to the music designed by w4rnawarni @ blogskins |