Tuesday, September 30, 2003
Laying the smack down...
Something that I'm rather good at when I make up my mind to do it. When I woke up today I knew he was going to call, don't ask me why, I just knew. So anyway, after work sure enough there was a voicemail from my MIA man. So, I call him back, still a bit peeved, but interested enough to see what kind of excuse he would have. Turns out he was a having some personal problems, which tend to happen when going through situations such as his, but still absolutely NO excuse for not at least calling. I just laid it out, told him how it was going to be. If he wants me as bad as he says he does then he can sure as hell start showing some effort, and backing up all that talk. It's been 3 weeks, seriously. It took some cajones for me to say this to Leslie cause truth be known, it's been a LONG time since I've felt this way about someone. He has been pursuing me since January after all. You'd think I'd lighten up and accept the fact that he just might be serious about me and not jerking me around like all the rest. I didn't worry about his reaction because face it, I'm damn well worth the fight it might take to get me. Turns out, not only was he not pissed off that I would say that to him, but I got the distinct impression that it turned him on and that I only fanned the fire ;) On that note I've got him nailed down for a date on the 10th to see Blue October with me because of course, he's SO awesome that he's been listening to them WAY longer than I have. I told him that if he stood me up for any reason whatsoever that I was going to beat his ass and never speak to him again, I know he was scared...hehe.
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Ok Ms. Samford...this one is for you.
I had a dream last night that I came to visit you. Except you were still in school and I had to go with you for one of your classes. I don't what class it was, but the teacher was really freaky. Anyway, after class we went to hang out with one of your friends. She really liked my Durango and she asked me if I could trade cars with her for a week. So I was like yeah okay, why not? Here's the cool part, she drove a red Miata. Hehe, so I got to drive her red Miata around for a week, it was sweet.
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This is for those people who don't understand what being a Texan is all about.
There is only one. . .TEXAS
In every man, woman and child on this planet, there is a person who wishes, just once, he could be a real-live Texan and get up on a horse or ride in a pickup. There is some bit of Texas in everyone. Did you ever hear anyone say, "Wow...so you're from Iowa? Cool, tell me about it?" Do you know why?
Because there's no place like Texas.
Texas is the
Alamo. One hundred, eighty-three men standing in a church, facing thousands of Mexican nationals fighting for freedom, who had the chance to walk out and save themselves,
but stayed to fight and die for the cause of freedom. We send our kids to schools named
William B. Travis and
James Bowie and
Davy Crockett. We have towns in Texas named
Gonzales and
Seguin and do you know why? Because those men saw a line in the sand and they decided to cross it and be heroes. John Wayne paid to do the movie himself. That is the Spirit of Texas.
Texas is
Sam Houston capturing Santa Ana at
San Jacinto. Texas is
Juneteenth and
Texas Independence Day.
Texas is huge forests of Piney Woods like the
Davy Crockett National Forest.
Texas is breathtaking mountains in the
Big Bend.
Texas is the unparalleled beauty of
bluebonnet fields in the
Texas Hill Country.
Texas is the beautiful, warm beaches of the
Gulf Coast of South Texas.
Texas is the shiny skyscrapers in
Houston and
Dallas.
Texas is world record bass from places like
Lake Fork.
Texas is
Mexican food like nowhere else, not even Mexico.
Texas is the
Fort Worth Stockyards,
Bass Hall, and the
Astrodome.
Texas is great companies like Dell Computer, Texas Instruments and Compaq.
Texas is
NASA.
Texas is huge herds of cattle and miles of crops.
Texas is skies blackened with doves, and fields full of deer.
Texas is a place where cities shut down to watch the local high school football game on Friday nights or the Cowboys on Monday Night Football.
Texas is ocean beaches, deserts, lakes and rivers, mountains and prairies, and modern cities.
Texas is larger-than-life legends like
Willie Nelson, Buddy Holly, Waylon Jennings, Freddie Fender, Janis Joplin, Kris Kristofferson, Tom Landry, Darrell Royal, ZZ Top, Eric Dickerson, Earl Campbell, Nolan Ryan, Denton Cooley, Michael DeBakey, Sam Rayburn, Dr. Hector P. Garcia, George Bush, Lyndon B. Johnson, and Henry B. Gonzales.
If it isn't in Texas, you don't need it. No one does anything bigger or better than it's done in Texas.
By federal law, Texas is the only state in the U.S. that can fly its flag at the same height as the U.S. flag. Think about that for a second. You fly the Stars and Stripes at 20 feet in Maryland, California, or Maine and your state flag, whatever it is, goes at 17 feet. But you fly the Stars and Stripes in front of Pine Tree High in Longview at 20 feet and the Lone Star flies at the same height - 20 feet. Do you know why? Because Texas is the only state that was a republic before it became a state.
Our capitol is the only one in the country that is taller than the capitol building in Washington, D.C. We can divide our state into five states if we want to! We included these things as part of the deal when we came on.
Also, down here, being a Texan is as high as being an American.
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Monday, September 29, 2003
I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people...Blue October
I got through phases of depression. They start with Blue October, move on to John Mayer (reflection) and sometimes back to Blue October just to make sure I'm actually feeling better. Then I'll move on to something uplifting such as Pat Green.
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"Someday I'll fly
Someday I'll soar
Someday I'll be so damn much more
Cause I'm bigger than my body gives me
credit for"~Bigger than my Body
"Something's missing
And I don't know how to fix it
Somethings missing
And I don't know what it is
At all
I can't be sure that this state of mind
is not of my own design
I wish there was an over the counter test
for loniliness like this"~Something's Missing
"I'm so alive
I'm so enlightened
I can barely survive
A night in my mind
I've got a plan
I'm gonna find out just how boring I am
And have a good time"~New Deep
"See I refuse to believe
That my life's gonna be
Just some string of incompletes
Never to lead me to anything remotely close to a home life
Been holding outmy whole life for the home life
My whole life"~Home Life
"I called
Because
I just
Need to feel you on the line
Don't hang up this time
And I know it was me who called it over but
I still wish you'd fought me till your dying day
Don't let me get away"~Split Screen Sadness
"Oh you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left Cleaning up the mess he made"~Daughters
John Mayer~Heavier Things
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Saturday, September 27, 2003
Today is one of those in which I hate my life. That is not to say that I don't want to live. It's simply that I question all that I have created and surrounded myself with. I could ask advice, but what good would it be. None. Because when someone gives you advice it's simply a statement of what they would do for themselves. No one thinks alike so why would one person's advice work for you? I want to go. I don't know where, but I know that wherever I went, the isolation and pain wouldn't be as bad. It's not as hard to be alone when you are truly alone as it is to be alone in a crowd. That is possibly the most isolating feeling on earth. People of course would argue with you about that and tell you that it is your own fault for feeling isolated. When they do this they fail to realize they are further isolating you with their severe lack of understanding. What good is advice when you already know what the person is going to say anyway. Where is the comfort in that? Where is the comfort period? I'm ready for the cold weather to come because my fire has burned out. I know that you can't understand because you never felt the heat anyway. I feel cold, not frozen, but very very cold. As if someone had shoved me into a hole in the ice and the water had frozen back over me so that I could not escape. Then they expected me to live and breathe and function as normally as they. Only they don't know but they aren't getting oxygen either because they don't even know what the true oxygen is. I sometimes think I'm alien to this world because I don't understand the pain. I don't know why people act the way they do when it seems so obviously wrong to me. Of course maybe I'm just blind to my own actions as well. But are they actions, or simply re-actions to those perverted actions of others? Do you realize there is no relief? There is safe place, you can't escape these emotions, because there is no wall strong enough, no car fast enough, no ocean deep enough, no place anywhere to escape this. So you live with it, make the best of it, learn to accept it and from time to time have reality checks such as this in which you realize how much bullshit it all is. I do however know that there is purpose, though not sure of what it is yet. I know there is higher power, I know that we are not always meant to suffer so. I know that there will one day be a great rejoicing at the end of the journey. If I didn't know this, I couldn't force myself to breathe at this very moment. I don't want 'comforting' words. They only make it worse. Did you not see it? Did you have no clue how I was on the inside? How I feel everyday, that it's a struggle just to stay alive? I'm sure everyone asks themselves these same questions. Or am I alone? doubtfully. It's a path of self discovery. The closer you get to God the harder life becomes, the more you are 'pruned' just as the grapevines to make the finest of wines. I know this to be true. So as my branches are being cut I have inconceivable faith that what grows back will be stronger, firmer, sturdier, and better than I even could have imagined...
Thoughts on a restless day
You can turn off the sun
But, I'm still gonna shine
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Friday, September 26, 2003
It's that time again. Time to dissappear. I'm taking a Hiatus. I'm no longer available for social engagements of any kind. In case of emergencies a privleged few have the cell number, but only the super privleged of those few are allowed to call at this time. I wish you all the best and will return as soon as my ability to think clearly has returned.
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Thursday, September 25, 2003
Fleeting Insanity
Ok...I give in. My mental stability is TOTALLY gone. Congratulations. You Win. All of you. I totally, 100% FOLD. I've got no Aces, No Kings, I don't even have a face card in my hand anymore. I'm not even upset at the loss. I'm just glad it's over, the relief of conceeding to the opponent far outweighs the golden ticket in the Wonka candy bar. I don't want anymore explanations. I don't want anymore phone calls. I really don't really want to have any recollection of any of you anymore. I want to wake up in the morning with the inate knowledge that all of you are wasted energy in this solar system, but I don't want to know how or why I know that. So on that note I'm out yo.
Peace out with two fingers up like a G
L-Dawg
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Tonights the big night!!! I'm headed straight home to dye my hair, do my nails, and chill in my jammies...
Come on...you know you're jealous. ;)
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Wednesday, September 24, 2003
I bought this little Ivy for $2 at Ikea when I was in Baltimore. It's the cutest little thing and I've become quite fond of its presence on my window. Being of course always dabbling in new things, I've decided that I'm going to start gardening, or growing a few plants at least. All they need is a little TLC and I've got plenty of that. I think it's amazing to watch a living growing plant, to nurture it, feed it, help it grow.
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Daily Horoscope for Virgo - 09/24/03
The cosmic influence of love and attraction enters the picture. Your purpose remains unchanged, although it develops some interesting conditions. Instead of just thinking for yourself, now you're second-guessing someone else's mysterious ways. The stars cast you in such a charming, sexy light that you couldn't ignore other people's admiration if you tried. Someone wants to be near you because of who you are, not because of how you look. Nobody minces words at this point. Being direct will get you exactly what you want. What works in romance will work in anything else, too.
Wow, impressive is it not?
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Tuesday, September 23, 2003
My Poor Poor baby Leslie is SO sick :(
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Sunday, September 21, 2003
"friends from far away come by for a long overdue visit, dear Virgo"
interesting horoscope for my day...
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Saturday, September 20, 2003
Approximately 94 text messages later...
It's been a week long conversation that begins with "hey sexy" goes on to something along the lines of "all hot and bothered?" and hasn't ended yet. It all began Dec. 16th of 2002 from what I've been told. Just to lead up to tomorrow. The day of truth. So we will see, has it been fate? No telling. It's all about timing with me. Things have to be right. It wasn't right till now. Don't ask me why, or what changed. But it was finally time. There's a subdued excitement mounting now. Which could be why I'm still awake instead of sleeping soundly as I should be right now.
Come on and lay it down
I've always been with you
Here and now
Give all that's within you
Be my savior
And I'll be your downfall
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Friday, September 19, 2003
Fate?
Come on boys and girls tell me if you believe in it. I think I do. I believe in signs, I believe God has ways of letting us know when things are meant to be and when they aren't. There's been this conversation in the back of mind...
GIRLI don't just talk to random people unless something about them draws me to them. take for instance you, i'm not sure why exactly i emailed you the night i found your site, but for some reason i decided it was worth the chance. I can't pinpoint exactly what 'force' brought me to that decision.
BOYSo you were hoping that one of us lonley guys in texas might be interested? Could have been "fate"
So I get this phone call today. An unexpected one to say the least, but an extremely nice suprise. And now I can't get off my mind. Such a sexy voice. Why haven't I met him yet? I really couldn't tell you. Being one of those people who is all about the signs, I guess I just never felt like the time was right. Not to mention due to previous experiences I'm just a little hesitant about that sorta thing. I'm really glad the call was unexpected. Being caught off guard was much better. If I'd had the time to think about what to say I'd have been incredibly nervous. Maybe all these signs pointing to Austin were more blatant than I realized. Could it be I wasn't as perceptive as I thought. Was it total coincidence that I found that website that night. Is there a reason that we were going through the same thoughts? Who really knows. The only thing I do know is...
He's got
nice eyes
a great smile
good sense of humor
stability
looking for a relationship
a nice ass from what he says ;)
a very sexy voice
a good chance of meeting me soon.
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I make no excuses for my desires as a Woman.
isn't that the quote?
Today...
Today I wanna be in a band. I wanna be the Hot lead singer and be in love with the Hot drummer. I want him to rip my clothes off after every show and make wild passionate love to me till we can no longer move. I wanna wake up at 4pm the next day and go to the little bistro on the corner and have a 'breakfast' of burritos and beer. I wanna go to the local coffee shop and drink warm caramel macchiatos and read the local paper. I wanna walk in the park till it gets dark and then I wanna lay on a blanket and stare at the stars till I drift off to sleep in his arms and he has to gently wake me to take me back to my apartment in the city. Where he leaves me dressed in what I was wearing all day long and tucks me into bed. He leaves a note on the fridge to tell me he's thinking about me so I'll find it the next morning when I wake up...
Love won't play any games with you...
I still love you New York
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Thursday, September 18, 2003
Just one of the reason's I'm going nowhere in life...
LRC91080: so, question of the day...
LRC91080: is it 'bootie' or 'booty'?
TexasCourt22: bootie is what a baby wears on their feet
TexasCourt22: booty is what you drag behind you
LRC91080: yeah, ok, I've always wondered about that ya know, like I've never had to use the 'bootie' form of the word, I've always used booty though in reference to tha caboose
TexasCourt22: boo·tie
1. A soft, usually knitted shoe for a baby.
2. An ankle-length disposable foot covering, used by medical personnel and others in sterile environments.
boo·ty
1. Slang.
The buttocks.
2. Vulgar Slang.
The vulva or vagina.
Sexual intercourse.
TexasCourt22: interesting
LRC91080: who the hell knew that!?
TexasCourt22: i dont ever refer to my cha cha as booty
LRC91080: LMAO
LRC91080: no, I don't think that has a very positive connotation actually
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Wednesday, September 17, 2003
Dude, I am such a
FREAK it's not even funny.
And I think I like it.
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My Hair...To cut? or not to cut? that is the question.
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Place to be...
9/19/03
Cactus Moon~Kingwood
Monte Montgomery!!!!!
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"I realized something tonight. There is just something about a southern
accent. It just does it for me. And in that moment I knew that I could never
find a guy from the outside. I need a deep hearted, southern mamas boy."
AMEN to that sista!
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Tuesday, September 16, 2003
Blue October
610 Arena-Houston
October 10th
I am SO tempted...why does everything have to happen on the same weekend?
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Wow, 'Next' came way sooner than I expected. This girl's got a date tomorrow night. With the oh so sweet, aforementioned hottie, Leslie. Apparently I've been quite the unforgettable little vixen the past few months. At least I know this one knows how to treat me.
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Monday, September 15, 2003
I've been thinking about this alot lately and I think I'm going to create the perfect man based on all the positive attributes of my past male 'acquaintences.' I made this little list in my head that I've been working on for the past few days. I think it's pretty good.
Looks...
1. I'd have to go with Josh's face and hair...etc. He's got it all as far as 'rip your clothes off' chemistry goes. Hell where can you go wrong with a Cody Canada look-alike?
2. For build though I'd have to go with Leslie. Boy was so ripped, he is pretty hot too, but Josh is hotter. He makes it difficult to concentrate on Geology (especially in the field).
as we know...Looks aren't everything. So I also chose some things from some of those great personalities.
3. I'd have to take 'Stan's' horribly twisted wit and intellect. Sorry, no one has been able to compete with him so far on that level in that category.
4. The sense of humor award goes to Gage. He's wildly entertaining. I seriously want him to do a Dwight Yoakum impression at my wedding reception.
5. I'd have to go with Leslie again on manners. The boy was smooth with me. Treated me like the Queen I am. ;)
6. As far as Loyalty goes, well I'll take this one from Jaime. He's been by my side since I was a freshman in high school trying desperately to win me over.
Then there is physical attraction and chemistry which is a little different than looks
7. which once again Josh takes the cake.
8. As far as kissing goes though. Oh My God...Daniel has the most awesome 'foot-popping' kiss known to this world. Too bad that's the only thing good about him.
Ambition and Future (cause I don't wanna have to raise them or support them)
9. Leslie was probably the most stable out of them all, of course that tends to happen after you've already been married and have a child.
10. Jarod had it together too. He had just graduated with environmental geology and he was starting at a local oil company fresh out of college.
That's not a complete list by any means, but it's a start for sure. I know what I don't want and that's the important thing to know. The rest of that list can be considered after they fill out the application to date me and have passed the new 'Dad Test' I'm implementing ASAP. I swear to God my Dad doesn't even have to talk to them, he can look at them for 5 seconds and rate them. So in order to save my precious time I'm just going to listen to him from now on.
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In the essence of Simplifying things, let me help you out a bit...
NEXT...
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Keeping tabs on 'Amanpour the war whore'...
Amanpour: CNN practiced self-censorship
Fox News spokeswoman Irena Briganti said of Amanpour's comments: "Given the choice, it's better to be viewed as a foot soldier for Bush than a spokeswoman for al-Qaeda."
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P.S. I fell in love today...with Monte Montgomery. I guess I'll just have to kick Pammy's ass and tell her he's all mine next time he's in town. HAHA!
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Court...You're incredible girl! Thanks so much this made my day!!!
When you have to deal with mean and nasty people, just think of them as sandpaper. When they rub you, it hurts, but eventually, you end up smooth and polished... but them, they just end up worn out and ugly!
I know lately it seems like you've been hit up with the power sander, but in the two years I have know you, I have really begun to see that smooth and polished person shine through.
Court
"Cause, I'm on your side... If you fail, at least you tried
To keep your aching, celebrating,
Wonder making heart alive. . Yeah.
And pride... Don't keep it all inside
Don't keep your aching, celebrating,
Wonder making heart alone...
Write your own song."
I am writing my own song Honey...That's the 100% truth. Plus I'm going to Mas Amigos for lunch. Chips and Salsa are the cure all are they not?
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Sunday, September 14, 2003
Somebody ought to take you in
Try to make you love again
Try to make you like the way they feel
When they're under your skin
Never once did think they'd lie when they're holding you
You wonder why they haven't called
When they said they'd call you
You start to wonder if you're ever gonna make it by
You'll start to think you were born blind
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Ok, so maybe going for a jog wasn't the best idea I've had all day. I should have stayed in bed.
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Taking all requests and Dedications
I'm Tired
(Pat Green)
We must be headed in the wrong direction
Cause there's nothing but pain out there
I heard you say something about the cross upon your back
The truth is, baby, life aint always fair
Your whole life is water running down a sidewalk
You Followed the rocks and the cracks as you crawl cross the ground
I ain't seen you smile in so long
You must of built a house in the misery you found
I'm tired, I'm tired now
Tired of playing the same old game
You got to get yourself together
Say to yourself I ain't going down this way
I ain't going down this way
Sifting through your memories deep in the ground with the dead
Maybe you were high on the top of the cloud with the dragon that lives in your head
Maybe you were dragging your wagon with your thoughts like old wooden toys
Maybe you were looking for something that you lost when you were a boy
You eat when your hungry
You sleep when your sleepy
You drink like there's a hole in your soul
All of your problems are begging to leave
But you never want to let them go
You never want to let them go
It's a fine line between living it up and losing it all
It's a fine line between getting up and moving on
It's a fine line between living it up and losing it all
It's a fine line between living it up and moving on
If you stay one more day babe
Don't you know your going to die, your going to die
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Friday, September 12, 2003
Place to be~College Station
see you there...
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Isabel
Call her the perfect storm, or whatever you like. But for those of you who are into this sort of thing, You can't help but appreciate her Monsterous Beauty.

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Wednesday, September 10, 2003
First of all...
Let's get the 'acceptance' speech out of the way. Thanks to all my Greenheads for the birthday wishes! Massive thanks to all my family that called me. MAD props to all those sweet phone calls I got today, and the one I got yesterday (it was the sweetest) :D
I honestly think this was one of my best birthdays ever, I can't imagine the trip to NY and DC to see Court ever being topped, and I spent a fantastic evening with my parents at The Olive Garden and watching The Order (great movie btw). Now it's time to get in party mode for the weekend!!! La Fiesta de Lacy in El Estacion de Collegio!
But on a more somber note as it always will be from now on. Having a birthday on the day before so many lost their lives definitely keeps one grounded. Another year past and I must confess that having seen it with my own two eyes, yes my perspectives have changed. But I still don't think I have any words right now more fitting than those I wrote on last year's anniversary...
It is so hard for me to believe that one year ago today I was sitting in my dorm room at SFA missing my home, but looking forward to the exciting prospect of legally buying acohol for the rest of my life. One word comes to mind, Innocence. I look back on the past year, the good and the bad, the rough and the smooth, the rebirth of a nation. One year ago today I was still innocent to the hurt and the suffering and the disbelief. I was sitting in my dorm thinking to myself how sad it was that I was away from all my family and all my friends and my home on a day so important to me. Amazing how in less than 12 short hours perspectives can be shattered. My parents generation saw Vietnam and the assassination of JFK. And when you ask them, they will remember EXACTLY what they were doing and where they were when it happened. I will remember EXACTLY what I was doing and where I was when it 9-11 happened.
I was getting ready for class, about to walk out the door, more consumed with what I was going to wear to impress my lab partner than anything else in the world, when the phone rang. I figured it was my Mom so early in the morning so I ran to catch the phone before it woke my roomate. I answered it and Mom said "have you seen the news?" I remember thinking " what in the hell would I be watching the news this early in the morning for?" "No" I said, "Why?" "A plane just crashed into one of the World Trade Towers and I think one crashed into the Pentagon ." I imediately turned on the TV to see what this was all about. I couldn't believe my eyes, and like so many others it seemed just like a scene from Independence Day. I remember watching the Tower fall before I left for class. I walked outside and it was so beautiful, so unreal that our world had change forever. Our teacher let us out, deciding it was more important that we be in front of the television at that moment. I wanted to be with my family so bad, that was the hardest week to see through, I just wanted to be home. All of my teachers that day spoke to us briefly and then told us to go pray.
I look back and think about how this has changed America. Some criticize and say that people are only patriotic because of this event, seems to me that we should just be glad that at least now they are patriotic. It's a wake-up call. I was patriotic before it happened, and even more so now. There have not been many times that I've heard the Anthem at a friday night football game and not teared up. You can't sit back and not question the magnitude of the effect this event had on our country. I will always remember that Bush said in one of his first speeches after it happened that he had wanted to pull America together again and get back to a sense of unity, and that none of his plans could have been as successful in doing this as the result of this attack had been. I think about the courage of those left behind and I don't feel pain for those who were taken. Had America not been given a reason such as this to step up and take control of the terrorism issue, then who knows what horrors would have been in our future. I see those who died as the front line of an army in this war. And who would not give his life to preserve the future of freedom?
This issue is harder for me to think about, talk about, or hear about than it was a year ago. It's as though the reality of it has truly set in. We woke the morning of September 11, 2001, to frightful scenes and horrible stories. We ended that day and the next 364 days with a new appreciation for every beautiful thing we hold dear to us. To have some quick glimpse of how quickly it can be taken, and how much we are hated for all our freedoms, really put it all into perspective.
No, I don't think I'll ever forget. Everytime, I smile, everytime Riley smiles, everytime I see a sunset, drive down the road, listen to the radio, watch a movie, enjoy a dinner, laugh with friends, see my family, go to a concert, drink a beer, paint my nails, read a book, talk on the phone, surf the net, AIM a friend across the world, go swimming, go fishing, go hunting, go on a cruise, buy new clothes, take a picture, everytime I do these everyday things that are so familiar, I will remember.
God Bless America
God Bless our Troops
God Bless our President
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well today marks the day...
23 long years at exactly 10:01am, and ironically enough on a Wednesday.
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Tuesday, September 09, 2003
In the essence of 'Knowing Thine Enemy'
I'm watching the democratic debate right now. I know I know, glutton for punishment. So far there's been one outburst from the crowd, and of course the Reverend Al Sharpton had to say his peace about it. 'Gotsta have respect fo yo Black Caucus' or some bullshit like that. Have I mentioned I have a FIRM belief that Dick Gephardt is the ANTICHRIST? Well that's what I think, always have. Of course it's possible that he shares that title with Hillary. This is so interesting. I remember that one of the first things I learned when I was in grade school was that in order to successfully answer a question, one must restate the question in the answer in a manner so as to fully explain to the listener/reader what the question was had they not read the question. Now so far if I had not heard any of these 'questions' and I were in the position to deduce simply from the answers the democrats laid before me what the question was, I would have to say that they questions have been something along the lines of...
"How many different aspects can you find to criticize about our current President?"
"How many ways can you disguise a conservative issue as a liberal issue without any of the ignorant public understanding that you've duped them?"
"Governor Dean, did you just say 'black folks'? I find that racially offensive."
***another outburst***
I have to say in the interest of respect this is uncalled for. I can promise that if some democrat was shouting something along those lines at a Republican debate I was at, I'd be throwin down.
"this president is hazardous to your health?" come on, can't we come up with something more original than that Mr. Edwards???
Why does it always have to be about Race? It doesn't matter what the question is, they always pull the race card. I think affirmative action is the worst, most unjust idea I've ever heard. If I were black I would be so incredibly insulted to think that someone had to give me a handout because they didn't think I was capable of doing it on my own. It's such an incomprehensible idea. There they go again...all about the minority. In fifty years, more than half of our country will be populated with our current day minorities. I don't have a problem with that, no sensible person will have a problem with that. I can't believe these people have such a racist viewpoint. Bottom line "stupid breeds stupid" no matter what their race is.
All I can say is that the democratic party better be glad that their constituency is so blind that they don't comprehend what goes on in our government everyday.
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Monday, September 08, 2003
"you sound about as stubborn as me, I think I'm just a little more tactful with my stubborness"
Greatest thing anyone has said to me all day long. Well except that Hot Guy in the big truck that whistled at me when I was outside earlier ;)
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Why does 5 o' clock come so early in the morning?
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Sunday, September 07, 2003
Sometimes you run out of things to say...
or so I hear. Here I sit, 9:59pm, two days before my 23rd birthday. Now I'm sure you all just can't wait for this, but I'm going to write a
little list of all the things I've learned in the past year. However, before I do that I'm going to revel in the thoughts of the ABSOLUT
Debauchery that will be ensuing this coming weekend. As Sara B. would put it, I'll be getting
prom drunk, celebrating my birthday in the perfect lady-like style I'm known for. Yes that's right, this girl is going to get smashed like she hasn't done in years, "carry me to the bed from the car" drunk... "Falling off the steps at Jitterbugs" drunk..."hanging out of the car dry heaving in the grocery store parking lot" drunk..."Picking up 'gay' Ed at Sundance" drunk..."staying up till 5am 12 beers later listening to stories about getting kicked out of the military for having lesbian lovers" drunk. Yeah, it's on. I'm quite confident that Court, Bekah and Amy Lynn will make my 23rd a most memorable event. I can't think of a better group of friends to spend it with, or a better place than College Station. So now on to that list....
Things I've learned in my 23rd year of life
1. Sleep is quite possibly the most priceless comodity on earth
2. Having a significant other is WAY over-rated at my age.
3. Boys+Beer+Cabins+Field Trips to Oklahoma=BAD
4. Louisiana is the scariest State in the U.S.
5. Pensacola should have been in Texas.
6. Drunk Dials are way underated.
7. Boys that play guitar are the best (especially when they can play Canon in D).
8. When you find a true friend do whatever it takes to keep them.
9. I love ZeigenBock.
10. I think I should have been an Aggie.
Yeah, so that's not all I've learned, but it's the highlights.
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OMG!!!! I'm so excited!!! Jennifer is pregnant AGAIN!!!! :)
Riley was wearing a t-shirt yesterday that said "I'm the older sister" Jen's two months along! :)
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Breakfast after 10
"And I've learned alot from all these Break-ups and Shake-ups and Fuck-ups and Fake-ups!!!
Things I wish you could comprehend, yeah comprehend...
You gotta make
him know how it feels to miss you
you gotta let
him know you're swapping sides
you're not the one with all the problems
you're not the one with all the problems
you're the one with all the pride
so pick your head up
girl and walk away
walk the coolest walk that you know
and in a month or two
he'll call you
you're gonna hang up the phone"
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***b-day present suggestion***
Any of Blue October's former CDs. LOVE THEM
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Saturday, September 06, 2003
Man I love PBR! Thank God for Texas! Thank God for Cowboys! Thank God for Chris Shivers!
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Friday, September 05, 2003
For those of you who aren't "In tha know"
I've changed my party plans for next weekend due to a series of unfortuanate events, however, I'll still be partying, just in a different locale. Turns out my FAVORITE artist,
Pat Green, is playing
Ag Kickoff this year!!! Along with
Cross Canadian Ragweed.
TexasCourt22: oh my god, you are so fricking coming up here
TexasCourt22: please
LRC91080: haha, ok
TexasCourt22: it would be so much fun
LRC91080: I'm bringing the straws damnit, I bought them I'm using them ;-)
TexasCourt22: we will go out and have fun and get trashed and meet guys and play stupid games with stupid boys and it will be magical
TexasCourt22: hell frickin yesss
It sounds magical
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Thursday, September 04, 2003
I've said it once, but it's obviously worth repeating...
Wednesday, October 16, 2002
TexasCourt22: well i think i am just gonna be up front with him from here on out
TexasCourt22: no games
LRC91080: i often tend to think that the male counterpart of our species was in fact not raised be a female "mother" but by wolves, yes that's right, wolves
TexasCourt22: oh girl
TexasCourt22: ding ding ding ding ding
TexasCourt22: QUOTE OF THE NIGHT!
"did you get the memo?"
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I'm so angry right now that it's actually making me sick at my stomach. Nothing on this earth can piss me off faster than for someone to critcize me on something that they know nothing about, do not understand, and most likely will not ever try to understand. I know some of my readers haven't been around very long so let me enlighten you dear reader...I have made it clear on NUMEROUS occasions how very much I hate name dropping. I find it to be one of the most disgusting traits that humans have. I think I've made this BLATANT in previous posts. I never called anyone out in particular, but you all knew who I was talking about and to whom I was talking. To have someone smart off something to me implying in any way whatsoever that I was participating in such behavior enrages me to no end. Especially from someone I happened to have some inkling of respect for and you all know that's a very rare thing for me to have. I often wonder if people are aware of how much they can criticize with silence. I hate for someone to brush something I hold dear to me off in a manner that makes it seem beneath them. How dare they think that anything they do or have is any better. When you enjoy something immensely in life you want to share it with people you care about. When those people demean it with silence or shitty smartass comments there are very few bigger slaps in the face. I hate to break to those of you out there who can't enjoy the small things in life, but you damn well better learn how to enjoy them because you are going to live a sad boring life if you miss the beauty of simplicity God places before you ever single day. I really spent alot of energy cleansing my life from negativity I'd hate to think I'm falling into the same trap again. I've also got another newsflash...I rant on this thing almost everyday and will be forever endebted to my 'dearest' Stan for introducing it to me. But, I want everyone to know that before they just 'assume' they've got my character pegged (this goes for those of you I know in person and those of you I don't) that you don't really know me. The greatest thing about the internet is only revealing to people what you want them to see, trust me I learned this lesson ALL too well. So you may think you know me, you may think you've outsmarted my next move, you may think you've got me under your thumb, but guess again, it'll never happen.
oh and p.s. the lab I taught today that I've been SO incredibly nervous about when Fantastic! thanks everyone for asking.
"Damn right I sure am happy with this Crazy piece of life that I have found!"
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"You cannot conceive of the many without the one" (Plato)
"all are but parts of one stupendous whole" (Alexander Pope).
"discovery and appreciation of the circle is our early glimpse into the wholeness, unity, and divine order of the universe". (Schneider)
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Ok
here's today's installment of 'Player'
I knew it was just a matter of time before it happened. Personality # 2 showed up for class today. I don't remember the whole ordeal, but somewhere in between the comments about 'submissive women' and 'not voting for Hillary 04' the old Josh I know reared his scary bandana covered head. Then Lorrie chimed in and it was all downhill from there. Alex was smart and split immediately.I really need to thank Josh for his confident reassurance that Hillary will never be president because apparently "Men will come out in droves to vote against her and they will inform their submissive wives to get out and vote against her also." That boy ain't right.
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Britney Spears I knew I liked her, lesbian tendancies and all...
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Wednesday, September 03, 2003
Awesome Things...
I got this letter in the mail today from
Sue Gantz. I couldn't figure out who in the world she was at first then I realized she was my yoga instuctor my freshmen year in Lee College. Well, she's started her own business and she's having a women's wellness retreat on October near Brenham. I'm really really tempted to go. I absolutely loved her class. The retreat is $340 for the whole weekend. I would like to think that by October I'd have enough saved up to go. But there is a lot of partying to go on between then and now.
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Tuesday, September 02, 2003
Episode 2...."Player gets Played"
Right...so we all know how this goes. Lacy is really a big pushover and she does the mature thing and is civil to Josh today in class. Which of course leads to slight conversation, amusing conversation actually. We're all sitting in lab discussion the various jobs we'd like to be emplyed at soon when I chimed in with "You know, I really don't wanna work at all" being half serious, half joking of course. Josh's reply was "You know, you don't seem like the 'working' type of girl, you seem more like someone who is going to be taken care of." Now from anyone else, I'd have probably not thought twice about this remark, but from the ultimate chauvinist, I was highly amused. I sarcastically retorted, "You know what Josh coming from you that really means alot." I think he was offended (oh how sad) but I smoothed it over. Which maybe I shouldn't have done because then his 'other' personality came out, you know, the sweet, cute, bashful Josh. This same Josh waited on me after class, talked to me all the way to my car where he then informed me I was taking him to his car across campus. Which of course going back to that pushover thing, I did. I guess I owe him one, he did take me to my car that one time. Anyway, I must say it's quite interesting looking at it with a whole new point of view, those 'rose colored glasses' have been shed and maybe there's room to be friends. I don't know, I might make him fill out an application.
Girl: do you think I seem like the kind of girl that would hold down a job and support herself, or the kinda girl that needs a man to take care of her?
Boy: I'm not sure.... on one hand you have the so independent exterior, and yet sometimes you act like you just want to be taken care of
Girl: hmmm...
♥Oh, so vintage... 11:46 PM
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Monday, September 01, 2003
The Lucky Ones
Do you ever wonder what it would be like to fall in love without all the baggage? You know what baggage I'm talking about. All the jaded thoughts and reservations about giving your heart to someone. The lucky ones are out there. Those who found each other the first time. Those who weren't 'damaged' in any way by former experiences. What must that be like? Like your first love I suppose. I remember my 'first love' but it wasn't really love, I just thought it was at the time. Later I realized I hadn't the slightest comprehension what it meant to really love someone. Wouldn't it be wonderful though to be able to fall for someone and know they won't hurt you, that they are the one for you? Not to have to worry about protecting yourself and living as someone you aren't so that no one really knows the real you.
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