Archive for April, 2005

who needs a doorknob anyway?

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s0niqu3
on Sunday, 24 April, 2005
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Fun morning…

So I’m sleeping on the couch this weekend because my sister and my nephew, (her son) came up to visit this weekend, and my mom makes me give them my bedroom for the weekend.

Ok, yesterday was fine, nothing really big happened, then this morning, my sister tells luke (her son) that they are leaving today, and he is kind of upset. What does he do? Locks my bedroom door, then walks out and shuts it after him. All of their stuff was in the room.

Ok, no big deal, we’ll just use the unlatch mechanism inside the door… right?

It has to be the oldest, most archaic mechanism, and to top it off, its broken. Out comes the hammer.

So in short, I have no doorknob, and a broken door now.

I hate weekends… I am actually at the point were I have so little of a life, that work is more fun for me than not working.

From Something Positive

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on Saturday, 23 April, 2005
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“…As long as I maintan that same level of, ‘ it honestly doesn’t matter to me if you live or die,’ women will find me attractive on some level. The minute I show any interest, its over. Remember that. The key to happiness is disinterest mingled with mild contempt.”

– Something Positive

this is haley

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on Thursday, 7 April, 2005
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Big Dismal - Too Pretty

well its obvious
what you think about me
cause you won’t even give
me a chance

and I don’t mind
what you say about me
when you talk to your friends
all the time

was it something i said to you
to make you think that I
was just a fool or maybe…

you’re too pretty
you’re too pretty for me
and i don’t want to let you down

you’re too pretty
you’re to pretty for me
and i don’t wanna
no i doo’t wanna wear that crown!

one day you’re gonna wish
that you’d given me a chance
when i’m standing on top
of the world

and you’re stuck down there
in your fantasy
with all your diamonds and pearls

was it something i said to you?
to make you think that I
was just a fool or maybe…

you’re too pretty
you’re too pretty for me
and i don’t wanna let you down

you’re too pretty
you’re too pretty for me
and i don’t wanna
no i don’t wanna year that crown…