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we've grown apart in these last few months, i can't say that i regret it. i have changed, you probably don't even recognize me anymore, journal.  so i guess this is..good

bye 

http://youtube.com/watch?v=mXPUkrz7Uow

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it rained again today..and i missed him.

i walked to the corner bistro, for a sunday morning scone, when i rounded the corner i saw them. i saw them at our table. he was wiping whipped cream off her upper lip, and laughing at the sweetness of her innocence. seconds, turned into minutes, minutes turned into an hour, and i had watched them for the entire meal. when he rose, he took her hand and led her from the bistro throwing a few hundreds on the table casually. she grabbed her louis vuitton and chased him through the streets, running through pidgeons and laughing at the absurdity of life. i clenched my fists in anger and i approached their empty table, i grabbed my ex boyfriends napkin and inhaled deeply, remembering the masculine scent he always carried. i immediately decided, if i couldn't have him..no one could..



to be continued.

Current Mood:
touched touched
Current Music:
tom jones-sex bomb
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so, summer's almost over..and i still haven't had a summer romance. i could be pretty bummed about that..but, someone once told me "if you can't beat em' join em' " so i'm not..bummed. okay..well, i lied...there is someone. 

Current Mood:
okay okay
Current Music:
oasis-wonderwall
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After school I had a lesson with my yoga instructor. Halfway through the session I noticed the sky was darkening..around the time it ended, a full out solar eclipse was beginning. I had two choices..I could pull up my collar and face armageddon, or bum a ride home. I chose the latter...


I began to walk down Main St. thumb poised for action..hoping to grab the attention of the next old man in a pick-up truck that drove by. Instead, I was summoned to the curb by next door neighbour, who proceeded to drive me up the drive-way into my home. When the ride began to last longer than I had anticipated, I began to wonder if was actually going home at all. As it turns out, the blindfold they had placed around my eyes, and the ropes they had used to gag me, had nothing to do with a driving game. I was in fact, being kidnapped. We drove for approximately two days, and two nights..until we finally stopped, and I was graciously thrown down a fleight of stairs to a cold damp basement. We were in beautiful Wichita Kansas! The cornmeal capital of the world! I'd always wanted to visit, so naturally the excess vomiting had more to do with excitement than the numerous beatings and molestation attempts. Eventually, I was forced to wear a box made of steel around my head..I didn't let it get me down though..because...I WAS IN BEAUTIFUL WICHITA KANSAS! I was forced to endure medival torture, as well as being force fed my own excriment. Nightly, I was placed in a very beautiful old wooden box, (which I think was made of oak..and also doubled as a coffin at one time.)  I was forced to clean toilets and eat the same meal everyday, (which I think was the most unbearable part) Upon the seventh year of my imprisonment, I began to enjoy the beatings. I relished in the thought of bloody hands clasped my neck, I even began to explore the bruises that decorated my once boring flesh. All in all, when I was returned to my family..I didn't want to leave..I screamed and kicked, and threatened my captors until they took me back. To this day, my life consists of numerous road trips in which, they attempt to leave me for dead.  Funny story, in order to get me to go away, they framed me for murder...but to no avail. No, I'm happily enjoying my days in the wooden box. 



Current Location:
a box under my owners bed
Current Mood:
rejuvenated rejuvenated
Current Music:
Frank Sinatra-I Get a Kick Out of You
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Current Mood:
happy happy
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The Turkish Groove is back and my mind is at rest!
Also, Solo and Ensemble was ok.

Current Location:
Morocco
Current Mood:
happy happy
Current Music:
Bendeniz-Kirmizi Biber
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This Is Why I'm Hot


[Chorus: Mims]
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot
[x2]
I'm hot cause I'm fly
You hate cause you not
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot
I'm hot cause I'm fly
You ain't cause you not (MIMS!)
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot

[Verse 1]
This is why I'm hot, I don't gotta rap
I could sell a mill, sayin' nothing on the track
I represent New York, I got it on my back
Niggaz say that we lost it, so I'ma bring it back
I love the Dirty Dirty, cause niggaz show me love
The ladies start to bounce as soon as I hit the club
But in the Midwest, they love to take it slow
So when I hit that shit, I watch 'em (get it on the flo')
And if you need it hyphy, I'll take it to the Bay
'Frisco to Sac-Town, they do it everyday
Compton to Hollywood, soon as I hit LA
I'm in the low-low, I do it the Cali way
And when I hit the Chi', people tell me that I'm fly
They like the way I dress, they like my attire
They love how I move crowds from side-to-side
They ask me how I do it, and simply I reply..

[Chorus]
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot
[x2]
I'm hot cause I'm fly
You hate cause you not
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot
I'm hot cause I'm fly
You ain't cause you not (MIMS!)
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot

[Verse 2]
This is why I'm hot, catch me on the block
Every other day, another bitch, another drop
16 bars, 24 a pop
44 a song, nigga gimme what chu got
I'm into drivin cars, fresh up off the lot
Im into shuttin stores down, just so I could shop
If you need a bird, I could get it chopped
Tell me what chu need, you know I get 'em by the flock
I call my homie Black, meet me on the Avvve
I hit Wash. Heights with the money in the bag
We into big spendin', you see my pimpin' never drag
Find me with different women that you niggaz never had
For those who say they know me, know I'm focused on my cream
Playa you come between, you better focus on the beam
I keep it so mean, the way you seen me lean
And when I say I'm hot, my nigga this is what I mean..

[Chorus]
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot
[x2]
I'm hot cause I'm fly
You hate cause you not
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot
I'm hot cause I'm fly
You ain't cause you not (MIMS!)
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot

[verse 3]
This is why I'm hot, shorty see the drop
Asked me what I paid, and I say yeah, I paid a gowp
And then I hit the switch, that take away the top
So chicks around the way, they call me Creame of the Crop
They hop in the car, I tell 'em "All aboard"
We hit the studio, they say they like how I record
I gave 'em Black Train and I Did You Wrong
So everytime I see them, they tell me that's their song
They say I'm the bomb
They love the way the charm
Hangin from the neck, and compliments the arm
Which compliments the ear, then comes the gear
So when I hit the room, the shorties stop 'n stare
Niggaz start to hate, rearrange they face
But little do they know, I keep them thangs by waist
Son I reply, nobody got to die
Similar to Lil' Weez cause I got the fire..

[Chorus]
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot
[x2]
I'm hot cause I'm fly
You hate cause you not
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot
I'm hot cause I'm fly
You ain't cause you not (MIMS!)
This is why (this is why)
This is why I'm hot...
Current Mood:
horny horny
Current Music:
MIMS
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Current Mood:
infuriated infuriated
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Above all things I believe in love. Love is like oxygen. Love is a many-splendored thing.
Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!
Current Mood:
touched touched
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HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Current Mood:
angry angry
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