Velvet Revolver - June 2004 - This band includes former GN'R members Duff, Slash and Matt Sorum. Matt - various times - There have been points in my life where I get a little too caught up in my relationships and I start to obsess over real live people. You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. Too many people I know and are close to have access to it, and that last episode can be explained if you check out the last few entries of PRCinderella. Just to know that God loves you so much and it is unconditional, you can't ever leave it behind. Saturday was a meeting for the Tennessee Ambassadors of Music, you know, the guys I'm going to Europe with this summer? So I missed Latin, which is the class I should have gone to - all I did in art was the TCE and the crossword puzzle. I got the first problem done of the homework that was due last Thursday and turned that in. I don't know how to interact with people that way.

Maybe they will all forget to vote! So I why do I have such a hard time believing what they are saying to me? But I am saying that I will listen to you without judging. But if I can at least lose one pound, I know that it will get better. I'm so glad this open house will be better. I'm better know so I want to help her. I know there's more than this, but the way there is so hard! In Lahaina there are, John claims, no more frustrated Fuhrers laying down the law; part of the deal is that he is the studio manager, has the final word, and can use the facilities for whatever he wants when the studio is dark. This morning John, my friend and musical collaborator for the past seven years, left for Maui, where he will be managing a studio in Lahaina. After thinking about it awhile, I realized that if the Hawaiian studio venture works out for John, I wont be losing a friend as much as Ill be gaining a studio. You see, normally, we make a point of leaving a little early.... so that when we reach the half way point, it's the perfect time to stop for food. I don't care enough to warn you that she is the kind of woman who will make her way up the company on the backs of other people. Did you catch that? To stave off boredom, we used the one payphone in the school and would call the one freephone number that we knew of that wouldn't get us through to the emergency services or carpet information lines or things of that ilk - which was the BT operator. Just don't forget, you really were the one to break up.

My life has been spinning out of control... all over a boy. Well hmm The weekend, disaster disaster DIFUCKENSASTER. So that night at cadets was a complete disaster, cause I was crying most of the night. Well we thought we had cleaned it up, but there was still abit on the sink and it also clogged up the sink so that whenever you turned the tap on all this spew would come up from the plug hole, So yeah in the morning everyone knew including my parents, so was I in trouble or what, but I couldn't care less cause I had the biggest hangover, urghh I felt so bad, I was dizzy, had migraines and my stomach urggh my stomach still hurts now.

Now this wasn't fair simply because Jewelx was born in December, and her sister being born in May. My mother simply enjoys showing off my achievements to her friends, colleagues and relatives, but she never cares about my life at all. Oh, did I mention that my mother is a biased pig? However, what kills me isn't just that I know that I did poorly, but, also, as I was sitting at my seat, it made so much sense; it felt so right. What ever happened to MYSELF ruling my own life? Looking on the bright side, if the last few days are any indication, this abilify stuff is turning out to be all that and a bag of chocolate. It took me almost an hour though to do so I am afraid that my Math class will never see the liberty spikes Why you ask? Some older people do intimidate me, though, because I've never really been around any. It must have been there for 25 years before my sister took it out after my mother passed away. And I cant exactly say anything I want in here because people read that I'm not really close too..

Some of hit really good some of it's a little hard for me. You may find it interesting, you may not, but why not take a look and see? Sheesh, take a look at Zeus, the man-whore. As a Guy do you prefer a girl to be submissive or take control? Do you prefer a girl who swallows and how important is it that a girl swallows? How old was the girl and how did it come about?

But it makes you think. Everything has a twist, you just make them clever so the audience has to use a tad more brain cells to think about it. Or maybe you do. I don't know anymore, I think I am just overly lonely. Me: Did it make you sad at all or is it just Lizzie sad? Just thinking of it makes me laugh. I got so orgasmically excited that it just wasn't pretty. You know I don't share stuff like this with you guys unless it really means something to me, so just know that and such. In just three short pages I will attempt to explain what I believe affected my life and made me the person I am today. Your entry about yoru father and mother nearly made me cry.

When I fold clean laundoctor into piles to take upstairs and put away, I always make a pile of Neils clothes and a pile of mine and a pile of linen and towels. There was some resistance, and some casualties occured on both sides when one of them regrouped through winamp, but in the end the caerydd prevailed. I took on my step-father one night, a few years back, when he'd had too much to drink and hadn't taken his meds in god knows how long. But now I am glad to back at the Archbold away from Archbold... Life is empty, I feel nothing but lonliness, and I'm do a wonderful job alienating people who at least pretend to care and did make me feel better. I worked hard them over the years and that rose bush was getting really big and she just had to go cut it down. Id like to think that Im one of those stoic people who never needs to change or reinvent themselves, but what is man but a reflection of his surroundings? Just a few questions I'd thought I'd ask to figure who the people are that are reading this.

My efforts backfired, yet I was unable to stop myself from posting my feelings. To get away from school and work and everyday life. Anyway, I'm going to get an application today before work, and look into it. It makes reading a joy, such a book I can read over and over again. I get to sleep over Nanna's this weekend while Patty is sleeping over my house.

I am turning 16 in June and really want independence. I wore these dorky glasses and no one knew my name. Why do people have to be such assholes and then make me look like a bitch for pointing it out? Its amazing and awesome and beautiful. The ring is beautiful, and it's great that he tailored the asking just to you. The challenge of coming up with a subject to write about and the practice writing causes you to start noticing things in your day that you would not usually notice. Unfortunately, my camera broke just as i was about to take pics at the air and space museum, so i had to use disposable ones the entire time. I told them if they found any money to put priority on Fine Print, as they had the coolest magazines, and they were a mom & pop type organization and would certainly miss the money. And lacking television, I need some form of the Spectacle-Commodity Culture to give me the illusion of purchase and passive viewing as participation. I was a little disappointed to see that in concert the backing vocals, piano, and orchestra were all prerecorded. It's interesting that two of these encounters make me think in relation to my time with the Mexican. Mostly the time element in that for each of them, I remember distinctly the last time I saw them and it was a very different stage of my time in India. With Rob Finch over the next day, we determined it was the Vanderbilt game, for which I held Bob Davies markerboard as he filled in for Lou Holtz; therefore, I was on the field there with the team in that picture.

I nearly pissed my pants.... and typed a hello back.... End of year liao and before i knew it, i'm being there in the company for nearly half a year as temp... I kept forgetting to email my author and now that there's only a week's time before the project is due, I figured it was probably a lost cause. It was an application-only class, which was a bit daunting, but I figured pretty much everyone who applied would probably get accepted. Yes, Jon received an email saying he was accepted to the class on Friday. If you wish to know, then email me and see if I respond. If you have a suggestion for a design, please leave a note or send me an email telling me. So please fuck off and let me sleep. The radiologist told me she really couldn't tell anything conclusive, but that she'd have somebody else look at the x-rays and let me know if they found anything. She really hurt me and just because I couldn't tell her that with words doesn't mean I can't act a little hurt. Two weeks ago I was on my way home and stopped at a light, just before the turn onto the freeway on-ramp. If anything, the fact that she made what she thought was a big mistake and told me about it at the first possible opportunity reinforced my trust in her. The fact that she realized how she felt about me clearly enough to stop before things went any further with him means a lot to me. That's what I've been telling myself this year about all my derailments.