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Country: United States
State: Massachusetts
Birthday: 5/26/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: Dancing, tennising, chatting, eating, sleeping, karyoking, CIRCLE GAMEing, pictionarying!
Expertise: Procrastinating, giving in to food coma, being weird, always smiling!
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
6/14/2002
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| GOOD SONG.
"Wild Horses"
Hmmm woah yea...
I feel these four walls closing in
My face up against the glass
Im looking out... hmm
Is this my life im wondering
It happened so fast
How do I turn this thing around
Is this the bed I chose to make
Its greener pastures i'm thinking about hmm
Wide open spaces far away
All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but, not feel scared
[Chorus:]
wild horses I want to be like you
Throwing caution to the wind
I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love, like im longing too
Run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses!
Ohh yeaaa yea
I see the girl I wanna be
Riding bare back, care free along the shore
If only that someone was me
Jumpin head first headlong without a thought
To act and damn the consequence
I wish it could be that easy
But fear surrounds me like a fence
I wanna break freee ee yeah ohh
All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but, not feel scared
Hoohhh woah woah
[Chorus:]
wild horses I want to be like you
Throwing caution to the wind
I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love, like im longing too
I wanna run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses!
Ohh yeaaa yea
I wanna run too.
Hohhh woah oh woah oh
Breaklessly abandoning my self before you
I wanna open up my heart tell him how I feel
[Chorus:]
wild horses I want to be like you
Throwing caution to the wind
I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love, like im longing too
I wanna run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses! [X2]
Hooaah woah ohh woah
Yeeaaaah
I wanna run with the wild horses | | |
| - Only One
In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday. Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older. And, there on television, Maya said it was "exciting."
Regarding body changes, she said there were many, occurring every day ... like her breasts. They seem to be in a race to see which will reach her waist first. The audience laughed so hard they cried. She is such a simple and honest woman, with so much wisdom in her words!
Maya Angelou said this: "I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow."
"I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights."
"I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life."
"I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as "making a life."
"I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance."
"I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back."
"I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision."
"I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one."
"I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back."
"I've learned that I still have a lot to learn."
"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." | | |
| I LOVE NYC!  and everything that comes with living here, including the lingo. a.c. pee
n. The nasty drip from an air conditioning unit. Also known as "liquid garbage. condenversation
n. The exchange of sweat by people in close quarters (i.e., dance floors,
cramped elevators). See also: filmic moment. despair conditioning
n. An unexpected waft of cool air (e.g., from a passing bus) that is at once
disgusting and welcome in 90-degree heat. filmic moment
n. A glistening sheen of sweat on your body or your belongings, and the
realization that the sweat may not be your own. (That messenger and I shared a
nasty but hot filmic moment in the lobby.) glute glue
n. The cohesive agent that develops on the backs of thighs in July, forcing one
to peel them off park benches, car seats, or bar stools. little white line
n. The thong outline seen on girls wearing the wrong white pants. (Does that
skank with the little white line not check her reflection before going out?) pit-fall
n. 1. The unavoidable underarm stains one gets from wearing tight, nonbreathable
tees. 2. One's inability to avoid wearing tight, nonbreathable tees. shamtonite
n. Summer house freeloader. (Chad is such a shamtonite. He's been hanging out in
Bridgehampton for the past three weekends and he doesn't even rent.) skimplify
v. To reduce the amount of cloth used to cover the body. (Summer's here. Time to
skimplify the wardrobe.) THE SEDUCTIVE, STEAMY, SUBLIME NEW YORK NIGHT. WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE. OR CAN THEY? alphabet pity
n. Awarding extra points or praise to venues east of First Avenue solely because
of geography — and not actual merit. barnese
n. 1. An obscure religion based on a devotion to Barneys New York and the belief
that spiritual well-being can be found on the store's upper floors. 2. Followers
of this religion. (Smart, funny, and so good-looking — if only he were barnese!) boroughbred
n. The rare New Yorker who was actually born and raised in Manhattan. bungaho
n. 1. A species of men and women (you know who you are, kiddies) who frequent
Bungalow 8 with staggering regularity. 2. Those whose love of Bungalow 8 stems
entirely from the fact that they can get in. gansevoria
n. The haze that comes over one when sitting on the Gansevoort rooftop in the
summer, characterized by a willingness to buy $18 cocktails and a lack of care
when said drinks take 30 minutes to arrive. l.i.e.r
n. In casual conversation, one who claims to have grown up in NYC, if by NYC one
means Long Island. marislime
n. The clientele who fill the Maritime Hotel's courtyard and bars at night. 2.
Nighttime scenes characterized by thick clouds of smoke and sweaty faux
hipsters.
p.u.i.
n. Planning under the influence. Plan-making late in the evening, especially
with friends, for next-day activities, such as SoHo shopping and brunch. Saturday night fever
n. The overwhelming desire to ask a taxi driver to blast his radio, as if the
cab could magically transform into a disco. | | |
| - Seasons of Love My sister is something TRULY special.
To VICKI:
I agree with mommy and daddy. You have matured quite a bit since I've
been gone. At times I feel that you understand more about life than I
do. I don't think I have been through as much as you have; and it's
great that you have. Not only are you book smart, you are life smart
as well. You are very eloquent and express your feelings very well.
I should learn that from you, for I am not very expressive - less then
you. Sometimes I feel numb. But thank you for expressing, with
words, all that I have also felt inside me.
I love you very much, too, and wish that I could have been here
growing up with you. How fun would it be if we were both going to
high school at the same time. However, I am not. Therefore, if you
ever have anything that's troubling you or happy thoughts that you'd
like to share, instead of writing it on xanga...I'm only a phone call
away. I can always use a study break! I love you very much, too.
And as I wrote in you and tyson's wedding speech...ha!..."mom, dad,
and I all love you very much. You don't know how much joy you have
brought into our lives." Continue to bring joy to all those that you
touch; that is one of your strongest assets.
love always,
karen
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Vicki's email to the family:
I was at my leadership workshop on Monday, and I learned a very
important lesson. The speaker had told us that "If we had one hour to
live, who would we call? What would we say? and Why haven't we done
it?" He had told us a story about a girl who had written a letter to
her dad telling him how much she loved him. 3 months after the letter
was sent, her father died from a heart attack. The girl had told Ed
(the speaker) how greatful she was for writing the letter and had a
chance to tell her dad that she loved him. From this, the lesson that
I learned was that, it's very important to say how much you love
someone even if it sounds a bit weird. So, dad, I wanted to ask you to
do me a favor.
Tell Nai-nai:
"That I love her very much and that in spirit I'm there to support her
and I want her to get better. Even though she's going through all this
pain, she has the support of the entire family and everyone wants to
see her get better. She will always have someone with her no matter
what because she is always in our hearts. We worry about her, we care
about her and we would like to see her have a full recovery."
Please tell Yei-Yei:
"That Nai-Nai is going to be fine. She has a team of excellent doctors
supporting her and helping her everyday and that they will try to help
her in everyway to make her fully recover. Yei-yei, I love you and
I'll be here for you in spirit because you're so far away in
California. I wish I could be there to support everyone physcially
instead of spiritually, but since I live on the other side of the
country, spiritual support is the strongest support I have."
Please tell them that.
And dad: I love you very much also. I guess I haven't been to
appreciative of you and mommy since..well, a long time. And I want to
say thank you for everything you've done. Without your support I don't
know where i'd be and I see that if you weren't there to push me to do
better, I wouldn't have pushed myself and I can't picture myself not
being pushed. Thank you so much and I love you
Mommy: God, where do I start....I'm sorry for everything i've done,
everything i've written that has hurt you in the past. I swear I
wasn't trying to make you sad or feel like I didn't love you, I do, I
do love you. It's just, I haven't been to open these past 2 years and
believe me, it's really hard for me to talk about my feelings. I'm not
a very open person. But like I said with dad, thank you for everything
you've done. From cooking, to going out with me, hanging out with me,
watching movies, doing homework, pushing me to do better, and even
saying goodnight. It means so much and I really don't know what i'd do
without that kind of support from the people I love the most: my
parents.
And last but not least, karen: My sister, my best friend, my enemy, my
everything. Though we've fought a lot when we were younger, after you
left for college, I found how difficult it was without someone like
you at home. I remember the times during the summer when we'd stay up
till 3 o'clock too excited to sleep because of chinese camp the next
day. Playing games in your bed if we weren't tired like Ms. Sue, and
all those other ones that I can't remember. Karen, I love you so much.
I'm so happy for you that you've been so successful so far. Getting
into Cornell, being able to find jobs, and being such a great dancer
with all this energy. I can't wait for you to graduate, you definately
deserve it. Love you.
And to the family as a whole: Love you guys so much. I might've seemed
really distant the past couple years, and I don't have a reason why,
but after this leadership workshop that I took, it's given me a whole
new meaning for life. Now I don't mean to sound corny or whatever, but
it seriously has. In the book that I got from this extrodinary man, Ed
Gerety, he talks about speaking from your heart. He says:
"Unfortunately, for many of us, the only time that we realize how
often we forget to be grateful for all that we have in our lives is
when we lose someone close to us or when a tragedy happens. When we
lose someone close to us we often have regrets about what we wish we
could have siad or done. We wish that we told that person those three
words that are sometimes the hardest words to say abut are the most
important words of all, 'I love you' We don't often realize how
importnat it is to express our feelings until it's too late."
Hopefully I could share something with you guys that I find important
to me now. And that you will take into consideration to tell those
around you that you love them before it's too late.
--
Vicki
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| hyperventilating. can't breath. suffocated.
...3 more days till home... | | |
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