You get a little frantic
I write you a song
You get a little tantric
But you sing it all day long
You've been drinking
So I'll play you some guitar
But I see the mood is sinking
When we're driving in your car
I know when somethings wrong
I know just what you need
You know when I'm feeling wrong
Hear it in the keys
When I find you
So melodic
Sitting all alone
I know there's something else to you
I know you should go home
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
And now for the first blog in for ever
I'm Mr.Lonely, who never says never. Some things, we don't talk about... How I love the fray. I find that when I'm lonely the piano helps but not tonight. I need something more. I need a guitar and a clove. I need a hug and a squirtgun, I need a beer and mostly I need a job. I need to learn the guitar I think I'm going to learn some fray songs on piano tmr. goodnight
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Chicks dig tire swings
omg airfare to Peru is a bitch! I don't have the money for that shit! Seriously. I don't know if I can make it right now because the airfare is sooooo expensive! I'm scared because I found an amazing organization that does exactly what I want to be doing. They have the same views as I do. Any length of commitment is available and I can't wait to be apart. I'm trying to build a budget so I can lengthen my star so I can help more and I'm trying to find a job at the same time but honestly the air fare is killing. I'm going to cry. I'm so excited to go though like literally I'm squirming with excitement. yay!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
I'm beginning to see
I smoke way too much. A pack o day? Are you serious right now?
You're so typical
With your gun belt
Walking to your house is like walking into the inquisition
The cameras
The spying
What is that you've been hiding?
Tell me here.
Before you beckon me in
Before I have to refuse such a sweet invitation
What the hell are you hiding in your trunk?
Is it a body?
Should I know?
Will you kill me if I peek?
Well it'll kill me if I don't
So I'm going to look
You better grab the tazer
Cause this bitch won't take no for an answer.
Also in other news. After my world peace blog here comes the one we've all been waiting for.
You think you can just treat people like the scum you are... I don't think so. I'm sorry that I had to take matters in to my own hands but that's for you. I'm not sorry I did what I did. You deserved those 4 flat tires and you'll deserve more if you dare play with fire again. Little boys never learn. Apparently you didn't get the point, You know I'm dangerous and you still reached your hand in just to be a little rebel didn't you? Well fire is dangerous and fire will burn. You got burned, and your tires were deflated. Oh well call mommy and she'll buy you some new ones. It's such a shame. Late to work? =( <---thats just for you. You need to learn I'm a dangerous bitch and you don't want to fuck with me. So the next time you see someone who's hungry and doesn't have a dime to his name I'm sure you'll give him a piece of chicken. Scumbag. If it were anyone else I wouldn't care, I'd be shocked because what kind of an asshole does that but I wouldn't be this upset. To be honest I really don't care anymore but I told you don't fuck with me, don't fuck with my family.... Well somebody didn't listen so somebody got punished. So I'm happy with you needing tires and having your car towed but next time you won't be so lucky. Next time it will be...bye bye college, bye bye job, and bye bye apartment. Trust me. You've seen my work. You've been warned.
and and and and and I still haven't gotten any replies from any programs yet... =(
You're so typical
With your gun belt
Walking to your house is like walking into the inquisition
The cameras
The spying
What is that you've been hiding?
Tell me here.
Before you beckon me in
Before I have to refuse such a sweet invitation
What the hell are you hiding in your trunk?
Is it a body?
Should I know?
Will you kill me if I peek?
Well it'll kill me if I don't
So I'm going to look
You better grab the tazer
Cause this bitch won't take no for an answer.
Also in other news. After my world peace blog here comes the one we've all been waiting for.
You think you can just treat people like the scum you are... I don't think so. I'm sorry that I had to take matters in to my own hands but that's for you. I'm not sorry I did what I did. You deserved those 4 flat tires and you'll deserve more if you dare play with fire again. Little boys never learn. Apparently you didn't get the point, You know I'm dangerous and you still reached your hand in just to be a little rebel didn't you? Well fire is dangerous and fire will burn. You got burned, and your tires were deflated. Oh well call mommy and she'll buy you some new ones. It's such a shame. Late to work? =( <---thats just for you. You need to learn I'm a dangerous bitch and you don't want to fuck with me. So the next time you see someone who's hungry and doesn't have a dime to his name I'm sure you'll give him a piece of chicken. Scumbag. If it were anyone else I wouldn't care, I'd be shocked because what kind of an asshole does that but I wouldn't be this upset. To be honest I really don't care anymore but I told you don't fuck with me, don't fuck with my family.... Well somebody didn't listen so somebody got punished. So I'm happy with you needing tires and having your car towed but next time you won't be so lucky. Next time it will be...bye bye college, bye bye job, and bye bye apartment. Trust me. You've seen my work. You've been warned.
and and and and and I still haven't gotten any replies from any programs yet... =(
My dear lindsay lohan.... Let's go somewhere
Mom & Dad, don't worry about your son.
I keep looking up so I can hold on.
Because at the end of the day all we have is who we are.
Sometimes when I look around me I get overly discouraged from everything in my way. I'm jobless but I know theres a better job. I'm exhausted but I know theres more energy. I just need a way to find the things that are at the end of this road. Sometimes you just have to take it on the chin from the great opponent, the world. Our biggest obstacle to something else. Who knows what else. Who knows what kind of better life is available if we're not living it. I applied to the peace corps. I didn't get in. Because the age of eligibility if 18 and I don't have a bachelors degree. I know. That's what I said. So I am now searching and applying to other programs. Anything available. I have such dreams. I just want one person to say "They are possible" I want someone who's not going to pretend they'll work and in their minds believe them to be childish. Look at the great Walt Disney. He had a dream that adults could act like children and enjoy it, and they do. Every day. I want someone who believes in a greater good. Are there no more humanitarians? Willing to do anything for the greater good? What is money? Money to be is the only thing keeping me from thriving...or so I thought. For some money is the only thing keeeping them above water, and others the only thing keeping their friends from walking away. A car to me? A form of transportation. To a 19 year old living in haiti, he may never drive a car, or even sit in one. What I'm saying is that as an american I am tired of being spoiled by ipods, laptops, cell phones, and credit card debt when there are people who need medical care, who need food, who need a home. Granted this may be the circle of life now, it wasn't supposed to be this way. What happened to helping your neighbor when he's broke? What happened to dirty hands and not CEO's of charities. Dirty crooks? I'd say. I refuse to pay to go overseas when I know my money is fueling some sick bastard driving an escalade in an armani suit. I want to volunteer, I want to live like the locals, I want to do the dirty work so many greedy corporations won't. There's a whole world out there filled with more than just beautiful beaches and gorgeous locals. There's a world filled with poverty, dirty water, and sick people. Who want nothing more than an opportunity. I want to be that opportunity. Honestly this is what I want. There's always been a part of me that wanted to go where there's a need and be the answer. This isn't one of my temporary dreams this is something real. This is something possible. The more I thought of it the more I began to work this into it.
Haiti
One building 8 bunks and a couple offices.
Six volunteers and 2 people to work administrative and the in between work.
Building up a community instead of giving out handouts
Working with the locals not for them
Building places of work, for local profit.
Build these places out of the bases that they already know.
Fishermen? Fish market. Skilled workers? Construction. Nurses? A clinic. etc etc
Build the community, build the economy, fill the need.
Over time work arrangements within the community for more volunteers.
Work connections with those who can afford it to invest into the economy.
Bring in additional volunteers to build churches, houses, markets.
The dream, the man power, and the right mindset. Dream becomes reality. "You can quote me"
I know of two missionaries who have given up everything. They've given their lives to the people of Haiti. I know they'd be on board. That's where I want to start. Finding supporters, volunteers and people who will sponsor this. That's a completely different story. I think I'd like to give my time, my everything, my life... I think it's what I'm going to do. It might not create world peace, it might not change a thing but if I can give one person a chance. I'll be perfectly happy. The end =)
I keep looking up so I can hold on.
Because at the end of the day all we have is who we are.
Sometimes when I look around me I get overly discouraged from everything in my way. I'm jobless but I know theres a better job. I'm exhausted but I know theres more energy. I just need a way to find the things that are at the end of this road. Sometimes you just have to take it on the chin from the great opponent, the world. Our biggest obstacle to something else. Who knows what else. Who knows what kind of better life is available if we're not living it. I applied to the peace corps. I didn't get in. Because the age of eligibility if 18 and I don't have a bachelors degree. I know. That's what I said. So I am now searching and applying to other programs. Anything available. I have such dreams. I just want one person to say "They are possible" I want someone who's not going to pretend they'll work and in their minds believe them to be childish. Look at the great Walt Disney. He had a dream that adults could act like children and enjoy it, and they do. Every day. I want someone who believes in a greater good. Are there no more humanitarians? Willing to do anything for the greater good? What is money? Money to be is the only thing keeping me from thriving...or so I thought. For some money is the only thing keeeping them above water, and others the only thing keeping their friends from walking away. A car to me? A form of transportation. To a 19 year old living in haiti, he may never drive a car, or even sit in one. What I'm saying is that as an american I am tired of being spoiled by ipods, laptops, cell phones, and credit card debt when there are people who need medical care, who need food, who need a home. Granted this may be the circle of life now, it wasn't supposed to be this way. What happened to helping your neighbor when he's broke? What happened to dirty hands and not CEO's of charities. Dirty crooks? I'd say. I refuse to pay to go overseas when I know my money is fueling some sick bastard driving an escalade in an armani suit. I want to volunteer, I want to live like the locals, I want to do the dirty work so many greedy corporations won't. There's a whole world out there filled with more than just beautiful beaches and gorgeous locals. There's a world filled with poverty, dirty water, and sick people. Who want nothing more than an opportunity. I want to be that opportunity. Honestly this is what I want. There's always been a part of me that wanted to go where there's a need and be the answer. This isn't one of my temporary dreams this is something real. This is something possible. The more I thought of it the more I began to work this into it.
Haiti
One building 8 bunks and a couple offices.
Six volunteers and 2 people to work administrative and the in between work.
Building up a community instead of giving out handouts
Working with the locals not for them
Building places of work, for local profit.
Build these places out of the bases that they already know.
Fishermen? Fish market. Skilled workers? Construction. Nurses? A clinic. etc etc
Build the community, build the economy, fill the need.
Over time work arrangements within the community for more volunteers.
Work connections with those who can afford it to invest into the economy.
Bring in additional volunteers to build churches, houses, markets.
The dream, the man power, and the right mindset. Dream becomes reality. "You can quote me"
I know of two missionaries who have given up everything. They've given their lives to the people of Haiti. I know they'd be on board. That's where I want to start. Finding supporters, volunteers and people who will sponsor this. That's a completely different story. I think I'd like to give my time, my everything, my life... I think it's what I'm going to do. It might not create world peace, it might not change a thing but if I can give one person a chance. I'll be perfectly happy. The end =)
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Sometimes....
OMG DO i NEVER BLOG ANYMORE?
Sometimes when I say I'm fine
I'm really lying
not that i should tell you
sometimes
I'm just pretending
hoping it will turn out fine
sometimes
I'm speaking positively
thinking it will just "work itself out"
and sometimes
I just want someone to look me in the eyes
and say "tell the truth"
you don't have to cry anymore.
I never blog anymore. I'm truly sorry. However I will be on vacation from Thurs. to Mon.
suck it
Sometimes when I say I'm fine
I'm really lying
not that i should tell you
sometimes
I'm just pretending
hoping it will turn out fine
sometimes
I'm speaking positively
thinking it will just "work itself out"
and sometimes
I just want someone to look me in the eyes
and say "tell the truth"
you don't have to cry anymore.
I never blog anymore. I'm truly sorry. However I will be on vacation from Thurs. to Mon.
suck it
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