"everyone says how cool it is, i say nah ... its japanese" - brendan's dad.

i went to speak and no words came out

metophor of my life

love is of the foulest kind

it wraps and tears your heart

and when you think you have peace of mind

two halves have broken apart

i know what it feels to have loved and lost

with weeping fits and torn hair

too bad a love that felt to good had to come at such a cost

i cant sit here and watch my friends in pain

and know i cant do a thing

because all the advice i could give would do no good but maim

these people play with hearst like tinkertoys

and think its just a game

and i sit in pain thinking about how they will feel when they've lost the love that happened to keep them sane

and as a spectator i watch vengeful love

writhing and twirling around them

and hope someday it all goes away.

i cant help but distrust love and all that has anything to do with it

two muffins are in an oven ... one muffin turns to the other muffin and says, "geez its hot in here" ... the other one says, "holy shit a talking muffin"

dont you see how you hurt me? oh wait, i forgot, im not as important. sorry for thinking you cared.

hes so perfect and so untouchable

today i bought a bowling shirt that says "shake rock and bowl

the villge thrift store is my hero ... they even organize their clothes by color.

my cable modem is broken ... i miss my friend mr. aim

grease is the best thing going in my life right now ... and its over in a week

i hate thinking i did well and then not. its so much better to know you failed therefore there is no surprise disappointment.

my mother snores

~chels