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Happy Thursday. Question: which would you rather have, daily diary entries no matter what I have to say, no matter how dull they are, or entries only when something interesting has happened? If you care either way, let me know.

Maybe this would be better written if I wasn't so conscious of who reads or might read it. If I just let myself go and said anything. But it's hard to do that.

Nothing else to say, so bye for now. Maybe something interesting will happen later.

btw, all girls listen to Paula Cole's song "Me," the words are great.

I am not the person who is singing
I am the silent one inside
I am not the one who laughs at people's jokes
I just pacify their egos
I am not my house
My car, my songs
They are only stops along my way
I am like the winter
A dark cold female
With the golden ring of wisdom in my cage

And it's me who is my enemy
Me who beats me up
Me who makes the monsters
Me who strips my confidence

I am carrying my voice
I am carrying my heart
I am carrying my rhythm
I am carrying my prayers
But you can't kill my spirit
it's soaring and it's strong,
And like a mountain I'll go on and on.
But when my wings are folded,
The brightly colored moth
Blends into the dirt into the ground

And it's me who is my enemy.
Me who beats me up.
Me who makes the monsters.
Me who strips my confidence.
And it's me who's too weak,
And it's me who's too shy
To ask for the thing I love.
But I love

I am walking on the bridge,
I am over the water,
And I'm scared as hell
But I know there's something better.
(Repeat Chorus.)

Ahhh. See? :)

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Question 2000-06-29 - 17:16:26 Feeling: Listening to: Reading/Watching: Happy Thursday. Question: which would you rather have, daily diary entries no matter what I have to say, no matter how dull they are, or entries only when something interesting has happened? If you care either way, let me know. Maybe this would be better written if I wasn't so conscious of who reads or might read it. If I just let myself go and said anything. But it's hard to do that. Nothing else to say, so bye for now. Maybe something interesting will happen later. btw, all girls listen to Paula Cole's song "Me," the words are great. I am not the person who is singing I am the silent one inside I am not the one who laughs at people's jokes I just pacify their egos I am not my house My car, my songs They are only stops along my way I am like the winter A dark cold female With the golden ring of wisdom in my cage And it's me who is my enemy Me who beats me up Me who makes the monsters Me who strips my confidence I am carrying my voice I am carrying my heart I am carrying my rhythm I am carrying my prayers But you can't kill my spirit it's soaring and it's strong, And like a mountain I'll go on and on. But when my wings are folded, The brightly colored moth Blends into the dirt into the ground And it's me who is my enemy. Me who beats me up. Me who makes the monsters. Me who strips my confidence. And it's me who's too weak, And it's me who's too shy To ask for the thing I love. But I love I am walking on the bridge, I am over the water, And I'm scared as hell But I know there's something better. (Repeat Chorus.) Ahhh. See? :) Comments? 2 so far... Not a Diaryland member? Sign the Guestbook.					Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Random Entry Roulette Alms for the Poor? (Clix Vote - I'm ranked #54826) If you copy this site, you are clearly retarded, and desperate, so... um, go right ahead. You must need it more than me. Dollars for Dante