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Name: Elise Country: United States State: Pennsylvania Metro: Lancaster Birthday: 8/20/1987 Gender: Female
Interests: Who am I? A liberal, christian, femenist, healer, thinker, feeler, Irish Step Dancing, musical preforming, harpist, synesthete, with Fibromyalgia, an entourage of multiple personalities, CFS, syncope, who loves to read and write and make peace, while fencing, practicing archery, studying philosophy, throwing myself into history, with out letting insanity get the better of me...er...right. Occupation: Student Industry: Education/Research
Message: message me AIM: Teska2006 MSN: teska13
Member Since:
2/5/2005
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| So, I just realized that I have this Xanga page. I re-found it and the last entry was from gov. school....in the summer. Which made me gov.school-sick. Updating life since July 2005 would be beyond pointless. And I don't think I really care enough about having the details of my adventurous life archived on the internet to expend the kind of energy such a feat would require.
I'd write something intellectual, intuitive, or incredibly intelligent - but I have a journal full of that kind of stuff and I don't really think it belongs here. Or maybe I'm just too preoccupied with Life to want to type it up here. Or maybe I just hate computers and I'm wondering why I'm sitting here talking to one when I could be doing something productive like ....
well, I don't know. Divining the future, reading people's minds, saving people from evil dragons, solving the issues of world peace, or proposing more alternative fuel sources.
But I do those types of things all day long and I'm rather tired of it at the moment so here we are.
I'm not actually listening to the song, but if you are reading this you should be. Listening to the song I mean - insteed of reading this. The Superchic{k} song. 'Me against the world.'
They said, "Don't try, you can't change the world, you're just a GIRL." So, I guess it's just me against the world today. I'll do it my own way. Even though nobody understands - I'm going to make a one girl stand. It's independence day, so I won't waste time on what THEY say. We believe, we have faith, and so we'll change the world someday.
Or 'Hero'
I like that one too. | | |
| Neil and I came to the computer lad to upload our pictures to the site and stuff. The party tonight was called 'grifitti' so, naturally, everyone got t-shirts and wrote allover everyone else. CIAA had to go on a trip this morning, but us biological engineering kids got to sleep in a bit. Chelsea woke me up at 10:30 and sat on my windowsill pulling apart the one fan thats been malfunctioning and tryed to fix it. Failure, but thats ok - went to Mclanahans to pick up a new one. Babys 50s restaurant for dinner etc. Parry, Serena, Audrey, and Jeff signed up for church tomorrow to go with DB, but I'm missing this week to go to church with my aunt and uncle and cousin. Been working for what seems like hours to try and get these pics up where ppl can see them, but my labtop isn't on the net and this computer won't take 'potentially unsafe' files. I'm sending them all to the gov. school pic site, but that is a lot of time and work. Oh well.
pgsas.org
thats where you can see my pics (first 2.5 weeks is the album title) and all the other common pics. | | |
| with the gov. school prep, the leaving church crap, and the STILL sick with the sinus infection crap.
Oh yeah, then there's Tom and Daisy, what a lovley couple they are. I know you don't know what I'm talking about. Just trust that I'm still sane. Daisy and Tom are code names. I know who they are, what they did. Actually, you know what I'm talking about too pe5rhaps, you just don't know you know what it is I mention. I suppose you could ask Chrissie oabout Daisy7 and Tom and why they adgitate ;me. Oh well, I'm not going to be drug down by dark agents. I am going to ghet som,e sleep for a change. He, I wish. | | |
| I'm not ignoring you Jay, I'm just busy and sick and I love you still. Ok?
And I'm never driving in the hail EVER again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! | | |
| Don’t you ever feel guilty? Don’t you ever look around at the world and see a widow crying over the lost of her husband—children, abandoned on the streets—beggars, wasting away without even enough food to eat—teenagers slitting each others’ throats over a pair of tennis shoes—hatred and war with out reason- lonely, broken people- the suffering, the diseased-don’t you ever look at that and feel guilty? Don’t you ever wonder what it would be like if you could interfere? Don’t you ever wish everyone could just be happy, without the pain, starvation, the wasting away, and the death? Don’t you wish you could show them, make them get it, and burn away the dark with bright fire? | | |
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