the top 20 songs about the opposite sex

These have nothing to do with whats happening in my life...
I was talking wiht a coworker about music

1. Filter: One is the lonliest #
2. Rolling Stones: You cant always get what you want
3. Cake: Friend is a four letter word
4. Cake/Barry White: Never gonna give you up
5. Poe: Hey pretty (Driveby remix)
6. Poe: I was hoping
7. Nancy Sinatra: Bang Bang (My baby shot me down)
8. Marcy's Playground: Sex and candy
9. Frank Sinatra: Lady is a tramp
10. Paula Cole: Feelin' love
11. Dave Mathews Band: Crash
12. Santa Esmeralda: Dont let me be missunderstood
13. Aerosmith: Pink
14. Beatles: All you need is love
15. Dave Mathews Band: Grace is Gone
16. Ramones: Today your love, tomorrow the world
17. Outkast: Take off you cool
18. Madonna: Like a virgin
19. Lustra: Scotty doesnt know
20. Tenacious D: Fuck her Gently

Some times all you can do is hope.
Nothing changes hope, it is the greatest of all human emotions besides love.
While love is what seperates us from the animlas, hope will never make anyone do things they regret... So here I am, hoping. Hoping that the love of a friend is really not so easily betrayed.
I shouldn't really air certain issues here, but there is no where else to turn, and no other way to reach her. If you see her tell her I love her, and ask if she's ok. That is all we can do for now.

I have so little to say...
There aren't all that many words to describe the truly sickening feeling I feel. Dont ask me to explian. I feel I am betraying us both, by posting this. You need to live your life, I need to be the best friend I can be, given the situation. To be a better friend involves things I cannot do, if I wish to save what is left of our friendship. I am positive that you dont understand any of this.
I do not think you meant to hurt me, but you have, for no reason.
Our friendship is thankfully worth more than that. I will always be there, but you have hurt me deeply enough, that I need to let you go. I hope you will be back. though I dont think it looks like it.

you know how to reach me.
Have the decency to at least do this face to face.

SOAP BOX!

In response to Kelly's post on book censorship:
I can't teach Huckleberry Finn to a class of middle class high schoolers, based upon its racial content... But I can play "Nigga Please" at prom so the prom king and queen can booty dance?

This isn't PC, its fuckin retarded!

WELCOME TO HELL. I am seldom one to get out my soapbox as far as politics and American lifestyles, but here we go, some things are just pissing me off.

1. Bush said "no atheist can ever be a patriot" This country was founded by agnostics seeking to free themselves of the theocratic Church of England and its tax structure based upon tithing. There is no word to describe any person who has died in defense of this country other than patriot... Regardless of our opinions of their faith.
2. Boss Tweed is dead, Tammany (sp?) hall does not need to be recreated every time congress convenes. Votes are not the property of the highest bidder, and subject to public auction. If you want to see who did what, voting records for congress can be accessed at http://www.opensecrets.org/. I don't give a good god-damn if your candidate is better than mine, they are most likely all corrupt. Special interest, is just that, people who are interested in special ways to screw the average citizen.
3. I don't want to hear another person, who comes from a household that made over the poverty line, complain about growing up poor. I understand it is tough, and the grass is always greener... However bad your life was, the future is still unwritten; shape your life, and don't dwell on the past. I mean no offense to those who truly did struggle and will most likely still struggle, I simply think we are in the only country that allows you to shape your own destiny; and this is not to be trivialized by our families roots.
4. Gay marriage doesn't belong in the constitution... It is a civil law, dealing soley with proprietal issues. Sexual discrimination, however does belong in the constitution. Denying gays the right to marry, regardless of the "moral consequences" is un-constitutional. If you wish to legally discriminate against homosexuality, the only way is to pass inheritance laws that soley recognize heterosexual partners. (This simply ignores the discrimination issue, using primogeniture to replace the wishes of the deceased). It would be "American" and not unconstitutional; just cowardly and wrong.
5. Lastly I, really don't like that straight ticket party voting is an option. It's bad enough that the voting system in America is so screwed up a chimpanzee with a graphing calculator could hack in to the voting records un-noticed... We shouldn't complicate the problems we have by giving an office to any incompetent jackass who can stick a elephant or donkey next to their name on a bumper-sticker. The whole straight ticket voting principle, is the very reason a vast majority of American high schoolers believe America was created as a two party system, and that a third party would be un-constitutional.

This should be enough to encourage some debate... Bear in mind, just cuz you can do the wrong things the right way, doesn't make you a better person.

-Shannon

Change of tone

I am inclined to post something good, I post too much about the pad parts of my life too often.
So here it is...

I just had a great nights sleep, and am about to take a long refreshing shower... then i will go eat and do some writing. It should be a wonderful day, and there is nothing anyone can do to stop it.

Hopefully I can continue the uplifting posts, and purge negativity from my life for the time being.

The mirror says all

I just wanna ask for some fairness, no appologies this time.
I think I know why no one wants to talk to me...
It's because somehow everything I do, is the wrong thing. I just seem to find the absolute worst thing ever and say it. Even keeping my mouth shut isn't the answer, because the people I say nothing to, are all too happy to not speak to me. There are many people out there who avoid me at all cost, whom I can actually understand their reasons for avoiding me like the plague... But this doesn't mean I think any of them have good reasons; their reasons just strike me a stronger.

Too many people actively avoid me when they can, and then lie about it when they cant; yet somehow this doesn't bother me as much as I would think it should. I am used to fair weather friends. But the other day, for no reason at all, I was deemed to be not just unwelcome or unnecessary, but unfit to live.
So I just wanna ask "What makes any of you worth judging me?"
I have loved more than most of you, and am willing to give all for my friends, but some how this makes me a burden.
Currently, I don't feel like pretending that some of you care. If you do, you know; if you don't, you are probably reading this and wishing I would just shut up. I am more than upset right now... I have had my feelings trivialize too many times. I need to move on with my life and find some real friends, who will be there!
I always include in every post, a comment on how Ana is the truest of all my friends. Its true, she is. I just am not allowed to see her, and I fear for the only real friendship I have ever known... So I am more critical of those who act like all my other friends are...
I know its a horrible idea to post what you actually think and feel on these things (especially with names) but; Eloy, can fuck himself if he wants to threaten me. Becca, Should look in a fuckin mirror, and the rest of you should do something other than log off when I say "hi". I am not angry, just tired of these things happening everytime I try to have friends.

I type too much and say too little.

Nothing.

Echoes of words

syllables cast into emptiness

I waste breath with every keystroke

but it feels right...

it makes me whole

It's funny, the only people qualified to pass judgement upon me never have anything to say, but strangers feel compelled to tell me I am not worthy of their presence...

yet I listen to the stranger, before seeking solace in the friend

... could it be this is where, I go wrong?

eh, it doesnt really matter, now does it?

Practice makes perfect.

I currently have fuck-all to say to the world. There isn't a single thought floating amongst the synapses that I would claim fill my mind, but still I must post if only for the reason that, not posting means not exercising my mind in the slightest. To fill a page with words is to run free in a world of syntax and syllables... So I post. Much like P.E. class where we played dodge-ball and never cared if we won or lost as long as we had fun; I post, for the sake of hurling words at a blank page.
feel free to throw a metaphor back my way, just don't be surprised if I catch it and your out... after all I practice often.

Too upset to type

Kelly recently posted about the end of the Russian school siege. I just wish to comment on the type of person who thinks that children belong in the conflicts of adults...

there are those in this world for whom death is a luxury of which they do not deserve. Pain. Pain, is the only thing these bastards are worth. Terror is just that, the wanton distribution of pain, physical and emotional; upon the unsuspecting, undeserving masses. I can hardly think of anything that is worthy punishment for those who drag children into their own sordid affairs. I am sure that any punishment fitting of such a crime would surely be an abhorance of the very values of civilized society, and perhaps even against the basic morals of all living beings. Yet, I feel we must make an example of any who would rob children of the future.

I can't say that we are truly qualified to mete out punishment upon these fuckers, but give me a rusty razor blade and a bottle of rubbing alcohol, and I will give it my best... In reality, I think the families should be the ones tasked with the punishing of any of those fuckers that survived. Its hardly just, but certainly fitting of the crime.

Dear reader: please pardon my lack of eloquence, the subject has robbed me of the patience required to speak with true eloquence.

the other shoe....

I still don't really understand what was up with some of my friends, but my knee-jerk reaction is no way to repair damaged friendships... So I just wanna say thanks to those of you who don't need to be reminded what friends are. After all its only fair that if I bitch at those who refuse to live up to the ideals of friendship, I should praise the true friends I have as well.
You know who you are.
Thank you for being there!

Sadly I tend to be less verbose when I have good things to say. Hence the post in honor of my true friends is not nearly long enough to justify the commitment you all show..

none-the-less know that it is appreciated.

Sometime it's just you and the ones you love against the world.
so you back up against the wall and prepare for your last stand together, but suddenly you look around and realised that everyone has left...
so you stand there and brace yourself against the onslaught. it doesnt matter if you win or not, you still walk away a loser. you walk away defeated. you walk away alone. whether you have beaten an army or a country, you have lost to your self.

It seems that while my friends are truer than most, I often find them quick to turn and hardly capable of reciprocating anything other than minimal patience at my mistakes.
I cant seem to hold a candle to the accomplishments of others barely able to meet the needs of those I love. it's not that the accomplishments of others deemed more worthy of thier love are considered better, but rather it is that I seem to trespass upon their patience at the slightest provocation... my mistake is like a plague upon these people, my mis-step teetering on the brink of nothingness. No appology will seem to do, no plea of forgiveness is adequate, but rather my character is a testimony against itself. I am not worthy of their presence despite my dedication to their happiness.

In truth I grow weary of their judgements, but still would not trade one of my friends for anything; even something so dear as my life. I just wish that I had more in my life to count upon other than Ana, for without her I would have forgotten the meaning of friend long ago... but one friend cannot always hold you up like she does. I just wish that my other friends would take the time to tell me what grievance I present them, that they should justify their lack of care with honesty; for the sake of the many friendships i seem to remember that are no more.

Too many times have I been the first to call. Thank you for calling tonight.
It made me feel better about our friendship.
Good night, sweet dreams, I love you.