tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86045042011-04-21T18:39:55.609-04:00A bunch of words, written by my heart which has been tangled, torn, and has ran around in too many circlesAdriananoreply@blogger.comBlogger1041100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1133299370950403572005-11-29T16:23:00.000-05:002005-11-29T16:22:50.966-05:00

to your love with your heart beat. wondering what the next song will be.will you watch in wonderor look away embarressed of my faulty movesthe music is fasti move my feet carefullyso i don't tripmove my body around hiscarefullyso i don't hurt himtrying my best to look mybestfor him.i'm wondering what your thinkingas you sit and listen to our songlook at my face full of lovelustneedhave i told you

Adriananoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1131654591349613442005-11-10T15:30:00.000-05:002005-11-10T15:29:51.363-05:00

ok...i'll write a little. its not that i'm busy...i have nothing to say.there's too much going on..but i'm not busy...make any sense? my world is coming apart. i'm in love and completely lost. i miss someone more than words could ever describe. it hurts my heart so much to see his smile...just to see him...see him sitting there looking at me...watching me...but i can't watch him. i'm too scared.i

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1131379553014633452005-11-07T11:05:00.000-05:002005-11-07T11:05:57.530-05:00

boo

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1129181897720852352005-10-13T01:40:00.000-04:002005-10-13T01:38:17.726-04:00

ever feel like everything you've ever wanted slipped out of your hands. everything you've ever needed gone in just a second. the love, security, kindness and support you got for so long slipped out of your hands into someone else's.i'm defeated, beat and worn. you slipped away and now i'm stuck here staring at my empty hands wondering where the hell i went wrong. he's everything you hated in me.

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1127252484352393782005-09-20T17:45:00.000-04:002005-09-20T17:41:24.356-04:00

i don't have any way of checking to see if anyone is checking me out anymore...but i have a strang feeling no one is.i went away for a little while and suddenly everyone is either gone or just not writing as much. during only a little amount of time, people change so much and its sad to see some people gone or move on to bigger and better things. i guess one of the benefits to not having as much

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1126736520933063832005-09-14T18:22:00.000-04:002005-09-14T18:22:00.963-04:00

i just want you to leave get out of my lifeget out of my carget out of my headget out of my dreams.i loved you too much and i love you even more. i miss you more than i could ever dream of and still get those freakin butterflies in my stomach whenever i see you.when i drive by your housei wonder what you're doing at that very second.i wonder if you're thinking of me like i'm thinking of you. and

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1125427887964343162005-08-30T14:55:00.000-04:002005-08-30T14:51:27.973-04:00

one thing about me that i hate is that i live in the past. i focus too much about what has happened and what i could of done, should of done, to change it, to have made it better or different. i'm not who i was anymore. i've changed. i made my first step the other day. i could have gone back to m. i had the chance. but that would have required breaking it off with my new beau. i could never hurt

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1125126193653754502005-08-27T03:05:00.000-04:002005-08-27T03:03:13.660-04:00

your kiss is so different, he said. yet so familiar.he layed there next to her. his shirt was off and shouldn't help but touch him. he puts his leg around hers and grinded himself on her leg. he kissed her more deeply and loving than he ever had before. he needed her. she needed him. they explored each other, remembering the way each other tasted, remembering everything they have done in this bed

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1124493118837103342005-08-19T19:11:00.000-04:002005-08-19T19:12:46.956-04:00

remember when i'd look into your eyes and see only me. just the two of us, for as long as we could possibly go on. to the moon and back we'd always say and i believed it all. i still believe that we still have it.remember when we kissed it felt like there was no one around except us. we needed each other, we needed those kisses, teasing, touching. it felt so good, so right. i still believe that

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1124256774196251922005-08-17T01:35:00.000-04:002005-08-17T01:34:45.746-04:00

funny how i thought things had changed (last post) but in the end, it didn't. and thats quite sadbut this guy i'm posting about now i have before (recently) and i have to write again about himcuz it sucks when you break up with someone and feel like there will never be someone like them. that there is no one who would be understanding of you or anything like they were.and the greatest feeling in

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1123814089119505402005-08-11T22:35:00.000-04:002005-08-11T22:34:49.130-04:00

i don't know if you'll read thisi know there is a slim chance your mother mightbut i'm just letting you know now, that this hun, is for you.everyday i dreamed about the time it would happen...when i would pick up the phone and finally hear your voice. i always wondered how i would talk to you. i don't hate you anymore, and i don't think i love you, but i know that there would be something there..

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1123635558802290622005-08-09T21:00:00.000-04:002005-08-09T20:59:18.810-04:00

have you ever met someone that made you do a double takethey look so familiar but you know you've never metthey way they act seems so similiarthey way they smile...have you ever met someone that just took your breath awayand you find yourself wondering if you will ever see this person againif you'll be able to learn as much as you want about this personhave you ever seen someone and just wanted

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1123468687780291762005-08-07T22:40:00.000-04:002005-08-07T22:38:07.786-04:00

what do you do when nothing seems right anymore. when all the words that you're typing seem wrong and mis spelled.what do you do when you're heart is broken in two (million pieces)and you feel so alone and worthlesswhat do you do when it comes down to that time when you have to pack up all the memories (good or bad) even when you don't want towhat do you do when you're crying and the only person

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1123040670334523872005-08-02T23:45:00.000-04:002005-08-02T23:44:30.343-04:00

sometimes you need that thingthat one thingto help you in some way. it soothes you, talks to you, and hugs your soul. i go to music a lot to calm me. but somehow during this time in my life, it makes things worse.every song thats played on the radio i can somehow relate to myself and my feelings or how they were.but then you find that perfect song that just describes everything. it makes you want

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1122603639500177702005-07-28T22:20:00.000-04:002005-07-28T22:20:39.510-04:00

angry eyesmean handscold bodyi love himand he despises mei deserve iti'm not good enoughi never thinki actand my actions hurt both physically and emotionallyto both him and mebut somehow i just cant let go of us right nowi can't give him all the space he needscuz i need himbecause i love himbut if i loved him as much as i sayi wouldn't have done what i did...even after he told me not to!i can't

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1120794928382960512005-07-07T23:55:00.000-04:002005-07-07T23:55:28.406-04:00

walking out of the bathroom, i heard music.unusually loud...my other sister wasn't home...she was usually the one who played it that loud...but then i heard her voice...singing with the sweet notescryinghearing a 10 year old sing with Kelly Clarkson...made me want to laugh...but cry for the fact that she was crying so hard while singing with her. i will never tell her what i heard...i could never

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1120013855759899672005-06-28T23:00:00.000-04:002005-06-28T22:57:35.766-04:00

its amazing how quickly some memories can come back to you at some of the most unexpected moments...my manager let me sneak out for a much needed cigarette and break. when i sat outside, it was unusually quiet, humid, but there was a little breeze. the air smelled fresh and perfect. i thought to myself that tonight would be a perfect night to walk on a boardwalk along the beach....which lead me

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1119925701211055142005-06-27T22:30:00.000-04:002005-06-27T22:28:21.220-04:00

why are you sitting there with those blank eyes? do something. anything. hug me, squeeze me, kiss me, touch me, say i love you...just don't look at me like that. those eyes aren't good. they have a hidden meaning i hate. i know its there so don't lie to me. your hug feels lifeless...your i love you's don't show much love.i can feel your heavy heart. i know a lot is going on but why do we have to

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1119756686781127672005-06-25T23:21:00.000-04:002005-06-25T23:31:26.790-04:00

gahdd...what is with me....i don't understand what is going on...i don't understand why he's doing this...i don't understand why she is....i feel like a fucking stalker sometimes when it comes to him. i don't understand myself. gawd...this is as honest as it comes...i just want to talkwhy is he doing this? i wish i knew his motive. and i don't understand why not me? like...why aren't i that sexy

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1119410613427694172005-06-21T23:23:00.000-04:002005-06-21T23:23:33.436-04:00

i guess what it was was that i needed some time off. i needed to relax some, chill, and just read and take everyone and everything in. i loved being a little spy and just reading, watching everyone's lives go by. but something in me tonight felt the need to write.what?i don't knowi don't carei just want to write.when i get time, i want to change my template. i don't like the green anymore.these

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1118337080923634092005-06-09T13:11:00.000-04:002005-06-09T13:11:20.990-04:00

finally, this is me. i know i haven't been around, but i do want to say, i have been checking all of the people i normally do...cause i love you! :)

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1116296430627104482005-05-16T22:20:00.000-04:002005-05-24T21:18:52.556-04:00

i stayed over his house last night because i felt scared and alone. i wanted to feel someone else by my side, i wanted to wake up with his body close to mine. but when i left him, and laid in my own bed, i felt different. i didn't want to wake up later to see him, i didn't want to pick him up from work, i didn't want to hang out with him. but when the time came for me to see him, i did. i

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1112986150155315962005-04-08T14:49:00.000-04:002005-04-08T14:49:10.156-04:00

its kind of funny looking (its from his phone) but here we are :)

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1111554049672616062005-03-23T03:00:00.000-05:002005-03-23T00:00:49.683-05:00

as a little girl, one of my dreams was getting married, having a wonderful family with 4 children and hopefully living somewhere warm. part of these fantasies was thinking about someone i had a crush on and putting his last name with my first. i never did this with mike. but he brought up to my attention recently that if (or maybe when) we get married, my name will be Sarah McLaughlin. Ya know...

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1110177012754035992005-03-07T04:30:00.000-05:002005-03-07T01:30:12.756-05:00

he sits watching tv...but suddenly jumps up. he runs to his "room", grabs his ipod, and plugs it in to the stereo. he sits down, reclines the couch, and puts on his favorite cd. the music starts and he closes his eyes...and sighs. he opens them and looks at me and smiles.I love this cd...he saysand the music takes control. it runs into his ears, sweeps through his brain, down around into his

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1109217370438128112005-02-24T02:00:00.000-05:002005-02-23T22:56:10.440-05:00

...its what i feel everytime i look into his eyes. i could go on forever about his eyes. its something about the love, passion, and devotion he feeds to me. or maybe the way he just constantly looks at me that makes me need to look every single time.when i first met him, he would just look at me for the longest time. every time i'd ask him what? why are you looking at me? he told me that he just

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1108437506617517302005-02-15T01:15:00.000-05:002005-02-14T22:19:47.876-05:00

In the hallway i heard him call, sarah, your phone's makin noises!I ran to the phone and heard it beeping. it was the beep that told me an anynomous person was calling me. the calls i dreaded.I picked up the phone and said hello.Sarah?He didn't need to say anymore. he didn't need to say his name. i knew the voice...i've heard it a thousand times over the past 3 years...even after the time

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1108352570567701052005-02-14T01:42:00.000-05:002005-02-13T23:24:02.610-05:00

*Written last night at 2 am*.....i'm writing you something, with a new pen, old thoughts, and a tired mind. you'll hate what i write but my pen is just starting...I wish you were here. your body next to mine in hopes it'll warm my cold soul. in hopes your love will surround me, enrapture me, grab me by the throat and surprise me. i want you to look in my eyes, feel the heat of desire, my anger,

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1107754108698156972005-02-07T04:30:00.000-05:002005-02-07T00:31:31.316-05:00

its amazing the control and power i can have sometimes. i usually don't like it. too much of it can make me feel cocky and i'll do things without thinking. but this kind of power he gives me. he looses all sense of his control and hands it to me. its during this time the look on his face, the way his eyes burn for me and the way he kisses me...makes me feel so good. he knows hes weak. but he

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1107234290172653122005-02-01T04:05:00.000-05:002005-02-01T00:06:03.246-05:00

Thanks for the comments on my last post. Everything is fine now. Stress gets to the best of us and can turn us into ugly creatures. I'm so incredibly happy right now. One of my co-workers has a wife who works in TJ Maxx ( a sister company to Marshalls). She's more than willing to hire me which is great! I'd be making more money AND its closer to home. Now all I have to do is talk to my managers

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1107061089832755592005-01-30T00:57:00.000-05:002005-01-29T23:58:09.833-05:00

Your love is... by ChibiMarronchanYour name is...Your kiss is...deliciousYour hugs are...to die forYour eyes...burn into my heartYour touch is...the only thing I desireYour smell is...exoticYour smile is...entrancingYour love is...unique Quiz created with MemeGen!

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1106980640485966722005-01-29T01:37:00.000-05:002005-01-29T01:37:20.486-05:00

My baby :) 

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1106547400899207502005-01-24T04:16:00.000-05:002005-01-24T01:16:40.900-05:00

I had one of the most best weekends EVER. I didn't have to work or anything. I stayed home with my babe, watched TV and snuggled. Could life get any better?? We had a huge snow storm on Saturday so because of it, Mike got to stay at my house! Oh how terrible. Its beautiful outside. The snow is covering everything. Its about 2 feet deep and its soo cold its starting to freeze. I absolutely adore

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1106278212850145122005-01-21T01:30:00.000-05:002005-01-20T22:30:12.850-05:00

Songs and music have an amazing power. They can make you feel so many different emotions. Or a certain songs lyrics make you feel a certain emotion. I can relate every song to an emotion I feel. I seem to always be able to find the certain lyrics to satisfy my mood or explain. But today is different. I sit here thinking of the lyrics that could possibly even give a hint of what I'm feeling, but

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1105762045297653512005-01-15T03:00:00.000-05:002007-08-01T23:59:02.082-04:00

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1105759103846223452005-01-15T01:18:00.000-05:002005-01-14T22:33:33.846-05:00

Thanks Smokey Smurf for this :)You are 80% Aries How much do you match your zodiac sign?

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1105658266953784392005-01-13T21:20:00.000-05:002005-01-13T18:19:26.710-05:00

I'm such a little girl. I was promised to see him once he got home from going to court (long story). He called me when he got home and said he was taking a nap. Until 10 pm. Whats the point? Just go to bed. I was hurt and got upset and he got mad for me being selfish. Was I being selfish for wanting to see him? If I had just said okay, i'll talk to you later, it would have saved a very childish

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1105594079838161852005-01-13T03:30:00.000-05:002005-01-13T00:31:01.500-05:00

Ahh inventory is hell! But thank goodness, after tonight, I won't have to worry about it....until next year. Bahh Its quite sad, I was so sure I could possible get a raise plus the new position of service desk cordinator (wooo weee) but after talking to a fellow employee, she told me that the possibility is slim because of the people who trained me. One of those people (an old manager) was fired

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1105416688034478712005-01-11T02:30:00.000-05:002005-01-10T23:15:37.143-05:00

I'm sorry I had to :-D. This is thanks to Kirkkitsch blog. I LOVE HAPPY BUNNY!!! congratulations. you are the kiss my ass happy bunny. You don't care about anyone or anything. You must be so proud which happy bunny are you? brought to you by Quizilla

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1105415986432772542005-01-11T02:00:00.000-05:002005-01-10T23:01:05.266-05:00

Completely random stuff... I got bored with the blue background. So I changed it.When I drive, I use my head lights as little as possible. I don't know why, I just think they're a waste of my time to turn on and bother withI don't like signaling either.When I don't have anything to do with my hands, I play with my fingernails or fiddle with the straps on my purseI love making out.I love

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1105250928781974482005-01-09T04:08:00.000-05:002005-01-09T01:08:48.780-05:00

"Sarraahh," he whined. It was quiet, but just loud enough for me to hear. I looked up, saw his face, and all I wanted to do was run to him, hold him close, even for a second, just to see what it felt like to hold him, to feel his body next to mine. And then he smiled and all I could do was smile back.

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1104904782122825002005-01-05T04:00:00.000-05:002005-01-05T01:01:54.303-05:00

There are days I have the urge just to write. When i get these urges I don't know what to write about and i sit in front of this damn computer staring at the screen while my mind runs through every feeling i may have at the moment. And then when I finally do think of things to say, they are so completely random and silly that I know they won't be taken seriously and I won't be seen as the "writer

Adriananoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1104728180127634372005-01-03T02:56:00.000-05:002005-01-03T00:26:31.940-05:00

Last year went by slowly and I'm so glad its gone and over with. So much went on that I hope I will never have to think about again. There were also a lot of good times, but I can't say I remember a lot. I spent the night with Mike and spent the first day of the new year with him too. And now i get to spend the rest of the year and hopefully more with him. I love the feeling. I love him. New

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1104466796796732932004-12-31T02:19:00.000-05:002004-12-30T23:19:56.796-05:00

I miss Texas, but hell, there's nothing like home sweet home :) .....

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1104120919587169612004-12-27T02:15:00.000-05:002004-12-26T23:15:19.586-05:00

Tomorrow morning we're leaving for Texas. I'll be home on Thursday night. If I don't update, everyone have a wonderful New Year and behave yourselves!! jk

Adriananoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1104040815978077592004-12-26T04:00:00.000-05:002004-12-26T01:00:15.976-05:00

Merry Christmas and happy holiday's everyone. :) I got everything I could ever want and more. It was nice but as always there was the holiday depression. It hit me as my family sat down to open the presents around our tree. Its hard looking around the living room at the family, seeing all the paper thrown everywhere, seeing 3 other people next to you when there should be 4. Its hard to know

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1103864198822268102004-12-24T02:56:00.000-05:002004-12-23T23:56:38.823-05:00

I'm still intimidated. I actually have so much i want to say, but i still have this fear. I can't. I can't hurt certain people. I can't say what i'm feeling cuz i will be bitching. Everyone needs to bitch. Its a rule. You keep it inside all day, possibly longer, and it needs to come out somehow.... I started working in a new place for my community service. I was working at the municipal

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1103350530851596552004-12-18T04:15:00.000-05:002004-12-18T01:15:30.850-05:00

Yeah. Whoever left those nice comments to me...thanks I really appreciate. I talk about Mark because its my way of getting over him. Everyone has their ways of dealing with shit, and I dealt with mine in my own way. As for doing coke, well i'm sorry, i've never touched it in my life so please, next time you make accusations, make sure they are accurate. And Anonymous, if your so sick of my shit,

Adriananoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1103164987943860672004-12-16T00:42:00.000-05:002004-12-15T21:43:07.943-05:00

My back hurts all the time. I didn't realize how bad it actually is until I sat down in one of those massaging chairs and instead of feeling better, I felt a hundred times worse. In other news, my sister stayed home from school today so we decided to go to the mall. My father gave us each $150 (yes again) and we went shopping. It was fun. I called out of work cause i felt like it. And my silly

Adriananoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102910257303873622004-12-13T02:00:00.000-05:002004-12-12T22:57:37.303-05:00

Random thoughts running through my mind because i have nothing better to say/do.... For some reason, it totally doesn't feel like December or like Christmas is coming.The lights on my tree are prettyI'm talking to koogie online right now.Dun dun dun, I heard mark's in town. I also heard he went to Old Navy looking for his job back and they laughed in his face. He was supposedly with his new gf

Adriananoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102833600253879792004-12-12T04:40:00.000-05:002004-12-12T01:41:25.296-05:00

Open your eyes and look outside, find a reasons why. You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind. Be strong, be strong now. Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home Its where she lies, broken inside With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside. Her feelings she hides. Her

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102747426814265002004-12-11T04:43:00.000-05:002004-12-11T01:50:42.326-05:00

Its funny, everyday I end up looking at the same pictures. I have pictures of us from Snowland on my bookcase, one on my bedside table, and a picture from junior prom on my dresser. I know if I looked harder, there would be a million more....all pictures that i have looked at and looked at again so many times....yet when I see different pictures, its so much harder than I thought. I thought I was

Adriananoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102650441599069742004-12-10T01:47:00.000-05:002004-12-09T22:47:21.600-05:00

I have a wonderful boyfriend. Right now in my life, I have never been happier or more complete. Its just this depression- it keeps me down. I want to be up but it holds me back. Its frustrating. I'm in love. And I can't wait for New Years :)

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102568839442247652004-12-09T03:07:00.000-05:002004-12-09T00:07:19.443-05:00

The people at my work are almost like a second family to me because I see the all the time. The older women who work with me almost at like the mother figures in my life. But then there is that fine life between work and personal life/self that some people don't seem to realize is there. What really got me kind of annoyed today was that when I was walking into work this afternoon, two of my

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102476805756829362004-12-08T01:33:00.000-05:002004-12-07T23:17:36.946-05:00

You can dress me up diamonds You can dress me up in dirt You can throw me like a line-man I like it better when it hurts Oh, I have waited here for you I have waited You make me wanna la la in the kitchen on the floor I'll be a french maid When I meet you at the door I'm like an alley cat Drink the milk up, I want more You make me wanna You make me wanna scream You can meet me on an aero-plane

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102392178812704952004-12-07T02:02:00.000-05:002004-12-06T23:02:58.813-05:00

A 2004 Pontiac Grand Am. Exact color. V6 engine. Amazing. Absolutely amazing. Be jealous. On another note, the decision has been made concerning going to Texas over New Years. I'm going to leave with the family on the 27th and stay until the 30th. Then on New Years, me and Meat are getting a hotel room and chillen. I'm excited. I get a little bit of both which is awesome. I'm just kinda nervous

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102348873808523282004-12-06T14:00:00.000-05:002004-12-06T11:01:13.810-05:00

Well, its official- I suck at life.....well, at least driving. I'm never going to drive again (at least until i get the rental ;-) ). Me and some guy named Larry hit by Wachovia in Ledgewood. AND NOW I GET TO SIT AT HOME WITH NO CAR UNTIL MY FATHER GETS HERE. Wonderful. I had wanted to meet Mike for lunch. Not happening. I wanted to finish xmas shopping. Might happen, depends when i get the

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102321213572991692004-12-06T06:20:00.000-05:002004-12-06T03:20:13.573-05:00

I could spent the rest of my life with you just here like this. With your bare body lying close to mine as i outline your face. I touch the lips i have so many times kissed The ears i can fill my secrets the eyes i can see myself in and i hope you see yourself in mine. I love you today, tomorrow and the rest of my life i will be here right by your side. I've made my mistakes in the past and now

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102228376288033972004-12-05T04:32:00.000-05:002004-12-05T01:32:56.286-05:00

"I'd rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you." -John Smith, Pocahontas "No matter what happens, I'll be with you forever." -Pocahontas Tonight I made $60 from babysitting. For the first hour and a half, there were 5 children i had to watch. After that was the original 3 i was supposed to sit for. 3.5 hours and i got 60 bucks. :) Damn I love babysitting....especially

Adriananoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102139489688074642004-12-04T03:51:00.000-05:002004-12-04T00:51:29.686-05:00

i'm an honest drunk. i say a lot of things that i've always hwanted tos ay but then the next day i tend not t o remember everything i said. alot of the things i say are usually good but sometimes i can be too honest and say things i didn' t want to. Tonight was ok though...i think. i hthink i said everything i 've always wanteed to sayy and i don't think anything was taken teh wrong way. If it

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One thats always thinkin of new shit. Any place any time she wanna do it. Keep her pumpin that "get krunk fluid". Never hesitate shorty get right to it. I know that its her when my phone go ring in three in the morning its time to cut! Sometimes she like it soft but not as much as she like it when a nigga straight beat it up. She dont care where i put it at as long as i put it back deep down deep

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1102023034495242822004-12-02T19:30:00.000-05:002004-12-02T16:30:34.506-05:00

Read this

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Ah, ok. My entries were all messed up last night, now they are all good, except i lost the one i wrote last night. I don't even remember what I wrote which sucks but oh well. I do remember i had a song in it, but i won't put it in again. And i do remember i talked about going to the mall yesterday! OMG it was fun :). I went with my sister and Mike to the Paramus Park mall and me and betsy were

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1101619739505968372004-11-28T04:28:00.000-05:002004-11-28T00:30:27.266-05:00

When I'm bored I like to look at other blogs and the other night I found a couple that wrote these amazing stories. I also love to read the blogs that write poems. When I read these, they kinda make me sad. In the past, I wrote poems ALL the time. They came so naturally to me. Now, I know I have the power and ability to write one, its just starting one. Its so difficult for me for some reason.

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1101529520259615932004-11-27T02:25:00.000-05:002004-11-26T23:25:20.260-05:00

Today was Black Friday...dun dun duunnn. Again, sense i work at Marshalls it wasn't bad at all. Yes we were busier than usual but it was okay otherwise. I managed to stay in a good mood. I definately don't have a lot to write about. (Try not to be too sad) However, I do have a funny conversation between me and Gable... S: What did Jessica just say to you? G: Oh, she said my ass is hot. S: Oh

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1101449756450374042004-11-26T04:15:00.000-05:002004-11-26T01:15:56.450-05:00

I wanted you to know, I love the way you laugh I have to say, this must have been one of the better thanksgiving's sense my mother died. We went to my grandparents house (on my mother's side), took pictures of family, then went to eat at the Marriot where they have a buffet. The dinner was very relaxed and pleasant. My 2 yr old cousin was actually pretty well behaved. My aunt is still ehh. But

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Turkey, turkey, turkey, turkey. I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving. Please remember that this a time to give thanks for everything and anything you may feel blessed for. Like I've sad before, good luck to those families who have lost a close one. Know that they are with you in mind, body and spirit, always looking out for you. Despite all, SMILE and eat til you can't eat no mo! Happy

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1101347898297958572004-11-25T00:00:00.000-05:002004-11-24T20:58:18.296-05:00

I need to clear some things up right now. Yes, I am a very confusing person. I do follow my heart and almost all the time it leads me in the wrong direction. I do get hurt very easily and I take a lot of thing personally. I was hurt very badly by what had happened between me and Mark but I'd like to say that when I said I wanted to talk to him, I meant once. One talk. I don't want to be his

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1101279443599838442004-11-24T05:00:00.000-05:002004-11-24T02:30:47.886-05:00

I've had you so many times but somehow I want more I don't know what to write anymore. There are a thousand things running through my mind this very moment. Half of them are lyrics to random songs. I just sit here and wonder where you are. I remember the last time I saw you, looked into those enchanting eyes. You filled me with those beautiful lies as you left to see her. I started to drive to

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1101190566223622552004-11-23T04:15:00.000-05:002004-11-23T01:16:06.223-05:00

Sick and tired of this world, there's no more air... As the holiday's approach, I know it could be hard for the families who have lost somone dear to them. I know its hard, and its starting to take a toll on me. A woman I work with has lost 2 people close to her only recently. A friend wrote her a letter which touched me. I have some of it... .... And think of her as living in the hearts of

Adriananoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1101141547042511142004-11-22T14:40:00.000-05:002004-11-22T12:26:28.006-05:00

Hey look- its Angelo :)!! Have you ever seen a fish beg for food? It has to be the saddest sight ever. hahaha ITS ME IN THE ON THE LEFT SIDE WITH THE YELLOW SHIRT!!!! .

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His exact words from the exact letter he wrote me: Sarah, Sarah, Sarah I think about us every second of the day...every second...There are so many feelings I have about you and lucky for you, they are all good...I mean what I write but if it is dumb or retardered just remember its 3:00 in the morning... I remember when we were talking about if we were dating or just friends with benefits. And

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I'm fine...i swear. Don't let my previous entry fool you. When I decided to make this blog, i knew it was going to be personal. You can't always talk about the same ol shit the same ol' people. They seem not to care after a while. I'm so happy i don't have work tomorrow. My first sunday off sense god knows when. Oh wait, technically, it is sunday. HA. I have to find a present today for me daddy

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Everyone needs to see this movie. Sooo funny :-D ---------------------------------------------------------- When I slipped, i thought you would catch my fall. But I fell. On the ground I looked up at you as you stood over me, debating whether to offer me your hand. How could you stand there? Your soft brown eyes now hurt me. After the hesitation, you finally give me your hand, but i'm already

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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know dear how much I love you Please don't take my sunshine away.

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Finally this is my last entry of the night. I think everynight its the same thing concerning my feelings. I wish i knew what was wrong. I hate it when i'm visibily upset about something and a certain someone doesnt have the courtesy to ask whats wrong. *cough*mike*cough* Whatever, i guess he didn't want to hear my bullshit. I saw koogie for a lil tonight. He drove me around and we just

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1100749157943990312004-11-18T01:37:00.000-05:002004-11-17T22:39:17.943-05:00

Taken from koogie's profile, i thought was very interesting, very true. And Koogie, I do love you!! http://www.stwing.upenn.edu/~jenf/writing/rant04.html This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1100736931082879312004-11-17T22:13:00.000-05:002004-11-17T19:26:52.570-05:00

I have come to the sad conclusion today that its not fair that gay men have to be so god damned hot. Please, tell me I'm wrong cause in this one case, i know i'm not. On another note...very, VERY embarressing moment today. I forgot that my little sister had basketball tonight so my father would be coming home early. Mike was over. We were in my room. Yeahhh. My father left to get food and i

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1100676950350656272004-11-17T05:35:00.000-05:002004-11-17T02:40:17.953-05:00

This thing hasn't been working for a while, but i'm going to give it a try.... Is it okay if i bitch and moan some more about work? lol. Yeeesss i am attempting to find a new job so don't yell at me for not doing anything about my bitching. Here are my likes and dislikes (mostly dislikes) about the Marshalls... I hate when i'm putting away roling racks of clothes and customers start looking

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1100585322803061302004-11-16T04:07:00.000-05:002004-11-16T01:08:42.803-05:00

Our memories, they can be inviting but some are altogether mighty frightening I feel like I'm loosing all sense of control. I dont know what to do anymore. I think pretty soon i'm going to give in...to a lot of things. Everything hurts. Especially my head, i'm thinking too much about things in the past. I live in the past. I can't focus on the future. The future hurts sometimes if i think about

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I'm sad, lonely, and i want my baby with me here now. I'm bored too. I'm not sure why i'm doing this entry. I don't have anything to say. Today was a waste. I sat around and watched TV pretty much all day. Oh, i picked up mike from work. Woo wee. Now he's helping people bring a pool table to this kid Matts house. I made up my mind today that tomorrow i am going to start looking for a new job. I

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1100417569147627172004-11-14T05:32:00.000-05:002004-11-14T02:32:49.146-05:00

I'm not sober all the time You bring me down at least you try Until we see this eye to eye I don't want you I must be running out of luck Cause your just not drunk enough to fuck and now i've had it up to here I don't, i don't want you It took so long to see You walked away from me When i need you Wake up, i'm pounding on the door I'm not the (wo)man i was before Where the hell are you When i

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1100315076648778202004-11-13T01:04:00.000-05:002004-11-12T22:04:36.650-05:00

SuNbUrSt936 (9:34:01 PM): he makes my heart hurt so im tyring to not think about him anymore Tonight unfortunately, will probably be another early night unless brian calls me and we go do something. I was supposed to hang out with angelo tonight but he said his parents got stuck in traffic on 80 near Penn so he was probably going to get in late. He asked me about tomorrow night. I'm not sure

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1100231330992191132004-11-12T01:48:00.000-05:002004-11-11T22:48:50.993-05:00

If i had just one wish, only one demand, i hope she's not like me... Gahh. Yes, that explains pretty much everything. I had work all day which wasn't too bad. 5 hours seem to go so much slower though when you only get one 15 min break. Afterwards i went home for a bit and hung out with Mike (of course) the rest of the night. Well, until about now. He kinda fell asleep :) Tomorrow, Sat and Sun

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1100156052018947282004-11-11T04:53:00.000-05:002004-11-11T23:24:24.260-05:00

There's this reality TV show on Bravo called Manhunt. I was flipping through the channels the other day when i came across this show and the men were fucking gorgeous (kirkkitsch would love this show!). While watching, i saw a man who looked sooo much like Mike i was in complete shock. I asked my sister, and she agreed he looked a lot like Mike. I showed Mike his picture, and he was surprised too

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1100072780864216582004-11-10T05:45:00.000-05:002004-11-10T02:46:20.866-05:00

I'm feeling more and more down everyday...whats wrong with me? Anyway, today was ok. I slept until i had to get mike from work and go to work (which was 3pm) It was very pleasant. Work was boring. No one shopped today. We had a new person Nicole who seems really nice...like actual nice...not like jessica nice lol. Nice people are good. Yesterday was good (sense i really didn't say my day). I

Adriananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1099934751568371202004-11-08T15:30:00.000-05:002004-11-08T12:25:51.566-05:00

I realized that i'm very vague in here about who i actually am. Sooo heres a little survey! (I stole it from Jami's xanga....lol sorry!).... SECTION 1 ABOUT YOURSELF + Known as: Sarah Smith, dud, spoiled brat, goose + Lives in: Flanders (Mount olive), NJ + Birthday: April 3, 1986 + School: CCM for a year, then hopefully transfering out... + Religion: God hates me + Shoe size: 7.5 or 8 + Hair

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Against All Odds by Phil Collins How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh You're the only one who really knew me at all How can you just walk away from me, when all I can do is watch you leave Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears You're the only one who really knew me at all So take

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I officially love spanish class! I love spanish guys named Hector. He is ohhh so yummy! I wish i had a picture of him so i could put it on here. Yo quiero el numero de telefono de Hector. lol. *sigh* I love burger king. Pretty much everytime i go i get the same thing. Either a chicken finger value meal (medium) with a sprite or a bacon cheeseburger w/medium fries and a medium sprite.

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1099713063559594562004-11-06T02:10:00.000-05:002004-11-05T23:24:36.126-05:00

OMG i am so very pissed right now. I wrote this really long, feelings fulled entry earlier and it all disappeared! NOOOOOOO!!!!!! So on a different note I have a conversation with my meat i'd like to put in here.... +19732143449 (8:48:27 PM): Your my fantasy JitTer BUGgy2600 (8:48:56 PM): all the time? Or do you fantasize about other gurls too? +19732143449 (8:50:35 PM): Your my only fantasy

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1099634893414854552004-11-05T04:07:00.000-05:002004-11-05T01:11:29.940-05:00

A girl says to her date, "You're in for a real treat. I've been told that I have a body just like New Jersey." So, her date grabs her waist and asks, "Whats this?" She replies, "This is Middlesex." He grabs her butt and asks "Whats this?" She replies "Freehold." Then he grabs her breats and asks "Whats this?" She replies "Point Pleasant." Finally, he reaches down between her thighs and says, "I

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1099553730790027092004-11-04T06:34:00.000-05:002004-11-05T20:21:44.320-05:00

Hey. The rest of the day sucked. I finally figured out how to put links on the side of my blog which is cool. I'll never fully understand all of this shtuff... I saw Mike after work. We hung out at his home. I GOT MY CAR BACK! IT LOOKS SOOO GOOD! I was driving a Mazda 3 before...i'm not sure if i had written that in here or not. This one is not the one I drove, but its what it looks like...

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1099516067859203182004-11-03T19:07:00.000-05:002004-11-03T16:07:47.860-05:00

Here's some random stuff i thought was interesting.... First, since Bush won the election, some people aren't too happy..... Here's some things I found in someone's away message- I'm glad the President [George W. Bush] finally found an economic development program. I'm just sad that it's only in Baghdad. -John Kerry There the Bush Administration has offered only a merry-go-round policy. They

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1099336418076269282004-11-01T17:00:00.000-05:002004-11-01T14:13:38.076-05:00

Who's Your Spongebob Soulmate? You run side by side with no other than the hero of our program, Spongebob Squarepants! The most-loved cleaning supply in show business history, Spongebob swells up with good nature, and gives everyone a direct pore into his square-shaped heart. He’s gentle, euphoric, and too pleasant for his own good. In fact the only really annoying thing about him is his laugh.

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I'm a jersey gurl so I'd thought I'd share this with everyone..... :-D 69) You went to Seaside after your Senior Prom. 68) You watched "Mallrats" and said, "I've been to that mall!" 67) At least half of the people you went to high school with went to Rutgers . 66) You know where Jimmy Hoffa is buried. 65) You know where every "clip" shown in the Sopranos opening credits is. 64) You know that

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1099291888523647302004-11-01T04:45:00.000-05:002004-11-01T01:51:28.523-05:00

Gahhh. Thats about all I have to really say... I'm so frustrated, i'm so stressed, lonely, sad, happy, everything! . The week is over and I chickened out. I had a great chance to do something but I stood there looking at the dresser and kinda snapped out of it and saw what I was doing...However, I made a bet with myself last Sunday that I was going to loose 3 pounds within the week and I did.

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1099202605586417912004-10-31T04:13:00.000-05:002004-10-31T01:37:25.570-05:00

Today was good. Today was very good. Morning I had a class which i was 15 min late to but it was ok. Later i went to marshalls to get something, then I went to pick up some meat. We hung out alllll day :) Lemme see....the highlight of the day was going to see Saw. (long, in depth review). Fucked up movie, but good. Uhhh yeah :). Ehh I have work tomorrow nooooo. Hey at least I get an extra hour

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1099114638230098512004-10-30T02:59:00.000-04:002004-10-30T01:37:18.230-04:00

Eh its a little too late for me to up right now. My vision is blurry and i think i'm going crazy lol. But i wanted to work on this for a little. I added some new things thanks to http://kirkkitsch.blogspot.com and www.star-girl.org lol. While your at it, visit http://agneswong.blogspot.com. Gooood stuff ;-) Hrmm. Well today is the 29th. Baaaad day. Well, I mean the actually day was good, but

Adriananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604504.post-1098767840709818542004-10-26T01:14:00.000-04:002004-10-26T01:17:20.710-04:00

Your heart is white! Not many have pure whitehearts. (Yes, your special.) You always thinkabout others before yourself. Even though yourusually quiet and shy if you have something tosay you will speak up and say it. Your a goodperson. Go you! What Color Is Your Heart?

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Broken this fragile thing now And i can't, i can't pick up the pieces And I've thrown my words all around But I can't, I can't give you a reason I feel so broken up (so broken up) And I give up (I give up) I just want to tell you so you know Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you You are my only one I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do You are my only, my

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