tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56122182011-04-21T21:18:20.954-07:00No nameOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comBlogger1181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1170380280100546052007-02-01T17:28:00.000-08:002007-02-01T17:38:00.113-08:00thinnking back to when i was last in this place of calmness. i listen to jeff buckley's hit, hallelujah and just think to myself, how wonderful it really is. people may complain, but really what are they saying? do words actually come through their lips into my ears, or do our minds actually play out a movie for us to watch and completely direct it, write it, and well produce it. it's Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1118801065099492942005-06-14T19:03:00.000-07:002005-06-14T19:04:25.106-07:00i hate life today. and yesterday. and probably tomorrow. this is not the greatest time to be me. watching all of this is not so much fun, help me. hate them. fuck life. a suicidal night.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1113453489635676442005-04-13T19:57:00.000-07:002005-04-13T21:42:52.903-07:00surprisingly, it's not that much of a surprise. even though i take this quite personally. i take it all on me. and in the end that's all that is left. in the other room i had eight friends. eight chattered up amigos. eight highly amused companions; talking of plans for prom night, questions about the other sex, embarrasing stories, and others to make your cheeks turn red. mine would have turned Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1111780784055162112005-03-25T11:59:00.000-08:002005-03-25T11:59:44.056-08:00PhotobucketThis is a test post from Photobucket.comOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1104031358859915232004-12-25T18:47:00.000-08:002004-12-25T19:22:38.860-08:00"it wasn't like a shopping trip. i didn't walk up and down the isles looking for this. that's not how these kind of things happen."
it's 8:52. it's displayed in a large (ish) print on the watch i got today. it's a rather nice watch. it's strapped on a thick black strand, which buckles to my wrist. it's wide enough to cover, yeah. it's nice, they don't know that that's the perfect size; i don't Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1096994590194639482004-10-05T09:42:00.000-07:002004-10-05T09:43:10.193-07:00i used to think that it was just okay. okay to imagine i liked you. okay to imagine. play house; pretend it was always all right. always-just fine. a simple make believe life. the one i didn’t get to live. the one i wanted to live. with you. i loved the fact that i could play pretend all day. i could just sit there and imagine. i could picture myself smiling. i was happy. i imagined myself happy,Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1092108258324347672004-08-09T19:48:00.000-07:002004-08-09T20:24:18.326-07:00"no title" everyone already has the "untitled"
okay so i wrote what i was felling for the past 20 minutes. i was getting pretty far. then i realized how no one wants to hear it. so i did {ctrl} {a} and clicked the {backspace} button once. and i'm now writing how i don't want anyone to read that. because i don't want to see a shrink. or go to a hospital. they scare me. what right does one have toOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1091419622936476112004-08-01T21:05:00.000-07:002004-08-01T21:08:37.653-07:00"to get a little. you've got to give a little?"
i don't know if that statement is in it's entirely. or if it's true. but i'm pretty sure, you've gotta give more. and to that. i must say that i hate that idea. why must someone who has to work their tails off, "no one has a tail. . .idioms can be quite lousy. . ." to get a measely income, and then to just go turn around and buy the needs that we Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1089399758522779172004-07-09T11:01:00.000-07:002004-07-09T12:10:41.103-07:00"it's complicated and entrancing. it's distilled and still yet fleeting. moving beneathe my feet and full speed into the next oblivion."
the winds keep changing. and the earth keeps spinning. yet, through all this regression nothing much has changed. nothing new has come about. i'm still the same defective-adolescent who's mood changes more then i bet my sister changes her underwear. and that's Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1088399315405598232004-06-27T21:30:00.000-07:002004-06-27T22:08:35.406-07:00"have you ever loved so crazy that it almost made you mad have you ever thought that maybe it felt so good it made you sad"
it's an amazing feeling. well, once you know you've felt it. i wouldn't know. well that is, i've never felt that amazing feeling before, or well at least i'm not so sure. that *searches for a word* benevolent feeling happens to people, maybe once or twice. . .more? when it Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-10869678293820872004-06-11T08:01:00.000-07:002004-06-11T08:34:14.233-07:00I stand here face to face with someone I used to know.
Do you remember now? Do you know me? I wanted to be just like you, so perfect so untouchable. You're not allowed to be a part of me.
Just fuck it, right? Screw everything you were told to ignore. If it's bad or if it's good. Don't matter. Another mistake that the future will hand to you. Or me? Crap. Misguiding fourtune worth a whole cave Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1085409257560104202004-05-24T07:17:00.000-07:002004-05-27T07:06:05.426-07:00"Do you need any batteries?"
If you could just have been there and had to listen to the responses. "Why?" I don't know do you have a remote control or anything that needs batteries. Not that I care if you want them, I care if you need them. I'm here to help the consumer; it's Walgreens. We have a friendly environment that never gets old. "No one waits at Walgreens." Unless your one of those Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1084160314506427102004-05-09T20:36:00.000-07:002004-05-09T20:38:34.506-07:00"Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold."
Awesome news for me. A friend who I haven't seen since my 16th birthday (when i went to see rocky horror picture show live) walked into walgreens today. It was pure amazement. And I thought i'd never see his face again.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1083907346800584562004-05-06T22:22:00.000-07:002004-05-06T22:34:08.296-07:00Dear Diary
You will never guess what happened to me today. I met Steven Tyler. Okay, so I didn't really meet the guy. But I saw him today. Aerosmith in concert! How much more exciting can that be, oh yeah if I met the guy it would be. It was amazing. Cheap trick were good, they preformed I Want You To Want Me. I would have to disagree with their lighting, turn the lights on to see the audience Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1083548507635644942004-05-02T18:41:00.000-07:002004-05-02T18:59:59.576-07:00if you were given the chance, what would you do?
where would you go and what would you do there? go away from everything you know now, you wouldn't even have to pack. just wake up one morning, pick a place, and just go. how about austraila mates? what would you do there? become a rodeo clown and hand out prizes to the sad kids you see walk by. be happy and comfortable cleaning toilets for the Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1083300355913300462004-04-29T21:45:00.000-07:002004-04-29T21:49:02.200-07:00new
yeah and i have a tag board too.
Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1082946493750790882004-04-25T19:28:00.000-07:002004-04-25T19:42:27.000-07:00.back to the past.
not really the past. but i've been thinking about my future. and what it involves for me here. nothing. i hate my life in wisconsin. i have nothing here. i voted for kodos. walgreens. the occasional friend might pop up for an hour or so. and shadow. but since shadow is mine, i'll make him follow me. and i've been thinking lately. and what i have thought about is moving. i'm Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1082513460151617002004-04-20T19:11:00.000-07:002004-04-20T19:13:57.780-07:00you make me cryOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1082332208033926022004-04-18T16:50:00.000-07:002004-04-18T17:47:13.280-07:00i wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day.
things like that never change. or ever grow old. things might skip generations or meanings, but they never loose their full existence. a lost memory stolen in a photograph, kept in a closet collecting dust, never will burn . . . completely. new meanings grow while the old ones are covered slowly until brought to a small boil. holding new and Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1081995491425242272004-04-14T19:18:00.000-07:002004-04-14T19:21:02.903-07:00i hate the number three. one is pretty lonely, but when there is three the lonlier i feel.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1081810470326278252004-04-12T15:54:00.000-07:002004-04-12T15:57:19.950-07:00
you're cute.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1081658907030067332004-04-10T21:48:00.000-07:002004-04-11T06:35:20.263-07:00people can be asses at times. which makes me sad. sad like emo. 'who's emo now bitch'. . . the shit you all pull sometimes can be so fucking annoying, no one likes to put up with your shit. . . that's why people hate you. i hate you. i've decided that you are no longer my friend. you have been an ass, dick, and bitch to everyone of your friends, they're all sick of it. . . even i am. my new bestOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1081383724626940302004-04-07T17:22:00.000-07:002004-04-07T18:34:24.170-07:00i'm gonna travel on a road less traveled.
i was walking today, after hanging out with Justine and Kyle. Fun times . .
"i'm going to coldstone after this." "whoa, that's really far." "yeah i know, but i can't go home. "so come to the library with me." "but i want ice cream." "well then go to the Hurbbard Ave." and then 5 minutes later..... "i'm going to coldstone after this." "whoa, that's Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1080881109718154042004-04-01T20:45:00.000-08:002004-04-01T21:32:38.903-08:00i hate life and what it holds. i hate life and how it amounts to nothing. i hate life the story that never ends. i hate life and why i don't actually know. but there is so much to talk about. life. LIFE. a strong four letter word that can be taken away by even the simplistic person or you. a word so delicate that is so powerful and strong yet so weak and challenging. a word that is so short Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1080451208867150532004-03-27T21:20:00.000-08:002004-03-27T21:22:42.610-08:00theoxx54 (10:55:28 PM): stop being so sad
olivemonkies (10:55:34 PM): why?
theoxx54 (10:56:22 PM): because it is so angering
olivemonkies (10:56:28 PM): well
olivemonkies (10:56:32 PM): you be angry
olivemonkies (10:56:35 PM): and i be sad
theoxx54 (10:58:06 PM): naw don't hit that saddnesss
olivemonkies (11:02:52 PM): did i say anything to you to make you seem like i was sad?
theoxx54 (11:03:32Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1080407832566675592004-03-27T09:17:00.000-08:002004-03-27T09:19:45.623-08:00ok. that last post was weird. i don't know what i was doing that morning. it was 3 am. i wrote that. if you wanna know the story. you can ask. but other then that. i think most of it was true.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1080288762151143622004-03-26T00:12:00.000-08:002004-03-26T00:15:15.810-08:00olivemonkies: i wish i was a good person
i do, i wish i was. im such a bad person. sometimes i think bad thoughst. i wish i didnt think bad thoughts. i wish i had friends that cared enough to notice how bad a person i really am. maybe someone should just hit me with a car. then i can leave and no one will have to worry about my existense anymore. man i'm such a bad person. maybe i can disappear Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1079659501869606932004-03-18T17:25:00.000-08:002004-03-18T18:28:22.326-08:00moral (adj): Of or concerned with the judgment of the goodness or badness of human action and character.
I hate that word. I despise that word. Abhor. I'm allergic to that word. I loath it. Can't stand. Curse, deprecate, deride, despise, detest, disapprove, disdain, disfavor, dislike, disparage, down on, execrate, nauseate, object to, recoil from, scorn, shudder at, shun, and spit upon that wordOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1078553395816296692004-03-05T22:09:00.000-08:002004-03-05T22:12:07.593-08:00i feel terrible
i hate you so much! gawd damn them. i'm sorry I've fucked everything up and that it was My fault everyone is sad now-a-days. it's not like this when i'm all sad and quite. nope. when i'm all quite people jump to the conclusion that somethings wrong or i'm terribly upset. they ask. looking concerned. i respond negatively only waiting for the correct moment. you turn and say ok. Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1078350802686255682004-03-03T13:53:00.000-08:002004-03-04T16:25:13.280-08:00take this letter and rip it upOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1078268026921419642004-03-02T14:53:00.000-08:002004-03-02T14:55:55.530-08:00I wish you wouldn't have noticed.
why is it when you're not smiling everyone all of a sudden tries to notice and acts like they care. with questions soon following, are you okay? what's wrong? but when you're kind of smiling and trying to hide something all of a sudden no one cares or notices...and you're day is still in the shits. too bad people who care are so far away to even notice the Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1078176831987467882004-03-01T13:33:00.000-08:002004-03-02T14:56:08.356-08:00A good deed noticed.
On thursday last week Justine and myself ran across a lost cell phone. We helped find its way back to its home. Today in the mail I recieved a 20 dollar bill. Holy Ga-Jeebers (sp?). I wish I could find more lost cell phones.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1077860730002845002004-02-26T21:45:00.000-08:002004-02-26T21:47:33.216-08:00i gotta think twice before i give my heart away cause i know all the things you say because i say them too... ... some of that sweet emotion to pick me right up off the floor... la lala la alalalalala but im showing you the door cause i gotta have faith,
ok so i dont know all the lyrics right now. any guess one two whooo
Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1077583330154317132004-02-23T16:42:00.000-08:002004-03-02T14:56:23.233-08:00Model Gov Was Awesome!
I am sad to see this year end, but I can't wait for next year. Another promising newspaper was put out this year, and an awesone editor too. Kayla gets all the props for this years paper. It turned out awesome, hope she runs for next year! www.wyig.org ... Go YIG:)
anyways. with all that awesomeness this past weekend.. i'm kind of tired. Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1077078896690479582004-02-17T20:34:00.000-08:002004-02-17T20:42:04.763-08:00
DieselSweetiesOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076874803310809162004-02-15T11:53:00.000-08:002004-02-15T11:55:15.013-08:00My Pirates Name Mad Ethel Kidd--- what's yours? http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate.phpOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076873975554853662004-02-15T11:39:00.000-08:002004-02-15T11:41:27.450-08:00I'm a strange contradiction; I'm new, and I'm old,
I'm often in tatters, and oft decked with gold.
Though I never could read, yet lettered I'm found;
Though blind, I enlighten; though loose, I am bound,
I'm always in black, and I'm always in white;
I'm grave and I'm gay, I am heavy and light -
In form too I differ - I'm thick and I'm thin,
I've no flesh and bones, yet I'm covered with skin;
I've Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076872588837786662004-02-15T11:16:00.000-08:002004-02-15T11:18:21.043-08:00the overwhelming levels of stupiduty and pain around you have finally taken their toll on your will to live. you probably came from a dysfunctional family, in which you were mistreated,ignored, or misunderstood. poor you. its really not your fault that you can't stand society. life is cruel.
http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htmOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076868437993084642004-02-15T10:07:00.000-08:002004-02-15T10:09:10.280-08:00You aren't much of a leader, but you're an exceptional loner. whether or not you're a villain, people are still suspicious of you. maybe it'sthe weird hair-do. or maybe the fact that you never smile. or that you're just so depressing. who knows. http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htmOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076866945757879812004-02-15T09:42:00.000-08:002004-02-15T09:44:41.513-08:00
What geek are you?Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076633632706526112004-02-12T16:53:00.000-08:002004-02-12T16:55:41.590-08:00don't forget to send your goodbyeOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076463210842044782004-02-10T17:33:00.000-08:002004-02-10T17:35:18.123-08:00Sometimes I have good days and it's good to be me
Sometimes I get the best of insecurity
And it's quite alright to be the one and only
But today I feel like the one and lonelyOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076133975361217462004-02-06T22:06:00.000-08:002004-02-06T23:39:09.106-08:00life drags me down sometimes. and i mean drags down, like low low-past the ground, don't stop at go don't collect 200 dollars. that would be cool though, you know if you could collect 200 dollars for passing go. i wonder where go would be placed? and where the jail would be held at. some things you wonder about. but with all the times that life drags me down i dont have that much time to ponder Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076126733017194072004-02-06T20:05:00.000-08:002004-02-06T20:07:16.623-08:00I wonder where the dagger really meant to go. In my back, or in my chest, right next to my heart?Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1076019527732207782004-02-05T14:18:00.000-08:002004-02-05T14:20:29.903-08:00shit is life.
get your own.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1075857435292367312004-02-03T17:17:00.000-08:002004-02-03T17:18:55.623-08:00olivemonkies (5:34:54 PM): this means war ....*internet and olive fight*
Lizpippy33 (5:34:58 PM): aww
Lizpippy33 (5:35:44 PM): hahahha
olivemonkies (5:38:32 PM): Your uploaded file is too large or corrupted
olivemonkies (5:38:39 PM): my file is corrupted haha
Lizpippy33 (5:38:48 PM): who's winning
olivemonkies (5:39:05 PM): so far it's kicking my butt
Lizpippy33 (5:39:20 PM): hahaha
olivemonkies Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1075850560371852642004-02-03T15:22:00.000-08:002004-02-03T15:24:20.546-08:00picking classes for being a senior.....nevermind Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1075760493111748112004-02-02T14:21:00.000-08:002004-02-02T14:23:12.340-08:00have you ever had one of those days when everyone around you is having a better day then you?Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1075532833285140732004-01-30T23:07:00.000-08:002004-01-30T23:08:49.983-08:00okay-tonight instead of going to see kodos. it was girls night out so me melissa and nicole went to see the perfect-not half bad. there was this one guy sitting by himself and melissa goes and talks to him. it was great-so by the end of the movie she finally gets his number- which is weird because i think he was majorly weirded out by the situation(melissa picking him up)
then she called him Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1075131417759834002004-01-26T07:36:00.000-08:002004-01-26T07:38:29.436-08:00now it's semi-hard-core snowing. does this mean a possible snow day tomorrow, because that would rock
yeah i changed my hair again *gasp* it'll fall out someday
www.olivemonkies.deviantart.com
i decided to do another website thing. next time maybe my own
Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1074922619324595402004-01-23T21:36:00.000-08:002004-01-23T21:38:28.593-08:00so finals are done. totally hip hop horrah!
the butterfly experiment was quite weird. i didn't really like it all that much-maybe i'm weird(everyone else liked it) what am i complaining about i didn't pay;)
coldstone ice cream kicks your ice creams ass-bring it! yeah. i made a new friend-well kinda sorta --maybe?.. yeah
i'm kinda out-peace my home slices of wonder breadOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1074309353894441642004-01-16T19:15:00.000-08:002004-01-16T19:17:16.420-08:00sometimes i could just strangle her. and the depression kicks in. Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1073612518803218672004-01-08T17:41:00.000-08:002004-01-08T17:43:13.186-08:00ok- i actually forgot about this. because i'm cool-even though it's in my info and well i suppose i rock. anyways. it's official- i now can go see R rated movies in the theaters legally without the pesky adults because i be 17. anyways. today i rocked it out in 3 colors red black and white with help from lizzy's cool purse she made me out of duct tape. checkered-yay. welll okay i rule.
Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1073024631331640702004-01-01T22:23:00.000-08:002004-01-01T22:24:59.110-08:00oh crappy day. work was fine. now i'm sitting in my 33 west shirt and some comfy pants. if that doesn't rock my boat enough, then i suck.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1072727675271883882003-12-29T11:54:00.000-08:002004-01-01T22:22:50.826-08:00my dad bought digital color xpressions+ paper for our print when we have plenty of paper already. i'm getting suspicious but that just could be me. a new computer for me? a new digital camera for me? and new cell phone for me? ok that one needs a little explaining. i have been yelling at my rents telling them i want a new cellphone plan, cause mine royally sucks, and my phone is kinda ugly too. Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1072554591084301502003-12-27T11:49:00.000-08:002003-12-27T11:50:53.200-08:00I think you're hot
but I love you not
When I'm with you I dont want to hear the words that don't mean anything to me
I don't love you, I will never say the words that don't mean anything to me
Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1072498513826766482003-12-26T20:15:00.000-08:002003-12-27T11:51:15.250-08:00lalala. what a wonderful friday not... whoops i mean night? :( anywhos. i got baby blue high-tops and they rocked my socks off...Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1072406172003416332003-12-25T18:36:00.000-08:002003-12-25T18:37:12.436-08:00happy merry whatever to you all. frick the holidays, drink the leftovers, and eat all the rum!Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1071968226069959092003-12-20T16:57:00.000-08:002003-12-20T16:58:01.280-08:00winter break.
friday was fun, a SADD concert up in RC. It was kickin'. anywhoots.
all saturday, so far, spent in my pj's, o do i love break. *yawn* 2 more days till i can say "7 days" o that's exciting.
yo i'm out like whoa. Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1071422536052012232003-12-14T09:22:00.000-08:002003-12-14T09:28:02.170-08:00it's fine that it happened again but im sick of it always happening to me i don't wanna try any friends somehow it seems to be the problem is me you don't even give me the time of day when i start a converstation you just walk away what should i say. i followed every move that you made and i hung onto every word that you said and at times i felt so afraid that i would fall inlove with you all Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1070935653139343252003-12-08T18:07:00.000-08:002003-12-08T18:08:17.170-08:00christmas is almost here and still not so much snow.
my friend chassy is a couch but not the comfortable ones, you know. all icky and even not a pretty color. hangover of many sleeping pills and cough medicine..crazy chassy ass.
o and some news. if we have a snow day! we are on our way to sledding at elver park.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1070845977902937732003-12-07T17:12:00.000-08:002003-12-07T17:13:40.810-08:00Pre-Gov was great. I had a blast. Kodos show this Friday. Free. Feeling pretty cool in pretty cool pants.
mood: i am in the 'i think i wanna have some poprocks' mood or maybe strawberry ice cream...
music: i am watching the wizard of oz
"but 2 equals abstract pi!"
muchos gracias mis amigos muchos amore(?) y cheesy poofs.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1070676736895342552003-12-05T18:12:00.000-08:002003-12-05T18:12:57.890-08:00it's friday night and right now im alone... i sat here thinking right by the phone.... i waited long for just your call... hoping not to wonder down a lonely hall... i sat there for hours the tv screen blurred... you're inlove with this girl is what i heard.... so intead of waiting for the phone all night... i walked upstairs to sit and write... i told them about you and everything i knew... how Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1069958775651182032003-11-27T10:46:00.000-08:002003-11-27T10:46:48.170-08:00happy turkey day.... :/
bad santa=good
byeOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1069475167033271222003-11-21T20:26:00.000-08:002003-11-21T20:29:37.043-08:00kmv 1037 (10:20:29 PM): you should be honored
Amalia, a true hero of mine. I am honored. I dedicate this post and this Friday to her... even if i see tommie:)
Would you dance
if I asked you to dance?
Would you run
and never look back?
Would you cry
if you saw me cry?
And would you save my soul, tonight?
Would you tremble
if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh?
Oh please tell me this.
Now wouldOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1069365489160657432003-11-20T13:58:00.000-08:002003-11-20T13:58:34.500-08:00im gonna try a new template.. Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1068955805907916572003-11-15T20:10:00.000-08:002003-11-15T20:10:27.280-08:00but i can see you're unimpressed. i wish i had my lisence so then i could go for a long drive right into a tree. thanks for helping me.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1068699991104248672003-11-12T21:06:00.000-08:002003-11-12T21:06:28.563-08:00ok. i think i'm done. fresh off the grill. roasted to the fine point of dust. one slight movement and then i'm gone. who's going to be the straw that breaks the camals back? not i says the duck nor i says the horse. i will break the back of a million camals if all else fails i'll try and break mine own. so when tears fall from the dead mans eyes and trickle down the pale cold hearted cheeks, i Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1068414182019245682003-11-09T13:43:00.000-08:002003-11-09T13:42:59.440-08:00At this moment I feel fractured,
not yet broken, far from whole.
because i know where you are,
and how I have to let you go.
You say that you won't ever,
lose the feelings in your mind,
but I feel as though i'm second best,
and like we're running out of time.
At this moment I feel faded,
like a shadow without a face,
as if this world is ever-changing,
and I stay in the same place.
Almost Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1067908395468657342003-11-03T17:13:00.000-08:002003-11-03T17:13:14.053-08:00FINDING NEMO COMES OUT TOMORROW. I so cannot wait. I love that movie. Yay!!!!!!!! Anyways. You know what made my day today? I get home after YIG(youth in government for all those sillies that don't do it) and i get a present. The Kodos Boys rock. Everyone out there that doesn't listen to me.. do it now.. www.iv4k.com go now yay!Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1067822678681556052003-11-02T17:24:00.000-08:002003-11-02T17:24:37.263-08:00One week. It actually seems like longer. ANYWAYS! I can't find my wallet! It's tragic to me. People says ... o i feel naked without my.... i say wallet. my wallet has everything. pictures, ids, cash, cards, other stuff, homework, notes, buisness cards, phone numbers, coins, those resturant things you know buy so many get one thing free, and other various paper things. i seriously can't find it. Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1067189513714880192003-10-26T09:31:00.000-08:002003-10-26T09:31:53.100-08:00OK. posting here is kinda hard, I sometimes forget to, well I forget I have it.
Last night was killer. I did the usual. Go meet new people, have a superly wicked fun time, take pictures, and amm... listen to kodos. 8) anyways... They rocked it. Oh boy yeah. Paul broke his snair... I got a twinkie from Lee.... Rick ran around spanking people with his spatula..... haha good times. Most of them Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1066948709321310692003-10-23T15:38:00.000-07:002003-10-23T15:38:28.933-07:00olivemonkies (5:26:56 PM): bad olive
jellystockins (5:27:28 PM): haha now you're a bad green olive instead of a good black one :-D
Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1066446923130254602003-10-17T20:15:00.000-07:002003-10-26T09:25:09.810-08:0011 days. it's been that long since i wrote to you last.
ok. i have new goals now. well things that i want. i want a lot. *shrugs* i want, but i don't need... so if i don't have no biggy. dig?
1) go to at least three more kodos show this year (2003)
2) hang out with kodos more
3) work at krispy kreme or finally taste one
4) find a new job if krispy kreme doesn't work
5) dye my hair another Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1065485984243178862003-10-06T17:19:00.000-07:002003-10-06T17:19:44.120-07:00"I can still remember, when I got your e-mail, subject I'm seeing another guy
You said he was six foot two, two hundred twenty five pounds, but his profiles probably a lie
All night long I cried and wept, it hurt like a deep cut
I hope he gives you some type of horrible virus you cyber slut
I'm going to fill all of your inboxes with spam
I'm going to disable your norton virus scan
You're going Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1065402951956507122003-10-05T18:15:00.000-07:002003-10-05T18:15:51.863-07:00Ok. Tuesday. *shaking* I am so nervous right now. Not as much as people say they are, but still. I keep coughing up butterflys, eh. yay?Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1065222233129113102003-10-03T16:03:00.000-07:002003-10-03T16:03:53.230-07:00emotional depression
stuck outside
believe in the end of all things good
lost in the middle
belief of death
trapped in the lifeless soul
in this moment
everything blackened
erased with white out mistakes
no one left
to do the rest
imprisioned on this ground for death enternity
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
truth lost in one moment
done with one word
gone without Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1064790185379517122003-09-28T16:03:00.000-07:002003-09-28T16:03:05.496-07:00Lisa time---.. So Justin was all like 'oo I'm a better singer so pish you all' and then JC was all like 'pish that I'm a better singer' so he all up and went for it. Chris was all like 'pish this. I'm a better clothes designer so ha!' and then Joey was all saying 'well yeah I'm a better actor so pish you all and ha!' and then Lance was all like 'pish you all, I'm going to the moon'...
haha good Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1064632112977145952003-09-26T20:08:00.000-07:002003-09-26T20:08:33.010-07:00Ok. Last night I had this dream. I felt that it was super really super weird. So let's try to figure out what it means okay?
1st-Friends--->Joy and consolation. Aspect of self ready for integration.
2nd-Secret--->Mysterious. Hidden. Ready to reveal yourself or to uncover the truth.
3rd-Food--->Pleasure or greed. Nourishment. Fortune in love affairs.
4th-Dance--->Joyous participation in life. Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1064631321505258542003-09-26T19:55:00.000-07:002003-09-26T19:59:12.563-07:00pretty girl is suffering while he confesses everything.
pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about.
and that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.
and that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.
it's the way that he makes you feel.
it's the way that he kisses you.
it's the way that he makes you fall in love.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1064554035899053112003-09-25T22:27:00.000-07:002003-09-25T22:27:15.773-07:00Ok. So I bought Finding Nemo, which doesn't come out til the 4th of November. But I'm cool anyways. This had to be updated. I love you. Yes you. Bye byeOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1064267646129469372003-09-22T14:54:00.000-07:002003-09-22T14:54:05.516-07:00mMmMmmm Strawberry Ice Cream. Oh have I missed you.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1064193684087976402003-09-21T18:21:00.000-07:002003-09-21T18:21:23.936-07:00Olive---"I think there is some cake on that (spoon).
Lizzy--- "I bet I could get that off.
gotta love the lizzy. and cake. and cherrios. it's almost falarious.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1064038962465638392003-09-19T23:22:00.000-07:002003-09-19T23:22:42.300-07:00I have an orange traffic cone! I am soo ooo happy. Hannah gave it to me, she totally rocks. And tonight me and Cari won yet another blanket struggling war, well only 2 blankets at stake. We celebrated Lizzy's birthday, she is now legal for some ;) Any hoots. I'm tired and other shibby news. I am beyond happy in so many ways. I so totally rock my boat.
Yes I have a boat.
Ask me if I'm a tree?Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1063834168915195672003-09-17T14:29:00.000-07:002003-09-17T14:30:00.293-07:00olivemonkies (3:59:26 PM): all my guys friends find you hot
CHaSsASS (3:59:43 PM): ah... well i'm olivias so there just gonna have to back off! well don't that make me feel all special inside. today to brighten up peoples days i passed out chocolate kisses. (and peanut butter cups hehe) well. today. i. got. my. chucks!!! FiEbZ9386 (4:14:08 PM): hi lover omg.. i'm special. CHaSsASS (4:28:19 PM)Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1063676232318667432003-09-15T18:37:00.000-07:002003-09-15T18:45:06.173-07:00
oooh yeah click click clickOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1063675919266519382003-09-15T18:31:00.000-07:002003-09-15T18:42:01.146-07:00I feel so pretty. Oh so pretty. Oh so pretty and witty and gaaaaay. Yah. So school pictures have been received. I like them, but my mom. Nope. Never does. Oh well, she might let me keep them but I can't give any to my family, because she will be embarrassed.
I decided i will have a comments link thingy, because I wanna be cool like the rest of the folks out there. If anybody wants to leave me Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1063435514803051472003-09-12T23:45:00.000-07:002003-09-12T23:45:14.720-07:00I feel like being depressed. Is that normal? Why not? Why are the things I do and say bad? I don't know. But I was comfortable then... so broken in. So perfect, flawless. Now. Something bad has happened to me. I don't know. But whatever happened to me last. Not so good for me. Maybe I will be all distant now, and start acting all emo/girlish. And then I could go back to sitting at home on a Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1063404983572741032003-09-12T15:16:00.000-07:002003-09-12T15:16:23.633-07:00OK. I am in like this super weird butt mood. I mean I am. I have these mixed feelings about... well pish that, I won't bring that up again. But like. I am gonna bring it up now. I don't know what to say. Me and Katrina are talking about it sorta right now. She is the only one that knows! I don't like to tell people about who I like, so many bad things have happened when I told people. GAH
MovingOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1063320007582653112003-09-11T15:40:00.000-07:002003-09-11T15:40:07.626-07:00Hmmm... I got the new John Mayer Cd. Mhm. I would just like to say. "two wrongs make it all alright tonight" oo baby. even if you don't like the freak, just listen to number 7 on that cd... and if you don't have the cd *shock* talk to me. because. I rule.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1063319345487549552003-09-11T15:29:00.000-07:002003-09-11T15:30:32.180-07:00what warning label are you?Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1062875798342191222003-09-06T12:16:00.000-07:002003-09-06T12:16:38.360-07:00OH WOW! I am still in aw.. of last night. Another rockin' good show, of course. I wore my kodos pants (of course) and my 33 west shirt, because you know everyone rocks. I am still wearing the stuff now. HAHA. I took mucho pics last night, I would have taken more but I accidently brought crappy butt disks with me, I have to go but more.. The next show I will have both, video cammra and my digitalOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1062719212448991792003-09-04T16:46:00.000-07:002003-09-04T18:03:00.703-07:00Oh boy! Finally, one of my poem type things was liked by those stupid publishing people haha.. seriously it was like.. i'm like super excited. if i win the cash prize isnt much, but hey. im not chooser.
btw kodos tomorrow
plattville.
awesomness
OMG BTw... somebody is having kodos play at their wedding reception. OMG!Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1062445240367506792003-09-01T12:40:00.000-07:002003-09-01T12:40:40.400-07:00today's word is: supercilious \soo-puhr-SIL-ee-uhs\, adjective: Disdainfully arrogant; haughty.
heheh... *looks around* oh well. the last night before school... (yesterday*)... is actually kicking in was awesome. i can't picture it being any better... well *smirks* yeah something could've made it better, but if you knew what i was up to, you would be so alsmot jealous. anyways. i met 3 totally Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1062125660783435622003-08-28T19:54:00.000-07:002003-08-28T19:54:20.650-07:00hehe... i went to visit drew at work and the cart is fun. haha. we have a cart to push things around in, today i got pushed around. carts are awesome. it's made outta plastic. and has wheels. almost hero-able-ish. oh yeah.Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1061879672585972922003-08-25T23:34:00.000-07:002003-08-25T23:34:32.620-07:00Hmmm... you know what a great concept was... chips and dip. I seriously wonder who came up with the idea to dip chips into something to make them more flavorable.. and also flavor chips. that person is a genius.. and one more of my idols... sorry he cant be a hero only 3 heros... rick, plastic, and drew. behold the heros that are forever hero-able.!Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1061798293267112122003-08-25T00:58:00.000-07:002003-08-25T00:58:13.163-07:00Well, I suppose I am just having the blogger for the sake of it, my sake. It's good to talk to someone (thing). Myself.
I always say, be in even groups. You know, 2, 4, 6, 8, 10s so forth, not odds because somone is ALWAYS the odd person out. No matter what you say, 'oh no it will be fun, you won't feel alone' or whatever bullsit they throw at you. But, looking back at this past summer and so Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1061678323543369832003-08-23T15:38:00.000-07:002003-08-23T15:38:43.586-07:00NEW!!! Ok, I found out how to put comments on my blog thingy-ma-bobber... sweetness. Alli wanted them too, well being as smart as I am I found them kick butt.
Anyways, leave me comments. I can't change the title of the comments because I'm cheap and won't pay 14 pounds or whatever.. haa
I saw American Wedding last night, well I will just say wow. I almost fell outta my chair, Jason Biggs haha butOlivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1061444263565624402003-08-20T22:37:00.000-07:002003-08-20T22:37:43.630-07:00All I Have Left
Is this how it's going to be
These expectations laid in front of me
Holds me down, then sets me free
Is this how it's going to start
With this emptiness inside my heart
Over time pulls me apart
Don't break this thread
It's all I have of you
Don't break this thread
It's all that I hold onto
This is what's inside my head
This is how I feel about you
My heart bared open you've Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5612218.post-1061324324720508532003-08-19T13:18:00.000-07:002003-08-19T13:18:44.746-07:00Ok, here it is.
1st Sem.
1-Health with Boyle...
2-Creative writing with Winters... Rock on
3-Advisory... yay!
4-Study Hall... Courtyard-T/R
4-Ropes Course with Richter... Yes!!! m/w/f
5-LUNCH.. wtf?!?!
6-Algebra 2 with Hunt... kick ass
7-Sociology with Duren... when I see that name I think of Duran Duran "relax don't do it"
8-Honors Physics with Simon? who's he? and is that good?
9-Spanish 3 Olivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10471815870974198757noreply@blogger.com