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[05 Aug 2009|04:32am] |
JP,
All I ever wanted to do was rock your soul...
I want you to know I am writing this in the name of Amanda Rubini and only as me and my emotions...if you feel differently I understand but this is the only way I can release my emotions....which is necessary at this point of time…
THE SPILL CANVAS LYRICS
"Black Dresses"
In muddy grass we stand side by side
With our knuckles interlocked
Black dresses flood the cemetery
In this cliché tragedy
Just do as you're instructed and....
Take this razor and cut your palms
I'll do the same until a river of crimson begins to flow
Now drip your ruby red over the casket
A funeral for my once loved youth
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But in this Bonnie and Clyde kind of romance
Tell me what would you do?
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But when your precious life is at stake
Tell me would you die for me too?
The quivering liquids in your stomach
Will eat away at the bad habits that have made you
A real character in the story of your now distant life
Goodnight and goodbye, quickly
In gentle greens we stand side by side
With your head buried in my chest
Black veils send me shivering
The fear that part of me is dying
Just do as you're instructed and....
Take this razor and cut your palms
I'll do the same until a river of crimson begins to flow
Now drip your ruby red over the casket
A funeral for my once loved youth
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But in this Bonnie and Clyde kind of romance
Tell me what would you do?
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But when your precious life is at stake
Tell me would you die for me too?
The quivering liquids in your stomach
Will eat away at the bad habits that have made you
A real character in the story of your now distant life
Goodnight and goodbye, quickly, quickly
Goodbyes are said and roses thrown
And the crowd starts to weep
But the irony of the story is when I fell to my knees
And began clawing at the dirt in front of the tombstone
Of my bashful childhood
With you by my side, you're screaming at the
Top of your lungs, "let it go"
And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
"The ceremony was not proper, there was not enough people,
And who picked the music?
Those melodies almost made me physically sick"
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But in this Bonnie and Clyde kind of romance
Tell me what would you do?
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But when your precious life is at stake
Tell me would you die for me too?
The quivering liquids in your stomach
Will eat away at the bad habits that have made you
A real character in the story of your now distant life
Goodnight and goodbye, quickly
Goodnight and goodbye, quickly
JP,
All I ever wanted to do was rock your soul...
I want you to know I am writing this in the name of Amanda Rubini and only as me and my emotions...if you feel differently I understand but this is the only way I can release my emotions....which is necessary at this point of time…
I have never had to write "THIS" letter before but with the lifestyle that I chose to live, I knew this day was to come eventually. I feel I shall start with the thought that I want everyone to know that I only ever really traveled my way to UCF side of town is only if I knew I was picking JP up at his apartment because he was the only one that I knew would be at my side all night. Not only would he tell me how beautiful I looked and I for once would believe he meant it, even though I knew hated my outfit on Friday (YES, HE SAID I LOOKED LIKE I WAS WEARING A CURTAIN) I only went to his side of town because he would be there to convince me to play all the drinking games I suck at like beer pong, quarters, baseball (which I never got to tell you…was my all time favorite game you ever taught me!), I only went because as a girl in this world now a days, he was a true friend. He knew my secrets, he knew the hardships I had to undergo, he knew the troubles in my life because I never really had anyone there to tell and I trusted him. Every shot of Jack Daniels I take at library, I picture a studious child at their dorm studying for an exam, with every blue long island I enjoy, I know their is a student at home struggling with the algebraic equation assigned for their math homework due tomorrow but for the very special optimistic students that truly know we have accomplishments wanting to be made in different but the same drastic levels as the others, this letter is written.
We have our doctors, our lawyers, our engineers, our philosophers, our most-needed psychologists, and each one of these so called- accomplished studious students will always have their one friend whom helped them let loose a little through all of it. As I am pathetically sitting here I decided to blast the worst of sadly-collected anthems called music consisting of songs that make me curl up in a ball and release every tear, making my stomach curl up into a tight knot, making me feel weaker than ever, which of course the weak is everything than what JIMMY was...and with all of that I decided it was best to Google the definition of a friend.
Being a person that has been their through out his amazing college years, I felt it was necessary for everyone to get to know him better as a person....I am just as an outgoing person as he was, and I would want every person, especially the people that deserve to know, that he has truly touched the souls of others...so here it goes...
The first word I came across was an acquaintance...James, Jimmy, my Jp was always an acquaintance to every soul that entered his presence. As a very young insecure freshmen to the UCF family, Jp took me under his wing and showed me the ropes of college living. He always made it apparent in my eyes to know all acquaintances. It was so important to him to be seen, to have all eyes fixed on him, to be the very first at happy hour, to know every person in front of him whether it was at the stadium of the football field or the kid sitting in front of him in his lame science lab class, he wanted to know everyone and be the most sought out and helpful to all. He always wanted everyone to be happy. And above all I really believed he wanted to show the football team the meaning of team spirit because he clearly showed it more then them in different ways, he just always wanted to do anything to make sure we were all happy. As an acquaintance of his, I hope he knows that he has entered my life as an older brother that walked me through the scary halls of college, the strangers of psychotic pretty Florida girls, the acquaintance of tapping a keg, the acquaintance of living and learning, the acquaintance of learning in all the wrong ways to find the right, the acquaintance in finding the real Amanda that is hidden deep down, the acquaintance of our goal to become famous for all of us who are not perfect for our grades, perfect for our athleticism, perfect for anything but our optimisms.
The next word on the list is alter ego. An alter ego of JP Saul would be the caring of his family. The true feelings of the ones he loved. Yes, he would go out has "RICARDO the PIMP" but at the end of the night, the true partiers always have a heart. Talking to him religiously night after night, I was lucky enough to learn the secrets, the stories, and the tales of the most entertaining alter-ego that exists. I have never seen such a compassionate, trust-worthy, chivalrous, partier still do this day. Kind-hearted was an understatement with this man, only having the nicest things to say about anyone. I can honestly say I have never heard JP say anything negative towards a single human being on this earth. It amused me at times to know that people can be a bit taken aback, and only me slyly laughing knowing he is the nicest person on the world, thinking he is a big preppy meat head when only he just wanted to love and be loved in return. The only alter ego I could mention would be the hidden emotions towards the real leading lady of his life, his mother. He always would tell the greatest stories about trips, about the minutes, about the moments he spent with her. He always spoke of his younger sister and how he hoped she would make something of herself, how she would hopefully never wear make-up and attain the things we know as boobs, he spoke of his brother Mike like his idol. His brother Chris like the lover he wishes he could be. The alter-ego was my all-time favorite and appreciative moments I ever got to spend with him.
The next word on the long list is buddy. For a young girl who unfortunately learned at an early age what a BUDDY should be is through JIMMY’s life lessons. Many of you know or do not know that friends are rare in my life. I have had many back stab me at a very young age and at a crucial time in my life when I needed a buddy the most, James was there. He saw many of my “friends” abandon me all at once and the heart ache I went through. He is one of the few that knows the heart-ache I endured and was there for me to let it all out, let me grow into the young women I should be, let me release my anger, my disappointment, let me express myself as me, and loved me for it. A buddy is someone to depend on, to lean on, to call to talk to, to hide and blast music with when upset, to drink a beer with and catch up, to ask for help. I have told him every darkest deepest secret about me and I know that he honestly has not told a soul because I was not ready, just as I have done for him.
The next description on the detailed list is Classmate/colleague. Unfortunately I did not get to enjoy the pleasure of being his classmate, as I have heard many stories from all of you what it was like. I will always remember he was truly only one of my friends to come to my freshmen orientation. Which was so unnecessary as it was. Yes, all of you thought I was 21 my whole life, but he knew I was just becoming a freshman at UCF and came to that boring lame UCF orientation just for me. And yes, of course his massive water jug joined as well. I feel that everything happens for a reason and many of you know that I personally have been slacking with my schooling for the past year because I have lost the passion to learn and express my passion to succeed in life. James always knew that I wanted to be the most famous event planner in Las Vegas, which he was planning on joining me in the next few months to go visit UNLV for event planning and we both were going to help better each other. Emily Bell was the leading lady of his life whom was blessed to help find him a job, find him the passion to learn again, create the joys of learning and bettering himself. Now that he has passed I honestly plan to dance again and to finish my studies in order to better my life as he was planning to himself. It was a promise we made to each other and I know now that there is a real purpose in my life.
Companion is another word the thesaurus used to descried friend. As a party girl, a companion is really a hard person to come a across. I have young things called boys constantly fighting to get into my pants, I have people using me to cut the lines of night clubs because I am who am, I have people abusing me for drink specials, I have people always pretending to be my friend for connections, but NEVER in my LIFE has JP EVER asked me for any of that. Not because he didn’t need to but because he knew it really was a friendship that we shared. Many of you do not know that I had the pleasure of bragging to my family of the greatest friend that I have had in a while. They were fortunate enough to meet him for Thanksgiving and experience the Jpizzle effect that he had on all of us. They saw the joy he brought to my life and laughs I endured while being with him. When my parents found out he would be on my spring break cruise, I knew they were thankful beyond belief. That cruise is the best thing that has ever happened to me yet, and the friendships, life lessons, and experiences I endured on that trip were eye-opening. To see Mr. Saul as a leading man was the most precious moment of our friendship. I will never forget in the Grand Cayman Islands I decided to drink and relax more than usual and he took the leading man role and protect me with every move I made, in Jamaica he made sure we all made it safely to every destination and luckily back to our ship. As a companion he showed his love and concern for me in thousands of ways on that trip. He truly took the role as a gentleman and savior.
Although he is not my blood cousin, I feel he is my accomplice and guide. He is my family for the rest of my life. I always chose him over any friends that decided to push my buttons, I chose him over nights we both should have been with individual companions, I chose him above many and to this day and still never regretted a moment of it. I defended him like he was my brother, my cousin, my family. I have had my battles with people, and still feel the love and passion I felt for him and would do it all over again. As for family, JIMMY was the older brother in my eyes. We all know I have an older brother, whom I cherish to death, but JP was my mentor for UCF. The biggest promise I have to him is to truly be the sister that Katie Saul needs. He spoke of her all the time and as the youngest sister of my family who could not take part in the “fun” my older brother and sister could in, I honestly want to be there for her. He was there for me in more ways than any of you will ever know, and I want to be there for her if she allows. Any friend of Jp is a friend of mine, and I hopefully will be an active friend of his family in the near future. I feel that this will all lead to an amazing closeness and bond between all of us.
Another word that Google decided as a definition of a friend is intimate, which has two meanings to me. In a positive way that could be my partner in crime, or in the scariest least talked about time in my life which I am willing to express to the entire world now is my served time. JP truly hated the way I drove…when I had my mustang I was such a cautious driver, I loved my convertible red hot baby, but when I got my little KIA spectra that thing was super fun! I thought I was unstoppable until one heart broken night which JIMMY only knows the truth behind, I received the DUI he warned me about for years. Every picture of him and I that night are my all time favorites. We started “THE TRAIN” dance at scoops and of course ever since then never ended the dance, and I always took my ‘best friend/older experienced brothers’ advice not to drive but I was not in luck this night. Days, months, talks, disappointments later our mistakes really brought us together. We were able to talk about how we felt, how we messed up, how we learned, how we grew, how we’d helped our friends, how we helped each other, how we were there for each other. In a horrible way, he walked me through one of the most embarrassing moments of my life and helped me grow as person through it all, as I know I did for him. Jp always wanted to try his hardest; he wanted to make everyone proud. I wish he knew that he was not flawless.
Another inmate way to describe him would be the way he was always with me. He was my boozing buddy, my friend to take along, my friend to laugh with, my friend hooked at the side of my hip…he had no choice, he was my INMATE!!! I made sure he got to every place he needed to be at because I needed his amazing company.
One last thing mentioned on this list is a soul mate or well-wisher. Also known as admirer, beau, companion, confidant, date, escort, fiancé, flame, follower, friend, sweetheart, young man he was all of the above to myself. My favorite story which many of you know was when I had to pretend to be his fiancé in order to get him out of the hospital one late evening. I still have the diamond ring and papers to prove our love. The fact that he would call upon me for his time in desperate need and help really showed me I was his go to girl at times. I feel honored to have been there as his friend and sweetheart. The last date we had consisted of amazing margaritas and some taco chips while catching up on life. He was always so interested in what tales and life plans that were happening in my life at all times, and amazing enough always recalled and recalculated what I was doing with myself. There has always been and always will be a flame of passion between us, our friendship will never end and the fire in that light will never die out. He is the only man in my life yet to truly affect me in more ways than one.
As I write this letter to myself and those of you who I feel should know this, the memories and flashbacks of JP, James, Jimmy, the man whom I personally would consider my best friend, I really appreciate all he has done for me. This is the hardest time of my life right now, as I am sure it is for many others whom had the pleasure of knowing Jimmy, James, Jp Saul…All that I know is we must remember that he has helped us, touched, us loved, us and would want us to celebrate his life…This is not the end of my thousands of letters to come…but this is one of which that must be written. I had the honor and pleasure to meet his family this weekend and share the joy he shed on their lives as well as mine and it really touched me enough to speak out and write my memories….I love JP dearly and miss him greatly…
Sincerely,
Amanda Rubini
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[09 Jun 2009|11:39pm] |
WATCHING MAGIC GAME...WE R TIED AGAIN WITH 2 MIN LEFT!!!!
AAAHHHHH!!!!!!!
go go go magic!!!
aaannnd we won.
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[15 Nov 2008|03:02pm] |
You are cordially invited to attend the LEBLON Virtual Mixology Lab Sunday, November 16th, 2008. |
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Orlando, FL 32801 JOIN US: As our guest you will have the opportunity to sample and vote for your favorite cocktail designed by our 8 finalists from Orlando's own hospitality professionals. ( Samba Room, 23, Latitudes, Vintage, Howl at the Moon, Timpanos, Luma on Park, & Universal's Rising Star) Come and see the brazillian dancers and fighters while tasting Brazil's Finest Cachaça: LEBLON free VIP TICKET(s) PICKUP: Please pickup your tickets at Vintage, Friday, November 14th from 5pm-8pm or bring this email with you for VIP access to the event. Vintage: 114 South Orange Avenue, Orlando Leblon Cachaça. LIVE LOVE LEBLON Leblon Cachaça is for anyone who wants to discover this great new spirit at its best. Cachaça, the third most-consumed spirit in the world, is the key ingredient to the Caipirinha, Brazil's national drink. Cachaça (ka-SHAH-sa) is made from fresh-pressed cane juice fermented and distilled, and can only come from Brazil. Many are proclaiming Cachaça as the 'Next Tequila,' with the Caipirinha (kai-pur-EEN-ya) as the new 'Margarita.' Muddled with fresh lime and sugar, the Caipirinha is something special - made with Leblon Cachaça, even more special.
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[01 Apr 2008|04:19am] |
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so over it.
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[07 Mar 2008|12:18am] |
WWWWHHHHHAAAATTTTT UUUUPPPPP YYYYOOOO!!!!!
So in 2 days I am leaving to ft lauderdale, key west, cazumel, grand caymen, and jamiaca!!!....with Jp and Christy! How pimp? I am ssssoooo exxxccciittedd!!!
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[25 Feb 2008|01:07pm] |
So I moved into this pimp new house next to the JW Marriott and I am chillen with my local crew, and I am decorating the crib and
decided to make Rum RUnners and such...
any of my party girls want to come over all day and play beer pong and party it up!?!?
Call me at 4074013359!!!!!!
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| THIS FRIDAY IT IS ON.... |
[03 Dec 2007|04:20pm] |
Bola is an absolutely stunning new lounge located on I-Drive.
Bola represents a new form of contemporary outing in a luxorious environment.
Come experience a very upscale evening with us tonight and tomorrow night....
Doors open at 10:30 - 2am
Age - 18 and up
Ladies in free
Gentleman $10
Drink Specials All Night!
Dress to impress...
The lounge also hosts private wine-tasting sessions at a VIP table located inside its glass-encased wine cellar, housing more than 180 labels.
TIME FOR A GIRLS NIGHT OUT AGAIN....
Every bad girl loves a naughty bad girl's night out - and lusts for a hott place to party at! I want all of my foxy female friends who are craving a night of open conversation, open fun, and open containers. You know the feeling. You're hanging with your best friends. You're feeling relaxed, smart, funny, and a little full of yourself. You're in the moment and in your groove, wearing something bad and saying something badder. The when life couldn't possibly get any better your favorite song comes on. Suddenly you're filled with the Party Life Force and all of your Party Sisters!!!
Soooo...with that being said.....
I need help planning my upcming birthday party, and to re-connect with all the wild lovers in my life....So ladies, get ready to dress up, look hott, and dance your ass off!!! As of now, the plans are to come over to my appartment around 5pm Friday evening, we can get ready and pregame together, talk about my brithday party, and then rock out....Where at you ask? BOLA LOUNGE.... Start calling all of your friends, girls, guys, anyone, and invite them out to this luxurious party! Since I work there, I got the hook ups! So let me know if you are interested!!!
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| *~Come Party With Me Tonight~* |
[30 Nov 2007|10:13am] |
Bola is an absolutely stunning new lounge located on I-Drive.
Bola represents a new form of contemporary outing in a luxorious environment.
Come experience a very upscale evening with us tonight and tomorrow night....
Doors open at 10:30 - 2am
Age - 18 and up
Ladies in free
Gentleman $10
Drink Specials All Night!
Dress to impress...
The lounge also hosts private wine-tasting sessions at a VIP table located inside its glass-encased wine cellar, housing more than 180 labels.
So all my party people, hit me up tonight, lets hang out...and if you need a place to crash, you know I live a minute away! haha...
Let's have fun tonight!!!
call me!~
ps. In case you did not see my past bulletin, I am trying to make plans for my Birthday, does January 2nd work for you?!?!
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| Nothing's real until you let go completely |
[14 Aug 2007|06:04pm] |
In one fell swoop it became clear to me,
that I despise you entirely,
but the good news is I'm gonna keep you around
And so your lust is just convenient now
Crack open a bottle of red
Let's toast to this here bed
Offer up your hand
My one night, two month, three year stand
And all at once it became clear to me,
that you're allergic to honesty
And you don't even have a friend around
And so my lust is just convenient now
Crack open a bottle of red
Let's toast to this here bed
Offer up your hand
My one night, two month, three year stand
I'm on my knees,
but so are you
Unfortunately for the wrong reasons
I keep incessantly believing that you're pure,
but you know it's not true
There's nothing wrong with being lonely.....
I will ne ver know the truth about you...
when are you coming home?
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[03 Jul 2007|10:43am] |
Everyone keeps asking what is something fun to do in the area for the fourth, well for the past five years I have never missed the Firework extravaganza at Cocoa Beach....4th of July Fireworks Show!!!
COCONUTS is the area's #1 place to party, meet people and be entertained by the area's local live performers. Come join me in the sandal-wearing, stress-free environment where you can relax and have a great time for the Holiday!
Text me tomorrow 407.625.8998....
Also......
Cocoa Beach, FL
Wednesday, July 4th 2007 at 9pm
Ron Jon Surf Shop will shower the night sky during this year’s Fourth of July Celebration in Cocoa Beach, Fla. with one of the largest fireworks displays on Florida’s East Coast. This year’s pyrotechnics extravaganza will begin at 9 p.m. on Wednesday, July 4.
REPOST THIS IF YOU ARE GOING!!!
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[16 May 2007|04:02pm] |
I hope the ring you gave to her turns her finger green
I hope when your in bed with her, you think of me
I would never wish bad things, but i don't wish you well
Could you tell, by the flames that burned away
I never read your letter
'Cos i knew what you'd say
Give me that sunday school answer
Try and make it all ok
Does it hurt to know I'll never be there for you
Bet it sucks, seeing my face everywhere
It was you, who just ended like you did
I was the last to know you knew
Exactly what you would do
It don't say, you simply lost your way
She may believe you but i never will
Never again
If she really knows the truth, she deserves you
A trophy wife, oh how cute
Ignorance is bliss
When your day comes and he'll be through with you
And he'll be through with you
You'll die together but alone
You wrote me in a letter
You couldn't say it right to my face
Give me that sunday school answer
Repent yourself away
Does it hurt to know I'll never be there for you
Bet it sucks, seeing my face everywhere
It was you, who just ended like you did
I was the last to know you knew
Exactly what you would do
It don't say, you simply lost your way
She may believe you but i never will
Never again
Never again will i hear you
Never again will i miss you
Never again will i fall to you
Never
Never again will i kiss you
Never again will i want to
Never again will i love you
Never
Does it hurt to know I'll never be there for you
Bet it sucks, seeing my face everywhere
It was you, who just ended like you did
I was the last to know you knew
Exactly what you would do
It don't say, you simply lost your way
She may believe you but i never will
Never again
Never again.
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[03 May 2007|11:52pm] |
Check out pulitzer.org and click on the year 2006. Go to the Commentary written by Nicholas D. Kristof reporting on genocide in Darfur....and respond. react. reach out...
When grieving victims intrude onto our TV screens, we dig into our pockets and provide the massive, heartwarming response and contribute to aid them. We begin to feel sympathy for the lives of these people and donate as much as we possibly can. But what if the people who need it the most are silenced? What if a figure of 70,000 innocent lives were destroyed due a secret? This secret I speak of is the Genocide in Darfur. This archive underscores that a slaughter is waged by and with the support of the Sudanese government as it tries to clear the African area of non-Arabs. It encourages killing, burning villages and farms, terrorizing people, confiscating property from members of African tribes and forcing them from Darfur. These people are beaten to death, forced to watch their families humiliated and raped, little kids are taken to be used as “sex-toys”, they have body parts cut off, infectious diseases and no help. Even their leaders are corrupt. They will not allow reporters into the country, and they even arrest people for speaking out about the genocide.
When I read the individual stories of how these people began to suffer, I was devastated. Here I am in America, complaining about not owning an I-pod when these people lost almost everything they had, including their dignity. I waste hours on myspace gossiping about useless nonsense when instead I could be spreading knowledge about this genocide to friends so we all can contribute to the aid of Darfur. According the author of these articles, President Bush knows about the genocide and continues to hide it from our country. The solution remains within us. If we all come together and spread awareness for these people we can help. The article states that if we raise money and spread knowledge, we can contribute to a good deed. If we create a current budget to help pay for the African peacekeepers in Darfur, we will know these people are being helped. It saddens me that many of the females are not only gang-raped daily, but having stillborn babies and living the rest of their lives leaking urine due to horrific childbirth injuries. A woman was actually sentenced by a tribal council in Pakistan to be gang-raped because of an infraction supposedly committed by her brother. Four men raped this woman and then village leaders forced her to walk home nearly naked in front of a jeering crowd of 300. This is horrifying and something needs to be done to end this madness.
Are Americans stingy with their money? I believe so. But many times, for valid reasons. When we hear that our donations sometimes end up for bad causes, it makes us not want to help out. Also, I think we feel that one person, can’t make a difference, so until the world begins to help, no one will. This is the wrong mentality. Our contribution as a whole still left us ranked dead last among 22 top donor countries. That means the United States of America has been so self-absorbed in our own daily lives, that we forget how good we really live. I believe we need to find ways to get reporters and news cameras into this country to film the realities of Darfur’s new lifestyle, or should I say death toll. Once more and more people realize the shocking truths of the genocide, we can begin to give aid to the African tribes. As one can see it is imperative to start spreading the knowledge.
What can OUR generation do?
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[01 Apr 2007|08:38pm] |
One day I am going to meet someone who makes me happy...
"Be very careful if you make a woman cry, Because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, But from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected and next to the heart to be loved."
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[16 Mar 2007|12:10pm] |
SPRING BREAK 2007 BABY!
THIS WEEKEND IS GOING TO BE INSAAANE!!!
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| Spyderracing at BIKE WEEK.... |
[07 Mar 2007|10:08pm] |
Do as you're told. Go to school. Get a job. Get married. Have 2.3 kids. Drink eight glasses of water a day. Pay taxes. Mow Lawn. Feed cat. Clean house. Count carbs. Don't run by the pool. Wipe off your shoes. Sleep in. Get up early. Work hard. Take it easy. Mind your p's and q's. Exercise regularly. Take vitamins. Say you're sorry. Don't yell. Respect your elders. Eat your crust. Take the stairs. Use your head. Follow your heart. Be professional. Give to charity. Water the plants. Clean the bathroom. Wear deodorant. Go to the dentist. Wear sunblock. Tell the truth. Recycle. Don't color outside of the lines. Turn it down. Turn it up. Follow the rules. Break the rules. Take chances. Don't risk it. Take your time. Hurry up. Lead. Folow. Don't cry. Don't waste water. Stretch first. Look both ways before crossing. Mind your manners. Floss. Act your age. Wash your hands. Use soap. Don't swear. Don't kiss on a first date. Vote. Don't complain. Speak up. Fold the clothes. Change the litter box. Dot your i's and cross your t's. Chew with your mouth closed. Don't fall head over heels. Rinse your dish. Don't believe everything youo hear. Read the directions. Hold the elevator. Cross your legs. Don't run with scissors. Never say never. Stop, drop, and roll. Say please and thank you. Don't go to bed mad. ALways tip. Make your bed. Don't point. Don't mumble. Eat your peas. Don't interrupt. Pluck your eyebrows. Share. Don't smack your gum. Think before you speak. Call your mother. Play fair. Don't spit. Wait your turn. Don't judge. Turn the other cheek. Tell the truth. Don't roll your eyes. Don't wear white after labor day. Zip up your coat. Don't touch anything. Don't play with matches. Use your napkin. Don't stare. Forgive and forget. Keep your feet off the table. Say your prayers. Don't mooch. Keep your word. Dress for success. Watch your temper. Use oil-free products. Ask nicely. Brush twice a day. Read the paper. Don't skip breakfast. Sit up straight....
Or, not......
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[19 Feb 2007|08:37pm] |
He drowns in his dreams
An exquisite extreme I know
He's as damned as he seems
And more heaven than a heart could hold
And if I try to save him
My whole world would cave in
It just ain't right
Lord, it just ain't right
Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Lord, would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster?
He's magic and myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage than a soul should see
But do I try to change him
So hard not to blame him
Hold me tight
Baby, hold me tight
Oh and I don't know
Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Lord, would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster?
I'm longing for love and the logical
But he's only happy hysterical
I'm searching for some kind of miracle
Waited so long
Waited so long
He's soft to the touch
But frayed at the end he breaks
He's never enough
And still he's more than I can take
Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Lord, would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster?
He's beautiful
Lord, he's so beautiful
He's beautiful.
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[07 Feb 2007|04:02pm] |
Hey hey TCHS kids!!!
I figured I shall give some updates and figure out what everyone has been up to?
First things frist, please fill out your senior superlatives ASAP! This years yearbook is almost done and this is one of the last things we need. Also we are creating a kind of "goodbye" callage of all grades at the end of the book so if you and your friends have any fun group pictures, please feel free to submit them.
Another topic I want to cover is Grad Night. Who exactly is going?! What are the plans?! Is this worth it? I think if we get a huge group of us to go, we can make hte bets of it...I mean think about it, families save up money for your to take their families to disney, we get the whole park to ourselves for the night!!!
Last but most deffinetly not least....Spring Break is right around the corner! I have been doing plenty of research for the past couple of months and MTV has decided to hit up Panama City again this year. If you all know Scottalottapenis, Nik, and Chip...they said they went their senior year and it is worth EVERY penny!!!
Option A
http://studenttravelbreaks.com/studentbreaks/site.cfm
Check out this website.
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We can do the Monday through Saturday at The Summit (exact hotel MTV will be at) and get up to 12 people for a two 2 bedroom condos.
The total trip comes to about $500 per person, and if you bring about $200 extra spending money, I know it gets pricey...
SO...
Option B
We work through hotels.com and ask to stay at the Days Inn hotel but pay about $100 per night....
BUT I HAVE BEEN CALLING EVERYWHERE AND EVERY THING IS PRETTY MUCH SOLD OUT SO I AM GIVING ALL OF YOU UNTIL MONDAY TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THE FUCK YOU ALL WANT TO DO, AND SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!
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[22 Jan 2007|10:14pm] |
If any of you curious people involved in Generatoin Next (which is probably most of you) please enjoy this video on the following website. It really puts into view how people see our generation and how kids all over the world view each other. After all, we are the FUTURE LEADERS OF AMERICA...shouldn't you care?
http://www.pbs.org/newshour/generation-next/index.html
Generation Next
As I finish watching the interesting video of the Gen Next Documentary, I glance at a group picture of my friends. Each of them having their own individual opinions and personalities, the ideas and views previously viewed in the video can really describe my generation. Many high school students can agree that our lives are fast paced, multi-tasked, and full of technologies, MTV, and shopping. Our typical day begins with tuning into a quick music video session on MTV while rummaging through our closets full of an array of clothes, then text messaging our friends or blasting our iPods on the way to get either Starbucks or Barneys coffee in the morning. My point is my generation has been spoiled to the point where we rather have what we want right away than save money for more important things and the reason is simple; subliminal messaging and being tricked into the marketing scams all around us. When watching our eye candy celebrities we see young people like Lindsey Lohan, Britney Spears, or P.Diddy ate our ages already making millions of dollars. Other television shows like Laguna Beach or My Super Sweet Sixteen allow us to see what money really has to offer and makes my generation believe that they want the newest Prada bag, Louis Vuittan watch, and Armani Exchange shirt. Instead what they fail to notice is how much debt American students are finding themselves in. Between student loans, credit cards, fun nights out, and the shopping craze all over many people in my generation were never taught how to manage our money. A quote from the documentary claims we are going to be the “first generation to do WORSE than our parents.” That statement I hope opens many of my generation’s eyes to want to prove them wrong.
The supposed problem with my generation is we rather have job satisfaction than job security. This issue I have mixed feelings on myself. My generation was never forced to believe the mentality of graduating high school, getting married, and starting a family. Instead, we have been taught to want to go to college, than start our own careers, and later comes the family life. My generation changes jobs more frequently than our parents, but we would rather have satisfaction than stress. The downfall we are unfortunately seeing is instead of “I need to work to put food on the table” my generation thinks “I need to work so I can buy new clothes for my outing this weekend.”
Another topic this documentary covered was sex issues or the general discussion of sex. My generation, which I do find to be true, cares less about saving themselves for “that special person” and is more willing to hook up with just plain friends. Many researchers have proven that the generation I am growing up in is more relaxed about the topic of sex, sexual preference, and being taught the proper lessons and morals involved in sex. Having shows like Sex and the City or Will and Grace has allowed my generation to speak open and learn what we should know, although the topic with our parents has usually been dismissed. Most students my age claim they never got the “birds and the bees” lesson from their parents, but instead learned through friends and the internet. This is a very unsafe statement because my generation tends to have an increase in STDs, AIDs, and higher teenage pregnancy rates. Another topic, which I personally believe is going to be my generation’s next political issue, is gay rights. I believe that we are more open to freedoms of individuals and that is going to be our next huge debate.
Speaking of politics, another topic they discussed was how my generation views the media and news. I was very pleased they threw this into their story because I thought I was the only one who felt too busy to even bother with the news. Many people of my generation, just like myself, believe that the news media is either too biased, too unbelievable, and not relating to our age group. More people my age tune into the Daily Show on Comedy Central than to the actual news stations like CNN or FOX. We believe that if the news is that important it will find us. Now that many of us are reaching 18, research has been said that if an Independent party is ever going to win, this is the generation for it. I feel the same way. We may have been raised liberal or conservative but with other topics, I believe my generation has just become viewed based on personal opinions not by political parties.
In general one can see that we may have our flaws, but we are just changing and adapting to the world around us. With new technologies and fast paced life styles, we have to accommodate and evolve into our own generation. This documentary really opened my eyes to how I can help myself through these issues, but also know I am not alone. I have faith and am very optimistic for my personal future and the future my generation will provide as a whole to each other. Although I have to admit I love my MTV or to go shopping, I also understand how to balance my pay checks and my priorities for school and a career. As we all are growing and learning, I believe my generation has every chance to be even better and stranger than the last and should be interested in this documentary. After all, we are the FUTURE LEADERS OF AMERICA...shouldn't we care?
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[14 Jan 2007|12:07pm] |
In the words of my sister <3
DID I DO IT RIGHT?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING RIGHT NOW?
THINK ABOUT IT.........
TERRIBLE RIGHT? WHAT ARE YOU, SOME TYPE OF LOSER?
IT'S OK THOUGH BECAUSE THERE IS NOTHING ELSE THAT YOU CAN DO DURING THE WEEK AND STILL BE A RESPONSIBLE ADULT.
THAT IS WHAT THE WEEKENDS ARE FOR.
WHEN YOU LEAVE WORK ON FRIDAY, DO NOT CONSIDER GOING OUT, JUST GO.
GET THERE AS EARLY AS POSSIBLE ON FRIDAY AND START PARTYING.
GO OUT, GO CRAZY, AND DO IT AGAIN AND AGAIN ALL THE WAY THROUGH SUNDAY. IF YOU ARE A TRUE WEEKEND WARRIOR YOU MAY EVEN GO TO THE BEST CLUB ON SUNDAY NIGHT AND SLEEP OUT UNTIL MONDAY. THAN DRIVE TO WORK MONDAY MORNING.
WHEN YOU WAKE UP MONDAY MORNING, ASK YOURSELF....DID I DO IT RIGHT?
REMEMBER THE FEELING THAT YOU HAVE WHILE YOU ARE READING THIS RIGHT NOW.
LET THE FEELING TAKE OVER YOU.....NOW THINK OF YOUR NIGHT AHEAD......
DON'T MISS ANOTHER FUN NIGHT OUT, THERE ARE NO EXCUSES!!!!!!!!!
   
What is everyone doing tonight?
Where are the sexy people going to be at?
The fun ones who are going out to get their crunk on?!
What is everyone's choice tonight?
Devaneys, scoops, library, house party?....
WHAT ARE THE PLANS?!??!
Call me <3
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[12 Jan 2007|05:18pm] |
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*****I GOT ACCEPTED INTO UCF'S ROSEN PLAZA!!!!!****
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