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    Saturday, March 25th, 2006
    2:19 pm
    Peace
    שולם
    I think this is how you spell shalom in Hebrew. I am probably wrong though.

    Current Music: Pixies- The happening
    Tuesday, October 4th, 2005
    10:26 am
    Stupid people entry number one
    Someone today walked up to me and was like, 'Hey Lindsay, do you get it at the Canton House? Can you hook me up?" UM NO! I DON'T THANKS!

    Current Music: Moon and Antactica
    Monday, September 26th, 2005
    6:33 pm
    I am pathetic
    I just read my last entry and I am a disgusting nerd.
    6:26 pm
    The West Wing is the greatest....
    I really need to talk to someone to discuss the happenings in yesterdays premeir of THE WEST WING. Aggg.. so much to say! Everyone should clear their schedules on Wednesday, at seven in order to enjoy the most intelligent hour of television on non PBS like networks. Then we can all talk about it so I don't have to just talk to my livejournal.... Whats with CJ having an "affair" and being a mole and then marrying Danny?! Whats with the Josh/Donna situation? And Bartlett is like dead three years later, theres no Stockard Channing!!!! And No Zoe. And Toby goes to Columbia.....It is bizarre, but everyone says Toby greatly resembles my dad.

    Current Music: The very Best of Cream-I love Eric Clapton.
    Sunday, September 25th, 2005
    2:10 pm
    if only Bartlett really WAS president, the world would be a better place...
    West Wing premier Tonight!
    HELLS YES, I know where I'll be at 8 o'clock, watching the most excellent show in television, of course!

    Current Music: Days of Future past
    Tuesday, August 30th, 2005
    7:06 pm
    I am too young.....
    I am saddened. I am going to miss everyone who is leaving. This year is rough, but I cannot fathom what next year will be like. I am going to miss my Valorie so much now that she is leaving... it hasn't quite set in yet. I want to skip Junior and Senior year and leave to college after this year. Graduate class of 2006.

    Current Music: Eleanor Rigby
    Thursday, August 25th, 2005
    6:12 pm
    I love this joke. It is hilarious
    The Rabbi's Hat

    Once, on a very windy day, a rabbi was on his way to the schul.
    Suddenly a strong gust of wind blew his fur hat off his head. The
    rabbi ran after his hat but the wind was so strong it kept blowing his
    hat farther and farther away. He could not catch up with it.

    A young man, a gentile, witnessing this event and being more fit than
    the rabbi, ran after the hat, caught it and handed it over to the
    rabbi. The rabbi was so happy and grateful that he gave the man five
    dollars and put his hand on the man's head and blessed him.

    The young man was very excited about the tip and the blessing and
    decided to go to the racetrack and bet his 5 unexpected dollars.

    After the races the young man returns home and recounted his very
    exciting day at the races to his father. "I arrived at the fifth
    race," said the young man, "looked at the racing program and saw a
    horse by the name of 'Top Hat' running. The odds on the horse were 100
    to 1 ... the longest shot in the field.

    Having received the rabbi's blessing and the 5 dollars and thinking of
    the rabbi's hat and the horse's name being Top Hat, I thought this was
    a message from God, so I bet the entire 5 dollars on this horse. An
    amazing thing happened, the horse that was the longest shot in the
    field and who did not have the slightest chance to even show came in
    first by 5 lengths"

    "You must have made a fortune," said the father.

    "Yes, $500, but wait, it gets better," replied the son. "On the
    following race, I looked at the program. A horse by the name of
    Stetson was running. The odds on the horse were 30 to 1. Stetson being
    some kind of hat and again thinking of the rabbi's blessing and his
    hat, I decided to bet all my winnings on this horse."

    "What happened?" asked the excited father.

    "The horse Stetson won and I collected big money."

    "You mean you brought home all this money?" asked his excited father.

    "No," said the son, "I lost it all on the next race. There was a horse
    in this race named 'Chateau' so I bet all the money on it because the
    horse was the heavy favorite and the name also means hat in French and
    it all started with the rabbi's hat. But the horse broke down and came
    in last"

    Angrilly the father said "hat in French is 'Chapeau' not 'Chateau'.
    You lost all that money because of your ignorance!!!!! Tell me who won
    the race anyway?"

    "A long shot that sounds like it must have been a Japanese
    horse....... it was named 'Yamaka'."

    Current Music: The Doors
    Monday, August 22nd, 2005
    12:00 pm
    Why must you be 43 years old, married with a three year old son?
    Jon Stewart is one of the most brilliant, Attractive, Smart, Funny, Excellent people on the planet. I think.

    Current Music: The Doors
    Tuesday, August 16th, 2005
    4:23 am
    KNOW YOUR ONION!
    Shut out, pimpled and angry.
    I quietly tied all my guts into knots.
    Gave up on trying to make them,
    I figured it'd take them too long to look up and besides...

    It was undeniably clear to me i don't know why
    When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
    I knew what worthless dregs we've always been.

    Lucked out and found my favorite records
    Lying in wait at the birmingham mall.
    The songs that i heard,
    The occasional book
    Were the only fun i ever took.
    And i got on with making myself.
    The trick is just making yourself.

    But when they're parking their cars on your chest
    You've still got a view of the summer sky
    To make it hurt twice when your restless body
    Caves to its whims
    And suddenly struggles to take flight...

    Three thousand miles north east
    I left all my friends at the morning bus stop shaking their heads.
    "what kind of life you dream of? you're allergic to love."
    Yes i know but i must say in my own defense
    It's been undeniably dear to me, i don't know why
    When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
    I knew the worthless dregs we are,
    The selfless, loving saints we are,
    The melting, sliding dice we've always been.

    Perhaps it is a little cliche, but I really like The Shins. A lot. I think that perhaps (I guess I like that word) I myself am allergic to love, and the life I dream of does not include anything involving such. I dream of my own success. some say that would be an unhappy, completely worthless life, but I strongly disagree. Whatever makes you happy makes you happy makes you happy, It doesn't have to fit a mold, like find love,ect. I DON"T BELEIVE IN LOVE!
    My career and life will make me happy. Even if I am "allergic" to love and don't have feelings.
    Life does not revolve around love, that is not the only thing that brings happiness. You can find happiness in a million different places, because "When they're parking cars on your chest, you've still got a veiw of the summer sky."
    I find happiness in my own ways.

    Current Music: The Doors
    Tuesday, July 26th, 2005
    12:37 pm
    Sometimes America Makes Me Sick (actually quite often)
    Yesterday I was extremely sick with my semi annual horrible painful sinus infection and it was horrible. I slept all day, and around nine o' clock I awoke to check my e-mail and watch the daily show. My mother was watching tv when I walked into the living room after dragging myself out of bed. She was watching my least favorite channel that is desecrating our society. MTV. Yuck. She was watching some sick reality show "Laguna Beach: The Real O.C." I felt at that moment more inclined to vomit than I had the entire day.
    Every girl in the show was disgustingly, unnaturally tan, most with bleached hair. Each of them talked and dressed the same to the point that despite the fact their name often appeared at the bottom of the screen I could not tell them apart. It was disgusting. They talked like complete idiots and and had three focuses: partying , members of the opposite sex and shopping.
    They giggled and acted completely ridiculous throwing themselves at guys who treated them like nothing. They would spend hundreds of dollars on shoes that they thought "would look really cute with a mini skirt" obviously with their parents money.
    And, after not seeing someone for a matter of hours, upon being reunited they would screech and hug. I find that disgusting too. Unfortunately a lot of the people I currently know, look up to these types of girls and that is what they try to be.
    After watching this, I was actually for once happy that I am not extremely rich and will actually have to work to get into the college I want to go to and create my own future instead of one of those idiots who have it handed to them by their rich Parents. I also realized that America is pathetic, that these people care more about a six hundred dollar pair of Dior shoes than people who are starving overseas, or even their own education.
    It is disgusting. It is hard to comprehend that I am smarter than a bunch of first year college students.
    Twenty years from now they will be brainless, washed-up, drug addicts who have spent all their money, and and focused REAL women will be changing America for the better.
    We should be laughing at that type of person and lifestyle, not envying it.
    Wednesday, June 22nd, 2005
    9:41 am
    I Love John Lennon! (Lets analyze one of his songs)
    Give Peace a Chance

    Two, One, Two, Three, Four
    ev'rybodys talking about
    Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism
    Ragism, Tagism
    This-ism, That-ism, is-m is-m is-m
    All we are saying is give peace a chance
    All we are saying is give peace a chance
    C'mon
    Ev'ryones talking about ministers
    Sinister, Banister
    And Canister, Bishops, Fishops
    Rabbis and Pop eyes, Bye bye, Bye byes
    All we are saying is give peace a chance
    All we are saying is give peace a chance
    Let me tell you now
    Revolution,evolution, masturbation
    flagellation, regulation, integrations
    mediations, United Nations,
    Congratulations.
    Ev'rybodys talking about
    John and Yoko, Timmy Leary, Rosemary
    Tommy Smothers, Bobby Dylan
    Derek Taylor, Norman Mailer
    Alan Ginsberg, Hare Krishna
    Hare
    Krishna.

    Whenever I listen to this song it makes me want to go out and protest something. It is still (unfortunately) as relevant as it was when John recorded it . I know people think that war is a necessity, but it to let go of the hope for peace is something that we can never let happen, the current war should have and could have been stopped and or prevented. There are many sacrifices people must make for peace, but I feel they are worth the lives and freedoms that would be saved. On another note, I feel the United Nations is a critical tool to achieve peace, but with the appointing of John Bolton, a man who hates the very institution he is supposed to be representing, we are killing our chances for peace from the inside out. (I heart Alan Ginsberg.)

    Current Music: The John Lennon Collection
    Tuesday, June 21st, 2005
    9:49 am
    Lets analyze More Beatle Songs!
    Don't Pass Me By I listen for your footsteps Coming up the drive Listen for your footsteps But they don't arrive Waiting for your knock dear at my old front door. Does it mean you don't love me anymore. I hear the clock a'ticking On the mantel shelf I see the hands a' moving But I'm by myself I wonder where you are tonight And why I'm by myself I don't see you Does it mean you don't love me anymore. Don't pass me by don't make me cry don't make me blue 'Cause you know darling I love only you You'll never know it hurt me so How I hate to see you go. Don't pass me by don't make me cry I'm sorry that I doubted you I was so unfair You were in a car crash And you lost your hair You said that would be late About an hour or two I said that that was alright I'm waiting here Waiting here for you. Poor Ringo.... He is definatly my favorite Beatle. I think he was also the most normal Beatle. I also like George, And I feel bad for him because Eric Clapton "stole" his wife, and that is sad. (But who would you rather go out with "The quiet Beatle" or "God") I think John was a genius. I hate Paul. I absolutely HATE Paul. This song was the only song Ringo wrote on the White Album, and it kind or confuses me. My first feeling is to feel bad for him because he is being used by his girl friend but then I realize he is more of a pathetic stalker.....hmm. But anyway I think the last part about being in a car crash shows that he is a needy psychoic freak. I still love you Ringo.

    Current Music: Hey Jude
    Monday, June 20th, 2005
    7:06 pm
    Lets Analyze Beatle Songs! Yah!
    While My Guitar Gently Weeps

    I look at you and see the love there that's sleeping
    While my guitar gently weeps
    I look at the floor and see it needs sweeping.
    Still my guitar gently weeps.
    I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love.
    I don't know how someone controlled you
    They bought and sold you.

    I look at the world and I notice it's turning
    While my guitar gently weeps
    With every mistake we must surely be learning
    Still my guitar gently weeps
    I don't know how you were diverted
    I don't know how you were inverted
    No one alerted you

    I look at you and see all the love there that's sleeping
    While my guitar gently weeps
    Look at you all.....
    Still my guitar gently weeps.

    I read over all my entries and realized they were all bizarre and boring. I feel as though I should be saying something deep about my life, so umm... I decided to pick a daily song and analyze it.
    What was George trying to say when we wrote this song?
    The obvious answer would be that the guitar is the one steady thing in his life, that it has always been there for him despite all the changes in the world, or that it is what means the most to him. Perhaps this is supposed to reflect feelings of neglect on most aspects of his life, while his music has taken complete control over him. After all, that is what everyone remembers Mr. Harrison for, isn't it?

    Current Mood: contemplative
    Current Music: While my Guitar gently Weeps ( um that was obvious)
    Friday, June 3rd, 2005
    4:26 pm
    FAA
    SO I have a question, Why is there an FCA, Fellowship of Christian Athletes, but not a Fellowship of Jewish Athletes, or Fellowship of Athiest or Agnostic Athletes (that would be me) or FHA (no, not Future Homemakers of America that is disgusting and degrading to women) But wheres the Fellowship of Hindu Athletes, or Fellowship of Muslim Athletes? FMA. And what do you do at a FCA meeting? How do sports and religon mix? Is it tips for how to properly smack someone with a rosary while playing soccer? Hmmmm, I'm intrigued.
    Wednesday, May 18th, 2005
    4:50 pm
    My hopes for the future?
    I want to live in the city with no friends or family, I want to look out the window of my color T.V. I want to remember to remember to forget that you've forgotton me, I want to look out the window of my color T.V.
    Tuesday, May 17th, 2005
    2:27 pm
    The sun does it just to spite me
    Have you ever noticed that its only sunny on days that you are either sick, or have previous commitments and can't do anything fun outside?
    Monday, May 2nd, 2005
    5:34 pm
    bah
    Wednesday, April 27th, 2005
    7:30 pm
    Merph
    Merphl Merphl Merphl
    2:32 pm
    Neil Young
    I caught you knockin' on my cellar door, I love you baby can I have some more, Oh the damage done hit the city and I lost my band, I saw the needle take another man, ohhh the damage done.
    I wrote the song because I love the man, I know that some of you don't understand, milk blood to keep from, running out. I've seen the needle and the damage done, a little part of it in everyone. But every Junkies like a setting sun.........

    Neil Young is a genius, I am extremely glad he didn't die of a brain aneurism. (More on this later)
    Tuesday, April 26th, 2005
    6:59 pm
    The Mysterious world of the NARWHAL
    I am incredibly bord. I need something to do that doesn't involve school, activities, sports or a college application. I'm going crazy worrying about my grade point average, my non-advanced classes and everything......BBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!\
    I am definatley looking forward to Robert day ( the 30th) and the fun festivities involving that day.
    Robert,Robert, Robert,Robert,Robert,Robert,Robert, Robert,Robert,Robert,Robert,Robert,Robert.

    Were you aware that the Narwhal lives in the arctic ocean off of Northern Alaska and Eastern Russia. They have a large horn, up to six feet long. These large horns are actually a tooth, not hair as most people believe they are made of. The males ofter "fight" with their horns. No one knows quite why they do this fighting ritual. It could be anything from fighting over territory to a scatching and itching activity.
    NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! ! !! ! ! ! !
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