In Memory of Cassandra

Women be wise, keep your mouth shut, don't advertise your man Don't sit around gossiping, explaining what your good man really can do Some women nowadays, Lord they ain't no good They will laugh in your face, Then try to steal your man from you Women be wise, keep your mouth shut, don't advertise your man Don't be no fool

Saturday, November 30, 2002

I know a little bit
About a lot of things
But I don't know enough about you
Just when I think you're mine
You try a different line and
Baby, what can I do?

I read the latest news
No buttons on my shoes
Baby, I'm confused about you
You've got me in a spin and
What a spin I'm in
Cause I don't know enough about you

Jack-of-all-trades, master of none
And isn't it a shame
I'm so sure that you'd be good for me
If you'd only play my game

You know I went to school and
I'm nobody's fool
That is to say until I met you
You've got me in a spin and
What a spin I'm in
Cause I don't know enough about you

I know a bit about biology
A little more about psychology
I'm a little gem in geology
But I don't know enough about you

diana krall

sorry if i didnt spell her name right, but im sure that when im famous people will spell my name wrong on occassion as well. Im forgiving them in advance.. so misspell away.

We went to georgetown for thanksgiving.. and it was awwesome. Jim and his two friends Evan and Andrew entertained and cooked for us.(which at times was the same thing) They did a really good job, and I could tell that they were tired but proud at the end of the night.

Thursday I was with my mom and josh and rod and jim and dan and then friday at noon i went with jim and dan and dad around campus.

I missed joe a lot. I knew i would, but i had banked on getting more work done on the car ride there and back, and although thats not directly his fault.. i spent a lot of time looking out the window thinking of our snowless snowday.

I wonder how Jill's thanksgiving went. Her poppy died a month ago, and this will be their first holiday without him. I still miss sprocket a lot, and I dont mean disrespect by mentioning the two together. I just really miss him.

The worst feeling in the world (for me) is feeling like someone doesnt know how much I care about them, and that its my fault they dont know. I dont tell people enough how much i care. "They" say that the way u want to be loved is the way you show other people that you love them... so i guess if a man brings roses home everyday to his wife its because he thinks of gifts as the "im thinking and loving u always" way to show love.. when really all the wife might want is for him to help her clean up or something. So i guess i like verbal affirmation. Its interesting to think about... or maybe its really boring, i can never tell.

"mommy, daddy, dont fight.. mommy- think of snow..
and daddy-think of spring" Joshua Reilly

Wednesday, November 27, 2002

"On the clear understanding that this type of thing can happen shall we dance shall we dance shall we dance?"


I've been to the corner a couple of times, and each time I feel differently the same. I know myself when I take my bike to the corner. Its always an adventure, and I've come to know the bumps in the sidewalk, and not be so disapointed when the dream slab of concrete has cracks and imperfections. I can still make the trip. I've been riding before, so the training wheels are no longer, but as nice as it feels to be riding on my own, Im so much more cautious than i was starting out. I guess its because I've fallen before, and those scars may go away, but they'll be worse if I continue to fall on them.


never settle for the boy who'll live his life in a box... and dont settle for a life u have to live in a box.... u'll meet better boys this way. =-)

but then, he looked into my eyes, and i knew.. he could see me.


Long stem roses are the way to your heart but he needs to start with your head.

We love the all the all of you
Our lands are green and skies are blue
When all in all we're just like you
We love the all of you


But in the meantime.


Nothing I have to say makes sense together with anything else I might have to think. That song made me think about the one acts... how we did them really well ( like the song ) but no one knew what they specifically meant.. although to anyone who cared to think.. it meant something. I talk about the play alot.. almost everything reverts me back to thoughts on the play. Its just one of my favorite things to think about. And I appreciate it when people let me think and talk about it, because no matter how many times I talk about it, each time makes me feel good. Thats why I like to volunteer to listen to people talk about their favorite thing. .. cuz whether they are guitars or boyscout meetings, these are things that make these people i care about happy... and listening to someone talk about what makes them happy.. makes them happy.. and whats better than watching someone u care about get happy? Its the easiest way to make me happy-just watching someone talk about something they love.

Well these random thoughts seem to come together in my head.. damn i was hoping for complete chaos and beauty... i guess i'll just have to settle

i couldnt have dreamed of a better snowless snowday... so to all of u who made it rock... dad, elizabeth, steve and you.... thanks




Monday, November 25, 2002

The Boy is Nuts

He walks around with his head down
afraid to see the world pushing him down
He doesnt mind making a spectacle of himself
so long as no one sees the anger in his eyes

His heart yearns to find another, one just like him
One that wont shut him down, or leave him too high
He just wants to find the one to make his dreams come true
But she isnt where he's looking

No he'll never find her there
Not in his electric chair
He'll have to look elsewhere
For love from one who really cares

All alone in his own world
where no one cares or understands
He doesnt need them, not one of them
But he'll take a few cuz the boy is nuts

the boy is nuts

No he'll never find her there
Not in his electric chair
He'll have to look elsewhere
For love from one who really cares

My fingers sparkle. I worked tonight. I talked to the new guy Josh, he's about 19. At first he made me uneasy because he is so talkative. But now Im at ease with him, and I am starting to like him. He told me that he had wanted to go into the army, and he went to training and earned all these special awards for rifle-ry and whatnot. He's pretty kool. Poor guy was discharged two weeks before graduation because of a busted knee and shin splints. He ran the mile in 5:50... and thats pretty good for his size.. he's a big guy.. stocky... you could hear the pride in his voice.

His passion made me think about teaching, and how kool its gonna be to have my own classroom.. lots of limitations and expectations.. but also lots of free thinking. I just hope I can be a good teacher, and not buckle under the pressure and stress. If i cant do it, I wont.. I would hate to be a lousy teacher my entire life... thats not fair to anyone, not myself, not the kids.

I have a math test tomorrow and i havent really studied yet... oh dear... i'd better get to that before its too late. I have to call NM, and hopefully Mr.R will call... i'll check in later...

happily ever after

Sunday, November 24, 2002

Stand By Me by Ben E. King


When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see
No, I won't be afraid
No, I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand
Stand by me


So darling, darling,
Stand by me
Oh, stand by me
Oh, stand, stand by me
Stand by me


If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
Or the mountains should crumble in the sea
I won't cry, I won't cry
No, I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand
Stand by me


So darling, darling
Stand by me
Oh, stand by me
Oh, stand, stand by me
Stand by me


for joe

I have to work in a little bit. I cant believe its already sunday, this weekend flew by. the good ones always do.

Tonight is the SMS coffee house, and seeing how good the BGA one was, i have high hopes for this one. The only worry I have is that there arent going to be enough acts. Last time I talked to Brian he said that there werent even enough acts to count on your hand. I didnt sign up to do anything, I really didnt have much time to practice anything. Danny is playing his guitar, i think. I cant wait to hear him, he plays around alot, and I know he hasnt been playing long, but i'd love to hear anything by him.

Its cold in my house. cold like touching a building in the wintertime with ur... oh nevermind! lol =-)