Kaitlyn
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I’m Kaiti. I love to party. But I love to write more than ANYTHING. I think it’s ironic, because when I write- Im just like…I can’t even do this anymore. I have a weird/working/brain. I’m Like….WHOA! I play soccer…I’m coaching a little team; 8-10 yr. old
Age: 18
Gender: F
Location: Florida
Favorite color: Pink
birthday: September 15, 1989
thing i love most: COMMENTS!
Sports: soccer, cross country
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Life: pay it forward
Posted 3/5/2007 1:04:25 PM
Yes. This is all about paying it forward. Maybe sometimes life doesn’t work out the way you want it to. Some things go wrong all the time. Life doesn’t just work out the way you might want it to. Life has problems. Problems more about your thoughts, your precision, working is only a little part of what we call life. The more we want the world to be better, the more we’ll want to make it happen. This way it might work:
I’m working on helping 3 people. I’m only on my first person. Someone should pay it forward to 3 other people. Do a favor for 3 other people and they need to be huge favors. After you do that favor for one of those people, tell them they need to ‘pay it forward’. Tell them to do a favor for 3 other people. The more people that do favors for 3 other people, the better life will be for everyone.
Let’s make this work. It’d be a great.
Posted 3/5/2007 1:04:25 PM
Yes. This is all about paying it forward. Maybe sometimes life doesn’t work out the way you want it to. Some things go wrong all the time. Life doesn’t just work out the way you might want it to. Life has problems. Problems more about your thoughts, your precision, working is only a little part of what we call life. The more we want the world to be better, the more we’ll want to make it happen. This way it might work:
I’m working on helping 3 people. I’m only on my first person. Someone should pay it forward to 3 other people. Do a favor for 3 other people and they need to be huge favors. After you do that favor for one of those people, tell them they need to ‘pay it forward’. Tell them to do a favor for 3 other people. The more people that do favors for 3 other people, the better life will be for everyone.
Let’s make this work. It’d be a great.
Life: Wow
Posted 1/12/2007 11:09:17 AM
We don't have it yet, so we can't use it yet- dumbass.
lol.
I'm bored.
I'm in class.
I think this one guy needs help.
I love myspace.
I got a new purse the other day.
I love to eat.
but I'm not fat....
Of course.
Anyways.........................
I wanna get my nails done pretty soon.
I think like....
Saturday...or Monday....
IDK!
I love to eat at home.
--K. Rodgers
#19
Posted 1/12/2007 11:09:17 AM
We don't have it yet, so we can't use it yet- dumbass.
lol.
I'm bored.
I'm in class.
I think this one guy needs help.
I love myspace.
I got a new purse the other day.
I love to eat.
but I'm not fat....
Of course.
Anyways.........................
I wanna get my nails done pretty soon.
I think like....
Saturday...or Monday....
IDK!
I love to eat at home.
--K. Rodgers
#19
Life: It's cold...ReMix
Posted 12/20/2006 10:21:58 AM
|2365|
The numbers of life.
The numbers of the ring,
And the numbers of the article.
Some say it’s a combination of 360 flipped backwards downway.
W o w.
Many say things.
None are admiring.
N0N3.
?|?|?|This is a five star 6|?|?|?
Think about it.
A b o u t everything.
E v e r y t h i n g isn’t much, right?
I mean…right.
&&no you can’t depend on pens to do all the writing.
Not even PeNciLS.
/YePyupYep/
Stories aren’t right.
Nor WRONG.
%^& &%)@%(__!%$#**
Recount your thoughts.
…1…2…3…4…6…12...15…19…
Just right.
Maybe left.
Go up.
Go take a walk.
Laught it out.
After the jog first though.
Mindbending……
Quit.--K.Rodgers
Posted 12/20/2006 10:21:58 AM
|2365|
The numbers of life.
The numbers of the ring,
And the numbers of the article.
Some say it’s a combination of 360 flipped backwards downway.
W o w.
Many say things.
None are admiring.
N0N3.
?|?|?|This is a five star 6|?|?|?
Think about it.
A b o u t everything.
E v e r y t h i n g isn’t much, right?
I mean…right.
&&no you can’t depend on pens to do all the writing.
Not even PeNciLS.
/YePyupYep/
Stories aren’t right.
Nor WRONG.
%^& &%)@%(__!%$#**
Recount your thoughts.
…1…2…3…4…6…12...15…19…
Just right.
Maybe left.
Go up.
Go take a walk.
Laught it out.
After the jog first though.
Mindbending……
Quit.--K.Rodgers
Random: [^_^]
Posted 12/20/2006 9:58:58 AM
How sick is this?
I was in the kitchen.
I looked around.
There was a bird.
I was there.
It was there.
It’s not just it.
It’s it.
I mean….it.
When I think about it-
It’s like….
It.
I mean...it’s not IT,
But it’s a bird.
Which is it.
Idk.
This is how my mind works.
I know….
It’s pretty weird.
No...not it
But it.
My brain.
The whole time I’ve been talking about it.
Was it my brain or the bird?
I think it was just it.
Really this is how my brain works.
I need a new brain.
~ ~ ~
[^_^]
K. Rodgers
Posted 12/20/2006 9:58:58 AM
How sick is this?
I was in the kitchen.
I looked around.
There was a bird.
I was there.
It was there.
It’s not just it.
It’s it.
I mean….it.
When I think about it-
It’s like….
It.
I mean...it’s not IT,
But it’s a bird.
Which is it.
Idk.
This is how my mind works.
I know….
It’s pretty weird.
No...not it
But it.
My brain.
The whole time I’ve been talking about it.
Was it my brain or the bird?
I think it was just it.
Really this is how my brain works.
I need a new brain.
~ ~ ~
[^_^]
K. Rodgers
Random: write to read
Posted 12/19/2006 8:29:52 AM
Writers write so readers can read. It’s a simple piece of information. That the way it goes these days. Or actually- maybe that’s the way it has always gone. When I write- I just open up my life and just let random people in. It’s like having another life. It’s like- living….more than I should be. In a way it’s really wrong, but it’s really, really right. Why not everyone write? Well- we really need readers. Everyone needs at least one fan of the writer’s writing. The best thing about writing is: when I write my first draft, I look over it- I read it, and it has so many little mistakes- and it’s GREAT. I usually start out the third sentence out with ’and’ or ‘but’, that makes the whole sentence kind of shaky though. So I have the same exactly mistake OVER AND OVER AND OVER in the SAME PLACE. It’s horrifying, but it’s true. That’s the way I work though.
Posted 12/19/2006 8:29:52 AM
Writers write so readers can read. It’s a simple piece of information. That the way it goes these days. Or actually- maybe that’s the way it has always gone. When I write- I just open up my life and just let random people in. It’s like having another life. It’s like- living….more than I should be. In a way it’s really wrong, but it’s really, really right. Why not everyone write? Well- we really need readers. Everyone needs at least one fan of the writer’s writing. The best thing about writing is: when I write my first draft, I look over it- I read it, and it has so many little mistakes- and it’s GREAT. I usually start out the third sentence out with ’and’ or ‘but’, that makes the whole sentence kind of shaky though. So I have the same exactly mistake OVER AND OVER AND OVER in the SAME PLACE. It’s horrifying, but it’s true. That’s the way I work though.
Life: Log in
Posted 12/18/2006 8:52:27 AM
I can watch not even a half of a movie and write a perfect 5 page essay about it. Yet, when I try to analyze my life, I’m always wrong. I am wrong with a passion. I try to make it work out the way I want it to, and the way it should. It just isn’t right. I live right. I try to help everyone else live right. This is just me writing about nothing just now. I am sitting in a chair, interpreting other people’s moves, and it’s weird how other people move around like they don’t even think about anything. I can take my 7 year old nephew to the park, and construe his moves, thoughts, and emotions, and I can’t even figure out why my life is the way it is. I think about what life would be like if I was someone else reading my life. Example: I was my best friend, looking at Kaiti’s life. That would be devastating. I would try to give myself some tips. But yet I can help some other people with their lives, but not myself. I try to think about what it would be like to not be me though. It would be so weird. I wouldn’t even know what to do. I have a ball in life so far. It’s great. But what happens when it all stops? Well- all I have to answer that question of mine: I’ll have to live to the fullest and live like it’s the best day of my life…everyday. As for the one question that I have no idea where to find the answer (What will come of my life in the end?) I have only a bit of control of that, my friend, only a little.
Posted 12/18/2006 8:52:27 AM
I can watch not even a half of a movie and write a perfect 5 page essay about it. Yet, when I try to analyze my life, I’m always wrong. I am wrong with a passion. I try to make it work out the way I want it to, and the way it should. It just isn’t right. I live right. I try to help everyone else live right. This is just me writing about nothing just now. I am sitting in a chair, interpreting other people’s moves, and it’s weird how other people move around like they don’t even think about anything. I can take my 7 year old nephew to the park, and construe his moves, thoughts, and emotions, and I can’t even figure out why my life is the way it is. I think about what life would be like if I was someone else reading my life. Example: I was my best friend, looking at Kaiti’s life. That would be devastating. I would try to give myself some tips. But yet I can help some other people with their lives, but not myself. I try to think about what it would be like to not be me though. It would be so weird. I wouldn’t even know what to do. I have a ball in life so far. It’s great. But what happens when it all stops? Well- all I have to answer that question of mine: I’ll have to live to the fullest and live like it’s the best day of my life…everyday. As for the one question that I have no idea where to find the answer (What will come of my life in the end?) I have only a bit of control of that, my friend, only a little.
Life: Can We Get Them Plugged In, Please.
Posted 12/6/2006 7:32:38 AM
I always think my life is just like a classical opus. Sometimes, it makes me happy. Things happen and people do alot of stupid things. The would be the part in the opus where it's kinda like in an autumn seasonal sound, kinda calm. But it gets really fast. That's when my life is like i live in New York. But in the end, it always comes together. And That's the good part in life. Where it's just the part where I can live life, and have bad luck at the same time. Photos are really good. but LIFE is the begining of the best story that you can ev er write. If you start to write a book, don't you always want to finish it? I don't quite know where I'm going with this blog. But I think it has to do with living and living right. Not all people can calculate life. It's a gift. So next time you take a walk outside, look around and try to figure out what you want to do that day. But more importantly: make out W H Y you want to do it.
Posted 12/6/2006 7:32:38 AM
I always think my life is just like a classical opus. Sometimes, it makes me happy. Things happen and people do alot of stupid things. The would be the part in the opus where it's kinda like in an autumn seasonal sound, kinda calm. But it gets really fast. That's when my life is like i live in New York. But in the end, it always comes together. And That's the good part in life. Where it's just the part where I can live life, and have bad luck at the same time. Photos are really good. but LIFE is the begining of the best story that you can ev er write. If you start to write a book, don't you always want to finish it? I don't quite know where I'm going with this blog. But I think it has to do with living and living right. Not all people can calculate life. It's a gift. So next time you take a walk outside, look around and try to figure out what you want to do that day. But more importantly: make out W H Y you want to do it.
my secret friend.....
Posted 11/6/2006 9:25:03 AM
IDK who it is....but they keep leaving me notes and flowers like...everywhere i go. It's not like...scary, but it's somewhat weird...it makes me wonder who it could be! And it's bothering me because i really wanna know who it is!! This has been going on for like 3 weeks now....idk..it's funny in a way! idk...
Posted 11/6/2006 9:25:03 AM
IDK who it is....but they keep leaving me notes and flowers like...everywhere i go. It's not like...scary, but it's somewhat weird...it makes me wonder who it could be! And it's bothering me because i really wanna know who it is!! This has been going on for like 3 weeks now....idk..it's funny in a way! idk...
Random: stop making fun of my unicorn.
Posted 10/9/2006 8:29:24 AM
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..........i like it..............
..........i think it's pretty....
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Posted 10/9/2006 8:29:24 AM
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..........i like it..............
..........i think it's pretty....
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Good times: This is not cosmotology class.
Posted 10/9/2006 8:17:13 AM
Ummmm…
So homecoming was two nights ago.
It was great!
I didn’t have a date because I had said no to all of them.
And so when I walked to the entrance,
I decided I wanted one.
So I asked to school’s coolest line backer, Alex.
He surprisingly said yes,
And I had a date4!
We spent most of the night dancing and lying on the ground.
It was fun!
Just thought I’d tell you that!!
So BYE!!!
Posted 10/9/2006 8:17:13 AM
Ummmm…
So homecoming was two nights ago.
It was great!
I didn’t have a date because I had said no to all of them.
And so when I walked to the entrance,
I decided I wanted one.
So I asked to school’s coolest line backer, Alex.
He surprisingly said yes,
And I had a date4!
We spent most of the night dancing and lying on the ground.
It was fun!
Just thought I’d tell you that!!
So BYE!!!
WhOaaAaaaA
Posted 10/3/2006 8:50:30 AM
You know what? I believe there's another world, like....not another WORLd, but another planet with other kinds of people on it. I don't think us humans were the only people/things He put on the earth. I think He thought about all the other planets too. Not such as mars or anyplace we've been to. But maybe Jupiter. And hey: there might be aliens on the Earth. But if there was, I don't think we'd even know it. And if I knew the peoson I was talking to was an alien, I wouldn't call them out. I'd be like...hey...let's hang, i'll teach you, you teach me...YEAH! lol! But who knows, maybe I'm jsut crazy. I bet that's what you think right now though, huh? No telling what's up with Jupiter, or Pluto. I don't know, i think i'm losing it. this all started out when I was laying in a feild, all by myself, looking at the wonderful water in the air. (the clouds) In other words, i still think there are aliens on another planet.
Posted 10/3/2006 8:50:30 AM
You know what? I believe there's another world, like....not another WORLd, but another planet with other kinds of people on it. I don't think us humans were the only people/things He put on the earth. I think He thought about all the other planets too. Not such as mars or anyplace we've been to. But maybe Jupiter. And hey: there might be aliens on the Earth. But if there was, I don't think we'd even know it. And if I knew the peoson I was talking to was an alien, I wouldn't call them out. I'd be like...hey...let's hang, i'll teach you, you teach me...YEAH! lol! But who knows, maybe I'm jsut crazy. I bet that's what you think right now though, huh? No telling what's up with Jupiter, or Pluto. I don't know, i think i'm losing it. this all started out when I was laying in a feild, all by myself, looking at the wonderful water in the air. (the clouds) In other words, i still think there are aliens on another planet.
Life: *CHI*
Posted 9/29/2006 8:52:07 AM
Not only am I stoked that I get to go back home next year, but I am happy that I had a great time last night. He (Don) was such a gentleman. I loved it. It’s hard to find a guy who cares about your feelings and loves to hold you, and is funny, and just wants you…you know? And I’m really happy to have that. I’m really happy to be in a place where I can just be free, be myself, and not have to be shy about anything. I was never shy, but I guess all that kinda, almost changed when I met Don. He’s the sweetest guy I’ve ever been with.
About next year, it will not be my senior year, but my junior year in high school, but I’ll be happy to say that I’ll be back in Alabama, with all my friends and a lot of my other brothers and sisters just totally left my mom. But I mean- they quit talking to her when they left. I won’t do that, I’ll probably call my mama everynight. Who knows. I’m really close to my mom. It’s just something that has to be kept till our very last day.
I love life.
At this point.
Posted 9/29/2006 8:52:07 AM
Not only am I stoked that I get to go back home next year, but I am happy that I had a great time last night. He (Don) was such a gentleman. I loved it. It’s hard to find a guy who cares about your feelings and loves to hold you, and is funny, and just wants you…you know? And I’m really happy to have that. I’m really happy to be in a place where I can just be free, be myself, and not have to be shy about anything. I was never shy, but I guess all that kinda, almost changed when I met Don. He’s the sweetest guy I’ve ever been with.
About next year, it will not be my senior year, but my junior year in high school, but I’ll be happy to say that I’ll be back in Alabama, with all my friends and a lot of my other brothers and sisters just totally left my mom. But I mean- they quit talking to her when they left. I won’t do that, I’ll probably call my mama everynight. Who knows. I’m really close to my mom. It’s just something that has to be kept till our very last day.
I love life.
At this point.
Life: Wowzahhhhhhh
Posted 9/28/2006 9:07:04 AM
So i am crazy, i act crazy...ALRIGHT!!!!!!!!! i know i need help sometyimes....but you know what....i don't care anymore, i just live life like it is!!! and no one can tell me otherwise....!!!! i know i might like to dirty dance, or have fun too much.....but oooooooo well!
I LOVE MY FRIENDS ON NEWBLOG!!!
Kaitlyn Rose
Posted 9/28/2006 9:07:04 AM
So i am crazy, i act crazy...ALRIGHT!!!!!!!!! i know i need help sometyimes....but you know what....i don't care anymore, i just live life like it is!!! and no one can tell me otherwise....!!!! i know i might like to dirty dance, or have fun too much.....but oooooooo well!
I LOVE MY FRIENDS ON NEWBLOG!!!
Kaitlyn Rose
Nerves Rattle
Posted 9/11/2006 9:09:18 AM
Hmmmm.
Today ….I’m edgy.
Nothing to give.
Nothing to lose.
This is a world of hate…
Gone incredibly wrong.
Though indeed you think it’s all different.
But it’s al the same.
What does your mind say, what does it giggle about?
You must not.
You cannot.
You might not.
You may.
IDC.
Just pPpPlease don’t make the wrong choice.
Posted 9/11/2006 9:09:18 AM
Hmmmm.
Today ….I’m edgy.
Nothing to give.
Nothing to lose.
This is a world of hate…
Gone incredibly wrong.
Though indeed you think it’s all different.
But it’s al the same.
What does your mind say, what does it giggle about?
You must not.
You cannot.
You might not.
You may.
IDC.
Just pPpPlease don’t make the wrong choice.
his story II
Posted 9/7/2006 9:20:16 AM
Two minutes away from the corner of Brine and 6th, and he’s still thinking about what’s missing from his life. Nothing but thought’s and way too much. But perceptibly, there’s been a black, visible truck behind him for the most evident time. He changes his thoughts from 3 to 1, and turns on County Ln.
Parking on the side of the street, he sees Jackie impatiently looking at the clock and tapping her spoon in her coffee. She looked at the window when she saw him getting out of his car and she got up to greet him.
“Hello, Mr. Oh I’ll be late and still get away with it-“ “I have been waiting for you for the longest time it feels like. Where have you been?” She asked.
“I was thinking when I got home from the store and I guess my mind just got off track. I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, sure you are-” She said as she got her jacket and paced it in his car ”sure you are.”
“So where am I taking you to? Your place? My place? Maybe…Doug’s?”
Posted 9/7/2006 9:20:16 AM
Two minutes away from the corner of Brine and 6th, and he’s still thinking about what’s missing from his life. Nothing but thought’s and way too much. But perceptibly, there’s been a black, visible truck behind him for the most evident time. He changes his thoughts from 3 to 1, and turns on County Ln.
Parking on the side of the street, he sees Jackie impatiently looking at the clock and tapping her spoon in her coffee. She looked at the window when she saw him getting out of his car and she got up to greet him.
“Hello, Mr. Oh I’ll be late and still get away with it-“ “I have been waiting for you for the longest time it feels like. Where have you been?” She asked.
“I was thinking when I got home from the store and I guess my mind just got off track. I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, sure you are-” She said as she got her jacket and paced it in his car ”sure you are.”
“So where am I taking you to? Your place? My place? Maybe…Doug’s?”
Random: His Story I
Posted 9/6/2006 8:47:14 AM
As he walks into his tight, heated living room with his right hand in his pocket and left holding a phone, he realized that he was missing something. Not just that he was missing something, just that his life was missing something. He had no idea what at this point, but be insured that he’ll be troubled until it gets to his head, until he makes it happen.
He makes his way to the end of his longass hallway, and he forgets that he was supposed to pick his friend, Jackie, up from work to take her to get coffee. He’s 25 minutes late. ‘What’s the point in driving all the way over there, if I’m already late?’ He wonders when he picks up his keys and gathers his jacket from his closet. ‘Maybe something might happen and she’ll cancel.’ He thought as he grabbed his cell phone from the table.
Posted 9/6/2006 8:47:14 AM
As he walks into his tight, heated living room with his right hand in his pocket and left holding a phone, he realized that he was missing something. Not just that he was missing something, just that his life was missing something. He had no idea what at this point, but be insured that he’ll be troubled until it gets to his head, until he makes it happen.
He makes his way to the end of his longass hallway, and he forgets that he was supposed to pick his friend, Jackie, up from work to take her to get coffee. He’s 25 minutes late. ‘What’s the point in driving all the way over there, if I’m already late?’ He wonders when he picks up his keys and gathers his jacket from his closet. ‘Maybe something might happen and she’ll cancel.’ He thought as he grabbed his cell phone from the table.
Life: It's cold.
Posted 9/6/2006 8:15:20 AM
|2365|
The numbers of life.
The numbers of the ring,
And the numbers of the article.
Many say things.
None are admiring.
Think about it.
A b o u t everything.
E v e r y t h i n g isn’t much, right?
Stories aren’t right.
Nor WRONG.
%^&
Recount your thoughts.
Just right.
Maybe left.
Mindbending……
Quit.
Posted 9/6/2006 8:15:20 AM
|2365|
The numbers of life.
The numbers of the ring,
And the numbers of the article.
Many say things.
None are admiring.
Think about it.
A b o u t everything.
E v e r y t h i n g isn’t much, right?
Stories aren’t right.
Nor WRONG.
%^&
Recount your thoughts.
Just right.
Maybe left.
Mindbending……
Quit.
Random: Hey!
Posted 9/5/2006 9:05:06 AM
Well, not much to say right now. I am oh so bored! People are so amazed by my thought process. I don' tknow why. I may call someone a fetchup face...I just came up with it. Don't ask...I need some help sometime. Mama is very sick right know. I wish I could help her get better. But no....I try though. ANyways....School is very ....I MEAN VERY, boring .....all i can do to help this problem...is sleep.....
|ZZZ|
|ZZZ|
-Kaiti
Posted 9/5/2006 9:05:06 AM
Well, not much to say right now. I am oh so bored! People are so amazed by my thought process. I don' tknow why. I may call someone a fetchup face...I just came up with it. Don't ask...I need some help sometime. Mama is very sick right know. I wish I could help her get better. But no....I try though. ANyways....School is very ....I MEAN VERY, boring .....all i can do to help this problem...is sleep.....
|ZZZ|
|ZZZ|
-Kaiti
FeedBack
pete
4/13/2008 12:57:55 PM
hi
Lazybones
2/23/2007 2:27:52 AM
hey ms rogers! How's my favorite weird girl doing? I'm quitting my job to become a musician. What's new with you?
shawn
2/2/2007 11:51:43 PM
have a great weekend
Lazybones
1/31/2007 1:12:57 PM
take two!
Lazybones
1/31/2007 1:09:22 PM
haha, that was too big obviously ;)
Lazybones
1/31/2007 1:08:51 PM
Lazybones
1/11/2007 7:19:00 PM
hey miss rogers - r we gonna get a new blog from you anytime soon?
anyhow, hope you got some cool toys for xmas and had fun on new years eve
who_am_i
1/5/2007 9:42:06 PM
hope the new year is going as you'd like.
Lazybones
1/2/2007 12:59:39 AM
thanks, have a great year - do well in school
shawn
12/24/2006 12:17:31 AM
have a wondeful day and merry christmas my friend
shawn
12/22/2006 1:26:40 AM
have a great weekend
shawn
12/21/2006 1:31:05 AM
have a great day.
Lazybones
12/20/2006 4:37:44 PM
so ya, yer weird, but so what? Weirdness is just your creative energy doing a little dance.
Lazybones
12/20/2006 4:20:27 PM
hey K - i posted a little blog for you :)
Lazybones
12/20/2006 4:17:33 PM
haha its cool tho - nothing wrong about being different! When I was in high school, I used to write poetry in black marker all the way up my arm in math class. Why? Why the fuck not! that's why :)
Lazybones
12/9/2006 12:37:51 AM
cool, lemme know what you think
Lazybones
12/6/2006 3:51:13 PM
thanks for your thoughtful comment. Isn't it true how we rarely get what you think we want, but almost always get what we never knew we needed... ;)
Lazybones
12/6/2006 3:40:17 PM
You should check out a book called Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder. i think you'd really enjoy it :)
Lazybones
12/5/2006 5:40:28 PM
sure - dreams can definitely become tangible. Have you ever had a lucid dream? where you wake up in your dream and are conscious...
Lazybones
12/1/2006 2:24:45 PM
hehe, i think i just killed the word "weird"
4/13/2008 12:57:55 PM
hi
Lazybones
2/23/2007 2:27:52 AM
hey ms rogers! How's my favorite weird girl doing? I'm quitting my job to become a musician. What's new with you?
shawn
2/2/2007 11:51:43 PM
have a great weekend
Lazybones
1/31/2007 1:12:57 PM
take two!
Lazybones
1/31/2007 1:09:22 PM
haha, that was too big obviously ;)
Lazybones
1/31/2007 1:08:51 PM
Lazybones
1/11/2007 7:19:00 PM
hey miss rogers - r we gonna get a new blog from you anytime soon?
anyhow, hope you got some cool toys for xmas and had fun on new years eve
who_am_i
1/5/2007 9:42:06 PM
hope the new year is going as you'd like.
Lazybones
1/2/2007 12:59:39 AM
thanks, have a great year - do well in school
shawn
12/24/2006 12:17:31 AM
have a wondeful day and merry christmas my friend
shawn
12/22/2006 1:26:40 AM
have a great weekend
shawn
12/21/2006 1:31:05 AM
have a great day.
Lazybones
12/20/2006 4:37:44 PM
so ya, yer weird, but so what? Weirdness is just your creative energy doing a little dance.
Lazybones
12/20/2006 4:20:27 PM
hey K - i posted a little blog for you :)
Lazybones
12/20/2006 4:17:33 PM
haha its cool tho - nothing wrong about being different! When I was in high school, I used to write poetry in black marker all the way up my arm in math class. Why? Why the fuck not! that's why :)
Lazybones
12/9/2006 12:37:51 AM
cool, lemme know what you think
Lazybones
12/6/2006 3:51:13 PM
thanks for your thoughtful comment. Isn't it true how we rarely get what you think we want, but almost always get what we never knew we needed... ;)
Lazybones
12/6/2006 3:40:17 PM
You should check out a book called Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder. i think you'd really enjoy it :)
Lazybones
12/5/2006 5:40:28 PM
sure - dreams can definitely become tangible. Have you ever had a lucid dream? where you wake up in your dream and are conscious...
Lazybones
12/1/2006 2:24:45 PM
hehe, i think i just killed the word "weird"
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