| for little laughs |
[Mar. 18th, 2006|02:29 pm] |
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| |  indifferent | ] |
| [ | music |
| | satisfaction - benny benassi | ] |
The President, First Lady and Dick Cheney were flying on Air Force One. George looked at Laura, chuckled and said, "You know, I could throw a $1,000 bill out of the window right now and make somebody very happy."
Laura shrugged her shoulders and replied, "I could throw ten $100 bills out of the window and make ten people very happy."
Cheney added, "That being the case, I could throw one hundred $10 bills out of the window and make a hundred people very happy."
Hearing their exchange, the pilot rolled his eyes and said to his co-pilot, "Such big-shots back there. Hell, I could throw all of them out of the window and make 56 million people very happy. |
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| i'm questioning the benevolence of humanity |
[Dec. 21st, 2005|01:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  waaay tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | kanye west - addiction | ] |
i have a story.
so basically, a security guard walks into mrs. laramay's room holding a kitten. of course she takes it in - she loves animals. what she told us is that somebody had locked the kitten in their locker at school and the security guard heard it meowing and broke the locker open to find it panicking in the locker.
the classroom reaction was, obvoiusly, "its so cute! how adorable! how can anybody be so mean?" the females especially fought tooth and nail over who was to keep the cat, myself included.
now my question is this: we pass homeless people on the street everyday. we pass by people locked up in jails, asylums, or just living on the street because they have no where else to go. how many of us wold take them into our home? would we fight over a homeless person who did nothing to deserve living on the street, losing his family?
if someone can lock up a cute little kitten, it's inevitable that we lock up other beings forunsubstantial reasons.
what i'm not saying is that everybody deserves better than that - i'm sure many of the homeless people are on the street completely out of their own laziness and stupidity. maybe this one got his security number hacked and all his money robbed from him - we all know that there isnt much the bank can do in those situations. but at the same time, maybe he dropped out of high school and started doing herione, never got a job, and is on the street because he never made an attempt to be anywhere else.
we cannot judge by one glance. maybe the kitten was psycho. i'm not saying it deserved to be locked up - i wanted to take it home, too!
but there are just so many circumstances.
now on another note - this is alana powell and i at my first birthday party. doesnt everybody see the look she is giving me? do you see that face, that disgusting face, the distrust of sharing arms with her mother? "what are you doing in MY momma's arms, hooker?" THIS is what i've had to deal with since day 1 of life.
and this is my beautiful godson, Reilke. he's back in italy for christmas but he'll be visiting me in spring.
peace |
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[Jul. 25th, 2005|03:54 pm] |
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I DANCED ONSTAGE WITH BECK LAST FRIDAY.
BECK, YOU ARE EXTRAORDINARY.
basically, it was the best night of my life so far. everythng Beck did was incredible. every song he played was a million times better live than on any CD. for the whole night, ella, julia and i were at the very front of the very front of the very front. we had pit tickets and we were ON THE RAIL. there was nothing between us and beck except for security and the stage. no people, everybody was behind us. we were pretty fucking happy. Beck was just awesome. i think the reason he is so brilliant is because he makes all different kinds of music - well, he plays SO many different instruments - and he can pull off anything he wants. anyway, the concert ended with "E-Pro" and as he and the band were waling offstage, the crowd picked up the "NAH-NAH-NAHNAHNAHNAH-NAAAH"s on rythmto the point where it was so fast and so loud that he and his band came back onstage for the encore. DURING the encore, security started pulling a few of us kids from the audience onstage and there were about 13 of us just dancing like hell crazy mad with beck and his band onstage. everything was heightened to the umpteenth power. just standing a foot away from Beck made me feel like i was floating on cloud 9. (thank you, Dante)... so while dancing onstage, i got to shake hips with Beck and i was singing so loudly and he walked over to our little threesome, and while dancing with us, he ran his fingers through julia's newly dyed red streaked hair during the part of the song that sang "I'll comb your hair..." and she was fucking thrilled. after the show, i shook his hand and said "Beck, you're extraordinary. you did a great show." and he put his other hand on top of our already shaking hands and said "Thank you, but YOU were great." whatever he was talking about, i was SO ecstatic. just looking at him i realized he has the aura of a character in a dream.
CLAP HANDS.
-robyn |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 4th, 2005|02:01 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  exhausted | ] |
| [ | music |
| | stricken | ] |
i've been feeling very raw lately.
i dont know, should "raw" be good or bad? i just fel like i havent been hiding anything about myself, or exaggerating things about myself either. (not too muich of either one, at least.) i like myself better this way, but i've lost a lot of friends taht i think i made too fast in the first place.
well i'm thinking of making a really big entry, with lots and lots of pictures of different people. so look out for it. and everybody comment on it. this one is...whatever. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 20th, 2005|01:54 pm] |
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well today is 420 but nobody brought any to school because there are gonna be "random searches" today. for no special reason. my dad is going to a "meeting" this afternoon and when he asks me what i did this afternoon honey, i'm just gonna have to say the same thing as you, dad.
i'm sitting in computer class and that makes my day horrible. there are two homies sitting next to me who arent even in this class and they are searching for "sweet rides" and "tight wheels" on the internet. i keep getting asked my opinion. apparently i look like a girl who looks like suzannah and they dont beleive me when i say that i am in 9th grade. well whatever they can think whatever they want.
yesterday i got called an "indian goddess" by two black guys. except i'm not indian. my skin is extraordinarily pale. they didnt beleive that i was in 9th grade either. |
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| backtogether |
[Mar. 28th, 2005|10:11 pm] |
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| |  ecstatic! | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Quit Playin Games With My Heart - bsb <3 | ] |
BACKSTREET BOYS!!
forever!
FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DONT KNOW, THEY GOT BACK TOGETHER. ELLA WE ARE GOING TO THE NEXT CONCERT!!!!
--I LOVE THE WORLD-- |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 25th, 2005|04:01 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  loved by ella | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Rio- Duran Duran | ] |
OMG i just found pictures of synchro from 6th grade - 9th grade.
everybody, ENJOY! and dont laugh. not to my face, at least.
( synchro pics ) |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 16th, 2005|11:54 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  black | ] |
| [ | music |
| | jake's static music | ] |
we are in the next room during math we are supposed to be takin this test but ella had the answer sheet so we are done. we are on the computer
penis
said daniel who is right behind me, he is...daniel
and he is WHITE!!!!!
negro please
love robyn |
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| oh so tired |
[Mar. 14th, 2005|10:20 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cynical | ] |
| [ | music |
| | coldplay - warning sign | ] |
So lets see…it hasn’t been a while…
-today Barbara came over to work on the play. its weird how distracted i get…note the text message to gabe
-probably said “help me gabe! get me away from this psycho ADD girl!”
heh…so I just finished my el smolino essay on Rebecca, which I haven’t read since…6th grade. I vaguely remember it.
Anyway, my parents are having another screaming match. I wonder who will win tonight?
-does anybody translate that? oh please, somebody help me translate that…
SPEAKING of translating…i was SO bored that i went and looked at my friends girlfriends lj, and it was all typed up in a code … everyone who responded was like “oh my gawsh, that took me hours to decode!” ...jesus…its like, are you in kindergarten?
it took me 2 minutes…fully literal on that one. it said nothing important, either.
ok, so maybe I’ve been eating to many brandy beans. The caffeine + alcohol doesn’t have a great affect on me, I guess…two boxes fin now. |
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| last night |
[Mar. 12th, 2005|01:11 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  drained | ] |
| [ | music |
| | disco inferno - fiddy | ] |
SO whoever said whatever and i got invited by quite a few different people to that party on crescent. did i know who’s party it was? no, and i still don’t … there was only older people who you recognize, but don’t know, say hi, take a drink, and leave
Nicole – “everybody’s gonna be there”
Molly – “somebody has to pick me up. i’m grounded, but you know i’ll be there.”
becuase she is everybody, right?
hiccup
we didn’t stay. the police came early, like around 11...
synchro was hard this morning. we cant get our swing routine right. i will pass out soon, karen is pissing me off with the coreography changes
ella HOLY SHIT roxanne is...bad
goign to see alana now, bye
is anyone going to the cutting room tonight> |
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| writing a stupid essay (talking to alana online) |
[Feb. 27th, 2005|03:13 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | pink bullets - the shins | ] |
love teenydancer: ALANA
Ewoky77: ROBYN
love teenydancer: how are you this lazy sunday?
Ewoky77: i'm ok for a sick person...
love teenydancer: figured as much
love teenydancer: this disease man is getting old now. he can feel free to go away whenever, we'd all appreciate it
love teenydancer: I WANT MY ALANA BACK!!!
Ewoky77: haha
Ewoky77: pick a number 1-2
love teenydancer: 7
Ewoky77: ONE THROUGH TWO
love teenydancer: OH!
Ewoky77: haha
love teenydancer: 1
Ewoky77: ok
Ewoky77: number 1-51
Ewoky77: quickly, sire!
love teenydancer: 13
love teenydancer: i gotta go write an essay
love teenydancer: LOVE YOU AND FEEL BETTER
love teenydancer: (to sound like a hallmark card)
Ewoky77: ok
Ewoky77: love yo utoo
Ewoky77: you too*
love teenydancer: love yo utoo, too
Ewoky77: haha
love teenydancer: pronounced "ootoo"
love teenydancer: like from pocahontas |
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| 3 GOLD medals clinking 'round my neck... |
[Feb. 6th, 2005|04:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  just because | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Little Girls - Oingo Boingo | ] |
swim meet today .. only an hour away ... woke up at 5:20 in the AM to get there by 7:00....slept on gelled hair ... had to redo it 3 times anyway ... had to change suits FOUR x's ...
BUT, i won gold medals for all of my routines, and a 2nd place ribbon for my solo figures (out of 58, not bad) ... so it was worth it!
...
hotelcali13: good. we're even
Left Handed Flea: yeah, do you like this
Left Handed Flea: this
Left Handed Flea: this
Left Handed Flea: superbowl
hotelcali13: nope
hotelcali13: not even watching
hotelcali13: i'm a BAD american
Left Handed Flea: neither am i
Left Handed Flea: i fuckin hate football like a midget hates escalators
hotelcali13: heeeheeee
hotelcali13: nice metaphors |
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| livejournal |
[Jan. 22nd, 2005|03:17 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  hungry | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Idiot Wind *Bob Dylan | ] |
i am going to take a break from livejournal. my last entry sucked ... thanks to the people who stood up for me, no thanks to whoever though they were insulting me. they kinda said the same thing i was trying to say in my entry, so a thanks to them, too.
but live journal ... it is a waste of time, guys ...
for now, let me say what is on my mind --
1. cyn, who i havent seen since summer. next new years, baby!
2. buddhism, we are studying in pollock right now
3. siddhartha
4. kaplan and my bright green thong ... oh god ...
5. the GRATEFUL DEAD movie and that faded deadhead party next weekend. gonna be a good time. i think its gonna be at molly's house...
6. my redneck of a father is loosening up
7. dont wanna get addicted to ciggarettes
8. gonna fail finals
9. french is easy. J'aime bien etudier francais. Et toi? ... J'ai faim ...
10. this is boring
11. spent some time with SAMO people...was nice
12. gonna spend more itme tonight
13. i slept with jim morrison last night. any questions?
14. eric clapton got me a free smoothie
15. I'M DONE WITH THERAPY!
16. someone bought a bad drug (not me)
17. what's with the guacamole fad?
--bye now |
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| drugs?? |
[Jan. 16th, 2005|02:13 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  i only update when bored, now | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Lets Get It Up -- AC/DC | ] |
so at school, we had the "cracka' of the year" awards. which got ruined, by the way, as was predicted...
i, robyn, was nominated for "cracka' of the year on drugs." that puts me in the same category as two of our biggest stoners at school. just me, and 3 other people were nominated, and two of them were HUGE stoners. aka Jake Shire, as one, and molly, hee hee, even though she isnt a huge stoner at all, its just what people think of her as. WHY AM I IN THEIR CATEGORY? this is fucked. of course, i scratched my name off the list.
by the way, molly is going sober now, so can peole stop calling her a stoner? it's starting to get to her.
yeah...so...im not feeling myself as that nominee, homies...daniel and nachez, you let me down real bad.
anyway ... PACE, loves. |
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| happy new year |
[Jan. 1st, 2005|04:06 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | still grounded ... sort of | ] |
| [ | music |
| | sounds of silence - simon and garfunkel | ] |
HAPPY NEW YEAR.
i stayed over at lauren's house last night ... i felt so good after staying up talking with lauren and jenny until 4:30 in the morning. some things feel so good to get out, and i'm sure you guys know what i mean. i really appreciate you guys being there for me.
im still kinda grounded...gabby! my parents need to get over this!! but mr. barnhouse called them like, 2 days ago still mad... its like,
COME ON, hasn't everybody ditched class before?
new years resolutions:
- not to lie to myself, or anybody else
- not to play with peoples emotions
- not to get myself involved with anybody who has a girlfriend
- not to do anything to make anyone hate me
- not to agree with people about anything, like music or clothes or anything, just to agree for the hell of it, because ELLA and GABE, you are right, and it does make me a pathological liar. and i dont like it.
- not to be the only one with a bad message on someone's list of "people who changed my life" or whatever. that one is still stinging. hey, the punctures of love, right?
- to be the first one to apologize ... even if i didnt do anything wrong
- to love myslef, and my life, for what i have and not what i dont have. |
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| names |
[Dec. 25th, 2004|05:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  christmas | ] |
| [ | music |
| | rhiannon- fleetwood mac | ] |
merry christmas everyone!!! i love you all
rhiannon rings like a bell through the night
and wouldnt you love to love her
she rules her life like a bird in flight
and who wll be her lover?
i am changing my name to rhiannon...so start calling me that :-)
<3 |
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