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Monday, March 07, 2005

 
Nat's blogging rules of thumb:
1. dont ever write anything you dont think someone will see.
2. dont write anything about anyone you dont think you could say to their face.
3. never post anonymously - always put your name on something you say. if you cant, you dont have the balls to really say it.
4. dont think, just write.

i'm sorry if ive really offended anyone with anything i've written. i make a true effort to never personally attack someone (by name, and in general) on my blog. I lost a friend because i did that, and to this day i just dont do it.
if you are one of the people that had a "real" problem with me (as observed in the last post) i really wish that you would approach me in person and speak your perspective. I almost feel that, similarly to what katie mentioned, this blog is somewhat of a front, and i'm hiding behind it.

I think i'm taking a break from the online world to go back to hardcover. clearly if my thoughts are too intense for some of the people in the audience (who appear to be offended by my writing) i should really keep it to myself.

these be my final word cruel cruel world.
~*N*~

If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
if you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Puck a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.



Sunday, March 06, 2005

 
Mood: a little buzzy/a little pissy
Music: girls just gotta have fun - cindy lauper
Color: amberish beer foamy


props to alexfword.
Post anonymously.
01. Tell me a secret (or just say something really fucked up.)
02. Give me a compliment.
03. Tell me what you hate about me.
04. Write me a love note (or just a haiku about something in your wastebasket.)
05. Lyrics from a song that reminds you of me.
06. How long have we been friends?
07. How well do we know each other?
08. Anything else you'd like to say to me?

editors note: My suggestion if youre going to answer these questions (which im asking you to do) say things in such a way that you would want to hear them - so dont say like "youre a loud obnoxious bitch" be more like "youre kind of loud sometimes and sometimes youre mean to people... why?" Be mature... children.

i was reminded why i couldnt stand certain people tonight. maybe i should write another editorial, just for them, and just for you cruel cruel world.
~*N*~

the hot tub had no bubbles... too bad it didn't break the silence...



Saturday, March 05, 2005

 
Mood: Lazy
Music: She has no time - Keane
Color: Fabulous
Today is: Natalie plays Sims2University after she writes her soc paper day.

Got a letter from SC today.
It scared the shit out of me cause it was one of those thin lil envelopes.
Almost died.
Think I peed a little.
Turns out they were just asking for my first semester grades.
Which I sent over 2 weeks ago.
SC is so weird.
But I love them.

Stay tuned for photojournaling KTP, B, and Nobot style.

Here's your daily reminder (via IM):
Bau: it makes me all warm and fuzzy when sims take more priority then a real person.
Me: it makes me all warm and fuzzy when you call me anti-semitic

~*N*~

whos that spartan with my tp?
its me! its me!



Thursday, March 03, 2005

 
Mood: Phlemgy
Music: Not so Usual - Jason Mraz
Color: Green
Today is: My back hurts day

This is the most unusual storyof a most unusual girl
She's the paint in my pictureof a most unusual world
She can crawl out a frame while she's hanging on the wall
And she's calling my name
she's not so usual
She's most unusual
Shes not so usual
She's so unusual
She's mostly a ghost
the way she watches over me
She complains when I smoke
but then you do the same to me
She's controlling my brain activity
knowing when I go to sleep
She'll catch me when I'm falling hard she's so unusual
She's not usual
She's not usual
She's so unusual
She's not sohooked on the drugs like I thought she was
And never suckin' on the lime and hardly sippin' on the wine
And despite of her bi-polar roller coastering
I think I can trust she'll keep me singing differently
And that's fine
'Cause she's with me now most all of the time
Trying and savin' the light
Thinking not of her own
And always kissing me goodnight
When I just need to be alone
She's so sweet
So discrete-She's exactly what I need
Not even make believe... she's not so usual...
She's so unusual
She's not so usual
So unusual
Oh, Not so usual and not too practical either,
What's that, she's
not so mystical
but not too magical neither,
I said she's not so out of control and not so used
to the full she's not so usual naw shes a natural
oh she's not so
usual shes most usual she's not so usual
shes so unusualshes gonna use me up shes not so you
shes not so you
not so you
not so cruel cruel world
~*N*~

I'm just one tiny motherfucker singing glory...





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