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lord. well the first thing that comes to mind is george harrison because he sings the song my sweet lord and its a pretty good song. i love george harrison. lord also sort of refers to religion and gods to me. i am not sure how i feel about religion. although it is very interesting, i am not set on any specific religion. But i think that is ok.

Posted By Donna On 01.04.2013 @ 2:47 pm

I’m due for a shot of self care. I’m due for compassion. I’m due for a haircut and a tall glass of ice water. Thank you for due! Rhymes with you, too, schmoo, que. due dat!!! Due due due lolloololloloolo! Diddle bug, duddle bug. Dum de doodle due.

Posted By Donna On 12.16.2012 @ 9:11 pm

despite his best intentions, she refused to date him, she said it was better to stay friends. Leave it alone, don’t rock the boat. So, despite her protestations he kept on calling and calling and eventually started following her around the town. Enough was enough, she called in the Mounties. They sat him down and had a nice little chat. In the end, not being able to have her, he shot himself and died. His obituary read: A very brave man who served his country and loved his family but despite all the support from friends and family he just could not adjust to civilian life.

Posted By Donna On 09.18.2012 @ 8:17 pm

asthma (sounds like AZ_MUH) is not a very pleasant thing to have. it is very hard to breath and can effect many people. Asthma is when you can’t breath very well, sometimes you have sinus trouble and what not… there are different medicines to help with asthma.. one in which you carry around with you and another is a nebulizer.

Posted By Donna On 09.13.2012 @ 1:41 pm

Ideas originality thinking new creative talk about it engage the world thoughtful inciteful out of the box what is my concept how do you find a concept is the concept bigger than you

Posted By Donna On 08.12.2012 @ 5:49 pm

It’s interesting that there have been so many violent assaults when everyone seems to want peace.

Posted By Donna On 08.07.2012 @ 6:16 pm

sometimes i have a hard time following instructions. that’s not true. I am very good at following instructions. I like to be guided. To be told what to do and then do a good job. I don’t know why I said I have a hard time following instructions. I don’t. i am having a hard time writing for 60 seconds straight.

Posted By Donna On 07.21.2012 @ 9:03 pm

The tennis court was hot, and the humidity unbearable. I was obligated to meet Mike for a match. So I went. The sweat was pouring , my eyes burning. I aced my first serve! Maybe it wont be so bad after all!

Posted By Donna On 06.10.2012 @ 1:19 pm

taken out, fired, rejected, left for someone else; missed out on greatness, stolen opportunities; being dismissed hurts, but sometimes it’s good…helps set different priorities

Posted By Donna On 03.09.2012 @ 1:24 pm

“You are dismissed.” says the teacher. I rush out in a hurry because I don’t want to stay after class to talk about my “F”. “Good bye!” I yell as I sprint towards my locker for the next class period. I dodged that bullet! It’s great being in middle school.

Posted By Donna On 03.09.2012 @ 1:08 pm

I leaned in pressed against the wooden rail, searching for the longing arms to be within. As last His lips pressed to my own, lingering, longing….to not let go a distance a sun fade, off. As the bus takes a turn for the worse,. as it made it all the way down the street.

Posted By Donna On 09.25.2011 @ 9:56 pm

Cripes cry copy cat cop cap cart cars camera computer

Posted By Donna On 09.23.2011 @ 3:42 pm

Who ever convinced me to do this was not aware of what a horrid typist I was. I will try to convince Myself that this will all make some sort of sense when I’m done but for now I’m not even looking at the screen…but at the danged keyboard!!

Posted By Donna On 09.23.2011 @ 2:40 pm

At the old corral, the men stood looking at each other, their horses tired, dusty, and in need of water. The shootout was twenty years before, but not one of em could leave the town. They stll wore the guns that blazed on that long ago day.

Posted By Donna On 09.17.2011 @ 7:47 pm

It made me move. It felt it a current rippling beneath me and soaking into the soles of my shoes.

Posted By Donna On 08.25.2011 @ 1:20 pm

I feel myself sinking deeper and deeper into my chair as he drones on and on about who knows what. Why do I have to sit here pretending to listen to people who just like to hear themselves talk?

Posted By Donna On 08.22.2011 @ 12:19 pm

Complaining and whining…your negative attitude is poison to my soul. I can’t keep you in my life while you try to bring me down to your dark pit. Climb out with me or let me go.

Posted By Donna On 08.22.2011 @ 6:00 am

I thought I might be leaving, that the time had come to move on. But then I took a minute to see what I was going towards and realized I have what I want right here. I missed you before you even knew I was almost gone.

Posted By Donna On 08.20.2011 @ 5:20 am

Desire. Drive. Determination. Fail. Work. Sweat. Pain. Tears. Fail. Fail. Fail. Frustration, Tears. Ambition. Motivation. Steel. Sweat. Pain. Strength. Succeed.

Posted By Donna On 08.17.2011 @ 12:34 pm

I do not want to eat that fish. I do not want to eat that fish. I do not want to eat that fish. I do not want to eat that fish. I do not want to eat that fish. I do not want to eat that fish. I do not want to eat that fish. I do not want to eat that fish. I do not want to eat that fish. I do not want to eat that fish.

Posted By Donna On 08.16.2011 @ 1:25 pm

One thin piece of thread is all that holds me back. It’s too fragile and close to breaking. I need it to stay true…keep me on track. I can’t break through the thread or all will be lost.

Posted By Donna On 08.15.2011 @ 3:59 pm

I have one and I think of another. I want the other, but I love the one. If I give in to the other, my punishment will be to lose the one I love. Why does it seem such a hard thing to decide? There shouldn’t be thought involved at all.

Posted By Donna On 08.14.2011 @ 5:00 pm

I’m sorry… all I can think of for this word is Grover. Now I am near..(run, run, run, run) and now I am far. Too much beer last night I guess. Don’t get too near me, I have hangover breath.

Posted By Donna On 08.13.2011 @ 1:56 pm

When you take a chance and step out of yourself, the discovery you make is usually something you never imagined. Finding out you’re more than you dreamed possible is one of the best feelings in the world.

Posted By Donna On 08.12.2011 @ 11:26 am

I don’t know, I can’t guess…. what you ask is beyond me. Look it up and leave me alone. Nobody has all the answers, and those who say they do are making it up as they go along hoping it sounds like they know what they’re talking about.

Posted By Donna On 08.11.2011 @ 1:49 pm

So flexible and easily changed, we should all take a lesson in how we approach life. Until we come upon a new obstacle that gets in our way, we won’t know how we’ll need to bend to get around it.

Posted By Donna On 08.10.2011 @ 11:56 am

i liek to drive driving is alot of fun, i cant drive yet becuase i dont have a liscenes , i have a permit, hopfully ill get my liscenes soon, alot of people cannot drive. most women and asin s cant drive their all stupid or something. driving is also scary peop

Posted By DOnna On 08.10.2011 @ 2:02 am

Driving me to the end of the line is all the determination and pain I’ve endured over the last few months. Up before dawn, ice, elevation, Motrin, tears…. I finish and never look back…. only ahead to the next race.

Posted By Donna On 08.09.2011 @ 12:10 pm

This page is an empty canvas where I color it with my thoughts. As the words flow through my body and out my fingers, I begin to see my mind become a picture that only I will understand.

Posted By Donna On 08.07.2011 @ 1:17 pm

His nose was staring at me, a great big pink bulb. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it, though I knew it was rude. I so wanted to move my eyes up to meet his, but there it was…. like a pink onion in the middle of his face and a magnet for my sight.

Posted By Donna On 08.06.2011 @ 7:28 pm