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i used to row. port is a side of the boat. it is the right side if you are a rower. left if you are outside of the boat. i was port. it is also a harbor in a large town. i was not a harbor in a large town. that would make me a slut.

Posted By Lindsay On 09.23.2011 @ 8:10 am

pouchs are on a kangaroos front side to hold their little ones. they are used for many things, to hold money in a servers apron, to hold cell phones, lip sticks, whatever. i am not sure there can be any other meaning to the word pouch. i will have to look it up in the dictionary to be sure if there is

Posted By Lindsay On 09.16.2011 @ 11:37 am

Just me. I’m completely average. Average build, average hair, average height, average looks… nothing special, nothing to stand out above the crowd with, nothing to turn heads or plant memories with.

The middle. The medium and mean of everything interesting ever combined.

Posted By Lindsay On 09.16.2011 @ 7:57 am

Is there an average? Who decides what is truly normal? What is abnormal? Truly, we are all abnormal, for none are exactly alike. Though there are similarities between us all, not one of us is the exact same person. And that, in itself, is a beautiful, not average, thing.

Posted By Lindsay On 09.15.2011 @ 9:53 pm

why the hell do i keep getting the word average. average is such a general term to write about. this, what ever this is… journal, is average. I am not thinking about how to averagely write this journal, I dont want to get an average mark on this.

Posted By Lindsay On 09.15.2011 @ 2:35 pm

On account of my twisted thoughts, I hink I would actually just like to sit and think. perhaps ponder. I don’t know if my accountant knows my first name. Or my last, for that matter. And on account of my unwruly hair and habits, I suppose i ought to wear my hair up tomorrow.

Posted By Lindsay On 09.14.2011 @ 9:49 pm

rallly . rally reminds me of overly excited group leaders that want there so called group to “bond” I was thinking about this today as i was doing my hair and actually got quite angry. No I will not ralllllllly with you so we can look idiotic when we STILL lose dodgeball..

Posted By lindsay On 09.13.2011 @ 8:41 pm

I honestly don’t know why people rally over things such as politics and other issues. It just doesn’t mean much in the end does it? Broken promises. Empty promises to begin with. Everyone leaves disappointed. My point? I don’t really have one. Convictions are difficult. But so are people.

Posted By Lindsay On 09.13.2011 @ 7:00 pm

Pepper is unnecessary except when used on vegetables. Other than that, it’s rather useless. Peppers, on the other hand, make things spicy and delicious. Noms, food.

Posted By Lindsay On 09.03.2011 @ 1:19 pm

Silk is made from Silk worms in China. They have to be very carefully cutivated and the places which they are grown are the only places in the world where they can make silk. They have tried to ship to worms to other countries to cultivate sillk and the did not survive there. This makes Asia the silk plant of the entire world. Because it is such a long process to make silk, it has become a very covetted and expensive fabric. Silk can be used to make anything from lingerie to bed sheets. Men, women and children all enjoy this luxiorious fabric. All from tiny little worms!

Posted By lindsay On 08.23.2011 @ 10:42 pm

dangerous scary. comes from evil. snakes. plants. seeds. human. resist poison. hospitals. hurt. death. dying. band music. what makes poison?

Posted By Lindsay On 08.22.2011 @ 12:03 am

I missed the chance to ask her. She just walked on by me. I could have reached out my hand and tapped her on the shoulder. “Hey, would you dance with me?” No, I let her go. Away she walked, towards another guy. Another dance. Another night.

Posted By Lindsay On 08.19.2011 @ 11:38 pm

shot and on the hood of my ford. i didnt care what they were going to think about me . this was my kill. my own. did i feel remorseful, yes. but i knew they wouldn’t care about my remorse only the fact that i was bringing home a head for the wall.

Posted By lindsay On 08.18.2011 @ 10:58 pm

Deer? As in the animal? Okay. Let’s think. The first thing that comes to mind is that song you learn in music class in elementary school. “Doe, a deer, a female deer…” I’m fairly certain it’s in The Sound of Music. Our school did that for the Spring Musical. It was actually pretty good. And of course, I was interested in a particular actor. That’s personal though.

Posted By Lindsay On 08.18.2011 @ 8:53 pm

Who needs to succeed? What a stupid question. Everyone strives to succeed, even characters in a story. They may be a figment of your imagination, but they have goals, want things. Every one does! So what if they aren’t all the same? Every one has different goals too. Your idea of success will never completely match up with another person’s idea.

Posted By Lindsay On 08.17.2011 @ 10:44 pm

repeat after me, i never really hear that word used much. other then in my class room when my teacher is trying to teach us some obscure word that i most likely will never ever use again in my daily to day life just because whats the point im never going to take french after high school so i may not ever hear the phrase repeat after me which maybe just will be a waste of time, learning a language i mean, maybe if i go into buisness it will be useful.

Posted By lindsay On 08.16.2011 @ 7:58 pm

Oh the irony. How about how many times I repeatedly refreshed this page to convince it to load. How many times lately I’ve asked myself the same question over and over again. How many times have I checked my phone for a text in the past few minutes? Repeat, Repeat, Repeat.

Posted By Lindsay On 08.16.2011 @ 5:44 pm

A thread is used to sew things together. Be it a tie, dress, or in technical speaking, a heart. Let’s not get too mushy here though. A thread can be a person, a moment in time, anything really. It is what holds a broken or torn heart together through hard times. A thread is friend, or maybe just a string.

Posted By Lindsay On 08.15.2011 @ 9:44 pm

I am one. It takes drive, character, and ability to execute. To be a good one you must understand they dynamics of a team, be able to balance activities, and be able to develop those who will follow in your foot steps. A manager is a friend who holds you accountable.

Posted By Lindsay On 08.04.2011 @ 10:25 pm

boil it boil it boilit boil it!!!!! Hey hey hey

Posted By lindsay On 08.02.2011 @ 10:08 pm

wow, its such a nice day outside. I think I’ll go take a walk instead of sitting in front of this computer screen , man. I have no life. I rally hope this timer stops.

Posted By Lindsay On 08.02.2011 @ 1:09 pm

I hopped in the cab, desperately wishing that traffic would let up so I could reach the airport in time. My ticket was bugging me in a my jacket pocket, the windows were not tinted well, and I was hungover terribly so.

Posted By Lindsay On 07.23.2011 @ 9:30 am

I told my cat that I had his face. He flopped over on his side. I no logger had his face. Then he grabbed my hand with both paws and tried biting me. I grabbed his face again before he could sink his teeth in. He tried to claw me with back paws and failed. I pulled my hand away spanked him and he ran away.

Posted By Lindsay On 07.17.2011 @ 5:52 pm

It was a horrific day in sunnyville. The entire town had been over run with a plague of depression. No one was in their right mind.

Posted By Lindsay On 07.12.2011 @ 5:00 pm

This was a strange day for miss straw. She likes her pineapples purplensee but today she only had orange. She wasn’t happy. She would rather die but she needed some pineapple or she would die of hay fever. She stapled a straw through the orange pineapple and slerped it all up. She didn’t mind it’s ornateness as much as she thought. How peculiar… Miss straw was the queen of the world and today was a very big day for her. She picked up her mighty magic straw and danced along her queenly way.

Posted By Lindsay On 07.11.2011 @ 9:21 pm

Words are ugly things. Once you think you have a mastery of them you realize you seem stupid when you use them. Sometimes the wrong words come out when you least expect it. You find that most of the time you can’t think of the word you need when you need it.

Posted By Lindsay On 07.05.2011 @ 10:22 pm

Long long long long long long long long long long long

Legs and necks…………………………….

Posted By Lindsay On 07.03.2011 @ 8:21 pm

The importance of being honest goes much further than meets the eye. It is the credibility that you have by knowing that you are an honest person.

Posted By Lindsay On 06.30.2011 @ 3:45 pm

To wade in water one must allow themselves to get wet. I like to wade in the water for a bit before going underwater. I once knew a man named Wade.

Posted By Lindsay On 06.29.2011 @ 3:17 pm

lust the feeling one gets when seeing the opposite sex he or she is attracted to. it can make you feel incredibly happy for that moment and have an unbelievable desire to be with that person. it gives you butterflies in your stomach and in that moment you don’t want anyone more.

Posted By Lindsay On 06.27.2011 @ 1:00 pm