Everybody cares, Everbody understands.

Hey look who it is!

Fri, 10 Nov 2006 05:57:34 GMT

HEY LIVEJOURNAL!....party people....

so i'm back...no mas savannah, por favor. And I have learned some serious life lessons. so if anyone would like to come to a seminar, let me know. we can arrange that. I'm super excited to be home and to think about the future and the things it will bring. I'm glad something snapped me out of the funk i'd been in since last winter.

Something i have learned: No mas boys...Mature ones only please. No more 8th grade bullshit. I'm finally ready for something real again. No mixed signals, secrets, or drama. But that comes with time...

I have MUCHO bills to pay...and BodaBing is dead...but no worries...just come on over to Bubbas and see me. Woo!!!!

pppppppppppp.....sssssssssssss....ERIN DRYDEN...did you know that dreamboat bought a HOUSE?!?!? IN your neighborhood?!?!?!

Sat, 11 Mar 2006 09:05:41 GMT

um. i need to have a good college experience.
Like one that is memorable...
THIS IS NOT a college experience.
Man...i need to go to UGA.

HEY ERIN DRYDEN!!!!!!!

Thu, 05 Jan 2006 05:27:27 GMT

HEY ERIN DRYDEN....

I'm going to MISS you!!!!!

I'll be there soon though, don't you worry...

Save me a bunk bed...

LoVE YOU!

Mon, 12 Dec 2005 06:03:14 GMT

Beauty Tips by Audrey Hepburn

For attractive lips, Speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes, Seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, Share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, Let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.

For poise, Walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.

Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.

As you grow older you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a Woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she knows.

And the beauty of a woman, with passing years only grows!

NO way, jose!!!

Fri, 18 Nov 2005 01:07:32 GMT

ALL I want to do is go to college..is that so bad???
I mean honestly....shouldn't they be happy that intelligent people want to attend their institution? well goddammit.. i don't care what they say...I'm coming to their college whether they like it or not...erin and antwan jett need me...

So whatever, I'm leaving brunswick in january and going to GA state.
thats my final answer. TWATS.

twat.

Thu, 17 Nov 2005 02:44:52 GMT

I really need to find daria on dvd. i found angry beavers but it looks a little shady.

It's thundering outside....fall should be here tomorrow. let's hope it doesn't fake us out again.

I ate with my new friend BIRD tonight at La Fuente de Pablos....hahaha. it was decadent.

Oh. HEY DAVE..i'm having a christmas party....you down???? tell rush.

I've got to make a christmas wish list.....i really dont know what i want though. maybe just some movies and books.....

ok...
like later.

word origins

Sun, 13 Nov 2005 03:55:01 GMT

Hello ....This greeting is much newer than most people think. The use of hello as a greeting is only as old as the telephone. The first recorded use is from 1883. It does, however, have earlier origins in other senses. It is a variant of hallo, which dates to 1840 and is a cry of surprise. That in turn is related to halloo, a cry to urge on hunting dogs. Halloo dates to about 1700, but a variant, aloo, appears in Shakeepeare's King Lear a century earlier than that. And there is an even earlier variant, hollo, which dates to at least 1588 when Shakespeare used it in Titus Andronicus. There are also cognates in other Germanic languages. Hello was not a shoo-in for the telephone greeting either. It competed with several other options, including Alexander Graham Bell's suggestion of Ahoy, but pulled into an early lead and by the end of the 1880s was firmly ensconced.

HOW BOUT THEM DAWGS!!!!!!

Fri, 28 Oct 2005 17:34:28 GMT

it's fucking georgia/florida weekend.
Shoot me?!?!

I'm not sure if there is anything I hate more than drunken college football fans. and waiting their tables.

I'm really stressed out. It looks like i'll have to be here for another semester. and i'm not sure i can handle that. i might just have to run away with the fair next week...

someone save me.

Fri, 04 Feb 2005 19:31:03 GMT

so i just completely failed an online american govt. quiz.
good one, nik!

but on a lighter note, it's the weekend. and i have yoga tomorrow morning. and my car is clean. and the sun is out.

those things outweigh a stupid quiz anyday.

love.anp.

OMG

Fri, 28 Jan 2005 19:26:55 GMT

I made a freakin 87 on my US history test! that i didnt even know about!!! that just makes my day. But...it's real cold and yuck outside..i'm ready for summer. and then the beach...and all that good stuff.

what.

Wed, 26 Jan 2005 02:51:31 GMT

anonymous people are leaving strange comments on my livejournal. i don't like it one bit. show yourself now.

i should make it friends only. but honestly i dont see the need.

my insecurities got the best of me.
and that made last night strange.
i decided beau (for some absurd reason) no longer liked me.
so i was mean.
and he went to the bathroom.
and then i got up and left.

it was the strangest most impulsive thing.

but the strangest part......Beau. did not get mad. he did not call and yell at me. he simply said that he realized that i wasnt in a good mood and that i probably just need my space. and then he apologized for making me feel that way. but then he said that the reason he was acting like that was because he doesnt feel the need to constantly talk about how much we like each other anymore. he says he is comfortable with me and all of that is just understood now.
that is probably the best thing i've heard in a while.

gosh golly. i got napoleon dynamite wallpaper for my shitty phone. it makes me smile everyday.

and another thing. today in aerobics....we used the big bouncy balls to do ab work. and we had to pelvic thurst the ceiling quite quickly. and the basketball team was watching. it was the funniest thing.

love. anp.

Fri, 21 Jan 2005 03:27:49 GMT

i'm kind of sad. like one of those ridiculous im ugly and no one likes me kinds of sad. i don't know why. i'll get over it. i'm just dumb right now.

i have homework. and i don't want to work this weekend.
but i really need money.
so of course i will.
and ill hate it.
probably not that much though.

ugh ugh ugh.

there is no need.

Thu, 20 Jan 2005 08:28:18 GMT

honestly. i keep having the strangest dreams and then i remember them late at night and think they are real.

and i miss beau a whole lot, despite how mean i am about him.
it is still weird to me. the weirdest relationship ill ever be in.
but that doesnt mean it has to be bad. in fact it's quite good.
sunday will be a good day.

so ive watched garden state twice tonight.
and i took a 50,000 hour night.
BUT woke up in time to watch american idol. thank god.

tomorrow i have to run for 12 minutes. thats ridiculous.
no what's ridiculous is that im not in shape and that i smoke.
I WILL quit smoking by my birthday. nooooo need to smoke past the age of 19.

i must decide what i want to do about college.
it is crucial. deadline for that: Next Friday.

whatever.

Tue, 11 Jan 2005 00:49:22 GMT

going to see the saftey tonight and then to the movies with beau.
its our first "date".

school sucks alot. but oh well. april 25th= last day of classes.
that makes me really happy.

love. anp.

such great heights

Mon, 03 Jan 2005 09:20:02 GMT

I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in our eyes
Are mirror images and
When we kiss they're perfectly aligned

And I have to speculate
That God himself did make us into
Corresponding shapes like puzzles pieces
From the clay

True, it may seem like a stretch
But it's thoughts like this
That catch my troubled head
When you're away, when I am missing you to death

When you were out there on the road
For several weeks of shows
And when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great heights
"Come down now," they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"Come down now," but we'll stay

I've tried my best to leave
This all on your machine
But the persistent beat
Sounded thin upon listening

That frankly will not fly
You will hear the shrillest highs
And lowest lows with the windows down
When this is guiding you home

They will see us waving from such great heights
"Come down now," they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"Come down now," but we'll say...

2005

Sun, 02 Jan 2005 08:58:12 GMT

Happy frickin new year.

a tree fell on the table tonight at katherines plantation.
rip. marble table.

love. anp.

all dressed up.

Fri, 31 Dec 2004 02:09:33 GMT

i finally got some tights.
the cable knit ones. that i used to wear at st. francis during the winter.

but know. i have no where to wear my tights to.

and tomorrow is new years eve.
and what am i supposed to do about that.
please some tell me what to do.

and also. i have now purchased over 200 dollars in craft supplies.
would anyone like to make pretty things?

love. ano.

christmas.

Fri, 24 Dec 2004 23:22:34 GMT

i am sort of restless.
i'm pretty sure...almost positive...that i dont need to spend too much more time in brunswick.
that could change like it always does.
but as of right now.
and for no apparent reason.
I am ready to leave.

i just want to find a college and pack my shit and go.

Sun, 19 Dec 2004 10:08:19 GMT

its really late.
tomorrow. i must go adopt hera the puppy from the savannah humane society.
she is beau's christmas present.
im going to have to steal her from him.
she is the cutest thing in the world.

Good Job, Miss Pechin

Wed, 15 Dec 2004 16:39:12 GMT

I have officialy passed my classes. with A's. thats right all A's and one B in college algebra.
I am very proud of myself.
and very lucky.

love. anp.

big 1-9

Fri, 10 Dec 2004 19:50:17 GMT

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAVID WACHLIN!!!!!!

neon daisies.

Tue, 07 Dec 2004 18:37:43 GMT

SCHOOL IS OVER. for a while at least.

beau got me flowers. that's cute. they are very pretty.

i need a house. right now. thats all im going to talk about until i get one.

love. anp.

Oi

Sat, 04 Dec 2004 14:23:25 GMT

so last night i had a dream that you could write on the screen instead of having to type. but it was only for livejournal.
i liked that alot.

i have to go to work in a few minutes. i dont want to. someone please save me.
or come visit me at bubbas and take up my entire section.

class is over monday @ approximately 8:30. im excited. i'm truely looking forward to sitting around my house all day and doing nothing. it will be very refreshing.

um. we must find a house. im determined to move into a cute little house before the end of the year. everyone start looking. now.

love. anp.

UPDATE.....

Fri, 03 Dec 2004 20:12:46 GMT

DIRECTIVE

By Robert Frost

Back out of all this now too much for us,

Back in a time made simple by the loss

Of detail, burned, dissolved, and broken off

Like graveyard marble sculpture in the weather,

There is a house that is no more a house

Upon a farm that is no more a farm

And in a town that is no more a town.

The road there, if you'll let a guide direct you

Who only has at heart your getting lost,

May seem as if it should have been a quarry –

Great monolithic knees the former town

Long since gave up pretense of keeping covered.

And there's a story in a book about it:

Besides the wear of iron wagon wheels

The ledges show lines ruled southeast-northwest,

The chisel work of an enormous Glacier

That braced his feet against the Arctic Pole.

You must not mind a certain coolness from him

Still said to haunt this side of Panther Mountain.

Nor need you mind the serial ordeal

Of being watched from forty cellar holes

As if by eye pairs out of forty firkins.

As for the woods' excitement over you

That sends light rustle rushes to their leaves,

Charge that to upstart inexperience.

Where were they all not twenty years ago?

They think too much of having shaded out

A few old pecker-fretted apple trees.

Make yourself up a cheering song of how

Someone's road home from work this once was,

Who may be just ahead of you on foot

Or creaking with a buggy load of grain.

The height of the adventure is the height

Of country where two village cultures faded

Into each other. Both of them are lost.

And if you're lost enough to find yourself

By now, pull in your ladder road behind you

And put a sign up CLOSED to all but me.

Then make yourself at home. The only field

Now left's no bigger than a harness gall.

First there's the children's house of make-believe,

Some shattered dishes underneath a pine,

The playthings in the playhouse of the children.

Weep for what little things could make them glad.

Then for the house that is no more a house,

But only a belilaced cellar hole,

Now slowly closing like a dent in dough.

This was no playhouse but a house in earnest.

Your destination and your destiny's

A brook that was the water of the house,

Cold as a spring as yet so near its source,

Too lofty and original to rage.

(We know the valley streams that when aroused

Will leave their tatters hung on barb and thorn.)

I have kept hidden in the instep arch

Of an old cedar at the waterside

A broken drinking goblet like the Grail

Under a spell so the wrong ones can't find it,

So can't get saved, as Saint Mark says they mustn't.

(I stole the goblet from the children's playhouse.)

Here are your waters and your watering place.

Drink and be whole again beyond confusion.

dreaded monday.

Mon, 25 Oct 2004 04:46:57 GMT

im dreading tomorrow. i really am.
it made today terrible. because i knew that i had to go to class tomorrow.
and i still must complete that insanely stupid paper.
and im tired from staying up all night and not getting my precious 10 hours of sleep.

but -i got a tight jacket from goodwill. matt got one too.
-annoyed matt with my taste in music.
-watched shred til youre dead.
-bought another pumpkin for bodabing.
-had terrific conversation with b.j. and selena about pirates and bras.
-went on delivery for the first time ever.

i liked today. but im going to hate tomorrow. vehemently.

muchlovetoya,playa.