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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

The Most Beautiful Heart


One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was proud and boasted more loudly about his most beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine."



The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.


The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed.


"You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. "Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance.



Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"



The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.



The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

Monday, April 24, 2006




  • Scare Bears
  • !Kick-ass band. Seriously, next big thing! Fucken A! This band is now my favorite band of all times. They even have a
  • MySpace
  • that you can check out. ^_^ Woohoo!

    Sunday, April 23, 2006

    Apoligy to Bunny

    Bunny Vendeta.

    Bunny the girl of my dreams. Really, no, now if they were nightmares then we'd be talking. No, I normally don't rag people. That's why you never find my blog the top of rants. I don't like talking bad about other people. Unless they're mexican of course, only kidding. For a way for making up everything i said to you Bunny, here is my apolgy for the world to read. Posting it on my own site for everyone to know what a mistake i made picking on someone like yourself.

    I did not intend for you to get upset. Nor did i intend on angering you. Didn't mean to make you mad. That wasn't my intentions. My intentions were only to bring you a smile in the day. One less person in the world, with a frown on their face. My life revolves around making others happy. I give up all my time in order to make one more person happy, in a days time. Every minute of my pathetic life is spent talking to others. Helping them with self-insecurity and thoughts that they have that resolve in them being sad. Sorry for making your day a living hell, Bunny. Never intended on that to happen. Apoligy for the world to read is writen here now in these words. I'm sorry for the things i said. If i could take them back now i would.

    Just to let everyone know, at the moment it's raining. ^_^

    I'm sorry for the words that i have ever said to anyone and offended them by it. I'm also sorry, that sorry is never good enough for anything in this world. As for everyone, have a great Sunday.

    My day consists of:
    Getting up at 10 a.m. to go hiking across the land, to go the the hidden swimming hole.
    Rafting when i get there and taking a dip in the water.
    Eating lunch.
    Walking back up to the road, and back to my house.
    Getting in the door and getting online and check mail/comments on everything.
    Taking a shower.
    Laying down in my bed listening to music for a while.
    Playing guitar until i get bored with it.
    Getting online the rest of the night and doing school work.

    Sounds boring, right? I have no life. I do the same thing almost everyday. Oh well, it's life. Deal with it. It goes by faster then anything you'll ever know. Good night. Sleep tight. Sweetdreams, and all those write on here later things.

    Saturday, April 22, 2006

    Show The World The Warmth In Your Smile


    This is where the road crashed into the ocean,
    It rises all around me and now we're barely breathing
    A thousand faces will choose to ignore
    Curse my enemies forever
    Let’s slit our wrists and burn down something beautiful
    This desperation leaves me overjoyed
    With fading lights that lead us past the lives that we destroy
    I listen to you cry
    I cry for less attention
    But both my hands are tied
    And I’m pushed into the deep end
    I listen to you talk
    But talk is cheap
    And my mouth is filled with blood
    From trying not to speak
    So search for an excuse
    And someone to believe you

    Tuesday, April 18, 2006

    Ha. Ha. Ha. Losers!

    Woo! You all are a bunch of pussys. Everyone that reads this blog is a pussy. Lol. You all are so retarded, as well.

    Saturday, April 15, 2006

    Fun Night, huh?

    My friend, Ames, told me about this guy she was chatting with on the messenger AIM. He told her he currently worked in the National Coast Guards. We all know what those are right? Well he started trying to get her to believe this. Ames knows better because she knows a lot of stuff, random stuff at that. He said things like, "I'm tracking you down this instant and will show up at your house in 30 minutes." For one, if he was so called "tracking her," he'd known for one she was a girl. He thought it was a guy named James from the screen name, she was using my screen name to mess with him and not her own. I know now why people hate teenagers so much. So right now, I'm basically having her relay the information to me. She is so smart though. It scares me that i know her. I don't know anyone who know all this stuff. Oh well, i don't listen that much either. Well i'm off here.

    Friday, April 14, 2006

    I Want To Be A....

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    Ha. ha. Now the life of a pornstar would be great, wouldn't it? I mean you can have guilt free sex with about anyone you want. Not that i would. I don't even have sex now. It's my own choice not to. I still think living the life of a porn star would rock.

    Thursday, April 13, 2006

    I Want To Be A Rock Star


    I wanna be a rock star. But, I ain't got what it takes. The drive and the determination. And the lucky breaks. I wanna be a rock star. But, I ain't got the face. I wanna be a rock star. But, I ain't got what it takes. Seeing my face up on the TV. Hearing my songs on the radio. People waiting all day in line to see me. Doing my pose for Rolling Stone. Living lifestyles of the rich and famous. Turning all heads in the music scene. Flying in my own jet plane to Vegas. Riding in a big black limousine. No, I ain't got nothing. But, to you I'm something. Something so much more. I wanna be a rock star. But, I ain't got what it takes. The drive and the determination. And the lucky breaks. I wanna be a rock star. But, I ain't got the face. I wanna be a rock star. But, I ain't got what it takes.

    A Kick-ass Blog I Came Across A Few Days Ago


    This is a 15 year old kid. She is a very bright young girl. Her page is out-standing. Leave her a message and please take a moment to look over her site. It will be well worth your time. Her name is Heather by the way.
    I like the way she is so young yet, she writes like an older person. She has so much imagination as a teenager. She also likes most of the same bands that i do. Which is a major plus in my book. lol. I like her writings the most though. They have so much meaning. Now, i'm just sounding queer. So i'm going to end this now. Baby, I love you Sydney. I love you Shandi. Talk to you two later on.

    Tuesday, April 11, 2006

    Dearest Bunny Dear


    Here's to the girl that wrecked my world,
    The angel that set me in,
    Against my will, I've got time to kill,
    So, I'm going to write this just for her,
    These few words,
    You were the only girl that had my heart,
    Now you've ripped it apart,
    Broken into several pieces,
    Can't believe you'd do this to me,
    I thought we were meant to be,
    I guess you had better things to do then some juvinelle,
    Those times you wished i would try,
    Sleeping at night,
    I'll never be alright,
    Not without you,
    My heart is so blue,
    No, baby i can't live,
    Not without you.
    But i'm moving on,
    I know i was wrong,
    Your words all old,
    The bend, they fold.
    I'm over you,
    Who knew?

    Monday, April 10, 2006

    Rock 'n' Roll


    I don't know about you, but when I was little, one of my biggest fantasies was to be in a band. Come to think of it, one of my biggest fantasies NOW is to be in a band. Being on-stage is, without a doubt, the coolest part. However, there's a lot more to being in a band than just wearing tight leather pants and owning the spotlight. There's also long rehearsal hours, big arguments with your bandmates and mind-numbing touring. I guess what I'm trying to say is that there's more to being a Rolling Stone than just the rock and "rolling". I want to be in a band just without the glamour puss part.

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    Sunday, April 09, 2006

    Long Night

    So basically i've done it again. I've stayed up all night, yet again. I really want to sleep right now and can't.
    Anyways enough of that bullshit. Some Luke dude thinks he is the "King of Rants." Pft! That dude wishes. Come on we all know that Butch "rules everyones ass." So that obviously makes him rule all rants. I mean come on. You think of good rants you automatically see Butch's blog. What an ass.
    On to other news. There has been a hamburger hit by a semi earlier today. Saddened many civilians are holding a ceremony at the funeral home nearest you. It would be much appreciated if you could make it to the funeral. It's still undecided who will speak. We haven't figured out if ketchup or mustard want to say a few words about their dear friend. Although we lost a fair burger in our community we must press on. We can't let these smashed buns get us down. Thanks for the time and sympathy upon reading this.

    Saturday, April 08, 2006

    Another Nite Spent Awake

    i can't seem to sleep anymore. INSOMNIAC all over again. I don't know my thought keep me up at night. Right now i have so many girls that want to date me. It's beginning to become a hassle. My life is like a damn soap opera. Ever girl i've ever met ends up falling in love with me. I don't like that that happens. I don't even mean for it to happen. I just be myself. Like right now i have An Un-named girl (her own protection), Kristie, Ashley, Some Un-named person (for their own protection), Meghan, Shandi, Laura, Steph, Chelsea, Brittany, Abbey, Kaia, and so many more girls that want to date me. I mean i think i should just turn into some asshole. Maybe then girls won't be all into me. Arg! Drives me crazy hoe easy girls fall in love. I'm just like every other dude. i mean i have a dick so yeah i'm just like the rest of them. I mean some of us may not have one (butch) but i'm not going to mention any names.
    Still i only said that because butch is one my fuck with list this weekend. Just had to say something about my little icons didn't you butch? ha ha. Oh well no fuss man. All truth. Well ya'll i'm off here for now. Haven't passed out yet so i'm going to try and make it to my bed if i even can. So i can get up at 10 and call Shandi.

    PEACE BRAH

    Thursday, April 06, 2006

    Yeah i have no clue.

    oh my friend how did you come to trade the fiddle for the drum?

    Tuesday, April 04, 2006

    Arge

    Damn Man! What is up people? Shit be happening left and right anymore. Oh fucking well. Hope everyone having a great ass time. I know i am. Dude i'm off here. I 'll write something later.

    Sunday, April 02, 2006

    Last Nite was super UGH!!! Until i got home and talked to shandi until 3:30am. I ended up getting in a fight with my ex girlfriends older brother because he was uberly drunk. He was hanging all over this girl and shit i mean come on it was only right for me to put him in his place. His friend ®udy busted me in the back with a beer bottle. So now i have a huge ass bruise on my back. Which i don't mind because it doesn't hurt. Right now my Rents are leaving. Thank God! I just wish my little sister would go with them. >< My ex is totally ignoring me right now because of what i did. >< girls i swear.

    So that is what happened last night. Today all i got planned is Staying at home until later on and talking to shandi all day and hopefully my g/f if im lucky enough to even get that part. So i'm guessing i'm stuck here with my sister all day seeing as she didnt leave with the rents. ugh i hate not being home alone it bites major balls.
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