You Can Only Talk About Potatoes So Long

Jerry was in a play called A Man of No Importance recently. I'll talk about that next entry. I've actually already written most of that entry. I just don't feel like finishing it right now, and I've got to get to work. Perhaps I'll write about that later, too. But the point I'm trying to make here is, Jerry leant me his Man of No Importance soundtrack, and this chick who plays that girl in the blue coat sings, "You can only talk about potatoes so long." Well, I've got news for her.

Potatoes are delicious. They're full in carbie-goodness. Why, I love potatoes so much, I could eat them every day of the year. If I were a potato farmer, let me tell you, I would be a happy Holly. Just last night, I ate mashed potatoes with a side of fries, which were filled with... YOU GUESSED IT! ...potatoes. Earlier that day, I had some hash browns. I never understood what was up with that punishment where they make people peel potatoes. I mean, dude--you could turn those babies into sweet potato cassarole! Man, my mouth is watering just thinking about potatoes.

Alright, I guess I should get to work now, but you kids remember to eat your frickin' potatoes. They're delectable. Now just sit back and enjoy these lyrics by "Weird Al" Yankovic.



"Addicted to Spuds"

Potato skins, potato cakes

Hash browns and instant flakes

Baked or boiled or French fried

There's no kind you haven't tried

You planned a trip to Idaho

Just to watch potatoes grow

I understand how you must feel

I can't deny they've got a peel



Wo, you like 'em whether they're plain or they're stuffed, oh yeah

Better face the facts, it seems you can't get enough

You know, you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to spuds



Your greasy hands, your salty lips

Looks like you found the chips

Your belly aches, your teeth grind

Some tater tots would blow your mind

And you don't mind if they're not cooked

You need your fix, I guess you're hooked

And late at night you always dream

Of bacon bits and sour cream



Wo, you like 'em even if they're lumpy or tough, oh yeah

It's pretty obvious to me you can't get enough

You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to spuds



Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds

Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds

Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds

Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds

Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds



I'm giving up, it's just no use

Another case of spud abuse

What can I say, what can I do

Potato bug has got me, too



Woah, I used to hate 'em, now they're all that I eat, oh yeah

I've often seen 'em whipped, but they just can't be beat

Now I'm gonna have to face it, I'm addicted to spuds

See, blue-coated girl? Weird Al wrote a whole song about potatoes! I guess I showed that fictional character!

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Beautiful Disaster

"It's the first time I ever felt this lonely. I wish someone would cure this pain. It's funny when you think it's gonna work out... till you chose weed over me, you're so lame. Can't you see that you lie to yourself? You can't see the world through a mirror. It wont be too late when the smoke clears. 'Cause I, I am still here. But everytime I try to make you smile, you're always feeling sorry for yourself. Everytime I try to make you laugh... you can't, you're too tough. You think you're loveless. Is that too much that I'm asking for?"--"Too Much to Ask"--Avril Lavigne

I never really had friends in high school, except for Sarah, who never had my same lunch hour, and not many of my classes. I remember sitting at my desk and trying to concentrate on weird-arsed journalism assignments, but those freaking preps never shut up. The preps bragged about how wasted they'd gotten over the weekend, the goths actually handed each other bags of weed in the halls, and the freaks were always so obviously high. I was disgusted by all of these groups of people. The only kids who seemed cool to me were the straight-edge band nerds and, since I didn't play an instrument, I hung out by myself, paranoid that every single group made fun of me. I couldn't believe these people did all these drugs, after everything we learned about in health class. I swore I would never hang out with people who knowingly killed their brain cells & altered their perception like that.

I finally made friends in college. As soon as I experienced the thrill of theatre, I knew that was where I belonged. These people seemed to genuinely like me. I became friends with Jerry immediately and, over the months, I fell in love with this incredible gayboy. Life was suddenly wonderful because Jerry was my friend.He drowns in his dreams...He was the most talented, passionate person I'd ever met. The moment I found out he drank all the time and smoked pot every once in a while, I was devastated.An exquisite extreme, I knowI couldn't just stop being his friend... Jerry wasn't one of those nameless high school druggies that I'd so easily called losers.He's as damned as he seemsI was amazed, though... how could someone who was so smart in every other aspect of life do those things to his body?And more Heaven that a heart could holdI knew he was sad, but why did he think drinking and drugs would help? My family didn't entirely understand why I was still hanging out with Jerry. It was because, when I looked at him, I didn't see some guy who did things I completely disagreed with. I still saw one of the most extraordinary people I'd ever met. I wanted to help him somehow, even though he didn't think he needed help. And if I try to save him, my whole world could cave in. It just ain't right... it just ain't right

He recently started attending AA meetings, and I couldn't be prouder of him for that. But at the same time he started AA, he joined a band, which I thought would be great for him. True, he seemed happier now that he could sing all the time, but he now had to go away for a week at a time & at night, the band would sit around a campfire, drinking and smoking pot. He told me these trips were the most fun he'd ever had. That stung. The most fun I've ever had has been with him. I really like Jerry's new bandmate and friend, Shannon. In fact, I think of her as my friend too. But she does smoke weed, and when Jerry's with her, he does too.

The other night, I was at a late-night diner with Jerry and Shannon. After we ate, they wanted to go to her house and watch a movie. But they wanted to smoke pot while they were there. Shannon asked if it'd be cool with me if she & Jerry went ahead and smoked, and then I could come over and we'd watch the movie, so I wouldn't have to see them get high. I understand that she was trying to be nice to me, but I can't be around people who are high. I went home and cried, amazed that I'd been able to keep my composure around them (for once) until I could get into my car and break down in tears. I felt like they'd rather get high than be with me, because they knew I would have continued hanging out with them if they'd just kept away from the pot, and we all could've watched the movie together. And that wasn't all that bothered me... every time I thought about Jerry doing that crap to himself, my insides froze. He didn't seem to understand, but I knew he was endangering his health, his amazing personality, and his incredible talent. Before I'd left the restaurant, I told him I at least wanted him to wait till the high wore off before he drove home. But I researched facts on weed (which Jerry always tells me are complete bullcrap) and a high can last for hours. Thinking about the delayed reaction time marijuana gives a person, I laid my head down on the desk and basically had a nervous breakdown. As much as I love them both & I believe they love me, I get the impression that Jerry and Shannon think I'm a naive little girl.

I can't convince him to stop. I can't talk to anyone about it. I feel so alone... powerless... hurt. Terrified. There's nothing I can do. My tears won't help, but I can't stop them.

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*Gasp* A Serious Entry? From Holly?!

Hey everybody! Is FOD actually going to let me post this? That would really be somethin', wouldn't it? I wrote bunches of entries and saved them all in Wordpad while FOD was being mean and not allowing me to post. *Grumbles* I might post those entires later, but right now I'd like to say what I think about the War on Terrorism. Over the past few days, I've been repeatedly shocked to hear some people say that they don't think much of George W. Bush, and that they think we (U.S.A.) are just being bullies for no reason. Well, I don't understand those folks' reasoning. I don't like war either, but I'm afraid it's necessary right now. My mom introduced me to a song by Darryl Worley, and I wholeheartedly agree with the lyrics, so I thought I'd post them here.
Have You Forgotten?
By Darryl Worley
I hear people saying we don't need this war
I say there're some things worth fighting for
What about our freedom and this piece of ground?
We didn't get to keep them by backing down
They say we don't realize the mess we're getting in
Before you start preaching
Let me ask you this, my friend
Have you forgotten how it felt that day?
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside, going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?
They took all the footage off my T.V.
Said it's too disturbing for you and me
It'll just breed anger, that's what experts say
If it was up to me, I'd show it every day
Some say this country's just out looking for a fight
After 9/11, man, I'd have to say that's right
Have you forgotten how it felt that day?
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have your forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside, going through a living hell
And we vowed to get the ones behind Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?
I've been there with the soldiers who've gone away to war
And you can bet that they remember
Just what they're fighting for
Have you forgotten
All the people killed
Yes, some went down like heroes in that Pennsylvania field
Have you forgotten about our Pentagon?
All the loved ones that we lost
And those left to carry on
Don't you tell me not to worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

Remember to keep our soldiers in your prayers. *Hugs for everyone*

--Holly

I Had a Smile on My Face & I Sat Up Straight

Today, my dad and I worked on math together in preparation for the G.E.D. test I'll be taking on Friday. My sunburn is peeling muchly, but the swelling in my eyelids has lessened considerably, so that's good. I think I scared the people at Fazoli's with my second-degree sunburn, though.

Since nothing very exciting happened today (except that I got to read more of Mondie's AWESOME Newsies fan fic), I'm going to post some lyrics that remind me very much of how I felt in high school. This song mainly reminds me of how things were the year I started at Carman-Ainsworth.

"Unwanted"By Avril Lavigne


All they did was walk over
Start off by shaking your hands
That's how it went
I had a smile on my face and I sat up straight
Oh, yeah, yeah
I wanted to know you
I wanted to show you

[chorus]
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
You don't want me there
You just shut me out
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
If you had your way
You'd just shut me out
Make me go away

No, I just don't understand why
you won't talk to me
It hurts that I'm so unwanted for nothing
Don't talk words against me
I wanted to know you
I wanted to show you

[chorus]
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
You don't want me there
You just shut me out
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
If you had your way
You'd just shut me out
Make me go away
Make me go away

I tried to belong
It didn't seem wrong
My head aches
It's been so long
I'll write this song
That's what it takes

[chorus x2]
Make me go away
Make me go away

--Holly Rachael :-D

Whoop-dee-doo!

This is a lyrics survey that I stole from... um... someone. You're supposed to answer all the questions with song lyrics, but I decided to answer them all with only lyrics by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

1...Who Are You? "I'm just an anorexic codependent bingo addict stripper born without a chin. And I'm only comfortable talking about it when the whole wide world is listening in."--"Talk Soup"

2...What Do You Look Like? "And I'm so cute, I can hardly stand it. And I'm so handsome, honey, I could just die. I know you'll never be as wonderful as me, but at least you can try."--"Such a Groovy Guy"

3...What's Your Secret? "I gotta boogie! I gotta boogie on my finger and I can't shake it off!"--"Gotta Boogie"

4...What do you want to be? "Like a surgeon... hey! Cuttin' for the very first time! Like a su-u-u-urgeon... Here's a waiver for you to sign."--"Like a Surgeon"

5...What Can You Do? "I could shine my pennies or clean my lava lamp. I could spend all day in my underwear watching Ernest Goes to Camp."--"Callin' in Sick"

6...What Can't You Do? "I can't watch this. Cosby Show and Roseanne, I think I've taken 'bout as much as I can!"--"I Can't Watch This"

7...What Is Love (what is your philosophy on love)? "It's all about the Pentiums, baby."--"It's All About the Pentiums. Yeah, I know I could've done better than that.

8...What Is Friendship? "If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends. Make it last forever, friendship never ends."--"Polka Power!"

9...Are You Strong? "George, George, George of the jungle, strong as he can be. Watch out for that tree!"--"George of the Jungle"

10...What Are You Afraid Of? "(Germs) Can't get those parasitic creatures off my face. (Germs) And there's more comin' every day. (Germs) I never said that they could camp out on my body. I wish they'd pack their tiny little bags and move away."--"Germs"

11...What Would You Tell The One Who Loves You? "And when you softly call my name, it's like I'm listenin' to a squeaky chalk sound. And when you look at me that special way, it's hard for me to keep my lunch down. And when you ask me what I'm thinkin' honey, usually I'm thinkin' how I'd really like to tie your head completely up in duct tape so I wouldn't have to listen to you asking me those stupid questions over and over again!"--"I'm So Sick of You"

12...What Do You Want? "I want a new duck. One with big, webbed feet. One that knows how to wash my car and keep his room real neat."--I Want a New Duck"

13...What Do You Want To Say? "When I said I'd be faithful... when I promised I'd be true... when I swore that I could never be with anyone but you.. When I told you that I loved you with those tender words I spoke... I was only kidding! Now, can't you take a joke?"--"I Was Only Kidding"

14...Where Do You Want To BE? "In A-a-a-a-a-albequrque"--"Albequerque. Duh.

15...Who Do You Love? "Me-he-he-helonie... what can the problem be? Oh, sweet Me-he-he-helonie... why won't you go out with me? How can you ignore me when you know that I can't live without you? I have to go through your garbage just to learn more about you!"--"Melonie"

16...How Do You Feel? "Trigger happy! Trigger happy every day! Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away!"--"Trigger Happy"

17...What Would You Do With A Million Dollars? "Gonna buy me a condo. Gonna buy me a Cuisinart. Get de wall-to-wall carpeting. Get de wallet full of credit cards. I'm gonna buy me a condo. Never have to mow the lawn. Gonna get me a T-shirt... with an alligator on."--"Buy Me a Condo"

18. And what else do I have to say? "Wacka wacka doo doo yeah!"--Albequrque

I Can Only Imagine

Time: 10:46 P.M.
I'm Wearing: Floral pajamas.
I Last Ate: Bean w/ tortillas @ Don Pablos.
Holly's Song Pick of the Day: "Imagine- Sing the Wondrous Love of Jesus" by Amy Grant.
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A well known fact about me is that I love Amy Grant. She's been my favorite musical artist for as long as I can remember. Her voice is so ethereal and soothingly cool that my mom and I always say that God put her on Earth to spread faith to those who hear her music. You'll never find a sweeter or more talented person in the world than the great Amy Grant.

She recently came out with a new CD (Legacy... Hymns and Faith), devoted to her love of hymns. Here are the lyrics to my favorite (or one of them, anyway) songs on the album.


"Imagine- Sing the Wondrous Love of Jesus"
By Amy Grant


I can only imagine what it will be like
Will I walk... by Your side?
I can only imagine
What my eyes will see
When You're right looking at me

Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus?
I can only still... imagine

I can only imagine all creation bowed down
The whole universe saying Your name out loud
I can only imagine
All our broken lies ressurected
In the healing light

Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus?
Or will all be still?
Will I stand in Your presence?
To my knees, will I fall?
I can only imagine

Surrounded by forgiveness, what will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus?
Or will all be still?
Will I stand in Your presence?
To my knees, will I fall?
Oh, I can only imagine
I can only i-hoo-hoo-hoo
I can only imagine
Just imagine...
I can only imagine
Imagine

--Holly Rachael :-D

Ode to Harry Potter and Circles Round the Moon

Duuuuuuuude, I was downloading songs from KaZaA yesterday when I absentmindedly searched for "Harry Potter." I was really surprised when a song called "Ode to Harry Potter" by Switchblade Kittens came up. I downloaded it, and it turned out to be this song about Harry Potter from Ginny Weasley's point-of-view! Check out the lyrics:



Ode to Harry Potter
By Switchblade Kittens



I can't help but blush when you're near me
But you just exclude me from your circle of three
I'm right in front of you, but you don't see
You treat me like I'm Colin Creevy

(chorus)
I love you... but it seems you don't love me
My friends say you're so brave
And I know...
You will see that we were meant to be
When you miss me, it'll be too late

I have swallowed so much love, my hair goes red
You come over to my house to see my brother instead
You didn't get my valentine, didn't know what it meant
Every page about you my diary's read

(chorus)
I love you... but it seems you don't love me
My friends say you're so brave
And I know...
You will see that we were meant to be
When you miss me, it'll be too late

(bridge)
Even though you're the one I adore
Next year at Hogwarts, you'll see I've transformed
I will hold my head up high, I'm a Gryffindor
And you won't need to save me anymore

(Repeat chorus x2)

When you miss me, it'll be too late...
When you miss me, it'll be too late.
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And Geri Halliwell's new CD is out, which includes the song "Circles Round the Moon," which was inspired by Harry Potter! I'd go *awesome* in a Harry/Hermione fic, too. Check it out:
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"Circles Round the Moon"
By Geri Halliwell



I get a feeling morning and evening,
Baby, when you get home
I got a vision, my superstition's gone
Baby, I'm shinin', you got me flyin'
Throw me a silver line
Pull me down slowly, kiss me and hold me tight

We can't hide it
We can't fight it
Just feel as you believe

(chorus)
I put a spell on my heart for ya
Wishin' on a little star for ya
Kinda magic in everything we do
Running circles round the moon
Live and I'd die for ya
Get a little bit high for ya
Forever couldn't come too soon
Runnin' circles round the moon

I'm movin' over, you're getting closer
Heaven is in your eyes
Mystical wonder, flowing into our lives
Spirits are wakin' to the love that we're makin'
Angels are on our side
Watching and waiting, catching the joy we cry

We can't hide it
We can't fight it
Just feel as you believe

(chorus)

Out of my mind
Chasin' circles of love, but I find
Every lifetime
It's always you

(chorus)

Strange Relationship

Time: 2:23 P.M.
I'm Wearing: Deep pink Amy Grant shirt and khaki shorts.
I Last Ate: Peanut butter and jelly w/ soy milk.
Holly's Song Pick of the Day: "Strange Relationship" by Darren Hayes.
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I borrowed my mom's Darren Hayes CD that I got her for Mother's Day (yes, I know it sounds like a selfish gift, but I'm only borrowing it so I can burn myself a copy!).

The whole CD is really good, but there's this song on there called "Strange Relationship." Well, my brother, Zach used to go out with my best friend, Sarah, and they had the *weirdest relationship*. They were *constantly* fighting, but when they broke up, they always got right back together again. Now they're broken up for good, and Zach won't speak to her.

Well, check this out. I think this song sounds creepily like them, back when they were together.

Do you love me
Or am I just another trip
In this strange relationship?
You push and pull me... yeah
And I'm about to lose my mind
Is this just a waste of time?
Keep actin' like you own me
I keep running, watch my walkin' out that door
I hear you behind me...

(chorus)
Give me that strange relationship
Never felt pleasure and pain like this
Something so right but it feels so terribly wrong
I keep holdin' on
Give me that strange relationship
One of us gotta let go of this
I keep pushin' and you keep holdin' on
I'm already gone

Do you love me... yeah
We break up and back together
And I swore to myself never
But oh, how you do me, yeah
You strip me of my honor
And I don't ever think I'm gonna...
Break free of these mind games
All I'm tryin' to do is modify my plan
'Cause I can't contain you

(chorus)
Give me that strange relationship
Never felt pleasure and pain like this...
Something so right but it feels so terribly wrong
I keep holdin' on
Give me that strange relationship
One of us gotta let go of this
I keep pushin' and you keep holdin' on
I'm already gone

You keep acting like you own me
I can't control me
You said you never really wanted me back
Well, maybe that's a fact
May I suggest a brand new plan of attack?
And in the fizzle that you're hard to crack
You're way off track
I want you back, I want you gone
Maybe I'm sick of holding on

Do you love me... yeah
Or am I just another trip
In this strange relationship?

(Repeat chorus)

Lyrics, Lyrics, Lyrics, I Tell You!

Time: 4:00 P.M.
I'm wearing: My Amy Grant--Summer of Love '94 T-shirt, black capris, and a cast.
I last ate: Corn flakes and soy milk for breakfast.
Song that's in my head: "What a Good Boy" by Barenaked Ladies.
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Duuuuuuuuude, look! It's a lyrics survey! I haven't done one of these in so long, I simply must. But before I start, I have to say that MY MOM'S BANANA BREAD *ROCKS*! Okay, on with the lyrics survey!

Are you male or female? "Man... I feel like a woman."--Shania Twain's "Man, I Feel Like a Woman".

Who are you? "I'm a hazard to myself. Don't let me get me... I'm my own worst enemy."--"Don't Let Me Get Me" by Pink.

What's something not many people know about you? "I like pianos in the evening sun. Dragging my heels till the day is done."--"Hotwax" by Beck.

Do you believe in God? "We believe in God... and we all love Jesus."--"We Believe in God" by Amy Grant.

Describe your neighborhood. "Say, do you remember that guy Larry next door? Well, he always was the neighborhood clown. Like the time he pulled my pants off and he took those color pictures and posted copies all over town."--"I Remember Larry" by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

How do you look? "My face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world."--"My Father's Eyes" by Amy Grant.

What is love? "What is love? Baby, don't hurt me... don't hurt me... no more."--You know... that techno song.

If you could say three things to the people you love what would it be?
1) To Sarah: "I will be here for you. Somewhere in the night. Somewhere in the night. I'll shine a light for you. Somewhere in the night... I'll be standing by. I will be here for you."--"I Will Be Here For You" by Michael W. Smith.
2) To He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named: "I've got a crush on you... I hope you feel the way that I do. I get a rush when I'm with you. Ooh, I got a crush on you..."--"Crush" by Mandy Moore.
3)To Mom: "So it goes... every life has some rain. Everyone's gotta deal with some pain. But I know... how to make it okay. I tell you what I do... when my back's up to the wall, you know, I run to you."--"Run to You" by Plus One.

What's your secret? "I had a close encounter. I never chew my food. I got eleven nose jobs. I yodel in the nude. And I wanna tell the whole world about it. Right now."--"Talk Soup" by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

What do you want? "I want a new duck. One with big webbed feet. One that knows how to wash my car... and keep his room real neat."--"I Want a New Duck" by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

Are you strong? "I am weak but I am strong."--"Milk" by Garbage.

Where do you wish you were right now? "Viva Las Vegas turning day into nightime, turning night into daytime. If you see it once, you'll never be the same again."--"Viva Las Vegas" by Elvis Presley.

What do you think about your best friends? "In the Father's hands we know... that a lifetime's not too long to live as friends."--"Friends" by Michael W. Smith.

Any words of advice? "You don't know why they had to go this far... they traded your worth for these scars. For you only company. But don't believe the lies that they have told to you. Not one word was true. You're alright, you're alright, you're alright."--"Simon" by Lifehouse.

What do you wish you were doing right now? "I could spend all day in my underwear watching Ernest Goes to Camp."--"Calling in Sick" by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

What do you think about drugs and alcohol? "No me drink, no me smoke."--"No Me Drink" by Bif Naked.

If you could say one thing to your enemy what would it be? "I'm full of emotes. You don't even hurt my pride."--Defense by Bliss 66.

What do you usually do on Friday nights? "We squeeze our toothpaste tubes from the middle and wait till the last minute to pay our phone bills."--"Young, Dumb and Ugly" by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

Are you for World Peace? "I believe that the world believes in love."--"Ghetto" by P.O.D.

What would you do if you won a million dollars? "I'd buy a big house where we both could live."--"Your Song" by Elton John.

What do you think about your school? "It's so bad, it's so bad, it's so bad, it's so bad..."--"Too Bad" by Nickelback.

How do you feel right now? "Feels like sunshine... feels like rain."--"Feels Like Love" by Vince Gill.

Any closing words? "Hey... don't touch that! You don't know where it's been!"--"Germs" by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

Lyrical Surveyness

Wooooooo hoooo! I stole this lovely lyrics survey from Embsbnsync.

~*~ALL ABOUT YOU~*~

Name: "Hurray for HOLLYwood!"--Oh, you know that song.

Birth Place: "A baby's born in the middle of the night at the local delivery room."--"Two People Fell in Love"--Brad Paisley

Where You Live Now: "Hail, hail to Michigan, the champions of the world!"--Michigan fight song

Age: "I'm only seventeen..."--"17" by Mandy Moore.

Gender: "Man, I feel like a woman."--Shania Twain

Marital Status: "I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love and I have to use the self-service pump."--"One More Minute" by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

Eyes: "So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean... Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen."--"Your Song" by Ewan McGregor... or Elton John. :-)

Job: "See, it would be different if you had something, maybe like a J.O.B."--"Celebrity" by 'N Sync


~*~FAVORITES~*~

Holiday: "Chris-mis, Chris-mis! Be-u-tiful... Chris-mis, Chris-mis!"--Christmas by Cletus T. Judd.

Animal: "He's a cat, and I know that."--The Garfield theme song.

Color: "Pink is my favorite color!"--"Pink" by Aerosmith. Wow, that one was easy.

Place: "Viva Las Vegas!"--You know, who *does* sing that?

Time Of Day: "We only come out at night... we only come out at night... the days are much too bright... we only come out at night."--"We Only Come Out at Night," Smashing Pumpkins

Way To Travel: "So the very next day we loaded up the car
with potato skins and pickled weiners, crossword puzzles, Spiderman comics and mama's homemade rhubarb pie, Pulled out of the driveway, and the neighbors, they all waved goodbye. And so began our three-day journey."--"Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnessota" by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

Food: "The other day in the checkout line, they were ringin' up my rice and beans..."--"Curious Thing" by Amy Grant.

Dream: ...I'll have to get back to you.

Subject: "Daria! Da-a-aria!"--"Daria" by Cake.

Tool: "I only got a three-inch tool!"--Bob Rivers.

Lyrics Survey

-What's your mind like?
"I'm looking past the shadows in my mind into the truth, and I'm trying to identify the voices in my head. God, which one's you? Let me feel one more time what it feels like to feel and break these calluses off of me one more time."--"Breathing" by Lifehouse.
-What do you think about life in general?
"Somewhere down the road, there'll be answers to the questions. And somewhere down the road, though we cannot see it now... somewhere down the road you will find mighty arms reaching for you... and they will hold the answers at the end of the road."--"Somewhere Down the Road" by Amy Grant
-Describe your love life:
"I'm living in the moment, keepin' my heart open, but I'm only seventeen."--"17" by Mandy Moore.
-How's your family situation?
"Oh, how the years go by. And oh, how the love brings tears to my eyes. All through the changes, the soul never dies. We fight, we laugh, we cry... as the years go by."--"Oh, How the Years Go By" by Amy Grant
-How do you feel right now?
"I feel good, yeah, I feel fine."--"You're a Star" Josie and the Pussycats.
-What's your favorite pastime?
"I like pianos in the evening sun. Draggin' my heels till the day is done. Saturday night in the captain's clothes. Tin horns blowin' with my jury 'fros."--"Hotwax" by Beck.
-What is on your mind?
"Somethin' stinks in the fridge today and it's been rottin' there all week. It could be liver cake or woolly mammoth steak. Well, maybe I should take another peek... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"--"Livin' in the 'Fridge" by "Weird Al" Yankovic.
-What's it like where you live?
"We live on South Hampton Avenue. We'll leave the welcome light on for you. Now that you think you know who we are, how do you like us so far?"--"South Hampton Avenue by Blessid Union of Souls.
-What question do you ask a lot?
"I'm on my cell phone... what the *$@# did you say?"--"What The *$@# Did You Say" by Cledus T. Judd

*Tear* I'd have to leave my mommy?

Oh! Heavens, this is a tough theme entry. The deal is, I get to live in paradise for a year... but I can't contant my friends or family for all that time.

Hmm... I'll bet nobody could believe I would leave for paradise without my mom... actually, I couldn't either. No... no, I couldn't do it.

But if I could, I'd go to stay at the Flamingo Hilton in Las Vegas! They have this really rockin' garden/pool area. It's too cool for description, really. And if there was a hottie around there who was also obsessed with Daria (and he's a vegan, of course), that would be greeeeeeeeeeeeeat.

Mmmkay?

--Holly the "Holy" Zintel ():-)

And I... am Grandma Z.'s grandaughter...
I'm nothing like my father
And when the day is done, my momma's still my only fan
All the time, I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends that bug me
And that's who I am

My Idol, Amy Grant

I started listening to Amy Grant when I was about three years old, when my mom discovered her. Amy has a really unique voice, so beautiful, it almost sounds otherworldly. My mom and I are convinced that God sent Amy here so that people would realize how gorgeous His wonders can be. Mom even painted a mural on her bedroom wall of Amy Grant as an angel. We talk about her as if we know her personally (well, we *have* met her).

This is one of my favorite Amy Grant songs off of her Christmas to Remember album, "Welcome to Our World."

Welcome to Our World
By Amy Grant

Tears are falling
Hearts are breaking
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised
We've been waiting
Welcome, Holy Child
Welcome, Holy Child

Hope that You don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
But long awaited Holy Stranger
Make yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home

Bring Your peace into our violence
Bid our hungry souls be filled
World now breaking Heaven's silence
Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world

Fragile finger sent to heal us
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart Whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born

So wrap our injured flesh around You
Breathe our air and walk our sod
Rob our sin and make us holy
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world

Song Lyrics to Live By

Isn't Love Hewitt the chick? Aside from the fact that she broke up with Carson Daly in such a cruel way, I mean. Hmm... still wondering about that one... Oh well. The girl has some good songs! These are some song lyrics by her that I wish more people would take to heart like I do. I've listened to the song repeatedly, and think of it every time I see something that breaks my heart. It keeps me at least semi-strong. :-)

"I Believe in Love"
By Jennifer Love Hewitt

I saw the news today
A teenage boy blown away
Another mother's lost her only son
He learned his way at school
That fighting is the golden rule
For twenty dollars, you can own a gun

I saw the words in red
Someone painted "Love is dead"
On the sign above the football field
I had to turn away
It hurts my soul to think that way when love's what's real

'Cause I believe in...
I believe in love
And I believe in the miracles in us
And no matter what they say
They can never take away what I believe in
I believe in...

In 1942, a demon army trampled through
Every inch of her forgotten town
Her family hid away
A secret place above decay
And there they lived and breathed without a sound
She learned to write that year
Of every scream she dare not hear
And every tortured soul she'd one day meet
One day the soldiers came
And marched her family to the train
And left her diary lyin' in the street
And it read...

I believe in...
I believe in love
And I believe in the miracles in us
And no matter what they say
They can never take away
What I believe in...
I believe in...

Why is it that we can't help but look for
The crack of light
In the darkest skies?
When will we learn to understand
That we were right and wrong?
Love's the only thing that's real

So, here we go again
Fighting till the bitter end
Better off to go our seperate ways
And as you slam the door
I swear that I will love no more
But you can't believe a word I say
And that's right

'Cause I believe in...
I believe in love
And I believe in the miracles in us
And no matter what I say
It can never take away what I believe in...
I believe in..

I believe in...
I believe in love
And I believe in the miracles in us
And no matter what they say
It can never take away what I believe in
I believe in love
Love's the only thing that's real

*Sob* I'm Sick!

Welp... nothing cool has happened to me in forever. 'Cause I'm sicker than the lyrics to that Sublime song, "Caress Me Down." I've got three words to describe this week: Dry heaves suck. Oh yeah, and: Stiff necks blow. Okay, I think that says it all.

Um... the new 98 Degrees CD is cool. That song, "Yesterday's Letter" is nifty as heck. I don't see why everyone likes "Dizzy" so much, though. It probably just reminds them of 'N Sync's distorted cybersex song, "Digital Get Down." "Alert! Your satellite beam has been interrupted..." Oh, sorry. That song's catchy. Hey, at least you don't *really* have to hear me sing, right?

Okay, I'll now leave you with the lyrics to my favorite new 98 Degrees song, "Yesterday's Letter" before I go out to dinner with Mom, Julie, and Grandma.

"Yesterday's Letter"
By 98 Degrees

I wrote a letter yesterday
Just trying to explain
Couldn't find the words to say
'Cause you are so far away
So far away
I wrote a letter yesterday
It's so hard for me to face
That it had to end this way
But my love will never change
Will never change
When I search my soul to find the truth about the love we shared
I wonder why you're no longer here

(Chorus)
You can just walk away
But I don't feel the same
My heart still beats for you, breathes for you, sings for you
And those feelings will never fade

I can hide my pain
But I can never hide the way I feel for you
I've been talking in my sleep
About the way it used to be
Girl, I pray that you'll hear me
And then I'll see you in my dreams
Oh, in my dreams
But I can't forget the words you said
To move on with my life
And no matter what, I'll carry you inside

(Chorus)
You can just walk away
But I don't feel the same
My heart still beats for you, breathes for you, sings for you
And those feelings will never fade

Sooner or late, you're going to realize
That this type of love happens once in your life
So, open your eyes, girl, and see what we could be
Come back to me

(Chorus)
You can just walk away
But I don't feel the same
My heart still beats for you, breathes for you, sings for you
And those feelings will never fade

Aren't those about as nifty as Nick Lachey suddenly appearing at your front door? Well, not quite, but...

When I Was Your Age

Here's some nifty "Weird Al" lyrics that I think you'll enjoy. Unless you're a DISRESPECTFUL PUNK! Yep...

"When I Was Your Age"
By "Weird Al" Yankovic

Let me tell you, sonny... let me set you straight
You kids today ain't never had it rough
Always had everything handed to you on a silver plate
You lazy brats think nothing's good enough

Well, nobody ever drove me to school when it was 90 degrees below
We had to walk butt naked through 40 miles of snow
Worked in the coal mine 22 hours a day for just half a cent
Had to sell my internal organs just to pay the rent

When I was your age. When I was your age...
When I was your age. When I was your age...

Let me tell you something, you whiny little snot
There's something wrong with all you kids today
You just don't appreciate all the things you've got
We were hungry, broke and miserable and we liked it fine that way

There were seventy three of us living in a cardboard box
All I got for Christmas was a lousy bag of rocks
Every night for dinner we had a big chunk of dirt
If we were really good we didn't get dessert

When I was your age. When I was your age...
When I was your age. When I was your age...

Didn't have no telephone didn't have no FAX machine
All we had was a couple of cans and a crummy piece of string
Didn't have no swimming pool when I was just a lad
Our neighbor's septic tank was the closest thing we had
Didn't have no dental floss had to use old rusty nails
Didn't have Nintendo, we just poured salt on snails
Didn't have no water bed, had to sleep on broken glass
Didn't have no lawn mower, we used our teeth to cut the grass

What's the matter now, sonny, you say you don't
Believe this junk?
You think my story's wearin' kinda thin?
I tell you one thing, I never was such a disrespectful punk
Back in my time, we had a thing called discipline

Dad would whoop us every night till a quarter after twelve
Then he'd get too tired and he'd make us whoop ourselves
Then he'd chop me into pieces and play Frisbee with my brain
And let me tell ya, Junior, you never heard me complain

When I was your age. When I was your age...
When I was your age. When I was your age...

Nifty Song Lyrics

I love this song! It's by Amy Grant's ex-husband, Gary Chapman, and it makes me cry. *Sniff sniff*. Ah, crap, not again!.

The Bridge
By Gary Chapman

There is a river running through this town
It carries the water
There isn't any way to slow it down or make it stop
I was a baby when the big bridge fell
So I don't remember
But I have listened to the stories well
And so, I know
They were falling to the surface
They were calling
To their God
And their cry was..
"Sweet Jesus,
Please, won't you catch us?
Save us...
Sweet Jesus,
Please won't you hear us crying?"
Fishing for luck beneath the bridge that day...
A man in his 80s.
He saw it happen and began to pray
As he dove in
He found a mamma and her baby boy
They both wouldn't make it
The mamma handed him her only joy
He took the child
And he was swimming
Like he was 20
He made shore-line
Then he died
And his thoughts were...
"Sweet Jesus,
Please won't you catch us?
Save us...
Sweet Jesus,
Please, won't you hear us crying?"
I miss my mother and the brave old man
Though I never knew them
They are the soul inside the man I am
I bear their dreams
And I am walking... in their footsteps
I am talking... to their God
And my prayer is,
"Sweet Jesus,
Please, won't you catch us?
Save us...
Sweet Jesus,
Please, won't you hear us crying?
We're all crying."