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Monday, January 02, 2006

Mon, 02 Jan 2006 05:04:10 GMT

So I'm changing my life... again
I'm tired of half assing my way through everything and doing stupid shit that I don’t need to
first things first, I'm quitting drinking, is retarded and can pretty much fuck my life over beyond belief
second, I'm going to try to do well in school so I can go to college and live a happy life
third, I'm dedicating to paintball, second only to school, its my passion and I will succeed at it

I just looked back at my blog from after my wreck, and I realized that I have fallen back in the habit of taking every day for granted. Appreciate every day you’re given and live it out to the fullest.

Friday, September 09, 2005

Fri, 09 Sep 2005 20:03:06 GMT

The more im here, the more i realize i can't leave.
I love Atlanta, it will always be my home, no matter what i have offered to me away from here.

FILA

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Wed, 07 Sep 2005 14:46:30 GMT

Well its time for an update
Things are much better in terms of friendships that were torn during summer :)and i basicly had the best and worst weekend ive ever had.
ill start w/ the good
friday i went to the movies w/ myy cousins (taylo, alex, and leah) and saw wille wanke for the 3rd time hahahaha
saterday Nikki came over and we watched dane and family guy
sunday me and maynerd went to hillbilly usa

Monday i threw donw a lobor day party, it wasnt very good but the next one will be better

If you realy want to know the bad, call me

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Sat, 30 Jul 2005 20:34:22 GMT

dude andie needs to come home cause this song reminds me of her everytime i hear it

and we can eat mexican :)

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Wed, 13 Jul 2005 02:59:08 GMT

well new music :)
and an update
though most of you will laugh, ive decided im going to persue nhb fighting 100%

Monday, June 13, 2005

Mon, 13 Jun 2005 21:37:02 GMT

NOT Guilty

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Tue, 07 Jun 2005 03:41:35 GMT

So it just occurred to me
I like genuinely beautiful girls
not "hot babes" just like naturally pretty girls

Thursday, June 02, 2005

Thu, 02 Jun 2005 02:56:43 GMT

hhhmmmmmmmmmmm
it almost 11 and im bored
leave me some <3

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Thu, 19 May 2005 02:14:39 GMT

The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.

What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us.

Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.

Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.

One who makes no mistakes never makes anything.

Yesterday is history,
tomorrow is a mystery,
and today is a gift;
that’s why they call it the present.

One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown
is the belief that one's work is terribly important.

The best things in life aren’t things.

You see things and say 'Why?';
but I dream things that never were and I say 'Why not?' "

Be yourself. Who else is better qualified?

It is an ironic habit of human beings to run faster when we have lost our way.

Our greatest glory is not in never failing but in rising up every time we fail.

Don’t be afraid your life will end;
be afraid that it will never begin.

Practice random acts of kindness

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should he have all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything?

It didn't seem fair. As the thought fermented the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and he found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - that thought now controlled his life.

Late one night as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now there was only silence ----- deathly silence.

The following morning the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take it away -- no works, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after make sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.

When you come to the edge of all the light you know,
and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown,
faith is knowing one of two things will happen:
There will be something solid to stand on,
or you will be taught how to fly.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Wed, 11 May 2005 20:51:25 GMT

How Pro will you be? (Paintball) by Diesel
Name
Best Marker you currently own
What will be your 50 time (seconds)	9
How many BPS you will shoot	25
How much money you will make	$639,501
Fans	749,860
Your Team Name	Fuck Us
Age you will turn Pro	25
PSP or NPPL	NPPL
Main Sponser	SmartParts
Times you won	209,517
Times you got bunkered	283

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