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Weekend? What weekend?
Posted May 13, 2003
*vague memories drifting in and out*
Escalators
Jim Beam
Eddie Murphy
Lumps... round... back.
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Latest reply: May 13, 2003
When
Posted Apr 29, 2003
When the world is going your way
And you feel like you’re on top
When it throws you in the darkest pit
Your smile will never stop
When you’ve ridden all the gambles
Lady Luck is on your side
And you’ve taken all the chances
And never been denied
When no matter what life gives you
A silver lining’s there
You’re a very lucky person
A soul without a care
It’s not the same for all though
Not everyone can smile
Not all can ride their chances
And some haven’t for a while
When it seems like every choice
Is destined to be wrong
You’re not part of life anymore
Just being dragged along
When all around are laughing
Your face is set like stone
There’s nothing to be happy for
You’re utterly alone
When parents, mates and closest friends
Just don’t seem to care
And all you want is someone
To tell you they’ll be there
When misery surrounds you
There’s nothing left to feel
And when you feel as low as this
Is it possible to heal?
It’s one of the worst feelings
A person can go through
The pain, the hurt, the suffering
I know, cause I’m there too.
Kris Roe
29/04/03
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Latest reply: Apr 29, 2003
Happy Easter
Posted Apr 17, 2003
Well, I'm in such a good mood today and nothing's gonna stop it.
So far I've had a fight, made up and had an engaging conversation with a photocopier. Made a certain person blush several times. Lost £50 on the gambler. Drank 4 cans of Red Bull. Bounced like a hyperactive loony down the street. Danced in the lift at work (while people I don't know were in there) and generally grinned like an idiot all day.
All that, and I'm not even drunk. Can't wait for what this weekend is gonna bring.
Have a fantastic Easter weekend everyone, whether you celebrate Easter or not, don't turn down the opportunity to have a good time. It's what we all need more of in our lives and something we deny ourselves far too often.
Is the glass half empty or is the glass half full?
Who gives a sh!t? Down it and order another.
Alkland.
P.S. For the blushworthy one:
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Latest reply: Apr 17, 2003
Gone.
Posted Apr 7, 2003
I wrote this many years ago about a real life person with whom I was in love. During my time on hootoo I have had many good pieces of advice and because of that I have decided to destroy the original piece of paper I wrote this next passage on. I carried it for 4 years of the 10 that I loved her and she, upon finding out how I felt carried it for a further 3 years. Nothing will ever happen between us and it is time for me to stop hanging on to the past. However, I would like a record of the passage as it is possibly the best piece of writing I have ever done and just because I may want to read it again someday.
"As I stood on the pavement in the bitter, biting night air, I looked at Claire, taking in every little detail of her face. I knew this would be the last time I saw her, so I studied her face, her deep inviting eyes and her long silky brown hair which was plastered against her neck in the pouring rain. I also remembered her warm personality, her sense of humour, her intense love of life and that wonderful smile. The smile that would brighten an entire room and always cause me to smile myself.
But the smile was absent tonight, and her sense of humour had been locked away. I didn’t want it to end this way. “So, I guess this is goodbye then?” she said. I nodded, unable to find words. I slowly moved towards her and reaching up, brushed my hand gently against her cheek. She took hold of my hand and leaning forward, we kissed, long and tender. Images of the times we had spent together flashed through my mind, leaving a picture of her that would never be forgotten. As our lips parted, I held her in my arms not wanting to let go. She had touched my life and a piece of her would remain in my heart forever.
I turned to leave and gave her one last look. A sudden sense of loss overcame me and I started to feel empty. As I turned to go she whispered “I love you” so softly it was almost lost in the rushing wind. I slowly walked down the street, things becoming a blur and all I could see in my mind was Claire. I turned round to see if I could… but it was too late. She had gone.
And as I continued down the road I was thankful for the rain because it masked the streams of tears running down my face. I heard myself whisper “I love you, too”. And the rain seemed to fall harder."
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Latest reply: Apr 7, 2003
P*ssed off.
Posted Mar 5, 2003
I’m not entirely sure where this rant will end up, I’m just talking cause it seems to help. I’m really stuck with my life at the moment. Since coming back from Burton at the end of last year, everyone seems to be different. My parents treat me different, my mates are different even my brother has been distant. While I was down in Burton my brother turned to a mutual friend to go drinking with after I left. Now they’re so close he’ll sometimes go out and not even ask if I want to join them, whereas before we would always plan things together and anyone who wanted to join – could. It might just be me being stupid, but this is certainly not how I expected it. They all begged me to move home when my job finished as they had “missed me” but I don’t know if I made the right move after all. Not only that my life just isn’t on the track I thought it would be by now. I’m 26 and should be starting to think about settling down but I’m single and things don’t show any sign of changing. I’m unhappy with my body, I have no self esteem. Ah well. Needed to get that off my chest.
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Latest reply: Mar 5, 2003
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