August 22nd, 2001



i love music videos.. i could watch them all day..the good ones anyway.. i love music.. it defines so much of me.. i cant go anywhere without my walkman.. seriously..

music just defiens a little bit of everyone and sends out messages.. like i'm listening to Queen latifah's UNITY.. dude..the song kicks some fuckin ass.. thats right we're not all bitches and hos.. hehe.....i love queen latifah.. and me and chris were talkign about missy elliot.. and how talented she is..its true.. her ideas for videos and her music is so unique.. its all good

i'm bored ..someone call me
  • Current Music
    queen latifah - u.n.i.t.y.

fuckin asshole

so i was at the mall today.. with justin and bobby.. and we met up with ryan and erica.. then justin pissed me off.. so i left.. then they cought yup with me.. and ryan and erica went elsewhere.. so justin pissed me off again for no reason.. and i went to go find erica and ryan..but they left and when i got back to where justin and bobby were..they were gone i was just like fuck it... i went to Regal in rockville by bus to go see a movie...i saw rat race cause it was the only thing playing at the time i was there.. it was ok.. funny.. random flying cows...good times.. i called avi afterward to see if he wanted to hang out.. but he was like doing laundrey or something so maybe later in the week.. then i took the bus back to the mall.. and met up with kevin mccarthy who promised to buy me lunch one day.. which rocks..i love him.... then i called ryan to ask foor a ride home..she was busy..jordan was a church.. and i didnt have anyone to call i called fedeli.. (who i'm so incredably pissed at...asshole).. i asked him for a ride.. and he was like "do u have any money" i was like " i gotta dollar".. i already owe him 10$ from like past rides... and he brought up that shit.. he cant possibly be a friend or something and do anything kind out of the goodness of his heart.. the only reason i didnt want to walk and/or take the bus is cause the burn on my arm from the cookies the other night started bleeding.. and i had like nothing to hold the blood with all the way walking home.. so yeah..whatever.. i didnt tell him cause he probably wouldnt care.. or charge me more or something.. whatever..he's making me a bill and apparently informing my mom that i owe him 12$ thats gonna make a fuckin difference.. it will just make my mom (if she's even in the fuckin country) bitch at me even more for some reason which isnt her business anyway.....whatever....

hopefully hopefully hopefull charlie will come tomarrow.. and like not back out again.. cause that would fuckin suck.... tomarrow i have to spend the day cleaning shit and having my mom bitch at me cause i dont have any room in MY room to put my things.. which is retarted anyway cause she wants to sell the house.. so i'm just like give me aa big fuckin box to put all my shit in. MY room is clean..there is nothign on the floor but my CD cases and shit which is nothing..she's planning on getting rid of my gargoyles.. and my candles which she told me to put downstairs..she is now all like take them upstairs.,..which pisses me the fuck off also...

i called daniel to see if he could give me a ride home tonight..but apparently he has to work night shifts... like 9pm- 7am.. which really sucks for him.. and apprently his new girll the one that came over.. only wants him for sex.. which is sad.. i guess...cause daniel doesnt like her for that reason..go fuckin figure right..

whatever..i want to spend time with my friends.. being chris..i havent beent o his house in ages! i'm in like chris'scouchdenial.. whatever..

i'm just so mad at like everything right now.....especially fedeli...fuckin asshole..pissed me the fuck off.. anyone fuckin cares

call me if u want..lates
  • Current Music
    Radiohead - Paranoid Android

poems by ann rich


Walking along the beach, endless and endless miles of seashore with time to explore.
Empty shells are all that I can see so I pick them up and carry them away with me.
Quite a collection I find I have so I carry them for a safer place to be.
The sun beating down on them with a glimmer of light that catches my eye.
More and more I find to carry with me a salvation hard to describe.
So much beauty and so many different shapes,
But they all lay in such a commonplace.

As I carry these empty shells away with me,
The weight begins to slow me down.
So I sort through them one by one.
Each carries a moment in need.
Each one in different places I have found.
And each with a memory that has only just begun.


Love and trust the battle within,
One of armor and one of cloth,
Both equal in strength and at a great loss.
Cornered by time to live again,
A moment to go back to where you have been.
The principles of pleasure intrude on a pleasant dream.
Love and trust the battle within shouts its damning scream!
One of armor, one of cloth and both are determined to rise again.

Conflict and pressure begin to adhere to this occasion.
One second to catch your thoughts of stop, go, or yield?
Beset by these restless conflicts your need to release introduces itself.
Provoked to endure a graceful truce the weak one falls to submission.
Love and trust the battle within proclaims the very same guild.
One of armor, one of cloth, and both equal with the greatest strength in this world that we build.


It was the night after the full moon,
This was the night that I saw the moon between the trees.
It was huge! The color of melon,
My world was lit as my life had instantly risen.
I saw light gray clouds all dismayed with dark blue visions.
My moment had come forth and all at once I felt a life inside begin to breathe.
Three decades of life had passed by me.
Cascades of shadows, erupting dark and gray.
Now they evolve in true sight and all of this for my eyes to see!
"Oh My God", dear God,
This is my world mine all mine in every way!
And this is what I have dropped before thee?

At such a long distance, that glimmer has covered over me.
So many nights I lay before thee.
Not one word and not even one moment heard.
For it was silence, for I could not breathe.
An hour had passed since I saw the moon between the trees.
It had vanished and no longer could I see,
The dark blue vision, the one that could not breathe.
I saw the melon with its glimmer, the one that had covered over me.
I felt the breath inside that I could not breathe.
"Oh My God"! My dearest God, I have found what I lay before Thee!
I have found the vision of gray and how huge it was for my eyes to see!
"My dear God, my only God",
Oh how I have forsaken this precious life you have given to me!


Mornings delight present with the laughter of children.
Streets are full with the pitter-patter of little feet that are out and about.
Each home with a gift on this street, many seeds with many sprouts.
Laughter and joy fill the air allowing the child in you to cheer again.
Little hearts pounding with excitement from all that is complete and genuine.
Streets are full with the sounds of our innocence, many screams with many shouts.
Little lives engaged with the will to thrive on this street, not one with a glimpse of doubt.
The happy place is what I see, a place of comfort that carries us back to where we've already been.

The happy place holds many things,
The warmest images are portrayed by the innocence of a child's smile.
The happy place holds many memories,
The face of authenticity is what this child's smile brings.
The happy place is our gift from the most precious child.
Genuine smiles that give this world some truth with pure honesty!

Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich

* These poems are registered with "The Library of Congress" and have already been published. Please feel free to share them!