Can't keep waiting to live

There's too many things that i haven't done yet
Too many sunsets
I haven't seen
You can't waste the day wishing it'd slow down
You would've thought by now
I'd have learned something

I made up my mind when i was a young girl
I've been given this one world
I won't worry it away
But now and again i lose sight of the good life
I get stuck in a low light
But then Love comes in

How far do i have to go to get to you
Many the miles, Many the miles
How far do i have to go to get to you
Many the miles
But send me the miles and i'll be happy to follow you Love

I do what i can wherever i end up
To keep giving my good love
And spreading it around
Cause i've had my fiar share of take care and goodbyes
I've learned how to cry
And i'm better for that

Sing how far do i have to go to get to you
Many the miles, Many the miles
How far do i have to go to get to you
Many the miles
Send me the miles and i'll be happy to
Follow you Love

Red letter day and i'm in a blue mood
Wishing that blue would just carry me away
I've been talking to God don't know
If it's helping or not
But surely something has got to got to got to give
Cause i can't keep waiting to live

How far do i have to go to get to you
Many the miles, Many the miles
How far do i have to go to get to you
Many the miles
But send me the miles and i'll be happy to yeah
How far do i have to go to get to you
Many the miles, Many the miles
How far do i have to go to get to you
Many the miles, Many the miles
Been talking to God don't know if it's helping or not
Many the miles, Many the miles
How far do i have to go to get to you
Many the miles, Many the miles
Oh send me the miles and i'll be happy to
Follow you Love

There's too many things i haven't done yet
Too many sunsets i haven't seen

-Not meaning to copy Ness, but these are some lyrics also by Sara that I can relate to what is going down for me. I hope you might enjoy them as much as I do.

Sorries and quotes

Hey kids. Let's start off with a Happy St. Patty's day Halla. I'm not wearing green but if you pinch me I will kill you.

Now, to the heart of the issue. People hide things from me. It sucks but alas it is truth. Why does this occur? I have had some meditation on this question. And, like many questions before it, I don't know the answer yet. However, i have come to the conclusion that I put strains on my friendships. You see, I am an extreme case of neurotic behavior. For those of you readers of my blog you might remember a mention of a 'sassy bruntette' who subsequently broke me. Yeah, she and I used to be friends. Like good friends who talked about life, about liberty, and my pursuits of TV on DVD. Then, when I started to have feelings for her, my meurocies took over and screwed the friendship.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not shouldering all the responsibility for the friendship going awry. But a large portion of the blame is my own. Granted, that is only one case, but I think with all my friends (mostly my close ones) I might be taking advantage of their willingness to excuse my less admirable quirks. So to those of you who I've butted heads with over the past couple of days, this is my blogospheric apology. I realize that some change needs to occur in my life and I am going to try pull a 'Bob the Builder', otherwise known as a 'Chasten' to the Florida friends (and for those of you who get neither reference, I'm gonna try and fix it).

Thanks for bearin with me to the bear end. And I hope you bear around to see me again. Por Favor Mantanganse Alejado de Las Puertas.

And there goes the mailman

All I'm going to say is when you are upset and angry, it's not exactly the best time to make decisions.

There is some food for thought kids.

Not in the loop

Lets start with how it sucks that I have no communication with my best friend. I send e-mails. I have really tried. He does not respond. I don't know what else I can do. He says things in family e-mails that are forwarded to me that, although they appear harmless, sting me to my core. I truly feel like I am losing my best friend.

Now, imagine your best friend had feelings for someone and didn't tell you. How would that feel? To me it's something akin to diving head first into a box of glass shards that has a false bottom and when is hit, opens and falls thirty feet to a pool of blood thirsty sharks.

Sure that is a slight overexaggeration, but hey. This is my blog and I can dramatize things if I want to.

I'm here, I'm straight, get used to it!

So has anyone ever assumed you are of homosexual origin? No? Really? Cause that is basically all I get here. I accept the fact that I am entertainment which is where the mo's are kept. And in all honesty it's fine if you like to kiss other boys but that does NOT mean that everyone with a penis agrees. You can be gay. That is fine. Just don't be gay up on me.

I understand that the majority of people here are gay, so the "rule" 'gay until proven straight' makes sense here. But girls, if you go ahead and assume I am gay how will I prove that I am straight. It's a flaw in the idea. And guys. I like girls. Sorry to be graphic, but I like boobs. I do NOT like wedding tackle, cahones, or anything that I already have. I mean, I like my set but I have no need for another. And also, my sexual preferences are NOT (I cannot stress this enough) going to change. So once you know I am straight, DON'T ask the next day if I still am. Cause then you are a stupid gay man which is the annoying brand.

Yes. No one likes an idiotic homo.

Long time no see

Hey kids. It's been awhile. Much stuff to report so I will try to fill ya'lls in in three blogs or less.



So I am now good friends with Goofy. The big boss just decided he could be friends with shorter playas such as myself. And lemme just tell you, hanging with Goof and chillin with Tigga. Very different. Tigga completely wore me out, but at times I miss him. Goofy can be a pain in my neck (sometimes literally), but he is alot easier to be around.

Which leads to the story of my favorite shift. It was last saturday and it was a breakfast at the Regal Sun Hotel. For starts it was Sherlock Holms Goofy. Meaning he didn't have his massive green hat on, which means he didn't complain that his head hurt. Does that make sense? Anyways, next it was only 2 half hour sets which for dining is about as amazing as it can get. Then, our off set location was a freaking hotel room! Meaning naps on beds. Fantastic. and finally, We got to eat from the buffay. All things combined makes Casey a happy boy!