The Gallivanting Maunder

Gallivant: 1. To roam about in search of pleasure or amusement. 2. To play around amorously; flirt. Maunder 1. To talk incoherently or aimlessly. 2. To move or act aimlessly or vaguely; wander. 3. 3: speak (about unimportant matters) rapidly and incessantly

Monday, October 31, 2005

this evening...

Hello there. Welcome.

I was sorely tempted to paint my fingernails black a minute ago. But I didn't give in and so here I am. Maybe I'll paint them black whenever I do my ripped up heart shot for Joe. See, here's my original.



And Joe said to rip the heart up, which I think is a good idea. So... One of these days, I shall.

First sign that I'm in a rebellious/depressed mood, I start listening to rock/punk music.

Like this--
I'm Not Okay (I Promise)"

Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed

I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)

But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)

Yeah. Thats by My Chemical Romance.

I'm leaving now. Farewell.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

The Gallivanting Maunder

I am 57% Emo.
Emo Kid  ...sniff.
Well.. I've made the cut! Now I'll go buy some promise rings and knit myself a sweater.


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I am 33% Goth.
Slave to Goth.
Goth ny night, normal by day. Deep in my heart I know I am evil, but not on the company's time. I do need to eat.


I am 18% Hippie.
So Not a Hippie.
What? Am I a Republican? Why did I even bother taken this test?! I guess I’ll back to my George W. Bush fan club and tell them I just wasted 10 minutes of my life. At least I don’t stink, man.


I am 19% Metal Head.
Void of Metal.
I am going to watch some more TRL and stay out of the mosh pit. I'll only get myself hurt. I'm a lamer. A RUSTY BOLT, in the metal world. A poser. A -real- metal head would kick my ass.


Tuesday, October 18, 2005

He took the first step, I took the second.

Hello my dears.

I should go to bed. I'm tired, but good.

I did take the second step today. And I took it silently, but took it none the less.

Becky was full enough of words I guess. :-) 'Twas a wee bit funny.

Today I met Sharon for lunch, and then we went piano music shopping. After that I did some errands around town and went to my grandmothers' and cut her hair.

Becky and I went to Kate and Sam's last volleyball game, and the guys soccer game at Faith. They all lost. :-( Sigh....

But after, Emily, Hannah, Kate, Sam, Becky and I hung out-- got dinner and then went to the library. And then we all went our different ways. But it was nice hanigng out in an unstructured way.

Anyway.... I am going to bed now. Farewell.

-L