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| May. 11th, 2007 09:02 pm feel Come and hold my hand I wanna contact the living Not sure I understand This role I've been given I sit and talk to God And he just laughs at my plans My head speaks a language I don't understand I just wanna feel Real love feel the home that I live in Cos I got too much life Running through my veins Going to waste I don't wanna die But I ain't keen on living either Before I fall in love I'm preparing to leave her Scare myself to death That's why I keep on running Before I've arrived I can see myself coming I just wanna feel Real love feel the home that I live in Cos I got too much life Running through my veins Going to waste And I need to feel Real love and the love ever after I can not get enough I just wanna feel Real love feel the home that I live in I got too much love Running through my veins To go to waste I just wanna feel Real love and the love ever after There's a hole in my soul You can see it in my face It's a real big place Come and hold my hand I wanna contact the living Not sure I understand This role I've been given Not sure I understand Not sure I understand Not sure I understand Not sure I understand Leave a comment | |

| Mar. 21st, 2006 12:16 am a message from today's special guest, casey-jo! about last nights episode... dun dun DAH!
bonjour mes amis!
so im here to "write" the wrong (haha i'm PUNny!) and get rid of all this confusion. one day when i write my life story ala james frey (a million little pieces, itll be about my heart! EMO jo, HAHA) ill set the record straight for REALS, but for now:
yes...i know its SUPER lame i got voted off, and im sorry if it was at all shocking to any of you...but i guess it was coming. i mean, they never show my good side! (it does in fact exist people!) its not fair and it really really sucks. after meeting some of you folks in person and chatting with you on myspace and such, i really feel that i want to be the best vj for you guys. it has meant the world to me that everyone has shown me endless amounts of support. im sorry if youve seen me in public and yelled at me or something and i walked away...dont always think negatively. perhaps i didnt hear you? or perhaps yelling at someone across the street or chasing them down an escalator isnt a good way to get someones attention.
for the haters out there, i bless you because you just dont understand whats going on for REAL and i forgive you and hope one day youll stop being so pinheaded. im actually truly amazed at how many people have cared about me and supported me when i needed them the most AND when i was in the penthouse and had no idea anyone liked the show! its really been a difficult time for me and im not gonna back down NOW, ive come too far, i need to stay positive and i KNOW-I-CAN-DO-THIS!!!! i cant give up, so neither can you.
SOOOOO "how can we help casey!?" heres where i need everyones help to get me voted back ON and WIN THIS THING! all i can say is "stayed tuned" for the moment and we'll find out WHEN/WHERE/IF the chance arises...hopefully my support network and "fans" will pull through for me! so as you may have heard, ONE person from the "loser loft" has the opportunity to get voted back ON the show and thats determined by you sassy smart canadians out there of course! if you ever were loyal to anyone i would honestly appreciate it very much the mostest now! i need all your positive energy to be sent my way, your continous support, your words of encouragement, your prayers and thoughts, i could use it all! thank you all for the love.
i must say, through it all, it was an unbelievable ride and i am grateful for it. to be picked at the vj winner would ultimately be the way i could repay all your consistant loyalty with my snarky attitude, fun outlook, music knowledge AND passion for this industry and pop culture and keep you viewers all interested and excited in what youre watching, make you THINK and NOT be a robot rambling at you, and so much more! sure ive had some bad moments, who doesnt in life?! and we learn, grow, and move on and hopefully come out on top and in better spirits!
and oh YEAH!!! i mean this with the utmost sincerity and love from the bottom of my heart. send me a message. i WILL do the best i can to reply to every single one of you!! keep watching it, even if its behind your hands or if you yell at the screen and shake your fist!
in closing, regardless of the winner, i KNOW something positive will come of it. i know canada will make the right choice.
much love to you all,
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| Jan. 7th, 2006 02:12 pm stupid fucken fuck fuck fuck fuckity fuck!!!!
on fucking call.
i was promised a day on call and got a night one.
don't worry, they said.
you won't get called in.
no, i said. i have a feeling someone's gonna wanna give themself a night off.
no, don't worry, they said. it'll work out fine.
you don't understand i said. i can't stand friday and saturday nights there.
i know. they said. you don't have to work them, they said.
well FUCK.
now i'm working. server closing no less.
even though it's saturday night.
i hate that place.
i hate last minute call in sicks.
and i hate that i could see it happening from a mile away.
hope whoever gave themselves the night off has a fucking great time.
2 saturdays in a row of being fucked over.
victoria can bit my ass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| Nov. 15th, 2005 01:24 am
oh the insesent drama and angst filled lives we all live to tell our live-journals and blogs.
i think we need some intervention from sista mary j. blige who'll preach
on about the perils of escaping the soap-opera that is life.
Broken heart again Another lesson learned Better know your friends Or else you will get burned Gotta count on me Cause I can guarantee That I'll be fine
No more pain No more pain No drama (no more drama in my life) Noone's gonna make me hurt again
Why'd I play the fool Go through ups and downs Knowing all the time You wouldn't be around Or maybe I like the stress Cause I was young and restless But that was long ago I don't wanna cry no more
No more pain (no more pain) No more game (no more game messin with my mind) No drama (no more drama in my life) Nooone's gonna make me hurt again No more tears (no more tears, I'm tired of cryin everynight) No more fears (no more fears, I really don't wanna cry) No drama (no more drama in my life) I don't ever wanna hurt again Wanna speak my mind, wanna speak my mind
Uh, it feel so good When you let go Avoid these drama in your life Now you're free from all the pain Free from all the game Free from all the stress So find your happiness I don't know Only God knows where the story ends for me But I know where the story begins It's up to us to choose Whether we win or loose And I choose to win
No more pain (no more pain) No more game (tired of your playin' game with my mind) No drama (no more drama in my life) No more, no more, No more, no more No more tears (no more tears, no more cryin every night) No more fears (no more waking be up in the morning) No drama, no more in my life
No more drama, no more drama No more drama, no more drama NO MORE DRAMA NO MORE DRAMA NO MORE DRAMA NO MORE DRAMA NO MORE DRAMA No more drama in my life So tired, tired of these drama
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| Oct. 29th, 2005 02:06 pm casey, this was my result, so i think this thing is rigged:
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| Oct. 21st, 2005 02:10 am nutella c'est bella
sitting at home. wide awake and in desperate need of sleep.
eating nutella straight outa the jar with a spoon. i know my tummy will hurt, but fuck it.
it's cheaper and easier than going down to the mac's for a three pack of ferrero roches.
i hate what ifs.
i need to win the lottery. i guess i should play first.
i have a magazine problem. it's not my fault that tom cruise is a fucking moron and i feel the need
to read about what a fucking moron he continues to be.
i need sleep. NOW.
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| Sep. 25th, 2005 11:50 pm HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Spitting it out means like.
Swallowing means love.
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| Sep. 12th, 2005 02:11 pm whatever comes to mind is what i'll write
i don't feel much like talking. but i'll write this now.
not because i'm sad. but because i'm emotionally exhausted.
i've got nothing goth or dark or whatever the fuck kids are writing about to say here.
just that i've seen a broken man with a broken heart.
i feel no need to make mindless conversation today. maybe another day.
i don't want to say how things went because i will in my own time on my own space.
i don't need words of wisdom, don't want to hear a song.
i don't care to try and sound smarter than i am. big words only hide an insecure mind.
you love someone. you watch them die. you pray to God. you sit and cry.
the world is broken. i'm afraid we might not fix it, so i worry. i have nightmares. i haven't slept well in four nights.
i am in love. i'm out of touch. i'm not happy with the things in my life, so i'm gonna change em.
i'm going to cut off all my hair, FUCK YOU if you don't like it. i
never asked you anyway. i'm going to find what makes me happy.
and with the growing list of things i hate about myself, don't make me feel ashamed that i love the shape of my head.
my baby's gonna teach me to ride a skateboard and i'm going to learn to swim. he's also gonna help me get to where i'm going.
i'm gonna play my drums. i'm going to play bass. going to get a killer tattoo that wraps around my lower arm.
i'll keep working my mindless job, and do things to help my dreams on the side.
i'm gonna start a web-magazine. are you with me?
i'm also gonna call people on their bullshit. especially the ones who
are pompus, self-righteous, and think they know everything.
people who think they're never wrong are idiots. especially when it comes to relationships.
i admit that i'm often wrong. if i hadn't, then i might have never let someone in who i needed all along.
i love my friends. and though sometimes i'm not around to return the calls, i appreciate them none-the-less.
i wrote what came to mind. now i'm done. not because i've written all i
needed to write, but because i have things to do, like living my life.
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| Aug. 22nd, 2005 06:58 am
how do you console someone who's about to loss the most important person in their life?
how do you say "everything will be alright" when you know that it won't.
how do you make their pain easier to sustain?
tonight, someone's heart is breaking.
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| Aug. 3rd, 2005 02:17 am sleeping with angel... I've been around, been in the lost and found.
Then I found myself in your eyes.
Thought it was just one more night on the town.
Then I realized I realized...
I'm sleeping with an angel. (S)he makes me feel so good.
Sleeping with an Angel. I didn't know I could.
But I've done too many wrongs, sung too many songs,
to be sleeping with an angel, sleeping with an angel.
I've been in love, and I've seen it all fall apart.
I hurt so bad, and I hurt somebody real bad.
I didn't think I could ever feel love again.
And in your eyes I see the light
of a million candles burning bright,
and in your eyes I see the light
of a million candles burning bright.
Sometimes I feel shell-shocked like I've been through a war.
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Jul. 31st, 2005 09:04 pm Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight
Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there
And even though I know how very far apart we are It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky
Somewhere out there if love can see us through Then we'll be together somewhere out there Out where dreams come true
And even though I know how very far apart we are It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky
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| Jul. 18th, 2005 10:39 am there's nothing i can do, total eclipse of the heart
to the gentleman:
Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
There's nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart
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| Jul. 11th, 2005 04:23 pm
dropping L bombs like yankee doodles on Afghanistan,
peeps be inquiring 'bout it asking things like "who's the man?"
feelin' like i should be on a rocket- launcher to Japan,
i hope to God my life gets better before i kick the almighty can.
that was the worst journal posting ever but i don't give a fuckityfuckfuck cause i'm an asshole like that.
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| Jun. 20th, 2005 07:33 pm ..sorry..
Sorry you can't define me, sorry I break the mold
Sorry that I speak my mind, sorry don't do what I'm told
Sorry if I don't fake it, sorry I come so real
I will never hide what I really feel
Oh
sorry if I ain't perfect, sorry I don't give a fuck
Sorry I ain't no diva, sorry just know what I want
Sorry I'm not a virgin, sorry I'm not a slut
I won't let you break me, think what you want
To all my dreamers out there, I'm with you
All my underdogs, I feel you
Lift your head high, and stay strong
Keep pushing on..
more words of wisdom from an unlikely source.
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| Jun. 20th, 2005 10:31 am
june 19th, 2005....
it's such a prefect day.
i'm glad i spent it with you.
oh what a prefect day, you just keep me hanging on...
don't think i'll ever forget it.
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| Jun. 12th, 2005 08:11 pm
skater boy makes me feel like dancing in the street...
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| Jun. 9th, 2005 12:50 am
i hate everybody. i might feel differently tomorrow or the next day,
but today i HATE EVERYONE. especially this stupid guy at work who i
thought quit but decided to stay. he's so fucking fake and it's like no
one sees that he's a pathological liar except me. seriously, i may act
like i'm not listening, but i'm pretty good at remember stupid lies
that keep getting repeated over and over especially when you can't even
keep the fucking details right. i don't care who he's friends with, the
sight of him makes me want to choke on my own vomit.
i hate how you can't just get a job, do it and go home. always
training some other chump to become a slave, getting managing shifts
which really means you're a certified chump. i fucking hate all of it.
it's taking every ounce of power in me not to call in sick for
tommorrow. i'm also contemplating leaving by the end of august. cause
this is bullshit. no one ever asks me if i want the stupid
resposibility they give me. they don't ever care that i say it makes me
unhappy.
i'm in a very ill-content moment right now. maybe i'm PMSing. who
knows. but i wanna punch everyone right in the face. you're all asshole.
go play in traffic.
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May. 26th, 2005 02:56 am from the gentleman..this is why i'm in love with him BLACK GIRL
Black girl, so fine and bright Black girl, you shine as the night Black girl, you move me so right I just have to make you mine 'Cause you make me lose my mind
Black girl, with beauty so deep Black girl, just rock me to sleep Black girl, good things you will reap 'Cause you're of the ancient vine And you're from another time And your history's all in line
Ain't it funny how I used to wonder How could such a lovely girl give me love Oh oh oh oh oh yeah yeah
Black girl, your ancestry's long Black girl, you're where you belong Black girls, have got to be strong Got to keep your spirits high Got to keep yourselves alive You're just gonna make it fine
Listen baby you're the jewel of my eye Come on girl Everything's gonna be alright Listen baby I just got to make you mine
- Lenny Kravitz
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| May. 23rd, 2005 05:26 pm I am.... I said... L.A.'s fine, the sun shines most the time
And the feeling is 'lay back'
Palm trees grow, and rents are low
But you know I keep thinkin' about
Making my way back
Well I'm New York City born and raised
But nowadays, I'm lost between two shores
L.A.'s fine, but it ain't home
New York's home, but it ain't mine no more
"I am," I said
To no one there
An no one heard at all
Not even the chair
"I am," I cried
"I am," said I
And I am lost, and I can't even say why
Leavin' me lonely still
Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of bein' a king
And then became one
Well except for the names and a few other changes
I you talk about me, the story's the same one
But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I've tried, but it won't let me go
And I'm not a man who likes to swear
But I never cared for the sound of being alone
"I am," I said
To no one there
An no one heard at all
Not even the chair
"I am," I cried
"I am," said I
And I am lost, and I can't even say why
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| May. 23rd, 2005 02:31 am
he was a boy,
she was a girl.
can i make it anymore obvious....
stupid song, won't get out of my head.... bah!!!!!!!
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