Tuesday, March 30, 2004

 

3/30/04

Hey, play a lyrically nice, positive 2Pac song.

I'm sorry, did you juss look through your playlist for a minute and find nothing?

Props to whoever can yodel.

That's hardcore.

Update on the J-Kwon ordeal: I got to thinking that maybe J-Kwon wrote "Tipsy" as message that he needs everyone in the club to get tipsy so that he'll begin to look appealing.

Or maybe I'm juss a little jealous that he's making bank.

But not as jealous as I am over Lil Jon who turned 3 phrases and a sore throat into mad money-makers.

Then again, he also makes phat beats. I can't dock him because he's a beatmaker.

I'm living in deja vu.

Nothing is new to me, but recycled.

I've finding it hard to keep myself entertained.

I'm bored and easily content.

And to top it off, I'm holding back... in every aspect.

Why do I set limits I know I can easily transcend?

The sky's the limit but I'm capable of space travel.

I'm sorry, look at all the drabble. Is there anything lower than mute over here?

...

Thank you.

I like to make people think, even if messing with them at times is part of the process.

Is that so bad?

Your face.

Bats are juss mice with wings.

The words she uses could kill a man. She really should adjust her diction because it could potentially compute to some as flirtatious when it isn't.

Its the simple things in life we forget.

Pacific Islander Day on Thursday, suckaaa.

Speaking of cultural awareness week...

Today was Carribean Day and the only thing remotely close to reggae music was "Under The Sea."

They would've been better off playing "P.I.M.P."

Don't be surprised if I could read your mind.

I once knew a girl that smelt of strawberries

Mmm... strawberries.

I liked to be next to her. Her scent was enchanting and emollient.

Emollient. Good word.

Speaking of good words, I'll use one every now and then that doesn't fit the meaning of a sentence juss to see if anyone notices.

No one ever did until today.

Dayum.

Game Day is approaching.

Its official: we're all affection-whores.

Nothing wrong with that.

Docking out...
-Ryan : can read you like a textbook

Ryan posted this at 10:26 PM.

Sunday, March 28, 2004

 

3/28/04

So, it's about 3 in the morning when you text message me.

I call you.

And you're "hello" is is hearty, "if I text message you, distraught, at 3 in the morning and you call me, there's a good chance that you're beyond awesome."

That's juss the way I am.

Docking out...
-Ryan : beyond awesome

Ryan posted this at 2:20 PM.

Saturday, March 27, 2004

 

3/27/04

Now that's the joint, and that's the jam.

You could get with this, or you could get with that.

No, really broad... holy dayum.

Can anyone say "cat's meow?"

Oh Lordy...

I'm back in my Rat Pack mentality.

A little Sinatra or Martin, anybody?

Could you do me a little favor? Whenever anyone walks into your english class, regardless of if they're getting attendence or are a teacher or whatever, could you juss stand up, salute them, and sit back down like its an everyday natural, normal thing?

Thanks.

This next week will be "Game Week" so if I show up out of nowhere and hand you a dollar, don't be surprised. It juss means that you're a winner of some sort of stupid competition that you were completely unaware of and oblivious to.

Yes, that's means I'll be observing you and/or strangers.

But I always do that.

I watch people. I'm an observer. Its what I do.

That's juss the way I am.

The computer is fixed.

The new one requires no fixing.

Big Gulps. With Dr. Pepper. Enough said.

It juss occurred to me that J-Kwon juss might possibly be the ugliest rapper I've ever seen.

When his music video is flicking on the TV, I somtimes wish I didn't have eyes.

Some people are good at hiding things.

Some really juss don't care.

Some people are like slinkies...

They really don't do anything, but are nonetheless fun to watch fall down stairs.

Hey moron, what your girl doesn't know could hurt her.

You are not that slick, I'm sorry.

You're a cliche. Now get the hell out of here.

AND YOU! You anserine lumpen imbecile!

You have such a good thing and you're letting it go without even noticing it!

Stop buying her things!

You need to pay her attention.

Look, she's digs the necklace and the bracelet no doubt, but she also digs you.

And she'd dig it if you two spent more time together. As in, with eachother.

Juss you two.

Alone.

And speaking of relationships...

I'm sorry I've let relationships drop and drift in the past few months, affectionate and friendly.

Although, I'm sorry to say I've still retained my level of happiness in the past few months without you all.

But that's juss the way I am.

I'm over it and I'm on a clean slate.

Let's get sexy.

Wait...

Who am I trying to impress?

Really?

I've always been the one to run to with problems.

And I do my best.

That's juss the way I am.

And the rest is lost in translation.

Docking out...
-Ryan : [he] bangs

Ryan posted this at 5:59 PM.

Sunday, March 21, 2004

 

3/20/04

Listen girlie, he's not oblivious. He's getting your hints.

But right now, he's confuzzled. He isn't sure.

He juss went through a lot.

I know exactly how he feels.

So spend some more time with him, and see what develops.

Chances are, it'll be all good.

(For every low, there's a high.)

Docking out...
-Ryan : back to being an Affection-Whore

Ryan posted this at 8:31 PM.

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

 

3/17/04

You were beyond lovely today.

I couldn't help but follow you with my gaze as you gracefully floated along your way.

An aura of jubilance emitted from your body.

Light would bend, going out of its way just to follow you.

Traffic would stop, anticipating your crossing.

No doubt I wasn't the only one admiring the goddess.

A million dreams of love surround her everywhere.

She makes and breaks hearts on a daily basis.

What you did with your hair today...

Priceless.

(Would you like to adopt this description? Make your flirtations now!)

Docking out...
-Ryan : has worn his necklace for way too long

Ryan posted this at 11:00 PM.

Sunday, March 14, 2004

 

3/14/04

Thank God for yesterday.

I was a little bummed out at first.

But things change.

Despite it being an all day dealy, it was beyond fun.

On top of that, we all did beyond well, sweeping first in (almost?) everything we were part of:

-1st place in Jazz
-1st place in Lyrical
-1st place in Prop
-1st place in Co-Ed
-1st place in All Male
-Most Spirited Award
-Best Overall Large Dance Group

And I'm pretty sure an SM cat got 1st place in every solo category we were in.

Such good scores. So many trophies. We were crazy. We were a-mazing.

Speaking of a-mazing... helloooooooo, girlies!

And I'm really digging the new morale booster before each set. We juss bust out the box, place in some beats, create our own little circle in the midst of all the other groups getting ready and juss start busting out.

But for some unknown reason... I juss can't bust out to my fullest in front of these cats. I don't know why, but I'm holding back on my dancing on the dance team.

That's not to say that I wasn't busting out, though.

No doubt, no doubt.

And those poppers from Edgar'z Fusion... I dug it.

Beyond fun.

And I was really digging the "Dance Down" they had instead of the "Drill Down" and "Best Leaps Etc."

It reminded me of old times.

Props to the APoc Crew.

Good times, good times.

It was a good day yesterday.

I'll save my spectacular "I Have To Go Pee-Pee" and my suspenseful "All I Wanted Was A Dr Pepper" stories for later.

"The heat is on when I'm out on the floor."

Docking out...
-Ryan : picked a great year to join the SMDT

Ryan posted this at 12:24 PM.

Saturday, March 13, 2004

 

3/12/04

The enigma has been solved...

I'm perfect.

Just too perfect to have, I guess.

Do what you think is best.

-Docking out...
Ryan : or IS he?

Ryan posted this at 12:51 AM.

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

 

3/9/04

I tried not to, but I juss can't stop thinking about it.

I really am at a loss.

I'm confused over the whole thing.

I'm speechless.

...

Congratulations, girlie. You're the first to do TWO things to me, one being putting my ego in total check.

Foolish of me to think that it was perfect.

I hope I haven't ruined anything.

-Docking out...
Ryan : was President Harding in another life

Ryan posted this at 3:59 PM.

Saturday, March 06, 2004

 

3/6/04

JAMONE!

Lesson of the day: Cats don't like their tails used as microphones.

Trust me.

Last night, instead of getting better, I was busy star-gazing...outside, in the cold...without a sweater.

I'm a moron, don't worry about it.

I have a new thing to yell in the middle of class on Fridays!

An autobiography is the story of how a man thinks he lived.

"The only man a girl can trust is her daddy." or Ryan Mose.

I've decided that 17-year-old cutie, Jasmine Trias from Hawaii, is going to sweep American Idol. Thanks.

If you gave a Yao Ming a "Big Wheel", would he just call it a "Wheel"?

Why do you care? Sometimes, I juss don't like to be with a crowd of people.

Willy Wonka is one of my heroes.

As for the Street Dance Competition, I was too sick to even realize how horribly I performed. Thanks.

If quizzes are quizzical, then what are tests?

My parents are interesting people that never cease to amaze me. Its as if they're a never-ending pool of amazement, comedy and wonderment. Juss when I think I know everything about them, they bust out something wild and krazy. Now, that's krazy with a "K"!

You know when you were young and your mom would say, "you keep making that ugly face and it'll stay that way!"?

Well, I never listened to my mom.

Hey, kids! Let's go over the concept of too much!

The concept of "too much" does apply to make-up.

There is such a thing as too much "tightness" or "skimpiness" on clothing. There also is such a thing as too much respect.

Seriously, if he would've said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. You're so awesome!" one more time, I would've taken his shoes and backpack, lit them on fire, and proceeded to toss them in his general direction because, hey, that'd get him to shut up. At the very least, it'd give him something else to talk about like perhaps, I don't know, let's say...how I juss lit his gear on fire and toss it in his general direction.

But hey, keep on truckin'!

Sometimes, I like to walk into my classes and go, "*sniff**sniff* That's either really bad meat or really good cheese..."

I'm a mystery?

I have more secrets than the Pentagon.

I'm a freakin' enigma. Get it straight!

You say I'm a lot of things. I never believed them until you told me. But despite me being them, it won't get me anywhere with you.

I'm scared to like you, but I'm also scared of losing you. But I fear my first fear has developed into the second.

Don't forget what happened to the person who got everything they ever wanted.

They lived happily ever after!

Oh, and one more thing, li'l lady...

What color panties are you wearing? *wink**wink*

Gotta let it burn.

Docking out...
-Ryan : "Chew on this! ...RY-dent!"

Ryan posted this at 8:34 PM.