Time: 6:45 am
Wearing: panties
Talking to: scott
Looking at: scotts new eye piercing
Listening to: survivior from destinys child
Wishing: for pj to recover soon
Doing next: go to sleep

oh just bout when i was to log off ......guess who came back............

Mad: Still there?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: uh huh
Mad: coool
Mad: what are you doing?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: was updating my page
Mad: ok..
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: how are the kids?
Mad: how is it going?
Mad: they are good ty
Mad: mitch is sposed to be sleeping
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: well i got the q of writing about our first date
Mad: and livvy is watching Shrek
Mad: realy?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: ah shrek.....thats a cool one
Mad: OUr First date??
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: yup
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: our first date
Mad: when we umm...
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel:
Mad: got to know about each other?
Mad: had a wine.
Mad: and talked?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: yeah
Mad: then umm...
Mad: ok..
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: well they dont know

OMG!!!! pj had an accident and doesnt feel well..he is hurt quite a bit....so sorry pj.....hope u be better soon

pearl_jam98: honey
pearl_jam98: caught me in a real bad time
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: oops
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: sorry then
pearl_jam98: i miss u
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: miss u too
pearl_jam98: i wont beblogging
pearl_jam98: for some time
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: why?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: u ok???
pearl_jam98: had an accident last nite
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: omg
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: are u ok?
pearl_jam98: im a bit hurt bad physically

sighhhhhh....so here i am...finally online for a few hours..and pj not here...really wanted to talk to him.....nobody else in my friends list online....then....i get a pm from scotty...he pmd me to say he is busy...yaaaaaaaaaa...he got this talent to dissapear on me when i need him most...i wanted to yell...NOOOOO scottyyyyyy stay with me...just a lil bit....but i was too much of angie to say.....he had to go.......

madness_181: I wish I could talk right now
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: ahm
madness_181: But I am kinda busy
madness_181: Sorry
madness_181: How are you anyway?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: hmmm
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: shitty
madness_181: Hmmmmm??
madness_181: Really?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: this is the only time i will be online
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: nvm
madness_181: Oh?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: nice u said hello
madness_181: I am sorry..
madness_181: Kinda got me hands full
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: np
madness_181: Guess what?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: yeah?
madness_181: I have finally got adsl
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: olivia and mitchell are there?
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: oh
madness_181: yes they are..
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: good for you
madness_181: i think it is..
madness_181: ( having adsl that is..)
madness_181: its good ahving the kids too..
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel:
madness_181: Having*
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: yeah
madness_181: well I better go.
madness_181: I am sorry...
madness_181: they are getting into mischief..
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: uh huh
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: ok
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: bye
madness_181: mithchell is whingeing..
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: then go
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: smooch them for me
madness_181: oops...Mitchell*
madness_181: okies.
madness_181: will do
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: i ll be i dont know
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: whatever
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: no clue
madness_181: Give one to Julia for me too...
madness_181:
madness_181:
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: ya will
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel:
madness_181: Miss you..
madness_181: hope to talk again soon..
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: miss u too
madness_181: hooroo
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: i dont know
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: ya
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: horooo
madness_181: lol
madness_181:
madness_181:
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel:
luv_it_when_u_call_me_miel: ty

Surfing: www.rankweil.at
Last caller: Andreas
Wearing: black pants and grey shirt ( fits my mood:()
Hearing: my daughter playing flute..they have an easter
conzert soon
Drinking: water
Eating: tuna sandwich
Weather: sunny, a few clouds
Talking: to nobody
Thinking: bout the meeting ystd
Dreamed: about havin a conversation with pj
Playing: with my hair
Mood: not good
Watching: the ppl walking by
Craving: a hug a hug a hug a hug
Smelling: hospital
song on mind: "pray pray pray" from paddy kelly
Wish: for my mom to be ok after the surgery

to pj!!!!!!
as for my next wanted song on here....its ......PADDY KELLY..."pray pray pray"
the lyrics speak for itself..he is an european artist..very talented

HELLO EVERYBODY!!!!
was just readin and enjoying all your comments..thank you for thinking of me...i dont know what to say..my mom is so brave...i really am trying to be so strong for her..its so weird when u are confronted with the fear of your mom dying...u take everything for granted...this is such a wow experience...am trying hard to be the rock for everybody..but its hard....pj...thank you so much for takin care of my blog and all..love u ....i will be back friends..thank you for your support...mwaaaaa

welcome to honey's world @all.. honey's still away for now but i hope you'll make your presence felt whether you're friends of honey or you've just been in here. feel free to tag messages or post your thoughts regularly at the fotolog we've made available to everyone. tx y'all

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"for every baby that is born another gets wasted for every truth that we unfold another lie gets untold. for every peace that dawns, another war is born.. for every pride i have in humanity, another shame banishes it to flames.."

[[ I Am þêªR£ jªM aka The MAN Who FUCKED The World™ ]]

"All the money you made Will never buy back your soul And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead.."

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Masters Of War/Bob Dylan




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Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build the big bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain You fasten the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you Even Jesus would never Forgive what you do Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead



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