From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #282 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Thursday, November 12 1998 Volume 01 : Number 282 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: ... [Angeljlb96@aol.com] ET: i haven't written poetry to the list in awhile... [Summer Burton ] ET: Re: love - questions from time ever after ["Kevin Pease" ] ET: A lot more than you ever wanted to know!!!! [beccahusky1@juno.com (Kr] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1998 04:01:59 EST From: Angeljlb96@aol.com Subject: ET: ... In a message dated 11/12/98 1:26:42 AM Central Standard Time, moonsong@ix.netcom.com writes: << ok lemme see, umm, poems, have i written any...sheet...(that's 'sh1t' with an accent, don't ask me why, and don't ask me what kind, because i can't tell you). >> 1) Sam, you're so cute =) 2) This reminded me of 2 poems I wrote the other day that I didn't share with you guys... so in case you care... You I love you I love the idea of you the creation, the mold, the wondrous form that is you I'd love to... just for a day... know how it feels to be you. to think like you. to feel like you. to know like you... how much I love you. I love your touch I love the way my belly churns at the feel of your touch the softness, the gentility, the silken warmth that is your touch I'd love to... just for a while... let your touch empower me. to enrapture me. to take over me. to declare in one voice... how much you love me. Then, in a loving gesture... I will slide my fingers... slowly down your back... in hopes to accomplish the same. For What I miss you. I guess that I should. It's funny...how we used to be... compared to now. We barely speak anymore. And when we do...it's always about nothing... we rehash our daily activities as if they actually mean something more than what they meant while they occured. We used to touch each other souls. We spent our days inspiring... caring... trying in every way we could to make each other smile. Now we let it all go... pass it by with excuses... "I don't have the time." knowing...we could always make time before... and for what? - -JM Nov.5, 1998 1:13a.m. Thanks and good night! Love, Jamie ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1998 03:53:15 -0600 From: Summer Burton Subject: ET: i haven't written poetry to the list in awhile... So... (oh, btw, Sam, I have a lot to write you... Cool letter you sent to that list) Damn, it's late... Hmm.. Anyway, the point of this was poetry... Some of the latest crushy ones about the guy... The guy, the guy, the guy. Who doesn't like me like that. Of course. Except that we get along fabulously, which is good too... But... Oh, the poems... Damn, I just realized I went on about that and the first one ain't even about him... It's about the other guy... *G* - *CAGED* I get this sinking feeling in the quicksand of your gaze like this is a trap like this is another cage and I'll never forgive you for capturing me so soon and then letting me loose when you were my food when you were my shelter when you were everything I needed for survival because despite of the pain of your barbs and hooks I needed your care to keep the light in my eyes alive (I need your starry hands to hold me back) I'm dying in this grand freedom from you I'm dying of lack of you I'm dying from the absence of your cage (please, capture me agian) because despite of the pain of your barbs and hooks I needed your care to keep the light in my eyes alive *Watched You* watched you today and you were so beautiful and in your clothes on this regular weekday you made a better angel than me on halloween in my tattered homemade wings watched you today flirt with the princess feeling the part of the neglected court jester playing the part of not caring playing the part of not minding that when you talk to me you don't bother really listening watched you today saw you glance my way then look away so hurriedly as if you are afriad of something afraid of my eyes and what they might tell you afraid you might discover my masks? watched you today watched you drift further & further away. *Honeysuckle* I'm dripping in this honeysuckle dream of you & me (so beautiful) I'm drowning in just one smile that left me soaked for miles (you have a rainy smile, did I tell you that?) I wish I was more amazing for you (you deserve a Raphaelite angel...) (not a loud, selfish girl) but (proving that selfishness) I'll still offer this self for you to use I'm offering my smiles & tears & honeysuckle dreams for you to consume for you to see for you I'm offering me - -- Love, *Summer* writer - poet - artist - webpagefreak - teenager - girl - unschooler - vegetarian - daughter - sister - friend - optomist - angel - http://www.bga.com/~melissab ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1998 04:00:13 -0600 From: Summer Burton Subject: Re: ET: another survey > >> ********addition******** > >> 1) Are you currently in a relationship? > >> 2) Do you drink? > >> 3) Do you do drugs? Everytime I read this survey I think that "addition" says "addiction" (the drinking/drugs thing doesn't hurt that impression) and I always think "Well, that relaitonship this is kinda weird....But it kinda fits too! Wow..."... And then I realize :-) And I'm prolly gonna regret sending such a silly thought to you guys. But, what the hell, it's 3:59 am, I can do whatever I want. :-) - -- Love & Spiffiness, - -Summer summie@bonbon.net http://www.bga.com/~melissab "See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world What you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world Millions of us in love, promises made good Your own flesh and blood Looking for some truth, dancing with no shoes The beat, the rhythm, the blues The pounding of your heart's drum together with another one" - -Lucinda Williams ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1998 11:22:40 -0500 From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: ET: Re: love - questions from time ever after >> Seth D. Fulmer writes: >What is Love? Like How do you know if something is "it" or just really >that you value someone's friendship? Like, a few days ago, I confessed how >I feel about my friend Melissa...Now, she seems cool but she doesn't feel >the same way...[...] Seth, I'm sorry to hear that you're in this situation... and please don't take what I'm about to say the wrong way - I'm not blowing you off, or trying to make your problem seem inconsequential in any way... but you really need to talk to this Melissa about these things. She's the only one who knows what's going on in her head, and so far as I know, ain't none of us here who can read minds. :) Communicating how you're feeling to her is really the only way you're going to find a way to answer these questions. It's easier, and safer, to worry about it, and come up with 30 different possible scenarios about why she's acting the way she's acting, but if you really want to *know*, and not have to worry about whether her actions mean or , you've got to talk to her, and get her to tell you what's going on in her head. >but like she seems away or offline more than usual >now. I don't trust her because her(and my old) friend Becki blocked me off >of her AIM list for no reason whatsoever(She was so sociable last year and >then summer...and now she blocked me)...and like I asked my sister to put >Melissa on her AIM list so that I could ask her if she was online. It's easy to read all sorts of devious and sinister 'meanings' into things like this, Seth... but again, the only way you're going to know why she's doing it is to ask her to talk to you about it. A friend I used to work with went away to school, and before she left, she told me to give her my email address & phone number so we could keep in touch... We were pretty friendly, and I was glad she wanted to keep in touch. I gave her the info... and then I didn't hear from her for like 4 months. I was thinking, "Hmm... she's blowing me off, she's never going to call or anything, what a fool I was to think she'd actually keep in touch. Ha, evil woman!" So anyway, I decided to give contacting her a shot... I fired off one email, basically saying, "Um, hey, what's up, I haven't heard from you in a while... is everything okay?" And her response was that, in moving to school, she lost the paper with my phone # & email on it, so she had no way to contact me from school, and now we're still talking pretty regularly. Imagine my surprise, and imagine how foolish I felt when I realized all the little reasons I was coming up with for her to not call me amounted to absolutely nothing more than "I lost your number & email, so I couldn't contact you." Like I said, it's easy to assume that you're not being contacted for some devious reason. Assuming that, however, is foolish. There may be a perfectly normal, sane reason to explain why this girl is offline more than usual, or logged off when you sent her a message, or whatever. Ask *her* about it, you may be surprised at the answer. >And I kept asking friends to see if she was really online, and she >wasn't...Now, I was worried cuz I have no clue why she's offline...Not that >it's any of my business, but then I dunno... Well, it is your business, and it isn't your business, at the same time. You have every right to ask her to talk to you about why she's been acting differently. But by the same token, you may not like the answer, and she may say something like, "leave me alone..." at which point, it isn't your business anymore, and you just have to respect her wishes. But, you're never going to know unless you ask her about it, and trust that she'll answer honestly. >For all I know she might be sick or she might be ignoring me. If >she's ignoring me...I will block her myself so that I can get on with my >life, but if I'm wrong, I'm denying her something. Maybe someone can shed >a light on either what is going on inside this little ferret up here >(points to head) or how to kill the darn thing and get on with my life, >either with Melissa as a friend or forgetting about her all together and >never seeing her again. It's between you and her, Seth... the only person who can shed light on her motivations and her thoughts is her. Don't ask your friends, don't ask her friends, don't engage in cloak-and-dagger spy games ("Ha! She's online, but she said she wouldn't be!"), and don't assume anything about her motivations. Ask her straight out why she's acting differently. Let her answer honestly, and accept her answer, whatever it is... maybe it won't be the answer you want to hear, maybe it will be, I don't know... but if you keep beating yourself up over this, and try to second-guess her and figure out what's going on in her mind without talking to her about it, you're just going to drive yourself nuts. Talk to her. Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "Sitting here at the water's edge now that the storm has gone, First time in years it feels like nothing's wrong, There've been a lot of changes, I was so lost for a while, Sitting here I remember how it's easy to smile..." ---(Heather Nova, "Grow Young")--- ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1998 12:11:56 -0800 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Andalite, & The Goddess) Subject: ET: Re: ..... (Jamie's) Heyooz, >1) Sam, you're so cute =) Why thank you. :) Ok, I ASSUME Jamie meant to send this to the list so HERE IT IS: (By Jamie) 2) This reminded me of 2 poems I wrote the other day that I didn't share with you guys... so in case you care... You I love you I love the idea of you the creation, the mold, the wondrous form that is you I'd love to... just for a day... know how it feels to be you. to think like you. to feel like you. to know like you... how much I love you. I love your touch I love the way my belly churns at the feel of your touch the softness, the gentility, the silken warmth that is your touch I'd love to... just for a while... let your touch empower me. to enrapture me. to take over me. to declare in one voice... how much you love me. Then, in a loving gesture... I will slide my fingers... slowly down your back... in hopes to accomplish the same. For What I miss you. I guess that I should. It's funny...how we used to be... compared to now. We barely speak anymore. And when we do...it's always about nothing... we rehash our daily activities as if they actually mean something more than what they meant while they occured. We used to touch each other souls. We spent our days inspiring... caring... trying in every way we could to make each other smile. Now we let it all go... pass it by with excuses... "I don't have the time." knowing...we could always make time before... and for what? - -JM Nov.5, 1998 1:13a.m. Thanks and good night! Love, Jamie moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1998 08:45:58 -0800 From: winters Subject: ET: guy friends summer (and the rest) i have mostly guy friends. i've spent countless hours listenning to crushes ramble about my two close girlfriends. i never understood it, they barely knew these two girls and they knew me so well. my guy friends will do just about anything for me, they are always by my side. they get their hearts broken by my friends and come to me for a shoulder to cry on. at parties i'm the girl sitting on the pool table openning the beers for the drunk guys. i dig holes in the yard to put car keys in and hand them condoms before going into a room with a girl. i'm almost like their mother at times. i've cleaned up their puke, taken away joints, and told them to stop drinking. at school i work on projects with them all the time, and we talk about sex, love, and our future. there was one guy in particular though, i really liked him last year and he seemed to have a crush on me. we would spend hours just laughing and bull shitting around. but then, out of nowhere, he went for this airhead. i didn't understand at all. she was nothing at all like him and to this day i am still stumped on the whole thing. of course it only lasted a few months and then he came back to me, only this time saying "kat, i want a girl like you. i really missed you over the summer." him and his friends decided that a girl like me would be excellent. funny thing is, none of them have ever dated me. they never will. we are simply friends. i have come to realization and is dating someone out of school who sees me beyond one of the guys. in some ways, my friends have too much respect to go out with me. i've heard them talk about their girlfriends. of course it always hurts, when your best friend is put on some high pedestal and she doesn't even realize it. she's insecure thinking no one gives a damn, but you always hear the guys say how hot she is. it hurts a lot, but also there is something and gives me satisfaction in the end of the day. they aren't talking about my breasts or how hot i am, they are talking about something funny that happened to me today or how i cleaned up the puke again- and like always they are so sorry, it will never happen again. guy friends are great, they judge my boyfriends hard, they would beat up any guy who hurt me, and they constantly give great advice on looks. when they give that high five in the hallway instead of that tight hug feeling the breasts, think "i'm one of them" and realize that in guy language a high five or simply "wanna go to the gas station with me" says a lot. my advice is to date someone out of your school and enjoy the unique bond which you have. hope some of that made sense. kat ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1998 16:22:50 -0500 From: beccahusky1@juno.com (Kristin A Maynard) Subject: ET: A lot more than you ever wanted to know!!!! If ound another one of these thingies and this one is sooo bad! name: Kristin Ashley Maynard birthday:4/23/83 siblings: Sarah pets: cat Mittens favorite place on earth: my bedroom favorite cd that gets you going hobby: Writing and basketball fingernails long or short: very short say something bad about the person you dislike the most: I hate your f***in guts you b***h favorite kind of weather: A warm(at least 90 degree) day say something about the teacher you like to make fun of the most: You remind of the gay guy in Total Eclipse the time of the day you pinch a loaf: excuse me? after school favorite flavor of jelly bellys: The two toned watermelon ones favorite candle scent: watermelon and peach what shade of yellow you normally take a piss in: piss yellow duh! secrets good or bad: bad radio or cds:cds song that describes you best: Umm fart in public or no: no! skim or whole milk: whole who is your twin: my twin is Claire Danes, we're both very serious have you ever tasted ear wax: hell no fill this out and send this to everone you know and send it to suzyqtip@hotmail.com copyright 1998 suzyqtip@hotmail.com reproduction with the permission of copyright owner :) w/b Love Always, ~Kristin~ "The big moments are going to come, you can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that counts. That's when you find out who you are." Whistler Buffy the Vampire Slayer ________________________________________________________________ Get secure free e-mail that you don't need Web access to use from Juno, the world's second largest online service. Download your free software at http://www.juno.com/getit.b.html. ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #282 **********************************