From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #85 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 Friday, March 26 1999 Volume 02 : Number 085 * 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 V2 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: kosovo [winters ] ET: would you remember me? [winters ] ET: la la la [Courtney M Gordon ] [none] [Courtney M Gordon ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 25 Mar 1999 15:25:47 -0800 From: winters Subject: ET: kosovo angels i don't want this to get political at all, but this has to deal with kososvo, which is more of a human rights issue then anything else. i have been against wars all of my life, but i see purpose in this one. a friend of mine said to me today: fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity. he is right, i see his point. but at the same time, how can anyone sit back and watch ethnic cleansing? what is going on there is killing me here. we are told how great we are, it's 1999 can you believe it? look we are using the net, communicating with everyone. look we have this gadget and that one, we have everything. look over there, look beyond our loud cities and papers, look beyond prom and shopping, look a little further, past your own back yard... computers? who has time or money for that? why such nonesense when people are dying. what you have never seen a bomb? never seen your brother go out for attack, never been raped, or seen your friends stand in long lines while getting shot at? what? this sounds too foreign to you? this sounds like the past. like the 40's. not the 90's. no, the 90's are different. this wouldn't happen again. but it is. what to do? allow the people to go on in this "civil war", joining the "war" and say that 2 wrongs make a right? sit back, get some popcorn and comment on the new machinary? ask for peace talks and agreements which just wont happen? the people out there are just like us, just defenseless. we have to help, however it maybe. because of birth you were born here, it could be you going through this asking for help from the nations that are better economicaly and have military power. kat ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 25 Mar 1999 15:46:53 -0800 From: winters Subject: ET: would you remember me? WOULD YOU REMEMBER ME? sometimes now, now that things have broken apart to this, i think, "what will happen years from now? will you remember me?" when my hair grows out and i stand a little straighter, will you acknowledge my existance? or will you pretend, like you do now, that i am nothing but another person off the street? when my wedding days comes and i'm walking down the aisle, excited to see him. will you be there to share my smile? because so much has been said and done, that now i doubt we will ever be the same. both of us want to be the one who won. after all this fighting is finished, and we no longer are playing the tug of war game, will you say proudly, "i knew her when she was timid and afraid? when she crushed after all the wrong men?" or will you see me in the grocery store, look the other way. quickly whisper to your husand, "she's the girl i hate!" will you remember each word i have said and every action done wrong, replay them in your mind like you do with a song? 10 years from now, at the high school reunion. the one we both swear we wont go to. will you see me by the punch and not remember my name? a face that looks fimilar, it's at the tip of your tongue! no...she's just another stranger. but most importantly, when graduation day hits, will i look at you the way i do now, wondering how this fell apart? searching for an answer, questioning my every move. but not bothering to go up and simply ask, "how are you?" because my pride is too strong and my head is held too high. i play the game like you; we once were friends but now that is not true. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 25 Mar 1999 17:08:01 -0500 From: Courtney M Gordon Subject: ET: la la la (you guys know this is untitled) Serina's still fighting with her mom. Jon calls cuz Casey is having a mental breakdown. Jon can't pronounce "anyuerism" and I can't spell it. Groovy baby. I knock over my Elmer's school glue. My mom comes in. She thinks I'm on drugs, I'm sure of it. I hear the Clickity clack clickity clack of hre word processor down stairs. Bob just called. Yeah baby. He dialed the wrong number. Damn. Carrie called. What's goin on daddyo? ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 25 Mar 1999 20:17:50 -0500 From: Courtney M Gordon Subject: [none] Dear Everyone, okay now I really need some advice. Lately I feel like a lot of my friends and a lot of the conversations they have seem very very shallow. I mean, I love my friends like my sisters and brothers but it seems like a lot of the conversations they have (when I'm around to hear, but I don't really say much) are very shallow and simple minded. As though my brain and train of thought are maturing but no one else's are going along the same ride. Make sense? But these are the same conversations that seemed so normal and made so much sense a while ago. I feel like I'm just a spectator of these people, no longer being in on everything. Just kinda watching. It's kinda like being kicked off a football team or something and then going to watch one of the games. But I wasn't kicked out of this little clique of ppl, I just feel like an outsider to their conversations. But it's not that they aren't including me or anything. It's me, not them. That much I know. Someone help me. love and junk Courtney "So you bring this poor old dog in from the rain but he just wants right back out again." James Hetfield, Metallica, "Low Man's Lyric" ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #85 *********************************