From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #275 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 Monday, September 27 1999 Volume 02 : Number 275 * 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: Poem: alone on this planet ["Claudia" ] ET: John Tuttle [Courtney M Gordon ] ET: happiness ["Robert A. Peate" ] ET: YEA!! ["Brian H" ] ET: yahoo messegner [JewelAng@aol.com] ET: Poem (To Every) [Christopher Overholser ] ET: patty wack [Naomi Vaughn ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 13:24:57 +0200 From: "Claudia" Subject: ET: Poem: alone on this planet Hi everybody! This is a poem i wrote yesterday night...please let me know what you think about it. Good comments and bad comments are both welcome! Just RESPOND!!!! Thanks in advance! Claudia **************************************************************************** **************************************************** Alone on this planet My lonely heart is freezing all alone on this wild planet. A cold wind passes through my hair. I wish i could fall asleep and sleep away into a better place where my heart would stop to race. A million butterflies paint colorful rainbows in the blue sky but my eyes can only see grey clouds and stormy skies. A hot sun shines upon the waves of our lives but my skin can just feel heavy raindrops falling like bullets on innocent fleshes. ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 09:49:20 -0500 From: Courtney M Gordon Subject: ET: John Tuttle Dear Everybody, Omigosh. Okay, yesterday was the infamous Homecoming dance that I decided not to go to because it would involve effort, and show school spirit. (two things we all know I'm strongly against.) :-) Two hours before the dance, a girl friend of mine convinced me to go. So it got down to my only having an hour and a half left before the dance, and I went looking damn good. :-) (of course) So anyway, 8 rolled around and Carrie and I left for the dance. So we got there and besides her, I didn't know anyone there until Brooke and Marie and Marie's boyfriend Chris got there. So anyway. Heather and Jenny came too and they were with Carrie so I left to go hang with Brooke and them. Carrie has a huge crush on Jeff Nokovich so I got Jeff to dance with her on the second to last slow song. :) Then Heather and Jenny started talking with me and they've actually grown up and stopped being so.... them, to me. So I decided to do them a favor and I got Andrew, the cute exchange student from who knows where, to dance with heather on the last slow song, and tried to find Nathan Weil for jenny but he wasn't there. Brooke has been in love with Noah Cocke since 2nd grade and now she's a junior. I tried to get him to dance with her but by the time he got around to it, his date popped up for the last dance. Understandable, but Brooke was crushed. Anyway, enough about them, lets talk about me. :) JOHN TUTTLE DANCED WITH ME!!!!!! :) Whew baby... anyway. Brooke and I were talking and he was coming up behind me (that sounded bad) and brooke told me to turn around and he was still wakling towards me and had the cutest grin on his face cuz he knows I want him.... anyway. It was like the second to last slow song ("Angel Of Mine" by Monica) and he was like "Hi babe, wanna dance?" and I just about fell over.... after the dance he gave me a hug! :) I started crying I was so happy. It ended at 11 and I got home around 11:30. I was still crying and ended up giving myself a John induced headache. Anyway, I'm done babbling now. :) Courtney ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj. ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 14:06:49 -0400 From: "Robert A. Peate" Subject: ET: happiness i have found her the one for my heart now that the other is gone i am happy and i never thought i'd say that again, or at all. - --robert a. peate ***** i hate this poetry thing. it's very depressing. i wish it would leave me alone. ~robiny, the reluctant poet ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 13:35:17 CDT From: "Brian H" Subject: ET: YEA!! Ok, I've talked about me making my poetry website. Well I finally found a good server and learned how to use ftp and stuff. But I didn't get a lot of poetry and things. So PLEASE people, send stuff in. I already have a bunch of my own stuff to use, but I want to use other peoples stuff. So send in any poems, lyrics, artwork and short stories that you wrote, or that anyone else wrote. Also, I'm making a little bio section about the people who wrote things, so if you have a picture, or a little bio on yourself, that would be great! THANKS!!! [c: ߮I@N "The Jelly Doughnut of an Angel" halaasb@hotmail.com ICQ: 40694569 AIM: brianh5036 Please visit my site: http://come.to/lifeuncommon ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 20:05:33 EDT From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: yahoo messegner Hey Angels, I'm looking for some EDA's/EODA's to talk to on yahoo messager. If you have it email me. Or messege me on yahoo. I'm on at the moment. hehehe. :) Rebecca ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 20:10:18 -0400 From: Christopher Overholser Subject: ET: Poem (To Every) Any comments for better or worse are more than welcome. Do not hesitate, I would really appreciate any opinion. Thanks! To Every To every Dante a Beatrice, to every Beatrice a Dante. To every Day a Night, to every Night a Day. To every Satellite a Sun, to every Sun a Satellite. To every Right a Wrong, to every Wrong a Right. To every Whole a Part, to every Part a Whole. To every Soul a Body, to every Body a Soul. To every Friend a Pariah, to every Pariah a Friend. To every End a Beginning, to every Beginning an End. ------------------------------ Date: 26 Sep 99 21:44:40 CDT From: Naomi Vaughn Subject: ET: patty wack here's a "story" i wrote a bit ago. comments are appreciated. :) enjoy. love, naomi - -- she wanted to find that love. you know the one. the one you dream of from childhood...the one you secretly wish for in the back of your grown-up mind. she wanted no other love. all others were a waste of her tears. she scrutinized every man she became involved with, every man she befriended, every man she passed on the street. she worried she might miss him, that he might slip right by her when she was off paying mind to some insignificant entanglement. so, she studied each one with verve...and waited for the day she would find her love. there was a need she had that made this search most confusing. the need, to love. to love a star, to love a word, to love a friend, to love a cynical and jaded man. she'd pick her object, or her object would pick her, and she would then pour every drop of passion into that person or thing. this fulfulling of her need was often mistaken for being in love. mistaken for having found that love. if ever this misplaced desire was returned...her foolish heart would leap, and give of itself boundlessly. it was involuntarily...and her heart often ran about giving and taking as it saw fit...while she just watched, in helpless uncertainty. she knew her love already. she knew it's voice, face, touch, tongue...deep inside, she knew. though there were no words or pictures to do justice to this being...somewhere inside, she knew. she had a faith, that if she kept her eyes open and kept searching...one day their eyes would meet...and all would be completed. she longed for that day w/ a rampant hunger that fed on itself in wild lonely midnight moments, with such strength it weakened her boness, and at times, dimmed her eyes with it's glow. she feared this love as much as she craved it. she feared the consuming power she knew it possessed, and she feared of her inability to drop everything for this elusive beast when at last it's form found her eye. but the want was greater then the fear...and so, she continued her search, and fed her hunger. "I can outrun all the devils here but never the doubt" ~Patty Griffin ____________________________________________________________________ Get your own FREE, personal Netscape WebMail account today at http://webmail.netscape.com. ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #275 **********************************