From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #200 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 Wednesday, May 17 2000 Volume 03 : Number 200 * 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 V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #199 [Mango Ara ] ET: A sunny day and a cup of milk (poem) ["Claudia" ] Re: ET: hello everyone ["Dr. RomeAntic" ] ET: breaking free from the silance [Katherine Alexandra ] [none] [Naomi Vaughn ] ET: hey, need some help ["Chris Sylvester" ] ET: Re: hello everyone ["Kevin B. Pease" ] ET: i hate everything [courtney gordon ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 15 May 2000 22:17:00 -0700 From: Mango Ara Subject: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #199 JAMIE!!!!! ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 16 May 2000 11:52:01 +0200 From: "Claudia" Subject: ET: A sunny day and a cup of milk (poem) A sunny day and a cup of milk A sunny day and a cup of milk, my biggest consolation at the moment. Trying hard not to think of how much i miss you Trying hard not to think of how wonderful it would be if you were here. The sun would shine hotter This milk would taste better. "If i could ask God just one question why aren't you here with me tonight?": my stereo is crying. Funny how there is always a sad song on the radio when you just need an excuse to cry. But i need no excuse, my tears have become like those old friends you only meet at funerals and other sad circumstances. You're glad to see them but you just wish one day you'll get to meet them on a happy occasion. Hours fly me by and i'm still here. My mind keeps wondering but my heart stays still. It's still thinking about you It's still aching for you. But i know somewhere you are sleeping tight under your blankets of stars and in your dreams we are together, in my heart we are together. So i'll keep drinking my milk under the hot sun thinking about you. ...wow a cool song on the radio: my biggest consolation at the moment. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 16 May 2000 16:35:54 +0200 From: "Dr. RomeAntic" Subject: Re: ET: hello everyone Hey there Jamie!!! What's up! First me, now you... lost souls are returning! :)) What ya been doin' with your life? Oh and a big hello to (my-)wife-to-be... uuuhhhhhh... no no... what was that.... oh I got it... diva-to-be (Tango) Mango Ara Samara! :)))))) Geeeeesus woman you change your e-mail adresses and names faster than an avarage person their underwear. You're basically an-on-y-mouse half the time! :))))) Don't you ever think of poor miserable bastards like me... who want to immediately read your poetry and not 5 months later. At least add to your new "nick" name something like : "formerly known as Charlie, Sami, Cobby (that has two years later returned as C. C. & S.), Miles and Prystowsky, Charlie, Andalite, & The Goddess, Ze Phoenix Princessa and probably more" :)))))))) I wanna immediately recognize a poetry goddess when a message comes in. :) Speaking of poetry goddesses... *waving* hey Naomi come back... your sort of people should not be missing for more than a week. It's rude and cruel to the addicts! :))))) Come back and pour that sugar on me! :))) Ah, don't mind me... just a hi and... who's the lucky distraction! :)))) Since I'm on hellos... a big belated yabadabado to all ya wonderful freaks here. This community just keeps on growing... flavours are adding up... we've deep in to "and then some" area... but it's always good to see the veteran motors still running... Ms. Winters, Seth, Kevin, lady Tara, etc... Remember the very first eda-thoughts digest (the one that followed Lara welcome post) on March 21st 1998... it was sent to these addresses... are any of you still here... on same or different address jckdaw@pacbell.net, ERGambit@aol.com, sullengurl@hotmail.com, romeantic@hotmail.com, gosiam@juno.com, JewelJuJu@aol.com, moonsong@ix.netcom.com, wxt950@freenet.mb.ca, vonfam@ionet.net, DGlowAngel@aol.com, mcg@umr.edu, larajean@gmx.de, Amyfoose@aol.com Of course I know myself, Samara, Naomi and Lara... Those that never posted (at lest not under this address) are: jckdaw@pacbell.net, JewelJuJu@aol.com, Amyfoose@aol.com Moonlight Angel's (ERGambit@aol.com) last post appeared in digest dated March 21st 1998. Shannon's (wxt950@freenet.mb.ca) last post appeared in digest dated April 9th 1998. DGlowAngel's last post appeared in digest dated May 25th 1998. Tonya's (sullengurl@hotmail.com) last post appeared in digest dated March 7th 1999. Marge's (gosiam@juno.com) last post appeared in digest dated March 13th 1999. Mike's (mcg@umr.edu) last post appeared in digest dated April 18th 1999. Next digest was sent to 3 times as many people and has been growing ever since. You guys rule! Angeljlr98@aol.com wrote: > Hey guys...I don't know if this list still does anything or if anyone will > remember me, but I left for a while, and now I'm back! Is anyone still here? > Jon? Sam? Lara? Doc? Kevin? > > What's going on with everyone? > > Love, > Jamie - -- Have fun and stay beautiful Dr. RomeAntic, an angel with the worst stroke of luck and a flash of revelation "Some people change others hang on til they can't anymore" Black Lab ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 16 May 2000 13:15:49 -0700 (PDT) From: Katherine Alexandra Subject: ET: breaking free from the silance I LEFT MY IDEALISM IN KANSAS it was a 13 hour stretch of nothing. with a slurpee in one hand and the wheel in the other. she was staring off into the distance. inbetween dillusion and promises we saw the sign. adverstising the largest prarie dog in AMERICA! and then the next one saying the largest in the WORLD! somehow through the wheat fields there was something amazing in this state of solitude. quickly we compiled a list of questions, does PETA know about this? can the prarie dog do any tricks? are they going to mate on these genetic giant genes? we were thrilled! the idea that we would be able to see the LARGEST. think of the pictures! the stories! finaly we made it to the little town,followed the handmade sign down to a tiny trailor. we slammed our doors, not bothing to lock them, only to realize that the place was closed. deciding to at least try to peek into the fence to see ths giant 8000 pound prarie dog, we searched around for holes. only to find that it was made of concrete and we had been tricked. somehow from here to there we lost our idealsim is the wheat fields. our trust went away in okley, kansas. HI HI! i'm back from the road trip cross country. my friend flew home and now i am alone in this city . it's funny when dreams turn into a reality & we aren't quite sure what to do with them once they are tangible. THE BIRTHDAY RAMBLE. happy birthday girl. may 17th you went out of her womb kicking and screaming, pleading to only be back in the body now he's not around to give you roses or greeting cards your turning 20, things are going great and cinderella would even be proud of that brilliant man that can hold onto a glass slipper and spit on an evil fairy god mother all while saving the world from nuclear threat too bad your smile is too big for him too bad you look so happy today that he no longer wraps his arms around now your a big girl away from home remembering all the things momma said before you were gone and you can't go back to the small town it's too far to have the old self trying hard not to be daddy's little girl in a city where all the boys stare and all the girls glare now you are alone in the world without that fairy stepmother now you are alone in the world without that magical wond to hurt you fade away, fade away, fade away before he knows you..... __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Send instant messages & get email alerts with Yahoo! Messenger. http://im.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: 16 May 00 10:08:22 CDT From: Naomi Vaughn Subject: [none] Subject: Re: [Re: ET: hello everyone] Sender: owner-eda-thoughts@smoe.org Precedence: bulk > Speaking of poetry goddesses... *waving* hey Naomi come back... your sort of > people should not be missing for more than a week. It's rude and cruel to the > addicts! :))))) Come back and pour that sugar on me! :))) > Ah, don't mind me... just a hi and... who's the lucky distraction! :)))) hey there doc sweetie, you've been missed, too!! well i just got busy with rehersals and the performances (for music theatre) one week, then the next was the last week of school and the prom was that weekend... and then as a result of that i got myself grounded for a week... but i am back now :) haven't been writing too much though. trying to get back into it. anyway, i gotta run, just wanted to say hi. i'm still here, just not all that active right now :) later love, nai "if anybody ever had a heart, well i wouldn't be alone" ~mb20, "hang" ____________________________________________________________________ Get your own FREE, personal Netscape WebMail account today at http://webmail.netscape.com. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 16 May 2000 14:53:40 PDT From: "Chris Sylvester" Subject: ET: hey, need some help hiya. i wrote a song that's a protest against the way students are treated in the public school system, and i need some help on a line or two. i'll give you the song, and please help me out on the verse. it's the last verse, right before the double chorus. thanks! School Daze - -By Sly Copyright, 2000 Sleepwalker Productions - --- School days School days Good old golden rule days Buy an apple, get an "A" Slave all night to fail anyways (Rythmic fill) Fall out of bed at six A.M. Though she went to bed at five He tries to pass another exam Though he can barely tell he's alive School days School days Good old golden rule days I have the gold, these rules are mine You'll get suspended if you whine (Rythmic Fill) Go complain to administration Your cries will be unheard It's merely teenage frustration Change is not deserved School days School days Good old golden rule days The gold is merely colored plastic Bob looked at Sue, so let's be drastic (Rythmic fill) We're in charge and we are right And we know what he's thinking He plans to rape that girl tonight After he goes out drinking School days School days Good old golden rule days After all they're all the same Zero tolerance, kids are to blame (Rythmic Fill) For every single thing that's wrong They never strive for right Let me see that thong and smoke that bong Hey man, you got a light? School days School days Good old golden rule days There's no need to dig further in We just need to punish him (Rythmic Fill) Don't bother asking what he's done He'll be punished, he was wrong If he cheated or stole a gun Just the same treatment is called School days School days (w/ distortion)Iron fisted rule days Rule by terror rule by fear Post the guards and keep them here (Rythmic Fill) Pin them down with punds of work But not the kind that lets them think Though they're the future of the earth They'll strike at us the moment we blink School days School days Don't play me for a fool days School days School days Good old golden rule days - ------------------------- That's how it is at my school, at least. Oh well. At least there's music. Basically, what's happened to me here, is that I've spent the last almost two years kissing the fat tails on the administrators at my school. But then I was a victim of their b*s* policies, and I still behaved. With only a few weeks left of my sophmore year, I've decided, "I DON'T GIVE A F*K ANYMORE!" and I'm going to be heard. I'm tired of being pushed down. I'm tired of being ignored because I'm a teenager. I'm tired of it. I have a mind. I think. I bleed. I have ideas. Not all my issues are small enough to be disregarded as teenage angst. Honestly, just because I'll grow out of it (allegedly), does that mean it should be ignored now? No. I'm not saying I'm some kind of anarchist revolutionary, but what I am saying is that I'm tired of silence. Once I get this one finished, I can go at the other things that are flat out wrong w/ school. i.e. hero worship based idolotry and mandatory pep rallys. I have no problem with pep rallys, provided they're either A: after school, or B: optional. Geez people, I don't really like being stuck in a gym with 1500 people (half my school), when it's only built to accomodate about 600. Not safe. Not comfortable. And when I try to stand up or something, the teachers start yelling "SIT DOWN! No, you can't get a drink of water. Sit DOWN! NOW!" But that's for later. ~Sly ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 16 May 2000 20:05:49 -0400 From: "Kevin B. Pease" Subject: ET: Re: hello everyone Angeljlr98@aol.com writes: > Hey guys...I don't know if this list still does anything or if anyone will > remember me, but I left for a while, and now I'm back! Is anyone still here? > Jon? Sam? Lara? Doc? Kevin? > What's going on with everyone? Yep, I'm still around. Don't you feel special? :) Not much going on here, just working for a living, hopefully moving closer into Boston in the next couple months... whee. :) What have you been up to these days? Kev - -- Kevin Pease kbpease@concentric.net ICQ UIN: 3106063 AOL IM: kbpease ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 16 May 2000 20:43:19 -0400 (EDT) From: courtney gordon Subject: ET: i hate everything Dear Angels, Well isn't my mom just the biggest freakin ball of sunshine I've ever met. And there is a scratch on my Creed cd Human Clay.... ugh I'm getting baptised in a couple weeks and I told my mom about it and all she did was make a face! I can just feel the love and good karma oozing out of this house... So my mother dearest won't go to my own freaking baptising, and my best friend serina can't, and my boyfriend Paul doesn't even know if he'll make it. Going to my baptising alone... this is nice. But one good thing happened. I got a letter saying I won first place in an Art Poster contest... $50 savings bond. And there is still a freaking *scratch* on my *creed* cd!!!! COurt ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #200 **********************************