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Name: teri
Birthday: 3/5/1900
Gender: Female


Interests: hmm dance and drums, music, boys who play music, books, languages, travelling, photography, hair dye, converse, colleges, collages, and God
Expertise: i paint houses really well. i cannot paint the sunset in my head, but i can paint your walls. and make bbq... an unfortunate accomplishment.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment


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Member Since: 10/30/2005

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Monday, December 05, 2005

how awful. how terrible. what a let-down. you wouldnt think someone so involved actually lives in a fantasy world where things are the way they should be.  instead we are served with disappointment. failure. everyone has failed me.... how obvious. but then if everyone will guaranteed fail you, who and why do we still trust? theyre not who they say they are and they wont be who they promise to be. and they are never who you think they are. it is all a miscommunication problem. another problem money wont fix, but thats okay, you dont have the money anyway. man. i miss you and you dont care. i dont know why you were so fake. i was only everything you could want. except pot. thanks for telling me drugs are cooler and worth more and better than me or my friendship. thank you for the letdown.the turnoff. to this stupid world. i hate it. this world. it is so consistently full of hatred and pain. fine. fine. i will not give in or up. God, help me.


ive been absent with no excuse. please excuse the absense however... due to intentional neglect and emotional obscurity. hey i wrote something the other day... it was good. if i could remember it.

please pray for my family. theyre on the rocks.angry and revengeful dad. angry, emotionless boys. distressed mom... money matters. does not. i hate money. and me... and when we go, we say goodbye and then we run, we run away. -Cartel. thats me. and im leaving. sorry.

rob is awesome. and so is a million other ppl. im downloading bush. then going to work.

today you should give someone the hug you want. and then tell them everything you want them to know. so to all my friends i love you. if i see you today, expect a hug. :) i <3 u.

i love cartel and my car and blindside--of course.


Monday, November 07, 2005

well then this is a green page.

and today was ridiculous. how much of a hypocritical lunatic can he be? whatever to my dad calling the cops on my mom and trying to press charges when she comes over to get enough of his attention so we can go on living. then i come home and he talks to me about God. Dear God, change my heart because i feel that ill walk away and never look back.

in fact, all plans have been moved up a year. i will be getting another job asap.. two jobs and finishing school, then next school year or maybe next summer, here i come Oklahoma. Rhema. Yay. but until then..

also... also nothing. ill write something impressive later. right now its just... hey im teri; this is xanga. and this is poetic expression, agony and emotion bottled into words. i love it. and soon you will see. bc just now ive decided to use this not as a journal (ihave enough of those) but as a literary portfolio. so all you musicians have your cds. i have my writing portfolio. and here it is. tonight in green. hopefully brown tomorrow.

and if anyone wants to help me make my page look cool, then if you would be so kind to help the computer-crippled girl. thank you!

and love always from ker ryans....... tell ya next time what it means. and what it is. my name though of course. my real name    night


Sunday, November 06, 2005

this is splendiforous and strange. if anyone wants to come help me fix my lame computer and my lame misconception of working with computers then yeah okay come to my house right now.

besides those two impediments, all is well... really messed up. ha. but its okay. im at my dad's house, but i dont want to be. i dont know where i want to be, considering theres my mom's house and my dad's house.. but not my house. so ill just have a house someday later.

my little name thingy jagelskerde  is jag elsker de and means i love you in swedish. i learned it from a swedish guy on a train. jasper and dangit that guy from plus one has the name... but yeah so when i go to sweden, ill call the number i still have for them and be like whats up?

haha this color is Magenta. i like that word. its really late and im really tired. my friend from FL is up here, but he is not a Christian... or anything, and he is very sad. and it makes me sad. ugh.

i do wish i had some inspiring, encouraging poem of delightful words and meaning.. but my inspiration is lacking.. rather my motivation is lacking, though neither should be, considering both are Jesus Christ my Friend, and our Daddy... yet I'm still out of words and out of energy. My constant hope and unfortunatly breath is the thought of getting out of here. and i dont know where i want to go.

i got a job at limited too. yes the kiddie store. what i didnt say i want to wear the clothes! i need some mula like yesterday.  but you know what, the daisies have clothers so ill have gas and my car will not be ghetto half green for very long.

yes my car is half green. bc some weirdo stopped in the road and i hit him. and so i had to use all 1000 bucks i had on a new front. lame. but the dog was okay. and it is just lame completely...

well thanks for letting my vent. didnt mean to hate on you first time around.. but maybe if i can get it outta my head i can move on to happier thoughts, like someone calling my today that was extremely unexpected but very appreciated.

<3 hearts for harry potter too and im working on the pics. its just not working