rocketboxer - Woohu.com http://www.woohu.com/~rocketboxer Woohu / Woohu.com http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=610463 http://www.cacophonesolo.wordpress.com just sayin'. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=610463 Fri, 22 Aug 2008 16:54:39 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=607063 Can I say? I just reread nearly all of my entries. Starting from roughly 5-6 years ago. Whereas I've felt stagnancy in life lately, I see now how much I've grown up. I really, really was a narcissistic ass most of that time, wasn't I? Holy shit. I can't believe some of the things I wrote. I'd like to issue this public apology. However, I'm still pretty awesome. Hahaha, some things never change. Relax, take a joke guys. P.S. I've permanently moved to http://www.cacophonesolo.wordpress.com if anyone still likes reading about people that they haven't seen in years' lives. I know I do. Cause I'm a total creepler. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=607063 Mon, 07 Apr 2008 15:52:09 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=597692 I am updating. I work at the Grand Rapids Public Library, main branch. My male coworkers do double takes, it's nice for this deflated ego. Jake and I are over, sadly. He obviously didn't deserve me, nor was able to contain Hurricane Marisa. Been spending small amounts of time with a certain young gentleman from my past. It's nice. Almost done with school this semester. Turn 21 in five days, that last birthday I will ever look forward to not to mention that I'm the last horse to cross the finish line in my group of friends. Been trying to act my age (booze cruisin'? Wow I'm stupid). My hair is down to my butt. I should get it trimmed or something. The Pill has made me blossom into a 34 C, that's nice too. Good things come with bad things, always. Trying to start a side project band. Listening to a lot of Ryan Adams. Writing a lot of songs that sound like Ryan Adams. Smiling a lot, therefore ready to start dating again. I feel complete by myself, therefore I feel I do not NEED someone to attach myself to. I'm good enough as I stand. However, big warms arms are nice to cradle into during the cold nights. And sex, obviously. That's super rad. I write a lot more in my myspace blog. Lots of people read it. Weird. Someone needs to rub my back, it hurts. Looking at apartments downtown, seeing what I can afford and such. My own place would be cool. The best would be if I found a suitable mate and we could get a one bedroom and split the rent. Super cheap. I am in love with love. That's always been my problem. I need to be in love with someone deserving of it. Get me drinks for my birthday. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=597692 Wed, 11 Apr 2007 10:25:41 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=595786 he's gone. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=595786 Mon, 19 Feb 2007 12:24:26 EST http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=594582 I wrote a love letter. On parchment with a quill and sealed with wax. And mailed it. Here For my most beloved, Although it has been mere days since I held you last, my body and my heart ache for you. I find you in all the mundane tasks that fill my days, I see your face in all the most beautiful of songs, I feel your hands on my body through the coldest of nights. You are my friend, my lover, my future, my favorite. The most peaceful sleep I know is when you are at my side, and I can hear your heartbeat in the dead calm of night. I often wonder, "How did I get here? How do I deserve this?" I stand in awe of the love you have granted me, and when I hear your voice, the rush of elation is so great my knees are instantly weakened and my heart surges. And when I see your face, I fall in love with you over and over and over again. You have no idea what you do to me, these words I write do the feeling no justice. I 've tossed and turned these days and nights you are gone. The horriffic thought of losing you eats away and me and burns tears through my eyes. I know not why it is here, but I vow to fight the good fight. You are the greatest love I have ever known, and I promise you, I will do everything in my power to make you happy for the rest of our lives. There will be hard times, this I dare not deny. I am not so naive as to think the sun is forever shining. But know this: through anything and everything, my loyalty for you will remain, my faithfulness will stand unyielding, and my love shall never die. I beg of you, do not forget me or these things I have promised through these arduous times. You are always in my heart, urging it to maintain faith and motive. I look forward with open arms to the day I might call you "husband". I love you, Jake. Forever and Always. Yours forevermore, Marisa http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=594582 Mon, 22 Jan 2007 16:02:21 EST http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=594581 Oh lie, I thought you were golden, I thought you were wise. Caught you returning from the house you caught fire, but I know that I was your favorite. And I said Amen. Oh wise, found favor in heaven. And I at your side, but I never felt sorry for those shimmering lies. When I laid down and cried, I was faking. And I said amen. Last night I dreamed that I hit a deer with my car. Blood from his heart spilled onto my dress and was warm. He begged me to follow, but legions of sorrow defied me. Oh lie. I thought you were golden, I thought you were wise. When I caught you returning from the house you caught fire. And I know that I was your favorite. And I said Amen. Oh favorite. And I said Amen. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=594581 Mon, 22 Jan 2007 15:51:19 EST http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=590168 Last night was probably one of the top 3 scariest/worst nights of my life. I was hanging out with my upstairs housemates, having a couple drinks and being merry. We were having a great time just laughing and joking and listening to music and all that good stuff. I don't know how it turned so quick, or what happened, but the upstairs boys started fucking TEARING at each other like they wanted each other DEAD. Me and the two boys' girlfriends were trying desperately for over an hour to keep them from killing each other. I honestly believe they would have done it if we didn't step in. I tell you what, I got the shit beat out of me. Getting between them when they've been drinking is never a good idea, but they are both my friends and one of them is going to be my brother-in-law someday, I couldn't just watch it happen and not do anything, call me stupid if you must. Both of my knees are black, I have a gash on my back and several mystery bruises all over the place, and my face feels like it got hit by a truck. My voice is raspy and strained from screaming and crying so loud for so long. One of the other girls that was there got a pretty nasty gash on her back too. I carried her down stairs while the boys were still fighting and gave her a change of clothes and she got a ride home from a sober friend she called. Most of the doors in the apartment are busted up, either broken off the hinges or there's fist/sword holes through them, there's bits of the ceiling all over the floor, broken bits of mysterious objects are everywhere, it even smells like death up there. I didn't go to sleep until 6 o'clock in the morning. I have no idea why I didn't just call the cops. I'm at my mom's now. I've taken a shower, and I'm just resting and eating and watching T.V. I swear to God, if my dad had been home last night (he had to do an overnighter for work), it would've ended in 5 minutes instead of dragging on so devastatingly long. This has got to stop. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=590168 Sat, 07 Oct 2006 12:08:48 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=589175 http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=589175 Wed, 13 Sep 2006 09:39:42 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=588055 I'm a week late. Both tests were negative, however. Hmm. Stress? http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=588055 Thu, 17 Aug 2006 15:14:52 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=585475 I'm pretty sure that Mickey met a girl down at the Rebel Weekender and slept with her. Not only that, I'm also pretty sure he's still keeping in contact with her online, so it wasn't a one night stand. It hasn't even really hit me. My body won't let it. I'm numb. All I want is a goddamned drink, but I know the monster I turn into with it. Was it not enough for him to break my heart once and stick me with a $700 hospital bill? Why did he come back into my life? Why did he remind me all over again how much I love him, why did he make love to me like he meant it? Just to do this? All I have are questions with no answers. We had a beautiful relationship, with or without the flaws. During his triumphs, I was there cheering him on and during his failures, I was there to help him back up on his feet. And he did the same for me. We took care of each other, I gave him three years of my life. All for it to turn out like this. What went wrong? I can't even explain the pain now. It's gone above and beyond. My one fear has been realized. Some fucking slut touching him... it's killing me. It's really over. There's no room for denial or repression. I will love him until the day I die. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=585475 Mon, 26 Jun 2006 08:56:06 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=583723 The panic attacks have started again. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=583723 Thu, 25 May 2006 10:08:41 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=582761 he certainly doesn't act like he doesn't love me or want me anymore. he calls everyday, he comes over and hangs out, i go over to his house, he even calls at 3 in the morning when he's been out with friends just to check in. that and we're still "intimate". i don't know whats going on. opinions? other than that...anyone looking for a roomate? or know anyone looking for one? http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=582761 Tue, 09 May 2006 14:49:59 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=581663 so i'm looking through some of my old shit, and i find this dashboard confessional poster signed (in person) by chris...whatever the hell his last name is. i'll sell it to someone who wants it. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=581663 Sun, 23 Apr 2006 13:49:03 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=581191 yay for turning 20 today. it feels weird. i'm no longer a teenager. i am 20. two decades, the deuce point. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=581191 Sun, 16 Apr 2006 20:17:42 EDT http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=580711 Not only might I be getting a job at Scavenger Hunt, but I might even be doing their ad work for them as well. I told the owner what I'm majoring in and she was like "Oh yeah hey if you want to do stuff like that for the store too that's cool" then she asked me if i was creative or knew anything about vintage clothing. Cracker pleeease. dream come true? indeed. http://www.woohu.com/readcomment.php?id=580711 Mon, 10 Apr 2006 09:25:01 EDT