Dear You Know Who? (Mary's Ramblings and More!)

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Hurting Leg

2008-09-14T16:14:00.001-07:00

My leg has been hurting all week. I have been limping even more noticeably lately. I have had to go to therapy. I know I overdid it last week. I decided to begin working out these days. I have been gaining weight. I am just working at the clinic and going home to sleep. It has been crazy.

I hate going to therapy. They make me work like crazy. It gets harder and harder each session. I work at a clinic, which made things even worse. I had doctor telling me that I was limping more than usual. I was getting tired of people telling me that. Finally, one of the doctors told me that I needed to go see the doctor. I finally did. I got sent to therapy.

The kids at the clinic have been great. They have been hugging me and asking if I feel better. It is nice to have them care. One of the kids said that she would give me a massage. I thought that was so cute.

My leg is feeling better, after a week of therapy. I am glad, too. I have to do three more weeks of therapy. The physical therapist told me that I can’t work out like I did before. She told me some things that I can do to work out.

I won’t be overworking myself again, to say the least.

Adding New Entries

2008-08-02T10:50:00.000-07:00

I am adding new (well, older) entries to my journal, so, if it doesn't seem like there is nothing new being added, click here, and here, and here.

Love ya!
Mary

Last Things

2008-07-02T15:49:00.000-07:00

What is the last movie you saw?
Over the Hedge

What is the last CD you bought?
D.M. Adkins

What was the last dessert you ate?
Granola Bar

What was the last article of clothing you bought?
Undergarments

What was that last book you read?
The Bible

What was the last sermon you heard?
God Is In Control

What was the last TV show you saw?
Walker Texas Ranger

What was the last song you heard?
Walker Texas Ranger theme song

Yahoo! Avatars

2008-06-02T09:48:00.000-07:00

Here are my Yahoo! Avatars.

What's This?

2003-01-23T21:30:00.000-07:00

I have been keeping a hand-written journal for sometime now. LaDawnya told me about her online journal, so I decided to start my own.

I am back adding my older entries from years past. It might be awhile before I get to the current date. Please bear with me.

I hope that nothing I say will offend anyone, for the Bible says, in Matthew 18:6

"But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea."

I don't want to offend anyone.

May the Lord greatly bless you as the Bible declares in 3 John 1:2

"Beloved, I wish above all things that thou mayest prosper and be in health, even as thy soul prospereth." (That means that your soul should be prospering.)

Again, I am adding my older entries from years past. It might be awhile before I get to the current date. Please bear with me.

Introduction

2003-01-23T21:27:00.000-07:00

My name is Mary Ruthelow. It's a weird last name, I know, but it's my last name. I like it.

I have been keeping a hand written journal for some time now. I decided to put my writings, musings, and other thoughts online, since the world has gone so far as to have services and vices that will allow you to display your every thought online. (That was a bit wordy, wasn't it?)

I tend to do that. Get wordy, but that's just me.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading what I have written.

Remember, The Past Is Over, But You Can Always Reminisce!

About Me

2003-01-23T21:19:00.000-07:00

This is taken from Something To Say.

Getting To Know You

Favorite black TV show of all time.
A Different World

Worst date ever.
A date I had with my homeboy Ron Hill. He was really trying to impress me. He ended up wasting steak sauce on a new dress that I had bought specifically for the date with him. We are very good friends now. What's up, Ron?

Describe the ugliest dress/outfit you have ever worn.
An Easter dress that one of my aunt's made me. That thing was ugly.

Title of the movie of your life. Why?
Perfected One. At the moment, the Lord is working on me. Once He completes the work, I will be the PERFECTED ONE!

What actor/actress would portray your character?
I like Essence Atkins. She could play me.

One thing you would change about the church world.
Folks talking one thing and living another.

Best experience you have had feeling the anointing of God.
One Sunday morning while the choir was singing Not Oppressed Anymore by Ruth Fortson and Color of Praise.

One question you would ask God.
Why did it take so long for me to be perfected? (I know why, but maybe God could give me some insight to the human mind.

Saddest day of your life.
The day that we had my aunt's funeral that made me the ugliest dress that I ever wore.

Happiest day of your life.
The day I graduated from high school.

Make up the name of a fake country you would own.
Perfectville

Favorite recreational past time.
Reading books about people, places, and times pastI am going to create a character for a story based on you. What is our relationship?
Friends
Describe your character.
I simply tell you the truth, no matter how it makes you feel. I try not to be harsh, but I still tell you the truth. I can tend to be long-winded, though. I have a nice smile.

What is one thing most people don’t know about you?
That I can play the guitar, a little, very little.

What kind of exotic animal would you like to have?
Ring-Tailed Lemur

Last, book you read.
Past Sins, by my favorite artist, Winney Coleman

Best book you have read.
Anything by Winney Coleman

Worst movie ever made.
Howard the Duck

Worst movie ever made that you really liked.
Howard the Duck. I know, I need counseling.

TV show you like, but people think you are crazy for liking it.
Third Rock from the Sun

Song that always makes you cry.
Not Oppressed Anymore by Ruth Fortson and Color of Praise

Favorite city/state you like to visit.
Absanie, Maddocha - It is full of history.

One thing you would change about your life that would change your life greatly.
Playing around by the window in the 12th floor apartment that I lived in. I fell out of the window because I was playing around. I fell out the window and broke my leg. I have walked with a limp every since.

Whoever wrote this thang has too many questions, good grief, but I press on.

You have just recorded a “CD”; give me the title of the CD and the track listing. All the songs must end up telling the story of your life.

Perfected One - Title
1. Born Into this World
2. Saved At An Early Age
3. Miracle, She Fell From How Far Up?
4. Yes, Lord
5. Working For Perfection

My life isn't quite over yet.

What’s one mode of transportation you have never taken and would like to take?
The train

What’s your biggest indulgence?
Books

What’s the worst meal you ever cooked?
None, I don't cook.

Name a non-family member that you admire most.
Ruth Fortson, she has a powerful testimony.

Who was your first crush on?
I ain't telling you.

Crazy Dreams

2002-08-30T18:50:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"..It feels good... If it really feels good to you baby, let me hear you say: uh! Uh! Baby... If it really feels good to you baby, let me take you away..."
-Tony, Tone, Toni

How's life and thangs like that? So what's on the mind of Mary today? No letter from Derrick today. Maybe I should just write him. I don't even know.

Lately, I have been having crazy dreams. Not crazy in the sense that they are really weird like R-rated, but mostly that they have totally nothing to do with anything. The thing they have in common is that they all have one thing or another to do with some form of love.

Do you want to hear about them? Of course you do!

Well, there is one that I remember very clearly. The others are kind of vague.

I call the dream:
Love Never Dies!
(Yes, I give my dreams names.)

The dream stars me, Whoopi Goldberg, Arnetia Walker, a homosexual, and a body builder. It is about this girl (me) who lost her mother when she was a year old and her father takes her to live with him. (Although I do not know it, my father is being investigated on charges of jewel smuggling.) A police woman (Whoopi Goldberg) moves in with my family as a maid to see if she can get any evidence on him. After a lot of time has lapsed; my father dies in a police raid. After the reading of the will, I receive a furnished house with a Mercedes and a Honda in the garage. Whoopi adopts me and moves in with me. Later on, her sister (Arnetia Walker) moves in too and I have two moms. One is a "stable well-mannered, well-dressed sophisticated and intelligent woman. The other is the exact opposite.

That's it for the dream scene.

Love ya!
Mary

P.S. I don't know where the homosexual came in.

Maybe Life Isn't That Bad

2002-08-29T19:52:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

I was missing something, well I at least thought I was. I would look at other people and I would see something in them that I did not see in myself.

Maybe I was wrong. I don't know, maybe I had something that they long for and I didn't know it.

I was really concerned. I think I had let the envy monster get the better of me.

I don't really understand. I just wish I did.

Can anyone help me?

What am I talking about?

L-O-V-E!!!

Maybe life isn't as bad as I thought it was. Well until we actually meet.

Love ya! Again...
Mary

P.S. How's the man in your life?

Been A Long Time

2002-08-29T16:18:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Heavenly Father, it's been a long time since I've held her in my arms..."
-Chuckii Booker

It's been a long time since I've held anyone in my arms, but anyway life goes on. That's all for now.

Love,
Mary

Getting A Date

2002-08-28T21:32:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Promises, Promises. We don't keep them..."
-Christopher Williams

How's life and things like that? Life's ok, but mostly boring and lonely. I am still discussing my failed love life. Although you probably don't really have too much of a problem with getting a date as I do. Maybe you did when you were younger, but maybe you didn't either. My dad keeps telling me that when I am older I will have men coming out of my ears. Somehow, I don't believe him. That's pretty much it for now.

Love,
Mary

I'm Cryin'

2002-08-24T16:32:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"...I wanna go outside in the rain... I don't want nobody to see me cryin'... And drown my tears in the rain..."
-Malira

Yea, so why am I crying? Why? Well, because my social life leaves little to be desired. All the guys I have ever liked have all seemed to just kind of fade away. First there was Quinton. I met him when I was 14. He was cute and things like that. He gave me a necklace and some earrings. I told my mom and she made me give it back to him, then she talked to him. After that, I never saw him anymore. There was Brian Jameson. Every girl at my school at one time or another had a crush on him. At the time, I had a crush on him, he had a girlfriend.

BOMB... There was DC Brown. He said that I was too sweet for him to mess over me and he never really said anything more to me than hi or how are you doing.

BOMB... There was this guy named John Robert Proctor. I asked him to this Christmas dinner we were having at work. He couldn't go because he had a basketball game out of town. He transferred to another college because he did not get enough playing time. This was not really a bomb. He just kinda faded away.

There was this guy named Jerrod Patrick. I called him once and we had a class together other than that no contact.

BOMB... There is now this guy named Derrick Norman. We had been writing letters, but I have not received a letter from him since August 6. I don't know if this will end up as a bomb.

Until,
Love ya!
Mary

I Got A Man, Maybe

2002-07-25T18:49:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"...One nite of touching', two nites of hugging, three nites of trust. One nite of love..."
-After 7

I know it's been a long time, but anyway.I met this guy, and I may be in "L.O.V.E."Go figure huh! I did say maybe. He's nineteen and he works at some store called "WEIDMANS." His dad is a pastor. He plays the bass guitar. He cute and thangs. The more I think about him, the more I think I like him. I may just be desperate and lonely. I really wish you were here because I need someone to talk to. Well, I wrote him a letter. He said he would write me. Maybe I am pushing him. I didn;t say anything in my letter that would show him that I liked him. I am so inexperienced at this. My life has been so sheltered. I was raised like I was raised, anyway, you can't change the past. Well, I have to go now.

Love ya!
Mary

Being A Stepchild...

2002-06-02T17:24:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"I talk to myself cause there is no one to talk to... People ask me why, why do I do what I do... They think that I'm crazy, they say I'm strange, cause my attitude has taken a change..."
-Christopher Williams

Yep! I talk to myself, too. People don't have to think I'm strange because I think I'm strange myself. Anyway.

"...Someone give me love..."
-Troop

You know what... Being a stepchild is like being an extra in a movie. You don't have a major part, you are there to make the empty spaces seem full.

(Sax solo.)

Love ya!
Mary

101 Statements About, For, or By Mary Ruthelow

2002-04-06T21:30:00.000-07:00

My name is Mary LoAnna Ruthelow.

My middle name is pronounced Low - Ann - A.

I was born on May 29, 1983.

I was born at 12:05 AM.

I was the second baby born on May 29, 1983 in the state of Maddocha.

My parents are LoAnna Ruthelow-Jones and Marty Ruthelow.

My father died in 1998.

My mother remarried in 1999.

I was born in Hardaway, Maddocha.

My uncle, Dr. Hiram Ruthelow was my mother's obstetrician.

My uncle was the obstetrician for all of the women in my family.

I went to Cynthia Pitts High School.

I graduated from high school in 2001.

I received a scholarship from the Adams-Shields Foundation.

I am attending Caffco University in Dorinda, Maddocha,

I am majoring in Child Psychology.

I plan on being a child psychologist.

I am not a completed work yet.

I am striving for perfection.

When God gets through with me, I am going to be great.

I fell out of a window on the 12th floor of an apartment building.

I lost a lot of blood.

I walk with a limp.

I had to have two blood transfusions.

I was in the hospital for a month.

I was in therapy for six months.

I was able to continue with my schoolwork while I was in the hospital.

My teacher, then Kordilia Larmond brought my homework to school each day.

My teacher came to the hospital and gave me my tests.

My teacher was my uncle's girlfriend.

My teacher is now my aunt, Kordilia Ruthelow.

My favorite author is Winney Coleman.

I have read everything by Winney Coleman.

I have read Winney Coleman's Past Sins 10 times.

My Aunt Kordilia gave me an autographed copy of Past Sins for my 16th birthday.

My favorite singer is Ruth Fortson.

My favorite Ruth Fortson song is "Not Oppressed Anymore."

My Aunt Kordilia took me to my first Ruth Fortson concert in Maddocha City.

My favorite dish is broccoli and cheese.

I don't cook.

I go to the beauty shop every week.

I go to the nail salon every other week.

I think lemurs are cute.

I want a ring-tailed lemur.

I hate wearing shoes.

My aunt Bridgett Caldwell died when I was 13.

I was heart broken when my aunt died.

One of my cousins sung Ruth Fortson's "Not Oppressed Anymore" at the funeral.

Everyone was crying and praising the Lord after my cousin sung the song.

I have been meaning to make a tribute site to my Aunt Bridgett.

I went on my first date with my homeboy Ron Hill.

The date we went on was on Valentine's Day.

He has given me a gift every Valentine's Day every since our first date.

I have given him a gift every Valentine's Day since then, too.

Ron's wife is cool with the fact that we still send each other Valentine's Day gifts.

Ron is three years older than me.

I wish someone would make a movie out of Winney Coleman's Past Sins.

Right now, my computer is moving slow and it is irking me.

Jesus made a difference in my life.

You oughta been there when the Holy Ghost fell on me. You oughta been there.

I have went to church all my life.

I grew up as a member of Reed's Chapel COGIC.

My aunt Bridgett was a member of the church and she let me go to church with her.

I accepted Christ into my life when I was 6 years old.

I was baptized when I was five years old.

My mother and father didn't attend church until after my Aunt Bridgett died.

That was my aunt's last wish for me and my parents.

Both of my parents were saved at Reed's Chapel.

Monica Austin's father founded the church that I grew up in.

Now that I am free, I know that God's love is covering me.

Life now is sweet and my joy is complete.

Despite all that I've been through, I still have my joy.

I meet LaDawnya Adams when she came to church with her grandmother, Monica Austin.

Her mother, Kourtnee Adams, gave me a scholarship to go to Cynthia Pitts High School.

I want to go to Paris, France.

God's been good to me.

As long as I live, I'll testify that God's been good. Mighty mighty good.

Excuse me. I need a praise break. You can join me if you want to.

God's been good.

He's healed my body.

He saved my soul and now I can tell.

So good, so good, so good, so good.

Long as I live, I'll testify, You've been good.

I have light brown eyes.

My favorite basketball team is the Hardaway Heat.

My uncle bought my aunt and I season tickets to the Hardaway Heat games when I was 13 until I was 18.

I encourage children to dream.

I encourage children to pray.

I encourage children to read.

My favorite saying is, "Keep on dreaming."

Another saying I like to say is, "Don't give up on your dream."

Another saying I say is, "Never give up!"

I may run slowly, but I will finish the race.

Can't nobody tell me that there isn't anything I can't do.

I will keep on dreaming.

I dislike green peas.

I ate some hominy once.

I threw the hominy up afterwards.

I dislike it when people look over your shoulder.

I like going to church.

I exercise everyday.

I get a massage every month.

I wanted to be an obstetrician when I was little.

Nosey people get on my nerves.

I didn't cry at my father's funeral.

I danced because I knew he was saved when he died.

My father was a deacon at Reed's Chapel.

My mother is an usher at Reed's Chapel.

I sung in the youth choir at Reed's Chapel.

I was a junior usher at Reed's Chapel.

My aunt Bridgett was the general church secretary,

She kept track of the offerings that members gave for tax purposes.

Some glad morning when this life is over, I'll fly away.

To a home where joy shall never end, I'll fly away.

I always try to do my best.

When my best isn't enough, God makes up the difference.

Sometimes, I hear my Aunt Bridgett's voice saying, "Hold on baby. It's gonna be alright. God's got His hand in it."

I miss my Aunt Bridgett.

I miss my father, sometimes.

My mother is an only child.

I am an only child.

Dameun Grant of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Stacy McDurney of the Maddocha City Wolves was born in May just like me.

Bishop Powers of the Booneville Trojans was born in May just like me.

Detrick Madkins of the Maddocha City Wolves was born in May just like me.

Kevun Granite of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Jay Law of the Wallace Wave Bob Cats was born in May just like me.

Stephen Nelson of the Helena Lightening was born in May like just me.

Cabel Adams of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Franklin Johnson of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Byron Bibby of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Good Richards of the Aurora Hawks was bon in May just like me.

No Bowl of Jell-O

2002-04-02T21:30:00.001-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"...I'm lost without you. I'm lost without you... Let me be the first to say. I'm lost without you..."
-BeBe & CeCe Winans

Okay, so I am going to start complaining. Life ain't no bowl of Jell-O. I don't know what to do. I hate being here. Maybe I don't enjoy my surroundings. Maybe I just don't want to admit that I would rather be in Iowa than to be here. My cat doesn't even like me. Life sucks, then you die. I suppose that does not really mean anything, but it does seem to be the real feeling that I feel.

Love ya!
Mary

Bunch of Quotes

2002-04-02T21:30:00.000-07:00

"Eleanor Rigby spent half her life alone, no fault of her own. Made a decision love has no place in her home..."
-Babyface

What's up? How's life and things? Nothing much is going on today. I figured I might spill my guts and be truthful for once. (Who knows? I might accomplish something.)

How about love? What is all about? My love life sucks. To be exact. I have no love life. I sometimes think that if I did, I wouldn't know what to think.

"...You were so afraid that love would blow your heart away..."
-Babyface

Yea, I know. My sentiments exactly. I also think that guys would not like me because I don't have certain measurements.

"...Poison as can be with a high-powered chest... Never trust a big butt and a smile..."
-Bell Biv Devoe

Now, you understand what I mean. I sometimes think that if I find a guy, he will just say:

"...I'm sorry, but you're not my kind of girl..."
-New Edition

Help me please!! What can a person do?

"...I often wonder how I managed always searching, but not finding a true heart. What does it take to find me a lover? I'm hoping that I don't have to fly too far..."
-Troop

"What you've been missing in a man; I can supply it, your wish is my command..."
-Johnny Gill

I wish.

Anyway, that's all I have for now.

Love ya!
Mary

P.S. Have a nice day.

All Messed Up

2002-03-18T21:30:00.000-07:00

"...So broken-hearted. Well, I never meant 2 hurt you or break your little tender heart... I'm not like any other brother... Like Tide, he's giving you a wash job... Hung you while you drip dried..."
-Babyface ("Tender Lover")

What's up? So, Spring Break is over and my life is no better due to some miraculous event that occurred.

I stayed for my former church's church anniversary. I don't know why though.

I left my backpack and wallet in the trunk of my Mom's car and I need the things in my backpack. So, I have to wait for my Mother to mail them to me. She hates doing that.

Later!
Mary

I Must Be Dreamin'

2002-03-09T21:30:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Just call my name and I'll come running..."
-Can't remember

What's up. Nothing is happening on my end. I may have a chance to make a demo tape. All it will cost is $95 for a 5-hour session. That is a good price considering that it usually costs $100/hour. The song that I may record is "He Can Fix It If You Let Him Try."

I am so happy. There is a weird side to it all. The morning I found out about the recording, I had a dream that Jimmy Jam showed me how to produce a demo. Strange ain't it.

So, I'm so excited and thangs. Even though the guy I like only spoke to me today after I spoke to him. In my fantasy, I run into his arms and he hugs me passionately and we kiss and kiss. Oh well, I just woke up!

SMILE!

I guess I must be dreamin'.

Love ya!
Mary

I Feel Good

2002-03-05T21:30:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"There's something about your love that makes me weak and knocks me off my feet...
-Can't remember

"He said Word up! Here we go..."
-Wrecks-N-Effect

I am sure that you have already gathered that I am rather jovial today.

Guess what, I called the guy I liked. We talked for half an hour. He was sick, so I called him to see if he was okay. He asked me where I stayed and thangs. He said, "Thanks for calling" at the end of the phone call. I smiled from ear to ear. I was so happy.

That's the news for today.

Love ya!
Mary

That Guy I Like

2002-02-28T21:30:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Ain't no woman like the one I got... She don't ask for things nor diamond..."
-Kashif

"She's a slammer. The girl is so bad. She's a slammer. This is the best I've ever had..."
-Can't remember

So what's up? My life is okay. The guy that I like... I saw him twice today. I said hi to him first then later, he said hi to me. He is going out of town for a track meet. I overheard him talking to someone.

That's all I really have to talk about.

"So chill for awhile and maybe later I'll check you out, but as for now, I am only around to just make you party people just get on down..."
-Dana Dane

Bye!
Mary

A Bunch of Quotes

2002-02-27T21:30:00.000-07:00

"The words love and life both have four letters, but they are two different words altogether..."
-Whodini

"What's love got to do, got to do with it? What's love but a second hand emotion?... Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?..."
-Tina Turner

"Where do we go from here? My love? Do we walk away, do we keep on trying? After the feelings gone, my love..."
-Stacy Lattisaw and Johnny Gill

"Sorry, you're not my kind of girl..."
-New Edition

Why am I quoting love songs? I like this guy and I haven't the foggiest idea whether he likes me or not and I have no way of telling.

"What must I do if I can't swing this moment with you? I'm out of my mind, just help me to regain my sanity..."
-Guy

I am losing my mind. I have never liked a guy this much in all my life. He knows that I like him, too. He doesn't say anything to me, though. There is this girl who just quit her boyfriend. The guy I like keeps hanging around her.

"To top the night off..."
-DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

I have a headache that keeps coming back day after day, night after night. I take medicine, but it does no good.

I keep trying to forget about the guy, but I'm getting really weird. Last night I had a dream about him. He invited me over to his room and we watched some videos and ate pizza. (Guess what I am eating for dinner tonight -- Pizza.)

"I just don't know what I can do..."
-Milli Vanilli

What should I do? Someone told me to ask him directly, point blank, whether he likes me or not. That ain't my thang. I just can't be verbatim and ask him something like that.

Why am I such a chicken?

Maybe I should just forget about him. I don't know.

Love and life both suck! What is love?

Well, there is no sense in depressing myself any further.

Love ya!
Mary

Happy Valentine's Day

2002-02-14T21:30:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"...There was a lot of things that I knew, but the words my mother said were...
Money - have your own
Friends - just for fun
Drugs - don't indulge
Sex - wait for the right person
Crime - does not pay
Work - all your days
Love - does not apply
Live - to live you must die
And I can't be late 'cause I was born not..."
-Tony! Toni! Tone!

Happy Valentine's Day

Love ya,
Mary

About My Date

2002-02-12T21:30:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"...I just wanna be the one you adore... I just wanna sha-ba-da-ba-dweet-dee-dee..."
-The Gap Band

I went on a date. I wrote a short story, totally unrelated to the date. I just thought I would tell you.

It was on Friday. His name was Lonnie Mayson. We went to the movies. We drove around. We are just friends.

That's all.

Later,
Mary

Oh Brother

2002-02-03T21:30:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Take the Lord along with you..."
-Chuckii Booker

Well, it feels pretty great to be lonely, left out, forgotten about, and nonexistent. So, I'm complaining again. Ok, I'm alive, have my health and strength, clothes to wear, a shelter to live in, and a loving family. (Yea right!)

I don't even know why I'm here!!

I thought slavery was illegal. (Of course I am only kidding.) But it sure feels like it down here.

So what's been up on your end?

I don't feel now that I have said all of this.

I hate this blouse that I have on.

All I did was complain...

Oh brother!

Love ya!
Mary

A Little Lonely

2002-01-27T13:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Love is a contact sport."
-Whitney Houston

Hi, what's up? Nothing much on my end. Today was okay except for the cut on my finger.

I'm a little lonely, okay, a lot lonely. Anyway, I have very weird mood swings. (This page may not even get put in , but I just wanted to write it.)

What's on my mind? I wish I could meet someone famous. Maybe I think my life will be more better or more enlightened, but does it make a difference? I don't want to be another fan.

Having crushes on famous guys is aggravating, especially since I can't get a date with a regular guy.
Why am I being so hard on myself? This one guy I liked, names Jonathon Rice, I asked him to go with me to this dinner that our job was having and he said no because he had a game in another city. I understood that, but he transferred to another college after the Christmas break because he did not get enough playing time.

Awe man!
Well, I'll check you later.
Love ya!
Mary

Been A Long Time

2002-01-16T13:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"My mother always told me let no one try to make you something that you're not. You got to stand up for what you want to be. Don't let the pressure rock you and knock you to the floor."
-Chuckii Booker

How's life and all that jazz? I know it has been a long time, but life gets that way sometimes. Well to begin complaining, I watched the Oprah Winfrey Show one day and I have some preconceived notions that I am a borderline personality. Second, irregardless of what I do, I still remain an irresponsible dunce. I missed my 6:00 class tonight because I misread the blackboard. I am so dumb. I could have just sat in the class and waited until he called roll. (I would have been a little embarrassed, but would have known where to go.) I missed a class on Friday, but that was not such a big deal because that class meets three times a week and this one only meets one night a week. I don't really know what to do. Maybe I should seek professional help. I never really talk to anyone so I don't have an outlet for my mixed emotions. I may have made a very terrible mistake coming down here. I thought it would be for the best, but I see it may have been a bad, very bad mistake. If I were to go back, I would have to endure a huge amount of "I told you so's." I don' think I could handle that. I really don't want to go back because I am happy, but I miss being told that I am loved and things like that.

Although no one hardly ever said anything about love except my godmother. She always knew what was up and things like that, even if I was smiling and something had happened at school, she could tell that something was wrong. Not to mention that I lied to this guy that asked me out. I told him that my boyfriend's name was
Chuckii. I do have a good excuse for lying... He is a dog. (How do know? I have seen him hugged up with a lot of other girls and none of them were his girlfriend.) I know there is no good excuse or reason for lying, but I had to do something and that lie was the only thing that worked.

I bet you are wondering if anything good happened. I a loan for my tuition and when I pay my tuition off, I will have enough money left over to buy some clothes. That's about all that has happened that's good.

Love ya!
Mary
HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Big Play Sister

2002-01-09T13:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"...Talk about the good times, talk about the bad times, but don't talk about me..."
-Tony Toni Tone

What's up and thangs?

How has life been treatin' you?

I guess you may have some idea who I am going to be talking about. There are those in my family who seem to think that I talk about her too much. I guess there is not anyone else to talk about at this time.

I called her tonight. We talked for about an hour or so. Not much about anything n particular. She finally said that it was time to hang up, but I didn't want to. I could have just sat on the phone for awhile. It was cool having someone to talk to.

I mean, I don't have anyone else to talk to and no friends. It gets boring sometimes.

Love ya!
Mary
P.S. She hadn't read my letters.

Your Heart Muscle

2002-01-07T13:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"...I'll be giving you the benefit of the doubt and I'm giving you a minute to work it out..."
-Peebles

What's up and thangs?

What's up with life and all?

So what's on my mind.

Well, I am home relaxing.

I saw Violet two times in a row although nothing spectacular happened. She just hugged me and nothing more happened. She is supposedly my play big sister. She makes no effort to even act like one.

I tried to tell myself not to come expecting miraculous things to happen, but I did it once again. I have got to learn to control my heart muscle. Maybe I should just forget about it all.

Is letting your heart muscle control you so bad?

I don't even know!!

That's for sure.

I gave her the two letters that I wrote her, but I don't think she read them. If she did, she didn't show any signs of having read it.

I don't know what I want.

Well, I'll check you later.
Love ya!
Mary

Just Gabbing

2001-12-21T13:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Christmas I think, without a doubt is all about that cold December day, when the baby came our way."

-Deartra D. Madkins from: What Christmas is All About

How's life and all that jazz? Well, it's four days until Christmas and things are going well, I really don't have much to say, but Have a Very Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year.

Love ya!
Mary

Happy Holidays

2001-12-14T13:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"...They came, the liars. Trying to take all we had... Do you remember?"

-I am not sure

How's life? I know want to hurt me because I haven't been writing, but tings do get rough and hard. I have been taking finals. Now, if that ain't a good excuse, I don't know what is.

Onto Christmas, Happy Holidays and all that jazz.

Love ya!
Mary

The Clarks Again

2001-11-23T13:27:00.000-07:00

For Creative Writing Club we have to write a story about any other character that we created. I am getting tired of this club. If I didn't wait until the last minute to do my assignment, I wouldn't have a problem.

Love ya!
Mary

What Is A Hero?

2001-11-02T13:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"We are the rhythm nation. ...Tell it to the babies, tell it to the children. ...We are the rhythm nation."

-Janet Jackson

What's up and how's life been treating you?

Let's talk about heroes. What is a hero? Someone who has courage, strength, honor, fortitude, self-reliance, and respect. Are the people we have to consider heroes any good? Many of the people are, but there are a few that leave little to be desired. Why do I feel this way? The high reports of drug use among celebrities and sports figures is staggering. All the bad press that they get, those tabloids and their news reporting, among other things.

On to other things...

There are no other things,
So until,
Love ya!
Mary

Just Talking About Things

2001-10-26T12:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Have you ever been stabbed in the back by someone you thought was really cool? Friends will let you down, friends won't be around when you need them the most, where are you friends?"

-Jody Watley

What's up and how's life been treating you? This is just a note to say hi.

What's the big news? Life ain't all it's cracked up to be. I still think Chuckii Booker is cute. I am making friends these days. I met this guy. I don't even remember his name, but he is nice. Nothing else has really happened that is news worthy.

Later for now.
Love ya!
Mary

All About Chuckii

2001-10-14T12:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

Don't let sympathy show her face I'm in too deep... Still it hurt me that you turned away.”

Speaking of Chuckii Booker, I think he is cute. He can sing, too.

I don't have a whole lot to discuss so what else is new.

So, how has life been treating you? Of course, I am killing time, trying to make this look good, but I am not doing too well.

This is it for now,
Play it safe,
Be kind,
Maintain forever,
Love and peace,
See ya!
Mary

The Clarks Continued

2001-09-28T12:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

We are supposed to write a 500-word story about the main character from our character sketches. I am not sure that I want to do it, much less can do it. Here goes.

One Cold Bad Day

It was a cold day. Mindaya walked into the school with only five minutes to spare. She was going to have to go to class without a book. As she was racing to her class, she bumped into him. He was five foot seven. He was dark skinned. He had a college cut, low and to his scalp. He was good looking. Mindaya came back into reality when the guy handed her a spiral. Mindaya looked at the spiral. It was her journal. She quickly took the spiral from him. They finally finished picking up all of their stuff. He helped her up and then said, "Slow down girl. You might hurt somebody. "Mindaya smiled at him and said, "Thank you." The guy smiled back at her and then went on his way. Mindaya stared at him as he walked away.

When he got out of sight, Mindaya felt like an idiot because she hadn't asked him his name. Then she felt even more like an idiot when the tardy bell rung. The day was not starting off well. She had near about run a cute guy over and the she had to go to the vice-principal's office, which was the rule if you were out in the hall when the tardy bell rung without a hall pass. Mindaya adjusted her bag on her shoulder and headed for the vice-principal's office thinking, "If I would have just asked him his name..."

Mindaya finally made it to her Literature class. She forgot that she needed her copy of Happy Faces, Sad Places by Martha Hazleton. It was still in her locker. They were reading the book in class. Mindaya knew that Mrs. Gogans was not going to be pleased. Mrs. Gogans had a way of making you feel like a total and complete idiot when you came to her class unprepared.

As Mindaya sat in her assigned seat next to her best friend, Linda, Mrs. Gogans started in on her. Mrs. Gogans said, "Ms. Clark, we are glad to see that you could join us. Please begin reading on page 98." Mindaya looked at Linda. Linda smiled at her. Linda knew what was going on. Usually, when Mindaya had left her book, Linda would wait until Mrs. Gogans back was turned and slip her the extra copy that she always kept because she knew that Mindaya was always forgetting stuff.

Today, it was as if Mrs. Gogans was on to their little scheme. She did not turn around. She just stared at Mindaya. After some seconds, Mindaya finally said, "Mrs. Gogans, I don't have my book today. I didn't have time to get it out of my locker." That set Mrs. Gogans off. She began her usual tirade, "Students, you mustn't forget your supplies. If you go through life forgetting important things that you need, you will lead an unfulfilling life of going back to get what you left and missing what was ahead of you.” She droned on and on. Mindaya felt a couple of her classmates stare at her as if they were willing her out of existence. Mindaya began to suspect that the day was going to get crazier.

Mindaya's next two classes went ok. There were minor things that happened, but not enough to make a difference. Lunch, now that was a different story. First, some guy who was talking with a glass of juice in his hand wasn't paying attention and he spilt the juice on Mindaya's new blouse. The one she had begged her parents to get for her for a week. The guy didn't even apologize. He told her to get out of the way, very forcibly. For lunch today, the cafeteria was serving chop steak, spinach, and corn. Mindaya hated those foods. The salad bar didn't look appetizing to her either. Mindaya wasn't sure what she was going to eat for lunch today. She hadn't brought anything from home.

Finally, she decided to go through the salad bar. That proved to be as tragic as the rest of her day. She dropped the tongs used to get the salad on the floor. That caused the line to be backed up and people to complain. Somehow, Mindaya wasted salad dressing all on her skirt. Everyone in line laughed at her. She had a soda stain on her blouse, a salad dressing stain on her skirt, and her skirt smelled like ranch dressing.

Mindaya walked over to the clean-up area of the cafeteria. She discarded her trash and put the tray and silverware in their appropriate places. She walked out of the cafeteria. She headed towards the principals office. She was hoping that her mother could come pick her up and take her home.

I hope this is good enough for the club.

Love and peace,
See ya!
Mary

The Clarks Continued

2001-09-27T18:09:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Everybody searchin' for a hero; people need someone to look up to; I Never found anyone to fulfill that need. A lonely place to be, so I learned to depend on me..."
-Whitney Houston

Hi. What can I talk about? Who knows? I don't know.

Bye.
Love ya!
Mary

Complaining About Guys

2001-09-26T18:09:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Aw!"
-Guy

Give me what? I don't know what I want anymore.

I'm beginning to think that I will never get a boyfriend. I don't want a guy who just wants to do the "wild thang. "It is my prerogative. I am trying to live a Christian life and abstain from fornication. Are there any guys out there like that? I'm probably the only virgin in the world. Okay, so maybe I'm not, but it sure seems like it sometimes.

Maybe I've been trained too well and guys can tell that I am an innocent sweet girl. (That's what I look like.)

Love ya!
Mary

Talk To Myself

2001-09-11T18:09:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"I talk to myself 'cause there is no one to talk to; people ask me why do I do what I do..."
-Christopher Williams

Hi, how's life and all that jazz. Nothing much has really happened since I last wrote, but anyway on to other things.

There really isn't much to say, but I think I can figure something out.

Da Clark family has been chill; Mindaya has a boyfriend or something like that. He's cute, sweet, a great gentleman. He is so wonderful.

For the creative writing club, I have to write a story about the main character. I still have yet to do it. It is due at the end of the month.

That's about it.

Love ya!
Mary

I Wanna Sing!

2001-08-28T18:09:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now I'm found, was blind, but now I see... You brought the sunshine."
-The Clark Sisters

I wasn't home this past weekend because I was visiting a friend in Hardaway. I went to the amusement park and a DM Adkins concert. It was okay because I had a great time. DM Adkins sung her mouth off. I really want to sing. I wanted to go on stage and sing, but I couldn't do that. It would have been rude and out of order. I wish I could have sung in the choir, but that wasn't my church. That's pretty much all that happened this weekend.

That's it for now.

Love ya!
Mary

Critique of the Clarks

2001-08-25T18:09:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

I received the critique of the Clarks back. I didn't much care for it. I was told that I could have elaborated more about each character. Later on, apparently, we are going to have to redo our character sketches. I was told that my writing style was good, but I need to give more details from now on. Oh well.

Love ya!
Mary

P.S. I forgot to tell you. The critique said that Mindaya was not a good name for my main character. It was hard to pronounce and it would turn my readers off. Ain’t that a trip, too?

Happy Belated Birthday

2001-08-21T18:16:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"As we go a little something like this... hit it!"
-DJ Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince

I know it has been a long time. (It would be useless to say I'm sorry.)

Happy Belated Birthday.
So, how old are you now?

Love ya!
Mary

P.S. I know that this was a very short session, but I don't really have much to say. (That's why I haven't written in a long time.)

This was just a note to say hi and love you.

Okay, so maybe I do have a little something to say, but it's not anything important.

That's all for now... REALLY!

Introducing the Clarks

2001-08-07T09:07:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Cause God don't; God don't make no junk..."
-Fred "Rerun" Berry

My English teacher suggested that I join this creative writing group because I like writing in my journal. I did. We have to do assignments each month. This month's assignment was to create a family and write sketches for each family member. (I may have to rethink this creative writing group.)

The Clarks

Mother - Jaimee Dionne Clark

Age: 38

Occupation: College Professor

She is a loving mother that knows how to temper justice with mercy. She always knows the answers to the problems that her children may have. She is kind and sweet, but knows how to be mean when the occasion may arise. One would say that she is the perfect mother, but who is perfect.

Father - Marion Dewayne Clark

Age: 40

Occupation: Engineer for a top aviation firm

He is a loving father who is very cool under pressure and maintains control of the household except when Mrs. Clark steps in and takes control. He commutes from Dorinda to Hardaway.

Oldest Child - Angela Melony Clark

Age: 20

College student

She is a straight "A" student. She is a typical older sister; bossy, mean, and overbearing; but other than that, she's okay. She is called Melony.

Next Child - Johnathon DaNaro Clark

Age: 17

He is a high school student, who is heavily into sports: football, basketball, and track. He maintains a "B" average. He is a typical brother; girl crazy and thinks he is God's gift to women. He goes by John.

Youngest Child - Mindaya Deshay Clark

Age: 15

She is a high school student, who runs track and plays basketball. She maintains a "B" average. She is a popular person at school and is liked by both students and teachers. She is like the normal little sister; pestering bother of her older siblings, other than that small minute problem, she is a wonderful sister.

Best Friend - Linda Pryce

Age: 16

She is a high school student who runs track. She and Mindaya hang out together. They do homework together. Essentially, they are practically inseparable.

Aunt - Stephanie Clark-Kirkland

Age: 27

Occupation: Stewardess

She is Mariun's baby sister. She is married to Mark Kirkland. She is Mindaya's favorite aunt. Mindaya looks up to her and likes to hang around Stephanie.

That's it for now...
Love ya!
Mary

At My Age

2001-08-04T09:07:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Tell me I'm not dreamin'... Are we in paradise?"
-Robert Palmer

Before I begin to write, I am always full of things to write about, but when the actual writing occurs, I am out of ideas. I'm thinking ok.

I can't help but wanna do what some of the other people my age are doing. I hate just sitting at home doing nothing. I want to sing, but I never get the chance. Maybe I'm just too scared or maybe I don't try hard enough, but whatever the reason, I suppose I need to get on the ball.

A friend of mine's parents just got divorced. Her parents were a pastor & first lady. A lot of folk have been quick to pass judgment, but I am sure that if the shoe were on the other foot, folk would want people to keep their mouths shut.

I know what a divorce can do to a person and what kind of pain it can cause. Life can be funny that way.

That's pretty much it for now.

Bye!
Love ya!
Mary

Signs of the Times

2001-08-01T09:07:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Friends will let you down, friends won't be around. When you need them the most, where are your friends..."
-Jody Watley

I guess maybe I am a little depressed (why?) Because the world is in very bad shape. I'll write down how I really feel...

It's an outrage, the signs of the time.
Closed churches
Closed schools
What are we doing?
Playing the parts of fools.
Wars & wars
Robbery too.
Tell me people,
What can we do?
In days of old,
When things were true,
People then, knew what to do.
Diseases rummage throughout the land,
Is this some form of an ultimate plan?

I may not even live long enough to see all my dreams come true. This is a subject that some people don't even talk about, but I heard about it in church and what I've heard seems to be coming true. Since I am "a youngster,” I guess I shouldn't be concerned with these things, but well it bothers me. Wars, burglary, homeless people, corrupt men of the cloth, robbery, rape; what is to become of us.

I can't help but think, "What can I do?" And I have no answer, but there is something I can do. What, other than pray, I don't know at this moment. Maybe my praying can change things. I just can't stand to see the world going the way it is going. I use to really believe in church. (I still do, but I think my faith has lapsed some.) All the things that have happened is so strange and it is so upsetting because I thought church would be the one place you could when all else failed. It still is the place to turn because it is the people who have forgot God. The African-American race was brought through all their turmoil with God's help, but now that we have MONEY, CARS, and a little POWER, we have forgotten where we came from and WHO brought us.

It's a real bad shame.

God we really need help and we don't really realize it!

Until later,
Love ya!
Mary

S.M.I.L.E.

2001-07-29T09:07:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"You brought the sunshine, you are the life line. Since then I have had Christ in my life, there has been such a change in my life."-The Clark Sisters

Hi, I know, I haven't written in a long time (4 days to be exact.) I haven't had much to say. What can I talk about? I don't know. I made a demo album. Not for a record company, but for my mother and godmother (or guard mother; whatever). It sounds good, but it had no music (background music). I'm thinking about doing a comedy demo album. (Funny huh! anyway.)I can't really think of much to say. I have been contemplating sending you a birthday gift. (A card, picture, and letter.) I guess maybe I am expecting you to get it and go so crazy that you invite me to see you and adopt something or me like that. S.M.I.L.E. (Of no significance whatsoever!)Sometimes, I hope too much of a person, but I feel such a great joy when I see you and things. I think I am desperate for a friend that I create imaginary friendships (not friends, but friendships.) The people are alive, but they don't know I exist. I just want people to know I exist.

Love ya!
Mary

Birthday, No Party

2001-07-25T20:19:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"I've often said love could open any door, but I wish we had much more. Spread love..."
-Take Six

How's life and all that jazz? Today was my birthday and it was no different than any other. Maybe when you get older, things like this no longer matter. I kinda wish I could've had a party and all that stuff, but oh! Well.

Love ya!
Mary

Why the Bathroom?

2001-07-24T20:19:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

“I know I should be there, where you are... Tossin' and turning in my sleep; take being without you, now I'm gonna take my next; I got to get where you are. Ah Ohh."
-Whitney Houston

Hi, and all that jazz. So, how has life been treating you? What do I want to talk about? A lot of things, but due to certain facts, I can't reveal things...Sometimes, I long to be a comedienne, but my act is not funny to me, that is. Maybe I should try my act on a live audience. Are you Available? What’s new? I got a new swimsuit. It took about five hours because I could not find on that would fit my "backside" properly. I must have tried on 12 bathing suits. Speaking of bathing suits, why are they called that? You don't take baths in them. Ugh! Why do people feel the need to read while they are using the bathroom? People pick the stankiest room in the house to read a book. My brother doesn't always go into the bathroom to take care of business; he just goes in there to read. They should have those magazines that are in the doctor's office in the restrooms; they would get more use that way. What do you think of my act so far? Well, so much for the comedy career. I like the color green.

Love ya!
Mary

Them Questions

2001-07-16T20:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

And we go a little something like this... - Tone Loc

What's up and how's the life?

Ugh, what's been happening?

Nothing really. Were moving to another city. It should be fun.

Questions...

1). Whatever happened to love when it comes to sex?
I mean from what I've seen and heard, it doesn't really matter anymore.

2). Why does the world have so many problems that they can’t solve?

3). Why are the teenage problems of today so much different from those of yesteryear?

4). What's love go to do with it?

5). What does suicide really solve? What does killing another person solve?

6). Why are things the way they are?

So Until,
Love ya!
Mary

Complaining

2001-07-15T20:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Growing up can be a pain..." - New Edition

Complaining already, I know, bad ain't it? Let's get it out of the way. I'm sorry I haven't written you before now, sorry things got a little out of hand. (Someone snuck a peek in my diary and well, how goes that story!)

Back to the topic at hand. I hate growing up. There are so many decisions to make. Say no to drugs, practice safe sex, don't drink and drive, so forth and so on.

What more can be said?

When I began to write, I was full of ideas. I have a lot of questions in the back of my mind, but it seems that I can't find anyone to answer them. (Maybe, I can't find anyone to give me the answers I want.) I want to sit down and talk to someone. (I mean really talk, not just listen.) Maybe, you're the only person that I want to talk to.

Later,
Mary

Hi

2001-07-03T15:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"I just called to say I love you and I mean it from the bottom of my heart" - Stevie Wonder

Hi!

Love ya!
Mary

P.S. How's your love life? (SMILE!)

Boring (Alot)

2001-06-25T15:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

So you think that you just can’t make it through and you feel like all hope is gone; just remember God cares for you and He knows just what's best for you. He cares. He cares for you.
-Milton Brunson and the Thompson Community Choir.

Hi and how's life? We went to church as usual, but we went to a church of a different denomination. It was okay; it was a little (alot) boring. Anyway, that's that. I had a cold to top things off. So, what's up on your end?

Bye!
Love ya!
Mary

Getting Wacky

2001-06-24T15:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

You better wake up before it’s too late or they'll be doing your make-up down at the coroner's place.
-Kool Moe Dee

I haven't written in awhile, but life can be hectic. How has life been treating you? On my end, everything is cool. What can I talk about? Life here is so hot as expected. It's too hot. Ministers and preachers (men of the cloth) have been really getting a lot of bad publicity. Even though TV makes money off of these shows, men of the cloth aren't being shown the way that they should be. Just because a couple of people screwed up, the whole world shouldn't look down on men of the cloth. Things are getting wacky. Too wacky if you ask me. The whole is going crazy. That’s it for now.

Until,
Love ya!
Mary

Responsibility

2001-06-16T15:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

You bring out the best in me, always... I never knew that I could feel this way; A world of change your love made. You bring out the best in me, always and I thank you...
-Vanessa Bell Armstrong

Hi, and all that. Well, bad news; I was at the swimming pool going off the diving board and I broke my toenail. (Painful, very.) And to top it all off, I lost my wallet, drivers license, extra keys, pictures, and all. I hate losing my wallet. That's so irresponsible. My dad probably thinks that I don't think about responsibility that much, but I do. The big stuff sometimes doesn't matter, but the little stuff does matter. I thought that I brought it home, but I may have left it at the swimming pool. I will know tomorrow. I figured they would have called. I don't know what to way.

That’s all.
Love ya!
Mary

A Low Chlorine Level

2001-06-10T15:27:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

Sunday is on the way!
- Shirley Caesar

Hi. It's another day and the same thing is happening that has always happened. We couldn't go swimming because the pool was closed due to A Low Chlorine Level. I hope it will be opened tomorrow. I guess that is all for now. Love ya!
Mary

Just Saying Hi

2001-06-08T19:01:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,
I'm all alone sitting right here by the phone...
-Al B. Sure

What it is? Just saying HI!

Love ya!
Mary

Talkin' Bout Love

2001-06-07T07:55:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

“C'mon maw, I'm just rockin...”
-DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince

Q. Why do I pretend so much?
A. Well, it's because I can do, be, or have anything I want.

Q. Why did I create an imaginary family composed of celebrities?
A. I can have a family that is all together and they were people I always admired anyway, so why not kill two birds with one stone.

Not very clear answers I know, but I'm not too keen on clear answers.

It seems kinda hard to really care anymore cause no one else really seems to care anyway. Do for yourself and forget about everyone else. No one says, "I love you" anymore (except for on TV)

Maybe some people do, but I have yet to find them.

Like I'm really looking.

Anyway, I know I talk about love alot.

Gotta go!
Until,
Love ya!
Mary

It's Not My Business

2001-06-06T05:55:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,
We don't have enough love; it's impossible to keep the love when you're minding my business...
– Guy

It's another day and I'm still living and you are too. I'm so bored. Maybe it's my fault anyway. That's life right. I'm supposed to call this girl that my dad told me about, but her line is busy. So, what's up on your end. So, how goes the new thang? Well, uh, I don't have much to say. I never really have much to say. Anyway, what can I talk about. I don't even have any questions to ask you. No stories to tell. No poems to records. My life is boring. Oh! yea. Are you going to marry that guy? I know it's not really any of my business, but just asking. If you're happy, who am I to stand in the way. What more can I say, but Bye Bye.

Love ya!
Mary

Good Times

2001-06-02T17:55:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,
No matter what your friends try to tell ya, people need to fall in love...
-Bobby Brown

I am kinda happy because the one show that I really love, can now be seen every weekday (Good Times). I guess that's it, so, I see ya later.

Love Ya!
Mary

Nothing Much

2001-05-28T17:47:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"There's a right and a wrong way to love somebody..."
- Keith Sweat

So, what's up? How's life and all that jazz?

What can I talk about tonight? Not much has been going on. If you didn't know, we have moved into another house. Well, there's not really much to say because I have to go to bed because the movers are bringing our stuff tomorrow.

So Until,

Love ya!
Mary

Growing Up Is A Pain

2001-05-20T17:47:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"Growing up can be a pain..."
- New Edition

Complaining already, I know, bad ain't it? Let's get it out of the way. I'm sorry I haven't written you before now, sorry things got a little out of hand. (Someone snuck a peek in my diary and well, how goes that story!)

Back to the topic at hand. I hate growing up. There are so many decisions to make. Say no to drugs, practice safe sex, don't drink and drive, so forth and so on.

What more can be said?

When I began to write, I was full of ideas. I have a lot of questions in the back of my mind, but it seems that I can't find anyone to answer them. (Maybe, I can't find anyone to give me the answers I want.) I want to sit down and talk to someone. (I mean really talk, not just listen.) Maybe, you're the only person that I want to talk to.

Later.
Mary

Just Giving You A Smile

2001-05-01T19:23:00.000-07:00

Dear You Know Who,

"I just called to say I love you and I mean it from the bottom of my heart"
- Stevie Wonder

Hi!

Love ya!
Mary
P.S. How's your love life? (SMILE!)