Monka Funka

i didn't get called to do the show until 3 o'clock that day. I chose this song :D

Mon, 16 Jul 2007 02:20:09 GMT

Tighty Whiteys and tube socks... 'nuff said.

Monk

ok so now I am really sad

Fri, 12 Jan 2007 23:49:30 GMT

A good friend of mine from online who has the AIDS virus (she got it while being a nurse from a patient) got really sick awhile back.. She started to get better but it turns out she is only going to get worse.. The doctors can do no more and that her family can only make her comfortable now.. She said that it is like having the flu 24/7. I have never met this person in real life but they were still a great friend and it made me cry to read her message.. I wish that I lived closer to go visit her.. I am just really sad now..

_Monkxx

wtf.

Fri, 20 Oct 2006 00:43:41 GMT

I got a pair of es shoes today for only $30.

This room is a lot brighter than usual.

*cough*

_Monkxx

so I was bored.

Fri, 13 Oct 2006 19:07:23 GMT

Wintergreen Minty Goodness

So Tomorrow night is the drag show. I have to wake up early tomorrow though because we are having a yard sale. I am selling a bunch of stuff that I had as a kid. I am also selling two collectible bears that I never wanted to begin with that I got as xmas presents from my dad's coworker when I was little. They just sit and collect dust so maybe some old lady will see them and like them. I am really tired today.. I want to get a new tattoo.. but I dunno what i want. I have enough money to get one too. I will have $200 once I get my $50 today. I wish the kids weren't coming over today. I hate that they come over every weekend. If they actually behaved I wouldn't mind but they don't listen and they are constantly fighting with each other. oh well. Jess and I will go find some way to amuse ourselves tonight.

_Monkxx

Dear Mr. President by Pink (okay so I am obsessed)

Tue, 04 Apr 2006 23:15:50 GMT

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Dear Mr. President, come take a walk with me
Let's pretend, we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions, if we can speak honestly
What do you fell when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look into the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye, and tell me why?

Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say, "no child left behind"
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the way to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's right away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say...
You've come a long way, from whiskey and cocaine!

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye, and tell me why?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work! Hard work! Hard work!
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work! Hard work! Hard work!!!!!!!!
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?

Dear Mr. President, you'd never take a walk with me
Hmmm, would you?

________________________

Monk

FRIENDS ONLY

Mon, 06 Mar 2006 20:52:47 GMT

You know what to do.