EVERYDAY THOUGHTS #10 ------------------ April 10, 1998              ____          ___           __----__   _/\           _/^ __ ^\_    /~^_/ |       )/^        ^-^ _/        _/^ _/^  ^\_ ^\ | ./  /~      /(            _/\.      _/^_/^--_     ^\_^\-__-~      _/( \         _/  ./    ./^_/|  \_ ~\      \_^\_      /^ _(  ~-_    _/ \./\ _/^_/   \_  ~\ \      ^\__^\../^_/^ )\    ~~~~    _\/ <__/       ~\__\|         ^\.__./^      ~---____--~ ~\ In this issue: Soda ................................. NiKoS12@aol.com a poem ........................ sullengurl@hotmail.com men=carnivores .................... Angeljlb96@aol.com ramblings ............................ larajean@gmx.de            \\_          .---(')   HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!       o( )_-\_ ""'""'""'""'""'""'""'""'""'""'""'""'""'""'""'""'"" ************************************************** From: NiKoS 12 Subject: Soda Date: Thu, 9 Apr 1998 Hi everyone,         I was just messing around and I wrote this little poem and I thought it was kinda cute, so I wanted to share it with you.  I know it sux, but here it goes: Soda Not a day goes by that, I fail to gulp one of these suckers down. Addicted to them am I. A king has his scepter and crown, But me, I have my fizzy drink. I could be in Paris, I could be in North Dakota, but hey, the word is universal. “Gimme a soda.”                         ************************************************** From: "Tonya Irving" Subject: a poem Date: Thu, 09 Apr 1998 So, how is everyone? I'm okay, hope you are all the same. Well, I got to writing again last night, and this is one of the poems that kinda spilled itself onto my paper. Close to Love Our bodies press together My mind reels from his kiss I am powerless in my desire As my kneels buckle in bliss I know what this will lead to I'm aware that it is wrong But there is nothing I can do The temptation is too strong He has this power over me I don't quite understand His eyes hold such intensity That I succumb to his silent demand I finally come to my senses Realizing what I'm about to do But never do I put up my defenses It's as close as I'll come to being loved by you This poem stemmed from a conversation I just had with my friend. As you can probably tell, she just had sex, and she is feeling worthless and small right now. She only did it to make him love her more... I think that it's really sad that the world has become so sexually obsessed that in order to make someone like us more, we have to give up our innocence. But I told her that "Innocence can't be lost, it just needs to be maintained" and let her listen to the song. Isn't it amazing how Jewel can help us through the most trying experiences? Well, i hope I've made at least some sense... Tonya The Dark Angel of the Night If I was dressed in my best defenses, would you take me out for coffee? - Ani DiFranco Your love is better than ice cream - Sarah McLachlan ************************************************** From: Angeljlb96 Subject: men=carnivores Date: Fri, 10 Apr 1998 Hello all, I thought since Lara posted her little situation about why she is slightly bitter...I would, too.  It also kinda gives the reason for my last post. I dated this guy for 2 years...and found out in the end that he was a complete fake...he was cheating on me (with my friend...it seems he was cheating on her, too...we're just too stupid to figure this out), and he treated me like shit, but I always made excuses for him.  If you could see some of the stuff he put me (and my friend) through...I think you'd slap us both in the face for not dumping him sooner.  Well... towards the end of January I started to fall in love with someone else.  I denied it for a while, because I was with my boyfriend for so long, and never wanted anyone else... also...this guy I started falling in love with...well, he lives in Kansas...(I'm in New Orleans).  So this made it even more difficult for me.  Well, after a rather f*cked up night at the end of January...I decided to break up with my boyfriend...I was slowly realizing how much of an asshole he was.  And quickly realizing how great this Kansas guy (who days before admitted to thinking he's in love with me) was. So...Feb. 2nd...we break up, and I start talking to Mr. Kansas more...it's amazing how head over heels you can fall with just 2 weeks over 6 hour daily phone conversations.  So, spur of the moment, Kansas boy decides to borrow money and come down for a few days...it was the best week of my life... we had a GREAT time...the whole time.  It was so perfect.  But... When he got back the calls start diminishing slowly b/c of the phone bill...then he started haveing less time to talk to me... but when I'd say something he'd just say I was paranoid.  After the phone calls became weekly...then nonexistant....I called him and asked him what we were doing about Spring Break (I was supposed to go up there).  He then proceeded to tell me that we should just be friends...blah blah blah...and that he no longer (nor does he know if he ever) loved me the way that I love him...and that love (he thinks) is something that develops in time...which would be the reason for my last post about overanalyzing love... In conclusion..he said that I'm his best friend and he doesn't wanna lose me, and we need to keep being friends...and after several attempts on my part...I haven''t talked to him since. So there it is...my "Guys are carnivores" story...with a little less detail than it deserves. Sorry for keeping you guys so long. Love, Jamie *the everyotherday angel* ~and I take back my songs and my poetry, this time I won't be so easy to read, and I'll never trust my pink fleshy heart to a carnivore~  Jewel Kilcher ************************************************** From: Lara Subject: ramblings... Date: Fri, 10 Apr 1998 *hugs* Jamie! Relationships can be such a pain in the rear. But other times they can be so wonderful. It is just luck of the draw I guess. I cannot find the poem I was going to originally send (grrr...I hope I have not lost it) so I am sending this one instead. I wrote this one last spring when my at-the-time boyfriend broke up with me eight days before my senior prom. Don't worry though...I managed to find a date :) ~Forgotten~ he gave me flowers stated love you cannot love what you do not know layers unseen secrets within, lurking simply a statement, not a feeling he was a stranger difficult to comprehend and i was just a girl, who his parents did not like he lowered the bomb walking out, ever so gracelessly leaving only superficial emptiness no true hole because he was so little of me no suprise quickly surpassed for his shoes were small, simple, and unused and quick to be filled. That's all for today angels! Take care :) Lara http://members.tripod.com/~Laruth *******************************************************                     N O T I C E ! ! ! Do not forget to sign up for the list through OneList as soon as possible. The list will switch to going through there as soon as the majority of list members have signed up. If you do not have internet access, email me and I will help you out. 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