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"Everything You Want"
Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in
Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why
But under skinned knees and the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return
[Chorus]
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
[Chorus]
But you'll just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what you're asking for
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time
It's only what you're waiting for
Out of the island
Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won't return
[Chorus]
I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why
And I don't know why
I don't know Why
I just got some news thats cool, in march im going to huntington beach for the NPPL super 7 man series...it'll be fun...peace
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Hey all, itz been awhile...i havent been home so i havent been on the cpu...duh...but yea...things are going great for me right now...i just signed a contract with the most notorious paintball team in lakeland, ominous....yup badass...im going paintballin tomorrow, wait...today, since itz like 12 right now...but yea...fun stuff. i get to go back to my old ways, bein a badass paintballer...hells yea...but im out...merry new years, dont get too fucked up...i know i am...lol.
Johnny
The pro paintball player.
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[27 Dec 2005|12:12pm] |
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so, if yall havent heard, ive moved away from the skool, and i havent had the internet for a while...and still dont...lol...also, im going into the marine corps next year, here's my ship date for the marines...and i already kno wht im doing and when...
Basic: i ship september 10th of 2006
come back for the month of december, go back in january.
AIT...for at least 3 more months, which brings me back in
april of 2007...i have another month off...i leave again in May
to get ready for iraq...which takes a month, then i come back for
2 more weeks, then i go to iraq...and as soon as i get there, i'll
just be turning 19! aint that great yall...and theres alot o ppl out
there saying that when i have that first bullet fly over my head ima
wanna come home...u know what i say, i say if someone shoots at me, ima
shoot back...duh...and others are like, dont go into infintry, you'll get
killed...well i have something to say to yall 2. If i get killed over there
then so be it...i'll be outta yalls hair...u think im scared of dying? look me
in the eyes and ask if im scared of dying...i'll look u straight back in the eyes
and say....NO...if i die over there, then at least i would die happy, cuz i'll be a
marine...
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Hey, guess wht all! ive got some great news!!!!! fo real....im moving.
Johnny
soccers the passion.
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Don't EVER leave the one you love for the one you like because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.
Just some randomness for yall...but take that into consideration...i thought about it...and yea...but anyhoo...ive got some awsome news!ive been cleared for tomorrow!!!!! thats right im playing tomorrow, or today, since yall will probley see this on tuesday...lol...but we're going to tampa/riverview...and i got the okay to play! im soooo excited...but it sucks cuz i have to heat rap it and tight rap it...but o well im in the game! yes...o and we won tonight, i didnt play but we won! yes...this is great...im out killas...peace
Johnny
soccers definately my passion, whats yours?
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I wanna know 21 things about you. You can just comment here and answer these questions, or if itz too personal for you, u can send it to my email...and all yall should know that one...dont be skurd...just do it! oh yea, be honest kids...for real.
1.Your Full Name:
2. Age:
3. Fave Color:
4. Fave Movie:
5. Fave Song:
6. Fave Band:
7. Fave Food:
8. Most Embarassing Moment:
9. Are you a virgin? .
HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...
1. Are we friends?
2. Do you have a crush/attracted to me?
3. Would you kiss me?
4. ...with tongue?
5. Would you enjoy it?
6. Would you ever ask me out or go out with me if I ask you out?
7. Would you make a move on me in a movie theater?
8. Tell me one odd/intresting fact about you:
9. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
10. Do you want to tell me something that you couldn't before?
11. If you heard a rumor about me, would you defend me?
12. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?
13. Do you think I'm a good person?
14. Would you let me sleep with you (in the same bed)?
15. Do you think I'm Hot?
16. Would you call me just because?
17. Would you ever listen to my problems even if they dont involve you?
18. If you could change anything about me, would you?
19. Would you have sex with me?
20. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
21. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?
Johnny
soccers my passion, whats yours?
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| Tears In Heaven, by: Eric Clapton |
[25 Nov 2005|10:57am] |
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Tears In Heaven
by Eric Clapton and Will Jennings
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.
Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.
Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
Yea, ive liked this song since i wuz a younger one...lol...and i posted it cuz the time seemed right...it also reminds me of my friend ryan...cuz im still wondering if he'll still know me when i get up there...
Johnny
soccers' my passion, whats yours?
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Well, after a few hard days of fighting an illness, my all time hero, George Best, has passed away. George Best was one of the best soccer players in the world...he started playing for my team, Man U, when he wuz 17 years old, and quickly helped them to a victory in the final game of the champion's league finals. He became a legend by scoring the quickest hat trick in epl history.(a hat trick meaning an individual has scored 3 goals in one game.) He did so in just 4 mins...yes, 3 goals in 4 mins. wow. So now, i say fairwell to a legend. Rest In Peace my friend...and go up to that big futbol pitch in the sky and score another hat trick.
God Bless
Johnny
soccer's my passion, whats yours?
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[23 Nov 2005|03:25pm] |
Post anything that you want. Anything at all. A story, a memory, a thought, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love, a song, a question you want me to answer, you can tell me what you think of me, or something random on your mind - anything.
Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice, or as many times that you'd like, and then cut & paste this into your LJ to see what your friends have to say.
I just wanna see who will comment....
Johnny
Soccer's my passion, whats urs?
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Keith Urban
Tonight I Wanna Cry
Alone in this house again tonight
I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin' away
[Chorus:]
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
Would it help if I turned a sad song on
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way
[Chorus:]
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
[Chorus:]
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with this pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
thats a cool song...yea, im not dead...like i thought i would be...cuz our bus ride last night wuz just freaky...but yea..we have a 3 day tournament in sarasota...we started playing yesterday...and i injured my foot seriously again...this sucks...i cant bear the pain...shit, i cant even walk but thats okay...it'll end soon....im out yall...i have to go back to sarasota...peace all.
Johnny
soccer's my passion, whats yours?
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Who you'd be today
Sunny days seem to hut the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
I feel you everywhere I go
I see your smile, I see your face
I hear you laughin' in the rain
Still can't believe you're gone
It ain't fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how i miss you
All the hell that i been through
Just knowin' no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder
Who you'd be today
Would you see the world, would you chase your dreams
Settle down with a family
I wonder what would you name your babies
Somedays the sky's so blue
I feel like i can talk to you
And i know it might sound crazy
It ain't fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how i miss you
All the hell that i been through
Just knowin' no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder
Who you'd be today
Today, Today, Today
Today, Today, Today,
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that give me hope
Is i know
I'll see you again some day
Someday, someday.
I love that mother f'in song! Plain and simple, and yall need to see the video to it too, it'll remind you of me...and mike...but yea...so, whos scholarship bound? me...thats right! me...ive turned into a full time starter, and a full time player...havent been subbed out yet...but i dont wanna jinx it...lol...but ive had some college coaches complement me and talk to me about my "future plans" and wht kind of schools id like to go to...itz sooo great...yea! lol...im sooo happy...happier than ive ever been in my life...itz great...but im out kids...peace...take it easy and have a good thanks giving break...and if u get a call about a funeral...itz cuz i wasnt paying attention to the road........
Johnny
Soccers my passion, whats yours?
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"Hey There Delilah"
hey there delilah
whats it like in new york city
im a thousand miles away
but girl tonight you look so pretty
yes you do
time square cant shine as bright as you
i swear its true
hey there delilah
dont you worry about the distance
im right there if you get lonely
give this song another listen
close your eyes
listen to my voice its my disguise
im by your side
oh its what you do to me
oh its what you do to me
oh its what you do to me
oh its what you do to me
what you do to me
hey there delilah
i know times are gettin hard
but just believe me girl
someday ill pay the bills with this guitar
we'll have it good
we'll have the life we knew we would
my word is good
hey there delilah
ive got so much left to say
if every simple song i wrote to you
would take your breath away
id write it all
even more in love with me youd fall
we'd have it all
oh its what you do to me
oh its what you do to me
oh its what you do to me
oh its what you do to me
a thousand miles seems pretty far
but they've got planes and trains and cars
id walk to you if i had no other way
our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
that none of them have felt this way
delilah i can promise you
that by the time that we get through
the world will never ever be the same
and youre to blame
hey there delilah
you be good and dont you miss me
two more years and youll be done with school
and ill be makin history like i do
you know its all because of you
we can do whatever we want to
hey there delilah heres to you
this ones for you
oh its what you do to me
oh its what you do to me
oh its what you do to me
oh its what you do to me
what you do to me
I like this song, and i have mike to thank for it too..lol...and i didnt realize how much i like christian rock...yea...all thanks to mike again...lol...but yea...i didnt go to skool cuz i pulled a bunch of muscles from my fore-arm to my shoulder...and i also got a cleat in my knee...it hurt like a bitch...and it wouldnt stop bleeding either...but yea im out...im going to skool tomorrow, so dont touch my right arm! And o yea! i found a college...itz Belmont Abbey College...their soccer coach contacted me and we talked about a possibility on going there...im excited! but yea...they won the cvac title...yea! and their supposed to have a good team again next year...so yea...we'll see...itz n North Carolina but o well...itz what i wanna do...my major would be Sports Management...but im out.
If only she knew how much i cared, if only she knew how sorry i wuz...if only she knew that i love her...then maybe things would be going good.
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[13 Nov 2005|10:22pm] |
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it is hereby stated that this game, needing only a ball and your feet, is no longer the whipping boy of the ignorant.
This game, from sea to shining sea, has swarmed America's parks and yards. Every green space and driveway is our shooting gallery. This game is now as intergral to our country as hot dogs at a barbeque or turkey on Thanksgiving or fireworks on the Fourth of July. It is booming. It is exploding. Light fuse and get away.
So Says This American Game.
We live in a proud nation of more than 17,000,000 players of this game. We out number Holland's total population. We are twice Portugal's population. By sheer numbers alone, we are going to sweep over most of the globe.
So Says This American Game.
Our men's national team ranks in the top ten in the world. Less than 20 short years ago, even microscopic island nations drooled rivers at the opportunity to dribble around us; to make us wish we never gained independence from England. They laughed at us.
Now these United States are going to Germany to play on the biggest stage of all. It is our fifth consecutive qualification. Other nations do not merely scout us anymore; they toss and turn and develop digestive problems over us. And our sport is one in which you actually play other countries on your way to the world championship.
So Says This American Game.
A fierce, unwavering strength of this land is that it is the great American melting pot. No game has taken greater advantage of this fusion than ours. We assemble a rich roster of Hispanic, European, Asian, and African cultures, kick in a ball, stir it all up, and make the best of all worlds.
So Says This American Game
Our preeminent stars include everyone from a player who grew up in a Texas trailer home to a striker who learned to shame defenders in the projects of Florida. This sport is no longer exclusive to the children of the suburbs. The minivan is not the official vehicle of our sport.
So Says This American Game.
Yes, there are still those who despise our sport-our own countrymen, in fact. But let them hate. Let them moan all they want from atop their barstools and behind their keyboards and radio booth glass; the First Amendment guarantees they can do just that. But there is nowhere in that hallowed, yellowing document that says we will listen.
So Says This American Game.
And no matter how much France looks down on us, or Brazil doubts us, or England mocks us; no matter what the odds, or the stiuation, or the game, the American people have this uncanny, gloriously stubborn belief that if we want something badly enough, we will achieve it. This is the desire that coursed through the veins of our revolutionaries in 1776 and of our hockey team in 1980. Our country finds a way to win.
So Says This American Game.
This is soccer. A game for the flagwaving, tax-paying, apple-pie-eating, Star-Spangled-banner singing, red-blooded American.
So Says This American Game.
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I STOLE THIS FROM CRYSTAL...ONLY CUZ IT WUZ SWEET.
: this is a between a girl and a boy on their 7th year anniversary
-girl calls up boy: hey happy anniversary again
-boy: hi happy anniservary!... hey remember you wanted to tell me something after school? sorry i left so early i had to go to work. so what did you want to tell me?
-girl: i wanted to say i love you
-boy: yeah i know everyone does!
-girl: really?
-boy: yeah... everyone of my friends that are girls tell me that everyday
-girl: oh... but am i only your friend?
-boy: no... youre my girlfriend... why?
-girl: so when i say i love you i really do mean it
-boy:yeah i know you do mean it... its just that you dont need to tell me that you love me anymore cuz i know you love me since the day we been together and i love you more each and everyday.
-girl: ......
-boy: so wanna go somewhere tonight for our 7th anni?
-girl: yeah... where?
-boy: i dont know... maybe movie then dinner?
-girl: ok
-boy:ill pick you put after i get off and get ready ok?
-girl: ok. what time do you get off?
-boy: in 2 hours and then i gotta go home and yeah get ready which takes about 15-20 mintues...
-girl: aye... i thought you didnt have work today...
-boy: one of my co-workers called in sick
-girl: oh okay! so ill see you around 7:30 then?
-boy: yeah! and babe?
-girl: yeah?
-boy: i love you
-girl: i love you too!
-boy: ok my manager is like looking at me so yeah.... i gotta go.
-girl: ok bye
-boy:bye
2 hours later... the boy drives to his girlfriends house
boy walks up to the door and rings bell
-girl: hey! (gives a kiss to her boyfriend)
-boy:wassup... you ready?
-girl:um... wait... let me got my bag and we could go ok?
-boy:ok
they both watched a movie and ate dinner.... once they were done eating they head back to the car but before she got into the car...
-boy:wait! can i blind fold you?
-girl: why??!
-boy:its a suprise
-girl: what kind of suprise?
-boy: a big one
-girl: okay but only if you promise me that you will hold my hand while we're driving.
-boy: i promise.
-girl: ok blind fold me...
so they drove off........... and then they stoped.
-boy:ok we're here!
-girl: where?
-boy:wait let me walk you to the place!
-girl: what place?
-boy: somewhere! (and gives a kiss to her on the lips)
-girl: babe!...
the boy walks her to the place
-boy: ok.... let me the blind fold off you
-girl: where are we?
he takes it off her and she opens her eyes and sees the view of the city and at that same spot... thats where he first asked her to be his girlfriend...
-girl: omg.... (tears come down)
-boy: why are you crying?
-girl: this is where you first asked me out...
-boy: what are you doing the rest of your life? (he asked on his knees and after he says that...behind him... in the air it says "will you marry me?" in firworks)
-girl: (tears come down faster)
-boy: i wasnt at work when you called me... i was planning this whole thing!
-girl: get up!
-boy: yeah?
-girl: (kisses him)
-boy: is that a yes or a no?
-girl: yes
iF YOU DO NOT REPOST THiS YOU WiLL HAVE THE loneliest LiFE!
but
iF YOU DO REPOST THiS YOU WiLL HAVE A RELATiONSHiP THAT WiLL LAST FOREVER!
ehh, im not too worried about that stuff up there...but yea...i did a whole lot of running tonight...it wuz just one of those nights that i felt like running...i ran lake hollingsworth a bunch...it wuz fun...but ima go to bed...i'll just see everyone at skool...peace
Johnny
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omg! i hate my fucking life...i wish i were dead right now...jeezus!
thats wht id be saying on oposite day! lol...im sooooo happy...if ya
know wht i mean ;). ive got some good news...im back together with my
baby...thats right...we are an us again. peace batches
johnny #...
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[06 Nov 2005|07:59pm] |
The smell of freshly cut grass
90 min. till game time
The boundrys get repainted and the ticket box offices open.
70 min till game time
U arive at the stadium to screaming fans.
60 min till game time
Everyone gets ready and heads out to the field for warm ups.
30 min till game time
Head back into locker rooms, now the stadium is roaring.
10 min till game time
Come outta the lockers, and march onto the field, crowd roaring louder.
5 min till game time
National anthemes are played, and your ready to play, adreniline rushing faster than ever now.
1 min till game time
The whistle blows and the match is started. You and your team fight hard, but at the end of the half,
the score remains 0-0...2nd half starts, and the fight continues, neither team letting each other score.
Then in the 89th min. U get the ball, u break past a defender and lay a nice pass to your winger, which
takes the ball down the sideline. He jukes his defender and breaks for the endline, he takes a touch to the
inside, and crosses the ball into the box...u sprint as hard and as fast as you can towards the ball...everything
slows down, u jump into the air in a wild dive for the ball...u connect with the ball and it goes streaking past the
goal keeper which just barely missed the it. The crowd jumps to their feet...GOOOOALLLL!!!!!!! you just scored
wht looks to be the game winning goal...u get off of the ground and go running towards the corner flag...u take it out
of the ground and throw it.
Soccer isnt just a game, itz a lifestyle....in order to win, u must fight harder than your oposition...your oposition
isnt going to let you get a goal, you've got to go out there and take it!
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O yea! getting fucked up tonight baby! whoohooo!
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Well, ive got some good news, and some bad news....im getting transfer papers on monday to get out of LHS...the bad news...they might not let me transfer....erg! i just hate this shit. and o yea...im serious about getting those transfer papers...my dad's even agreed to signing them.
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