tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62978002011-04-21T11:41:54.399-06:00Impetus Of A DreamFly me to the moon. Let me play among the stars. Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars.Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comBlogger341100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1105081268353192752005-01-06T23:59:00.000-07:002005-01-07T00:05:45.450-07:00Learn To Be Lonely Child of the wilderness Born into emptiness Learn to be lonely Learn to find your way in darkness Who will be there for you Comfort and care for you Learn to be lonely Learn to be your one companion Never dreamed out in the world There are arms to hold you You’ve always known your HEART was on its own So laugh in your loneliness Child of the wilderness Learn to Be lonely Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1101184835167914312004-11-30T01:15:00.000-07:002005-01-06T23:22:18.983-07:00Melancholy Shades Of Grey Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. I am invisible, like a nightshade, or the souls of the departed. Felt but only when passed through. Forever to observe never to interact. That is the fate, the edict I suffer. To only ever be noticed when I'm needed or when my melancholy greyness infringes on the yellow, red and oranges of the ordinary happy man. So why to I even Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1099889990716195812004-11-07T22:22:00.000-07:002004-11-07T22:22:53.563-07:00 The Seven Deadly SinsPor scheiße y giggles... (That's four languages right there yo, look at me and my bad self!) Put an X next to the things that apply to you. Have you ever... [x] been drunk. (ish) [] smoked pot. [x] kissed a member of the opposite sex. [x] rode in a taxi. [x] been dumped.(ish) [x] shoplifted. [] been fired. [] been in a fist fight [x] snuck out of your parent's house. [] Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1098777683892615042004-10-26T02:00:00.000-06:002004-10-26T02:01:23.893-06:00 Things That Just Suck/Are Sad When the bad guy is really cute/fuckable/totally human so you sympathize with them When there's no toilet paper in a public restroom When your math teacher is an asshole from hell When drama practice stops you from seeing a scary movie with a hot boy When you lose your vocab words and have a test in nine hours When people don't know what a turn signal is When you Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1097722928074642192004-10-13T20:59:00.000-06:002004-10-18T16:56:37.816-06:00 Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? So I have a new blog that's exclusively for my poetry and shorty stories. Feel free to check it out here. And on a more boring note. Exams this week. Barf. But I get to go see Les Mis tomorrow at Popejoy Hall. Wheee! So it's not an entirely bad week. Oh bugger! I forgot to ask him help me study for spanish when I called him. Bother! Oh well. So anywho Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1097457882966638012004-10-10T19:24:00.000-06:002004-10-11T12:36:48.520-06:00 Of Ranch Dressing and Raw Eggs So Anywho that's what I heard cures hangovers, not that I have one but it seemed an appropriate title. Homecoming was last night and it was the best dance I've ever been to. Dinner was nice, I looked incredibly sexy, a reincarnation of Ginger Rogers herself, and I got to dance with cute lads, which I shall name for you: Ted G., Andrew B., Devin K., Elliot C., MarkClair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1097038754321529982004-10-05T23:00:00.000-06:002004-10-06T22:12:58.676-06:00 The Why, And The Why, And The Why, And The Why So it's Homecoming week. And I'm running for Queen. Elections are tomorrow and I really want to win at least one of the Senior Princess spots because I think I deserve it. Of the 20 some girls that are running, only about five deserve to win, myself included. But like just about everything else in high school, this is a popularity contest, somethingClair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1095887768277477912004-09-25T18:09:00.000-06:002004-09-25T18:09:30.233-06:00 "Welcome to The Planet. Welcome to Existence" Courtesy of Switchfoot-I Dare You to Move. So there is someone I need to apologize to first of all. You know you are, and I'm really, really sorry that I bitched at you on you blog like that. I realize now that that wasn't one the smartest ideas in my long line of smart ideas. I really am sorry though. And to those of you who bitched back at me on Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1094073975792346972004-09-01T15:25:00.000-06:002004-09-02T08:42:22.303-06:00 "I Am He, As You Are Me, And We Are All Together" Cortesy of The Beatles-I Am the Walrus. So any way I stole the following off my friends blog. Just cut and past and answer the questions in the commment area. 01. Who are you, what's your relationship to me? 02. how did we meet? 03. what's my middle name(s): 04. how long have you known me: 05. tell me one good thing about myself: 06. when you Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1091070671393413122004-08-03T22:03:00.000-06:002004-08-03T22:06:00.870-06:00 Impressionism, Cubism, and Me-ism Ok so last entry was obviosly not a success. Probably the whole bitchy thing I had going on. No worries. I still love you all. Atleast those of you I know. So how's life in the world of the small and unfamed? Mine's rather lovely if you ignore the fact that a)I have less than three weeks to read both Hamlet and Mrs. Dalloway and I find both dull and boring Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1090716944828345492004-07-24T18:43:00.000-06:002004-07-24T19:23:37.636-06:00 Welcome to Loserdom subtitled Gay Men Rock my World! WARNING:All Guys read this at their own risk. I will be ranting about the menstrual cycle. I repeat MENSTRUAL CYCLE. You have been warned. Ok. Ok. Ok. So I'm not a loser. But OMG! This has been a really shitty days in some circumstances. I hate this so fricking much. I wish I could go on birth control so I wouldn't have to drop off the edgeClair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1088364009805326862004-06-27T13:02:00.000-06:002004-06-27T22:42:05.493-06:00 Soul Mates and Silly Games Today is one of those days where I just want to crawl under a rock and hide. And then cry. For a very, very, very, very, very long time. I don't feel like explaining why. Yesterday I got back from a much needed vacation. While on said vacation my parents and I visited four colleges: Loyola of Chicago, Northwestern, Saint Mary's in Indiana, and Notre Dame. And I have Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1087696626861928482004-06-19T19:37:00.000-06:002004-06-19T20:00:13.430-06:00 Life As We Know It Have I mentioned lately how much I fucking hate when people don't listen to me when I tell them something that I know to be a fact and then it turns out to be true. People don't seem to realize that I tend to be right about my hunches. I cannot for the life of me understand why people don't just listen to me. But of course that's understandable to an extent. People tend to Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1085981164370299322004-05-30T21:13:00.000-06:002004-05-30T23:26:04.370-06:00 You Know There's Something Wrong With the World When... -You come home from the camping trip from Hell to find one of those demon fuzzballs sitting on you kitchen counter babbling away.(Furby) -People actually enjoy torturing themselves by taking a ten mile hike in the middle of the day. A really killer hike. (note: I did not participate in hacking ten years off my life span willingly.) -The Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1085593742141931162004-05-26T11:48:00.000-06:002004-05-26T12:10:17.856-06:00 Another Personality Quiz and A Picture for your Enjoyment I should clarify first. Le picture es de Beast Boy from Teen Titans (My all time favorite Cartoon!) as Andre in the Hey Ya Music Video. Shake it sh-sh-sh-shake it! Shake it like a Polaroid picture! 1) Starting time: 12:25 2) Your name: Eibhlin 3) Nicknames: Ivy, Palooka, Anna, E, Supreme Evil Overlordess of the Universe 4) School: SMHS Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1085429104700794012004-05-24T13:21:00.000-06:002004-05-24T14:05:04.700-06:00 What's The Point Anyways Invader Zim is one of the coolest cartoons out there. See it if you haven't. Okay now that the side note is over with on to the topic in the title. People tell me that they started their blogs so that they could have a place to talk about their lives and get advice from their friends. So that they could rant about all the people who pissed them off, scared the shit outClair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1084300357851395962004-05-11T12:12:00.000-06:002004-05-11T15:12:10.146-06:00 "Control. Control. You Must Learn Control" I love Yoda. I'd marry him if he weren't dead. I mean come on "Judge him by his size do you?" Yoda is a hottie. And he's all mine. Ok sorry about the side tangent. But Yoda is the coolest guy in the entire world. So anywho today's entry is just some Poetry I've written over the past couple days. Enjoy mon amies.(Ok sorry to the Frenchers out their if Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1083798227952100922004-05-05T16:20:00.000-06:002004-05-05T17:13:43.576-06:00 Life... Or Something Like It I think it's about time someone finally expalined to me the meaning of life. Because I'm really starting to wonder why we're all here. Is there some point to existance? Is there really a heaven or is it just poof lights out when we die? Because i really don't want to go through life and having it have no meaning. Many people, my friends included, say that I am a Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1082672077934403162004-04-22T16:13:00.000-06:002004-04-22T16:18:45.873-06:00 From Maggie's Blog Once Again Ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want. Then go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including me) to ask you anything. And I mean anything!! Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1082434384329613992004-04-19T21:22:00.000-06:002004-04-19T22:17:08.466-06:00Boredness Ok I stole this of my friend's blog. i'm bored an i really don't want to do my english. 1. What is the time right now? 20:30 2. Name: Eibhlin 3. Nicknames: Ivy, Evy, Cleo, Palooka, Dork, Eves, Clair, Freak oh there are some others out there 4. What are you wearing right now: Fannel sleeping pants and a white tank top 5. Star sign: Sagitarius. Woohoo, I get a bow and arrow 6. Where do Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1082430688712938602004-04-19T21:10:00.000-06:002004-04-19T21:15:32.810-06:00From Maggie's Blog Ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want. Then go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including me) to ask you anything. And I mean anything!! Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1082003458860729012004-04-14T21:56:00.000-06:002004-04-14T22:38:23.733-06:00 Because Eveyone Needs an Escape I am so sick of people. I seriously just want to runa away to a desert island for a few days to just escape from it all. It was one of those days where you really wish you had a remote for life so that you could fast forward through all the painful parts. I realized today what a complete and total fool I am. I was deluded enough to believe that for once in my Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1078634848508577142004-03-06T21:27:00.000-07:002004-03-06T21:56:41.420-07:00 Freedom I wish I was far far away. So far away that I could never come back. And to be quite frank I wouldn't miss any of it. I'd be glad to be gone. I decided that today is good day to put up this poem I wrote awhile ago. So here it is. I'll continue after it. Let the Sky Cry for Me I wish it would rain, I wish the sky would cry Cry and cry like the thousands of tears I have shed For I Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1077914713568816332004-02-27T13:11:00.000-07:002004-03-06T21:29:28.483-07:00Hell Is Relative Hell is Relative. No I don't mean hell is my uncle for all you people with bad senses of humor. I mean relative as in not absolute or independent. As in Hell is different for everyone. And my Hell is quite unique. Oh sure, I know what you're thinking: Her comes more griping from the queen of gripes. Well your wrong and yet right. I shall explain. Hell is relative because it is Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1077310039993015602004-02-20T13:21:00.000-07:002004-02-20T13:50:02.390-07:00 Jet, Chocolate Milkshakes, and Soul Mates Today is Friday, the best day of the week. Supposedly. But today has just been ugh! Seriously. Reasons Why: 1)I'm so tired it's not even funny 2)My English teacher is evil devil spawn 3)I think I might actually like a guy, but he confuses me, a frocking lot, and I don't like being confused. 4)I have to go to Albuquerque tonight to see Riverdance, Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1076475163402312102004-02-10T21:25:00.000-07:002004-02-10T21:55:39.996-07:00Life is a Piece of $&!% ok, here's a question. How can somwone i love make me want to hurt them so much? Oh i should probably carify for those of you who are ondering. WTF? My father, as much as i love him, does not understand my life and the way it works. Nor does he seem to remember that it is no longer 1960 and that praise for your children does not make them spoiled little brats. I love my Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1075874688061221882004-02-03T22:52:00.000-07:002004-02-03T23:08:23.590-07:00 Being Sick Royally Sucks Assage The above is a self-portrait of me at the moment. I'm sick obviously. And I have a test tomorrow in chemistry. YUCK!Oh mighty snow god, if you can hear me, please answer my prayer: 2 HOUR DELAY! 2 HOUR DELAY! Or if you're feeling especially nice, NO SCHOOL! Note to self: Get sick enough this weekend so I don't have to go to school on Monday. Other note to self: Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1074980007965975812004-01-24T13:39:00.000-07:002004-01-24T14:35:33.246-07:00Bored, Bored, Bored, Bored, Bored. I'm Bored Ho, hum. Not much is happening in my life now. I watched Pirates of the Carribean last night and all i have to say is THAT IS THE BEST MOVIE IN THE WORLD! I heard they're making a sequel. YEAH! But I will only see it if the bring Johnny, Orli, and Kiera back. my life is so boring today. I should see if Mom'll let me rent a movie tonight since the 'Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1074231055839883442004-01-15T22:15:00.000-07:002004-01-15T22:32:49.280-07:00Just a Few Quizz Results I was bored so i took some quizzes. I wonder if the answers really fit You are guided by water. You are generally calm andpeaceful, but you can be very destructivewithout even realizing it.(Rate my test) What force is your soul? brought to you by Quizilla You are Form 0, Phoenix: The Eternal. "And The Phoenix's cycle had reachedzenith, so he consumed himself in fire.Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1074144489600404612004-01-14T22:02:00.000-07:002004-01-26T21:35:39.186-07:00 Volare- To Fly Why is it that whenever I begin to feel so happy, something really crappy happens to make me go right back down to feeling depressed and alone. Sometimes I wonder if the two angels in “Dogma” didn’t have the right idea. Make the whole frocking thing disappear. Non-existence sounds a lot better than all of this. Maybe I am depressed, though I find that unlikely, it would explainClair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1073968371949098822004-01-12T21:11:00.000-07:002004-01-12T21:33:12.870-07:00 Score: Me-5, Rock-10 I, for once in my life, have done something amazing. I actuallly pushed myself, drove myself and had fun doing it. I went rockclimbing. Sure I fell, sure I hurt like the dickens now. But it was worth it. I did so much better thanI ever thought I would for my first time climbing. Unfortunately me being who i am, so out of shape, I did not do as well I would have liked but IClair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1073805316620445872004-01-10T23:59:00.000-07:002004-01-11T00:25:15.323-07:00 Strikes, Spares, And Happy Times I had the best fun I've had in a long time tonight (Well i guess it was actually yesteryday night since it's 12:20 am). I went bowling with a bunch of friends and I had so much fun even though I sucked. I got to eat curly fires and then i played pool later after our games were done. An you know what the best part was? Not once all night did I think about any of Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1073624709735181462004-01-08T21:51:00.000-07:002004-01-09T17:26:51.423-07:00 Italy As My Escape I love Italy. Someday I want to have a villa there either in Tuscany or Lake Como. I've never been to Lake como but every picture I've seen brings to mind only one word: Paradise. The above is a painting of Lake Como and it just makes me feel like all the problems in my world are gone. Have you ever done anything you really, really regret? That you wish you could go back in Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297800.post-1073504389145141052004-01-07T12:26:00.000-07:002004-01-07T12:40:08.526-07:00The First Day of the Rest of My Life Hello one and all. I finally have a blog! YEAH! (pats self on the back for genius work done) So you probably want to know all about me, even though most of you who'll come here already know me. So on with the show: Name: Eibhlin Aine Brennan Location: Physically-Santa Fe, New Mexico. Mentally- Oh boy. Sex: YES PLEASE! j/k Female Likes: Italian food, Clair DeLunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00574504435915850776noreply@blogger.com