krista:
Well some are allowed to be intrigued....

I seem to be only mildly sentimental about objects. I have this one black and white negative, one of my best from when I was 16. Maybe that.

[Edited on Jun 12, 2003]
whoozywhatzy:
of course I shoudn't have been asleep or alone at the computer...but the boy next to me was tired! The butthole. Fresh wax and all.
er:
hello and thankyou. you one o' them australasians? mm mm we love those around here.

this is my annual june rough patch, it'll get better. funny how even random stranger niceness makes little smiles...they may only be in my [pick random non-smiling body part], but they're still smiles.
koleeta:
you must not have read my previous journal entry...the one before the traveling question....

I don't have a clue as to what object of mine has the most sentimental value....if I could I would say my whole room and it's contents, that or nothing but myself.

I've learned that if I stop making emtional attachments to objects it hurts a lot less when I lose them or they are taken away from me. I used to cry at losing the smallest things, like my favorite pencil for example.

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ok can you stuff me into your luggage so I can travel with you? MY GOD where do you get the money to go everywhere?! I wish I could.
er:
don't take this the wrong way but
the only accent sexier to me than australasia is portuguese...brazilian or portugal, don't matter to me none
invisigirl:
i like the part about how funny life is....etc.
that captures my state of mind at this point in time perfectly.

my ultimate object is a tiny gold pin of a baby duck that my mom pinned on me on my first day of kindergarten. she told me that if i was ever scared, to look down at the ducky pin and think of her. the duck had one of his legs broken off, too.
i still have the pin. and i'm still scared. huh.
shelliepooh:
hey wanted to thankyou for the sweet comment u left for me in my journal. i know what u mean by being there ive had a few relationships where i went through the same sh** im going through now but all each in there different ways. one day u do look back and kick urself in the ass. i dated an abusive guy for 4 years, dammit he broke my nose and i still was crazy over him....one day i just so sick with myself and never ever talked to him ever again. its tough it wasnt meant to be easy but this relationship is really something that i want to save. i think things will be a little better from now on im starting over, not just my relaitonship but my life. i forgot how to have fun, im going to be the new me and already i feel better about myself. ok and about the object of sentimental value?-i have a green shirt its from a pub in ireland, it used to be my aunts who passed away at 31. i loved her more than anyone. its pretty old and raggedy by now but it means so much to me i could never part with it. also i have a cat/kitten whatever u wanna call it that i feel as though is my child. he makes me feel important and i love him dearly. definately 2 things that i wouldnt give up. so ur from the uk huh? a lot of hot chicks from there!!! be well