Nancy

"In response to Kim's e-mail:



Confucious say:

"We don't know yet about life, how can we know about death? "

"If you look into your own heart, and you find nothing wrong there, what is there to worry about? What is there to fear?"

"It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve; and bad things are very easy to get."

"Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."

"Everything has beauty but not everyone sees it."

"It is more shameful to distrust our friends than to be deceived by them."

"Worry not that no one knows of you; seek to be worth knowing"



Confucious was a wise man.

Basically to sum it all up...no one should wish for death for we have not yet begun to live. We have been confined to our little communities for God knows how long and have yet to see the world for what it truly is. We shouldnt worry about what someone thinks of us be it our looks or for what we say, the only person we should look to for guidance is ourselves and the only thing we should follow is our heart. If you fall from grace by the hands or words of another show your strength by rising back up and facing another day. That'll show that no one can break your spirit or your mind. We all have free will in this world, God preordains nothing for me. I will choose to live the way I want.


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Let's all just start from scratch....

Thursday

War all of the time
In the shadow of the NY skyline.
We grew up too fast.
Now we're falling apart
Like the ashes of American Flags.

If the sun doesn't rise,
We'll replace it with an H-bomb explosion.
A painted jail cell of light in the sky
Like three mile island nightmares on TVs that sing us to sleep.

They burn on and on like an oil field
or a memory of what it felt like
to burn on and on and not just fade away.

All those nights in the basement the kids are still screaming,
"on and on and on and on"

War all of the time
In the shadow of the NY skyline.
We grew up too fast.
Now we're falling apart
Like the ashes of American Flags.

And we're blowing in the wind
We don't know where to land
So we kiss like little kids
We used to be very tall buildings
But we've been falling for so long.

Now your eyes are a sign on the edge of town
they offer a welcome, when you are leaving.

War all of the time
In the shadow of the NY skyline.
We grew up too fast.
Now we're falling apart
Like the ashes of American Flags.

Whe the pieces fall it's like a last-day parade
and the fires in our streets start to rage.
So wave to all the people who long to wave back
from the fabric of a flag that sang LOVE all of the time.

War all the time
War all the time
War all of the time
All of the time...


this revelation is the death of ignorance
tangled in a state of suffocation
slave to self righteousness
damnation is on your lips
from sorrow to serenity, the truth is absolution,
from sorrow to serenity, its on your head
this is my last serenade
i feel you as you fall away
this is my last serenade
from yourself you can't run away
it's your choice, point the finger
but it's on your head
your destination is a choice within yourself
will you rise or become a slave
to self righteousness
open up your heart and gaze within



"I know what lies beneath the snow fields"
When the heart aches in painful misery, yet has no soul to comfort it...what happens then?

Whether a warm light shining within the heart, or simply an aura bound to the flesh, the human soul bears an amazing web of complexity. It unfolds into an endless labyrinth of different emotions, hidden thoughts, and dark secrets.

Yet surprisingly, the human soul also posesses an almost childlike simplicity to its nature. At its inner most core lies the profoundest of truths, so obvious yet somehow overlooked. At its centre hides the heart's simplest but most powerful emotions.

The human soul is so confoundingly mysterious, yet at the same time so artlessly plain.

This uncanny paradox is probably why the heart often draws near the soul in times of trouble. In its aching need for solace during pain, the heart often searches the soul for guidance, just like a compass.

But what happens to those who, whether on purpose or by sheer accident, simply have no souls in their hearts?

When there is no soul to seek comfort in during suffering.. what then? When the heart is torn to shreds by grief and pain, yet finds no solace or succour...what then?

Do such souless creatures hide away from the world outside, preferring the lonely, gloomy one inside? Do they pine away in a corner all alone, tormented by despair?

Or do they simply roam the wasteland of wretched misery inside their own empty, frozen hearts?

Perhaps that is why they call themselves "monsters".

Mood: Tired
SOC: "I am no Killer" by Thursday

::Scene open to a dark Sanctuary Kim looks for gun under couch...finds 9mm::

What the hell? what am I suppose to do with this damn thing?

:fishes...fishes...::

Aha! ::Finds Revlover:: something with class! ::6 trigger pulls later:: Good Empty ^-^ ::puts to temple and starts to click:: Yeah something I've wanted to do for sometime......man I'm tired as hell.....:: reclines looking at the ceiling...click click:: no body worry I don't have an active desire to die...but so far life is boring the hell outta me and zapping my energy so I don't have an active desire to live. Mostly too lazy to anything but what's being handed out right now.

I'm really tired of ignorance....and stupidity...and posers....and incompetence...tired of a lot of things........::stops clicking and looks at gun sits up quickly and throws it out a stained glass window::

More than anything I'm tired of this anger I feel...anger just beneath the surface because presenting any dissatisfaction in this house is unacceptable. I hate fake laughing and fake smiling and fake cheerfulness but its all I seem to do anymore......fuck....::lays back down:: I feel sick and poisoned....I'm poisoning myself.....so much anger so much frustration...so much sadness....::sits in darkness emotionless tears sliding....:: I wish...I wish...God I don't know what I want anymore....just...I wish things were better somehow......I wanna....I wanna...go home...wherever that is....

Dark magician. You love the dark because of it's
beauty and just the life that no-one else sees.
Mysterious, calm, quiet... But that doesn't
mean you're not friendly!

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What kind of dark person are you?
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Duty and Loyalty: You serve your purpose and do
what you must do. People would consider you
someone to rely on, and one who keeps his/her
word when he/she gives it.


Which Characteristic From the Samurai Code Matches You Best? (You may find out your best trait)
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You are one of the few out there whose wings are
truly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, and
divine, you are one blessed with a certain
cosmic grace. You are unequalled in
peacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being of
Light your wings are massive and a soft white
or silver. Countless feathers grace them and
radiate the light within you for all the world
to see. You are a defender, protector, and
caretaker. Comforter of the weak and forgiver
of the wrong, chances are you are taken
advantage of once in awhile, maybe quite often.
But your innocence and wisdom sees the good in
everyone and so this mistreatment does not make
you colder. Merciful to the extreme, you will
try to help misguided souls find themselves and
peace. However not all Angelics allow
themselves to be gotten the better of - the
Seraphim for example will be driven to fighting
for the sake of Justice and protection of those
less powerful. Congratulations - and don't ever
change - the world needs more people like you.


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On people. Some people are hard to get. Others are easy. Some people like to be got and stay got. Some people would rather do the getting and avoid getting got. Some people get one person and stick to them forever. Some people want to get as many as they can while the getting's good. Some people are very picky about who to get and by whom to be got. Some are not. They just take what they can get. Some people just don't get people. Some people read books and attend seminars on how to get people. Some people only get their own gender. Some people only get the opposite gender. Some get both and are kee-razy sex rebels. Some people are not happy with what they got. So they try and go get something else. Some are rendered gotten and rebel against their getter by getting ungot and getting someone else to be their own gotten which really is just a way to get back at the person who got them in the first place. Some people get tired of getting each other and get away from it all. Some people think there's more to life than getting each other and are hard at work trying to get whatever it is they're trying to get instead. And some people have realized that people and things and basically everything in life is fundamentally ungettable so there's no reason to try so hard at getting them. Get it?

Mood: WHOOO
Topic: Thursday
S.O.C.: "Signals ove the air" by Thursday Live from State Theater in Detroit MI OCt 19,2003

MWAHAHAHAHAHAH VICTORY FOR KIM!!

::whipes out Revolver March 2004 No.23 with Geoff Rickly, lead singer of Thursday on the cover::

OH YEAH BABY ::points:: Jonnell and Lisette got this for me on one of their outing! 5 page spread baby!!! Woot and it came with a CD (songs from their concert with Thrice). ::dances::

AND MY HISTORY BOOK FINALLY GOT HERE!!! 1 hour before class and I gotta read 115 in one hour! Whoo...later ^-^

Kim

Mood: Thinking
Topic: Gifts
S.O.C.: Ben playing Kingdom hearts

Well hehe as of late Christmas Presents and presents just because have been trickeling in and I sat down and thought about them all no matter how big or how small.

Lisette gave me a small braclet from her trip to Orlando. Lisette knows I like bracelts a lot...also the gift is very much in her taste. Lisette is very style oriented but not in a convnetinal sense. It's hard to explain...but the gift is very much a Lisette thing.

Next Geimer gave me a few CDs comedy and seriousness--which is the bases of any discussion he and I ever have it's either ludacris or brilliant.

Peter then gave me a Broken Miho from Megatokyo poster. This is also a very Peter thing...because Peter loves art and beauty very much as we all know.

Nancy with the blade...this is a Nancy thing indeed. Nancy is very beautiful fair and dark at the same time and also delicately stong...just like the sword she picked for me an ivory sheath with beautiful designs in it but held within tempered steel. A very Nancy thing indeed.

Lastly Jun a blade as well but as different from Nancy's as can be--but also a Jun gift. His blade is dark, sleek, and slender...very much a Jun thing.

I came to the conclusion that no matter how much thought your friends put into getting something for you they often leave traces of themselves in what they give you. For me it would be text....I almost always get my friends books or somthing just plane pretty hehe...I can't say why to tell the honest truth...some weirdo quirk. Yeah but that's it lol night guys!

Kim

Mood: Eh
Topic:Effort
S.O.C.: "The Package" by Perfect Circle

Thankie! to Geimer! He send me presents! One being the 13th Step Cd. I have their first one but never really got around to getting the 2nd one. I always get confused as to what CD I'm listening to lol Perfect Circle sounds a lot like Tool to me I'm sure Lum, Jonnell, and Lisette know some reason why--they follow those musician's lives man while I just listen to the CD. What I really want are those Smashing Pumpin CDs......I gotta get around to that.....I want them all hehe....so I gotta start somewhere...which would involve getting a job....which there are none here...Anyway 4 Bomb threats at school today...whhheee::sarcasm:: talk about stupid. Anyway..ummmmm do I have anything of value to say....OH YES. I saw Jonnell today that's important (Nancy too even though I see her everyday I would be sad if I didn't see her) Um...I don't think there's too much more to say....Um yeah that's it....sorry for the lack of worth while updates.

Kim

Mood:::sneeze::
Topic:Back to School --No Safety Net Edition
S.O.C.: "Believe" by Yellowcard

Yeah okay I been thinking of shutting down the blog. I either don't have time to blog or I don't have much to say. I mean basically it's school hang with Lisette School Homework School Talk with Nancy and that's it--really lame. I read Jonnell's site a lot she always has somthing worth readying...anyway...whatever just updated because Jonnell was like UPDATE ME I'M LONELY! lol anyway later guys

Mood:Cold
Topic:Back to School Training Wheels!
S.O.C.: "Life as a Salesman" by Yellowcard

Well back to school back to school ::sings like Billy Madison:: Anyway went back to the hell hole that is Bradwell. I swear....went in there at 11:45 (I don't have any classes there except 4th block) and wandered into Twiggs officel...she needs to die. Me and this girl from my PSO English class was in there. WE waited for like an hour for her to see us. I needed my schedule--I know I have A CLASS I just don't know who teaches it or where it is. So she says well I don't have it and I can't give it to you go find your homeroom teacher. Crystal's schedule was screwed over too but I didn't stick around because I had this to handle.So I went to Galvan's and she wasn't there. I was like FUCK nothing can ever be easy! Then I turned around and ran into my HR teacher (convient? Oh yeah)

She gave me my schedule and offered me a place to stay until 4th started. She is a nice person just a horrible teacher. So I stayed and talked to her. Her husband is leaving and she probably won't see him for the next three years (Korea,Iraq again, and AKNOCK (sp?)) I felt bad for her but I know what that's like so I didn't bother to say too much it was a silent understanding.

Anyway Got to 4th where I have class with Arrie Dunlap (Possible Future dicatator) She and I are a lot alike it was nice to have someone there. Eventually a few more of people I can stomach showed up so the class won't be so bad and the Teacher is from Columbus so I talked to her about there. It doesn't seem to be so bad. I nearly fell asleep in the class 4th block it was funny because I fell asleep in much the fashion that Dan does--I've picked up a lot of his quirks). After school went tot he coffee shop with Sean talked for a while then went home. Not too much to it all. Pretty Simple.

The real challenge is next week...Kim is going to have FUUUNN...for those of you that didn't know Kim's schedule is reeeaallly funny. Monday and Wed=8-9 PSO Eng 1:30-3:30 Trig 5-10 PSO Bio/History. Tues WEd and Fri only the Trig...so I kinda have a lot of spare time but at the same time no I don't. Anyway....yeah that's about it. Later
Kim

Mood:Cheerful
Topic:I hate the holidays
S.O.C.: nothing


::sings::Falling from the top floor your lungs fill llike parachutes windows go rushing by people inside dressed for the funeral in black and white these ties strangle our necks...morning all! Wooo haven't been here in awhile huh. Really not much to say. Dad had surgery so my days are filled either helpig him or helping Nancy run out lil charity or reading select scenes from Hannibal or playing Sol Caliber 2 with Ben. boring exsistance nothing to blog about really that would make for polite conversation...I don't sleep much anymore. Most days the radio is on some days its off but the journals always open and the pens always flying....I sound like Josh.
Ben's birthday is Wed. for all the trouble he causes me I'm glad he was born...yeah happy he was born. Anywho other than that nothing...I was thinking about shutting this place down but...let's see if when school starts things don't pick up.