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Name: Marie
aka: CityKat
aka: Bubbles
Age: 18 - eek! I'm old...
Birthday: December 13
Zodiac: Sagittarius
Location: The box that is campus.
Loves: RH;MIT, music, friends, the outdoors, all of my hometowns, critters, WAGGGS


Fellow Tin Soldiers
Blog Links

Chicken Soup For The Souless -What goes on in Jesse's brain, nobody knows...
In ThE Tub WiTh SquIsHy -Christina's log, so just keep swimming!.
Lean On Me -Regan's digital and cryonable shoulder.
Manitoulin Wannabe -The heart of the island's where her heart lies.
One Ring... -Ali's blog. Her straight forward is kinda crooked.
Random Thoughts -It’s Jeff! And the voices!.
Searching in the Darkness -Lex's blog, we'll force him to see dawn one of these days.
Somewhere Over the Rainbow -It’s Kuriosity!
Super Spidey -A cookie and a kiss.
The World of Cr0magnus -Tech Reincarnated
Undead and Confused -My favourite Cool Kid!


Moutains and Valleys
Fun Links

Chris's Site -Games, Pics, Jokes... He's got it. And BESS can't get him.
F-Concept! Oi!Oi!Oi! -Leader's only!... okay, and Josh and Bubble!
havesomehats -All I'm saying is; elephants, checkered people, and top hats.
Sinfest -Funny as Hell. Thanks to Lex for getting me hooked.
Too Far North (Awesome)!! -The best band there ever was! (Okay, that might be stetching it, but hey we love you guys!) It consists of a lack of independant brain power and a collective love for music!
Blog Shares -Who's winning today?


~The Bloody Morning After~

Pour l’esprit de vos enfants, 
Pour la vie et nos enfants, 
Déesse je vous en prie. 
Pour vos enfants capturés sans lumière, 
Pour vos enfants qui perdent l’amour. 
Déesse je vous en prie. 
Vous qui nous avez gardés 
Sauf, loin de la tristesse et 
La méchante. 
La méchante, lui qui nous mange, 
Lui qui noircir la vie, 
Né du naïf narcotique, 
Narcotique de l’esprit. 
Narcotique qui est la haine. 
Déesse je vous en prie, 
Vous, qui n’existe que dans nos cœurs, 
Vous, qui est l’amour et les vents. 
On tombe, Déesse, 
Comme l’étoile des ciels. 
Aides-nous Déesse, pour qu’on 
Trouve les ailes sur lesquelles on vole. 
Pour qu’on trouve nos cœurs, 
Et laisse passer la nuit, 
La tristesse, 
Les larmes dans nos yeux. 
Vous qui nous avez gardés, 
Nous gardes encore. 
Aide-nous Déesse, 
Les sourires nous attendent. 
Les étoiles, les esprits contents. 
Aide-nous Déesse, aide-nous 
A trouver nos sentiers. 
A trouver nos esprits, 
Nos esprits contents. 
Déesse je vous en prie. 
Je vous remercie Déesse.
 
 
With our brothers we will share all the secrets of our mountain, all the riches buried there. 
Email Me
 
 
Battle Fields 
All the Riches Buried There

Monday, January 31, 2005

Hold My Breath Just One More Day

L'Homme Qui Te Resemble

J'ai frappé à ta porte
J'ai frappé à ta coeur
pour avoir bon lit
pour avoir bon feu
pourquoi me repousser?
Ouvre-moi mon frère!

Pourquoi me demander
si je suis d'Afrique
si je suis d'Amérique
si je suis d'Asie
si je suis d'Europe?
Ouvre-moi mon frère!

Pourquoi me demander
la longueur de mon nez
l'épaisseur de ma bouche
la couleur de ma peau
et le nom de mes dieux?
Ouvre-moi mon frère!

Je ne suis pas un Noir
Je ne suis pas un Rouge
Je ne suis pas un Jaune
Je ne suis pas un Blanc
mais je ne suis qu'un homme
Ouvre-moi mon frère!

Ouvre-moi ta porte
Ouvre-moi ton coeur
car je suis un homme
l'homme de tous les temos
l'homme de tous les cieux
l'homme qui te ressemble

- René Philambe

One down, One passed, One to fail

*hugs*

Head Rush

Okay, so that chem exam is the easiest thing I've written in a long while. Just a little long, it never takes me the entire slotted time to write *hits head*.

Apparently I'm not going down south anymore, "maybe the week after"... Hopefully this summer I can run away for a week or so with some friends and go camping down south. I think it's time for Tarface and I to pull out an old plan that got canceled. It involves a bunch of friends and a campground... Too bad we had planned to kick the guys across the park Either way... Charlie and Angel have to meet my gang... and I have to go camping! Two birds, one stone.

Speaking of camping... I NEED A LAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm dying to go swimming :'( It's not fair. I haven't gotten to live at camp for two years now.. Which means I'm outta shape and dying to go swimming. Oh well.

That... and drying for a real mall... It's shopping season. Tara! Ash! Save me!!!! </whining>

Oh! Someone remind me that next time I go down south I need to call Nanonan... (Get over me already! You know I luv ya!) And Chels... I need a plug into gossip world.

Anyway... Back tp poking Kait...

*hugs*

Your answer will come when my eyes meet yours.

Sunday, January 30, 2005

Cookies!

A - Accent: A weird one
B - Breast size: guess
C - Chores you hate: vacuuming, cleaning habitat windows!
D - Dad's name: Michael *refuses urge to call him funny names*
E - Essential object to wear: My necklace... but it's broken right now so I havent worn it in a while...
F - Favorite color: rainbow! and green...
G - Gold, silver or lead: silver
H - Hometown: umm... now that's either Saddlebrook, Toronto, Mississauga, or Milton... your pick
I - Insomniac? nope
J - Job title: ummm... owner/manager/employee/volunteer/loud person
K - Kids: some day...
L - Living arrangements: with parents on black fly road
M - Mom's birthplace: Sudbury (general I think...) lived in Levack
N - Number of apples you've eaten in your lifetime: too many... orchards on all sides. yummy - I can eat them again!
O - Overnight hospital stays? once... something to do with being born...
P - Phobias? loosing friends, and umm... Tarface in the morning!
R - Religious affiliation: what's that...
S - Siblings: Josh
T - Time you wake up: 6 when it's not 4...
U - Unnatural hair colors you've worn: *gets on that*
V - Vegetables you refuse to eat: depends if they came out of a garden or not...
W - Worst habit: cutting people off when talking
X - X-rays you've had? ummm... dentists like those... and someone did one for a presentation at the hospital
Y - Yummy foods you make: *tries to remember how to make brownie cake* no go... then it's 'smores, and banana boats, and cookies, and chocolates
Z - Zodiac sign: Sagitarius, Dragon

cookies! "C is for cookie and cookie is for me... Oh C is for cookie and cookie is for me... *is being tickled and can't finish*

Stupid Time Constraints!

Urg... I should have done it at Christmas, but we didn't have time...

For those of you back home - apparently I'm coming down on the 18th... But no promises, we all know how my mother and father work.

Mental notes to self...
1. Call Rachel
2. Call Tarface
3. Call and tease Regan
4. Give Regan a hug as she's in hell
5. Give everyone else a hug
6. Study
7. Find a reason to stay on the phone until 3am the night before an exam

*hugs*

Once in a blue moon...

Saturday, January 29, 2005

Charlie's Fault!

001. I miss somebody right now.
002. I watch more TV than I used to.
003. I love olives.
004. I love sleeping.
005. I own lots of books.
006. I wear glasses or contact lenses.

007. I love to play video games.
008. I've tried marijuana.
009. I've watched porn movies.
010. I have been in a threesome.
011. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
012. I believe honesty is the best policy.
013. I have acne free skin.

014. I like and respect Al Sharpton. who?
015. I curse frequently. Fixing that…
016. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
017. I have a hobby. *raises eyebrow*
018. I've been told I have a nice butt. Rachel’s doing!
019. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
020. I'm smart.
021. I've never broken anyone else's bones.
022. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
023. I love rain.
024. I'm paranoid

025. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
026. I need money right now.
027. I love sushi.
028. I talk really, really fast. I also never shut up..
029. I have fresh breath in the morning..
030. I have semi-long hair.
It’s almost all back…
031. I have lost money in Las Vegas.
032. I have at least one brother and/or sister.
033. I was born in a country outside of the Canada
it’s The Canada now?? Wow do I feel special…
034. I shave my legs.
035. I have a twin. not unless Regs counts…
037. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
038. I like the way that I look.
039. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.
040. I know how to do cornrows.
041. I am usually pessimistic.
042. I have mood swings. Can also be read as “I am female”
043. I think prostitution should be legalized.
044. I think Britney Spears is pretty.
046. I have a hidden talent.
047. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
048. I think that I'm popular.
049. I am currently single.
050. I have kissed someone of the same sex.
051. I enjoy talking on the phone.

052. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
053. I love to shop. need… mall… real mall…
054. I would rather shop than eat.
055. I would classify myself as ghetto.
056. I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
057. I'm obsessed with my girlfriend! Once again… does Regs count?!? Oh wait… she’s male.
058. I don't hate anyone.
059. I'm a pretty good dancer.
060. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington.
061. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
062. I have a cell phone. I still need to learn my number…
063. I watch MTV on a daily basis.
065. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
067. I have never been in a real relationship before.
068. I've rejected someone before. …and still regret doing it
069. I currently have a crush on someone. see last question
070. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
071. I want to have children in the future.
072. I have changed a diaper before.

073. I've had the cops called on me before.
074. I bite my nails.
075. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.
076. I'm not allergic to anything.
077. I have a lot to learn.
078. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger.
079. I plan on seeing Ice Cube's newest "Friday" movie.
080. I am very shy around the opposite sex. me…. Shy…?
081. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.
082. I have at least 5 away messages saved.
083. I have tried alcohol before. inserts all appropriate words that relate to ewwy. And thanks the goddess once again for that point of view on New Years…
084. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past. I’m not going there…
085. I own the "SOUTH PARK" movie.
086. I have avoided assignments to be on Danchan or Livejournal.
087. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or chum.
088. I enjoy country music.
089: I love my best friends
you know I love you!
091. I watch soap operas whenever I can. Not my fault! It’s Jess!
092. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist.
093. I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
094. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
095. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story".
096. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy. too bad I haven’t been out in how long…
097. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.
098. I have dated a close friend's ex.
099. I'm happy as of this moment. I am studying as of when I’m done…
100. I have gone scuba diving.
101. Had a crush on somebody you have never met.
102. I've kissed someone I knew I shouldn't.
103. I play a musical instrument.

104. I strongly dislike math.heaven starts soon!!!!
105. I'm procrastinating on something right now.
106. I own and use a library card. I own a library card… for the Milton library…
107. I fall in "lust" more than in "love."
108. Cheese enchiladas rock my socks.
109. I think The Lord of the Rings is one of the greatest things ever.
110. I'm obsessed with the tv show "Lost."
111. I am resentful that I have to grow up. grow up… what’s that?!?
112. I am an entirely different person around different people.,
113. I think the world would be a better place if people just smiled more often.

114. I think ramen is the best kind of food in the whole world.
115. I am suffering of a broken heart.
116. I am a nerd.
117. No matter where I am or who I'm with, I always seem to be lonely.

118. I am left handed and proud of it.
119. I don't change who I am for someone else. I’m still sorry Dan! Really sorry…
120. My heart resides below my feet.
121. I am a Senior in High School.
122. I enjoy smoothies.
123. I have gastritis.
124. I have nothing better to do with my time. I have plenty of things that are better to do! Nothing I want to do…
125. I am listening to Radiohead right now.
126. Most people call me by my middle name.
127. I once stole a music stand.
128. Pi confuses me.
129. I love NASCAR!
130. I own over 200 CDs.
131. I work 7 days a week.
132. I have once had mono.
132. I don't have the ability to make decisions without changing my mind.
133. People tell me I have a horrible sense of humor.

134. I'm only wearing underwear.
135. I had more than one Thanksgiving dinner this year.
136. I've drove to a different state to see a band I like.
137. I am the most overanalytical person I know.
138. I believe in wasting time.
139. I don't listen to much music.
140. I have a shoe fetish.
141. My favorite holiday isn't Christmas.
142. I prefer weeks off of work instead of days here and there. I could go home…
143. I love sex Ry’s guitar you gutter heads!
144. I wanna go home Complicated
145. I don’t know what I would do without my friends.
146. Christmas threw up in my dorm room and I love it.
147. Friends is one of my favorite TV shows.
148. I'm hungry.
149. I'm watching the weather channel at the moment.
150. I Hate My Life
151. I Hate My Parents!
152: I'm realizing now that people are hypocritical and very fake.
153. I absolutely love the O.C
154. I'm a dreamer.
155. I've met a member of a boy band.
156. I have broken a bone in another state.
157. I hate my teachers!!! tackman… colwell… farret…
158. I tend to want what I can't have, and when I can have it realize I don't deserve it.
159. Watch 23 overs of TV straight ever..
160. I hate blog quizes.

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

High School Reality

We walked in that day; through doors we thought would lead to a life of freedom and fun. Later that year I walked out, we were never meant to see our fun. Never meant to experience our freedom together.

You and I, we had a dream once. We were going to dazzle and daze them. Yeah, hard to beleive. We couldn't fathom how we were going to do it, but we knew when and where. It was going to be the two of us, all dolled up, beautiful as can be. We'd have to wait three years until our chance came along, but waiting was worth it.

Now we're far away, and that promise is broken. Those three years end very shortly, and we don't have eachother.

I'm sorry hun, I promised you it would be us. I promised you it would happen. And I'll soon break that promise. It will be me and a bunch of people you don't know, some you haven't heard of. And you, I've left you alone I fear. You're not going to be attending, you'll miss your enterance. I'll be crying without you by my side. You'll be at home crying because you're alone.

I love you. I miss you. I miss us. Please forgive me, I made a promise I can't keep. Please forgive me, I left you alone, with no one to laugh with. Please forgive me, for putting the strain of distance on our love.

Please forgive me.

As you sit at home a few weeks from now, remember that I love you. That I'm thinking about you. That I'm crying with you. Crying because our highschool dream will never come to pass. Crying because high school isn't a dream. It's reality.

*hugs*

Forever and for always.

Monday, January 24, 2005

*smiles*

I don't know whether I wanted to be right or wrong about this... But I'm right, so you've shown me. So you've all shown me.

*hugs*

Just need to go home...

Being Sick Sucks...

I hate it when you're sick, but not really sick. Sick is defined as "can't get out of bed I feel so crappy"... I'm just "can't think, walk or talk I feel so crappy..." Oh well! Enough with the self pity...

*hugs*

Anywhere Anytime.

Kait - remember to call me!

Just my little memo to her...

Sunday, January 23, 2005

Attack of the Forwards...

I'm not sure if those are posted for her, or him, or her, or us, or you, or me. I guess I'm just trying to spark a memory... Hopefully I've made a few people wake up. I'm garunteed not to wake the people I want to wake up though... Oh well. As long as I'm the one facing the pain, so that another need not face it.

*hugs*

One way road to nowhere.

A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door. It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams.

There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with those important to him. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr.. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

"Jack, did you hear me?"

"Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.

"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd a ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over "his side of the fence" as he put it," Mom told him.

"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.

"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr.Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.

"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the
funeral," Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.

Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap throug h space and time.

The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.

"The box is gone," he said.

"What box? " Mom asked.

"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said. It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention."Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.

"Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved:

"Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser."

"The thing he valued most...was...my time."

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked.

"I need some time to spend with my son," he said. "Oh, by the way, Janet..thanks for your time!"

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away,"

To everyone I sent this to "Thanks for your time"

RUN THROUGH THE RAIN

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.

It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Wal-Mart.

We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.

I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.

The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in ... "Mom, let's run through the rain," she said.

"What? "Mom asked.

"Let's run through the rain!" she repeated. "No, honey.
We'll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied.

This young child waited about another minute and repeated: "Mom, let's run through the rain,"

"We'll get soaked if we do," Mom said.

"No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning," the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.

"This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?"

"Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said ... 'If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!'"

The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes.

Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's' life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith..

"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD lets us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said.

Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and, yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did.
I ran.
I got wet.
I needed washing.

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories... So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday..

To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.

A friend sent this to me to remind me of life. Hope you enjoy it.

I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO . RUN THROUGH THE RAIN. They say it takes a minute to find a special person,
an hour to appreciate them,
a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

I'll Always Be There

In times of trouble,

In times of need,

If you are feeling SAD,

You can count on me.

I will give you a wink,

Until you smile,

give you a hug,

And stand by your side.

I'll be there for you till the end,

I'll always and forever, be your friend!

Are you tired of all those sissy, mushy "friendship" poems that always sound good but never actually come close to reality? Well, here is a series of promises that really speaks to true friendship!

1. When you are sad, ...I will get you drunk and will help you plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.

2. When you are blue, ...I'll try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
3. When you smile, ...I'll know you finally got laid.

4. When you are SCARED, ...I will rag you about it every chance I get.....

5. When you are worried, ...I will tell you horrible stories about how
much worse it could be and to quit whining.

6. When you are confused, ...I will use little words to explain it to your dumb ass.

7. When you are sick, ...STAY AWAY FROM ME until you're well again. I don't want whatever you have.

8. When you fall, ...I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

This is my oath, I pledge 'til the END.

Why you may ask?

Because you're my friend!

Remember: A friend will help you move. A really good friend will help you move a body. Let me know if I ever need to bring a shovel.

Saturday, January 22, 2005

"You're my bestest... And if you're not I'll kill you! " She laughed when she said it... But she doesn't feel the pain I do when I realize that I may be her bestest but it's not exactly the same in reverse... She doesn't see my tears when I realize what we're loosing...

À faire...

Bien, c'est le fin de semaine et j'ai trops a faire! Je souhaite que je puisse (subj. Regs!) le tout finir lorsque j'ai dû travailler demain. Je m'excuse en avance pour écrire en français mais ce fait déjà cinq heures depuis quand j'ai commencé a étudier et fair mes devoirs de géo et français, alors changer en anglais vais être interessante.

EDIT - cross out the stuff that's done...
Alors, à faire aujourd'hui...

3. Travailler et peut-être finir mon projet de tech

6. Étudier...

*hugs*

But it is the break of day,
The wind is on your face
And you know, that there is always
Hope.

- Take your own advice mon amie

Friday, January 21, 2005

Beating the Odds

Hearts are breaking,
Hope is failing.
I feel as if I’ve been here before.

Her mind is wandering,
His is pondering;
Wondering how to get through this storm.

A friend contemplates death;
Another life.
What is it they’re meant to be?

And me I wonder,
My voices ponder,
This life of misery.

While hearts break,
For Love’s sake.
And minds are left to think.

When problems arise,
And tears fall from our eyes,
And they call us all distlefinks.

Now we laugh,
Looking at the past.
In the end we always pull through.

Love is rekindled,
Hearts are repaired.
With cheer we pay our dues.

We’ve found the end,
Beat the trials.
From our eyes fall happy tears.

Smiles gleam,
Happiness soars.
Together we can beat the worst fears.

*hugs*

You're les, arent you?!?

Thursday, January 20, 2005

Lovin' Géo

Omg... I love havign Chenier... He makes exams the world's easiest thing! And tech... well I'm not sure how that's goign to work, but it's become a gutterish class...

*hugs*

Thinking outside the box? I think not!

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Okay... I'm surrounded by mortgage talk and people trying to pump in water... Numbnuts... reverse it! Less tubing and less work...

I got the up and down part set... Now for forward and backward. I think I'm just lacking in power. I'll see if I can find a way to change that tonight. A lot of people were loosing the power fight and have decided to use electronics and fry themselves. I'm not sure I want to be the one who gets the broken one any more.

My next problem is the whole letting go thing. Picking the mass up is easy. However if I use something to push it off the magnet I'm not sure I can get it to work properly or on command. If I use an electromagnet I'm giving up my fight and frying myself. Hooks could work... but unhooking's a bum.

Oh well... I'll figure it out eventually.

*hugs*

Thank you.

Monday, January 17, 2005

Tech's Stupid!

Okay Tech sucks! Floating is easy. Sinking is easier. This whole neutral buoyancy thing doesn't work well! That and the propulsion thing... Finding the power without sending electricity through you and frying the remaining brain cells... It doesn't work well.

*hugs*

The sun'll come out tomorrow. We'll see another day.

Sunday, January 16, 2005

Hmmm... Ouchie!

I seem to be good at hurting things with heartbeats... First my thumb. Now my heart. But what are best friends for if not to let you down?

*hugs*

I know you hate me but...

Candlelight.

End of the tunnel. No where to turn.

I guess I'm just left to wonder where I went wrong.
Left to wish I knew how to be sad. Wish these tears would fall.

*hugs*

Never used to be this hard. Never used to miss my chance.

Saturday, January 15, 2005

Loop-de-loops!

Sorry if you're among those I run in circles too often... You want in... so I let you in... but then you get lost... Sorry ...

Oh well... I've cheered up enough to be completely overwhealmed again. Damn soap operas!

*hugs*

Another white petal slides to the ground.

Thursday, January 13, 2005

*pokes nose*

You're my reason to live.

*hugs*

The lights! Look! They're dancing.

Stupid Buses

Okay this is probably the first day ever that school's open and I'm not there. So that's sort of fun. But not really because my phone's messed, my dial up is therefore messed. Which leaves me with a heck of a lot of work to do and no way of cummunicating with the others I work with.

Stupid Buses.

*hugs*

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

I would rather have my heart ripped out...

Okay, this is starting to break me. She keeps promising to bring me down, so that I can see them. She keeps swearing on her father's grave that I don't have to give them up. But then she'll whisper that it might be better to give them up.

Rip out my heart and tell me I can't go. Mend it by promising that in a few months I'll get my chance. Rip it out again when the time comes because you've made other plans, plans that could have worked the same way just in a different location. Try to mend my broken heart again by telling me you'll find a way.

Now you tell me that your way is to bring me down close to her birthday. You dont see it now but I do. It's her birthday! You'll force me to cry as I drive past the place I want to be the most. As I pass that land through which my blood runs. Force me to drive by it, then sit. So close that I can smell the fields, but so far that I can't walk. Force me to stay put, but another threat over my head sayign I can't make contact. Slowly grind my heart away until it's nothing.

And you wonder why I cry. You wonder why I rather face the salty tears of desperation then give in. You wonder how my heart could be so attached to those lands I parted.

You wonder why I cry. Why I want to disobey you.

But I never do. I face the tears to save you from defeat.

*hugs*

Monday, January 10, 2005

CDS!!!!!!!!!!!

<Plug for Kyla>

Okay people, I found heaven today and you guys need to get yourself a slive of it! Kyla and the Lost Boys just released their demo cd!!!!! OMG! These guys are awesome. There's even a trumpet!!!!! Hee hee!!!!! OMG! I've been listening to them all day...

Anyway, enough with the rambling!
coloured mini disks - 7$
normal cds - 5$

Go! Now! Raid the couch cushions! Turn your room upside down! Scrounge together the change then come see Danny or I. You guys seriously have to hear them!!!!! *goes insane*

</plug>

*~*is superly hyper*~*

I don't know where... when...

Hee hee... Thanks Danny! You don't know I have this yet though... so shhh!

*hugs*

*~throws pillow~*

Would you people cheer up already! It's monday morning!

*hugs*

I am happy. I am happy. - Kyla

Sunday, January 9, 2005

I Give

I don't know what you want, but apparently smiles aren't it. You taught me to love, and respect. So I do. And you don't see how often I bite my tongue, how often I give up my dreams so as not to ask too much.

You keep a roof over my head, food in my tummy, and money in my pocket. But keeping love in my heart must have never crossed your mind.

You wonder why I say this. You wonder why I lean on my friends so much... Your answer is today. You slit my wrists, tie my hands, force me to bite my tongue. Then you rip out my heart before you break it. And to top things off you scream at me when something you could have prevented happens and I don't know what to do.

You wonder why I don't talk to you. Why I don't turn to you...

Saturday, January 8, 2005

FYI

Just in case you're trying to get ahold of me this weekend, here's what I'm up to (otherwise known as when you'll have to use alternate phone numbers to reach me)...

Saturday -
12am-4pm Baby Shower
5pm-12pm Babysitting

Sunday -
1030am (ish)-who knows when... Birthday Brunch with Grandma.
I'm NOT working

If you're looking to reach me and I'm not home, then you either have a few alternate numbers you can try. Or you have half a brain and know who to ask for a phone number...

FYI to all council members, meetings ARE officially on Tuesdays from here on in. Listen to announcements this week!

*hugs*

People lock that door and hide inside. Rumour has it it's the end of paradise. - Styx

Day Three - twenty minutes

Friday, January 7, 2005

I'm sorry.

Day Two - One hour and 29 minutes.

Thursday, January 6, 2005

*pokes nose*

Sorry Seline, not translating. If I do something stupid tonight like block you... I'm sorry. You're probably playing a few strings that are out of tune right now... I really am sorry...

*hugs*

The once was a hobbit who live in a hole.

~*~Uderi Danyel sjastuk~*~

Fine! Ti Pobediš...

Tuesday, January 4, 2005

Day One - One hour and 33 minutes

No telling Kait!

*Uderi Danyel sjastuk*
Zdravo djavo! *ljubi*

Monday, January 3, 2005

Sure Kait! Tell them and don't make them gues...

Hee hee... this one's for someone else, you know who you are, and so do they. Chin up sweetie. I love you most.

Most people never have the opportunity to see an angel, or simply do not look well enough to see them walking amoung us. this, however does not mean they don't exist. Me, I'm one of the lucky few, not only have I seen an angel, I call her my best friend.
--Lori Corkum

Hee Hee Kait...

Kad mačke nema, miševi kolo vode. Thanks Nat!

Sunday, January 2, 2005

Pig Sty

That describes both my room and my mind right now... Except for the pounding in my head... it's like a semi-constant head rush... Stupidness...

*hugs*

Everytime humans come out with another idiot-proof machine, God makes a better idiot.