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Stories of Old

January 2004


The Mountain's Secret
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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?


I have a list of folks I know......all written in a book,  
and every now and then......I go and take a look.  
That is when I realize these names......they are a part,  
not of the book they're written in......but taken from the heart.  
For each name stands for someone......who has crossed my path sometime,  
and in that meeting they have become......the reason and the rhyme.  
Although it sounds fantastic......for me to make this claim,  
I really am composed......of each remembered name.  
Although you're not aware......of any special link,  
just knowing you, has shaped my life......more than you could think.  
So please don't think my greeting......as just a mere routine,  
your name was not......forgotten in between.  
For when I send a greeting......that is addressed to you,  
it is because you're on the list......of folks I'm indebted to.  
So whether I have known you......for many days or few,  
in some ways you have a part......in shaping things I do.  
I am but a total......of many folks I've met,  
you are a friend I would prefer......never to forget.  
Thank you for being my friend !!
 
 
Okay, so Janis' post gave me an idea or two. For the next little while I'll be rippping of my archives and shooting some things your way. Mostly the less funny ones, but they're still good none the less. If any one has figured out that quote - tell me! I keep on repeating it and it still makes no sense. 
 
Currently I'm in an off mood, sort of like Steve's. 
 
Here's what I have to look forward to... 
- Tech project due tomorrow 
- Science project due tomorrow 
- Careers project due tomorrow 
- 5 paragraph essay in 45 minutes tomorrow 
- Beavers tomorrow 
- Ortho tomorrow 
- Science exam Thursday 
- Might have to baby-sit Thursday 
- English exam friday 
- Aunt and Cousin come up and ruin my plans Saturday 
- Hopefully I'm going to the movies Saturday... 
- Clean house and pile 6.5 cords of wood Sunday (Alex and Jesse - you wanna come help???) 
- Jazz band monday (yay! finally something I like
- I have no clue whats happening next week anymore... there was aa murder mystery party... But Amanda forgot to finish planning it 
 
Just a thought... 
 
Okay, so maybe someone has a problem grasping the class lessons. Maybe they have to rely on others more then they plan to. Maybe they listened and you didn't. That's what heppened today. This stupid ass kid whom I growing to REALLY dislike turns to a kid in my class to ask him a question... 
"T*****(name removed)?" 
"Ya?" 
"Oh never mind, you won't know, you're stupid." 
stupid ass kid turns to me 
"Marie - do you know what we're supposed to have in this presentation" 
"Nope, sorry" 
T***** - who knows... "I do." 
Stupid Ass Kid - "I didn't ask you" 
Did we not leave this sort of behaviour back in grade one? Have we forgotten that different people learn differently, and that maybe even though they're the ones asking the questions normally they might just have the answer you're looking for? This pisses me off! I mean be nice. Is it so hard to follow your question through even if he might not know the answer. Is it so hard to be nice, to save someone else from mental torment? I've been there, it hurts. That riddle sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me is the sorriest cover up that I've ever heard. Physical scars heal, mental scars stay. They're there for life. We all have our own stories like the one above, ones that have burned into us hatred, vengence, and sadness. Can we not just think about our scars and know that giving their likenesses to someone else is a horrid thing to do? Is it so hard to be nice? 
 
I have feelings like this bottled up all over, in fact it's really bad. My father's family is sexist, racist, feminist, and stupid. My father himself carries most of those traits. My mother's family is okay, however their old-fashioned lives cause scars of their own. At school I can't help but worry for the people who cause such scars. They're all over, and I can see the pain in their victim's eyes. At beavers I can see these attitudes formign in the minds of 6-year-olds! These children are far to young for the pain. Moving into the town, the movie theatre, mall, hang outs... It continues. It's everywhere. It's never-ending. It needs to STOP. I'm done now. I've said my piece far too many times. And far too many times has it been ignored. I'd ask you to speak up, but it's hard. I'd ask you to walk away, but that's hard too. If anything please, think about what you're doing. If it will hurt someone, stop. If it's too late and you can see the pain in their eyes, apologize. 
 
I'm over it now. Until next time Stupid Ass speaks up... I might have to hurt him... Then again he has a black belt (apparently...). 
 
*hugs*


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Ya, Stupid Ass kid has no imagination. In fact he's taking art for the logical reason that it trains the opposite side of your brain. And to be genious he must do that. I mean come on! Then again... I can't throw a punch very well... at least at anything living.

I'm working on the logo! However, I like the 'x', so I might just leave it. So there!

*hugs*

Biff Is right, a black belt just means they are trained.. they lack one thing..Imagination..
I speak from experience.. they fall just as easy as anyone else.

Get a logo or picture for the top already. I'm starting to get tired of looking at that little red x several times a day.

just because someone is a black belt doesn't mean you can't kick thier ass. most of the stuff they learn wouldn't help them in a street fight unless they attacked first. if you are behind a black belt, such as this person you speak of, and you kick them in the ass, not only do they feel it, they don't know it's coming.

Stupid stupid people... stupid bad moods... bah humbug!

And a very good point regs, well done.

I love it......

I have figured out that quote, and it is absolutely one of the most true things I have ever read. You are defined by the people you have met, the experiences you have had, the words that you have spoken, the things that you have done. These things shape you, give you an outlook on life, change the way you act, the way you think, the way you are. And everything that happens is a part of the people you have met. You owe a debt too everyone for making you the way you are.
I agree with the last points in your post too. Bell rang got to go. Would elaborate.