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Name: Kimmi
Age: 16
School: Ohhhh! That's what it's called!
Birthday: February 24th, 1990
Status: No one's wife
-Maybe promises are better left unsaid-
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My Lovers
CC
Hunter
Kevin
*cymbal noise*
He's Very Pretty Too!
The Friend I Finally Met
El
Diana
Brian
Freddie
Behind the Camera
...Humming...
Once there was a way to get back homeward,
Once there was a way to get back home,
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye,
Golden slumbers fill your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise,
Sleep pretty darling do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye,
Once there was a way to get back homeward,
Once there was a way to get back home,
Sleep pretty darling do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye.
If you want me,
Tell me now,
If I could be of any help,
Tell me how,
Let me love you,
Like a friend,
Every little thing is gonna go right in the end.
Well I could hold you too tight,
I could never let you go,
But that wouldn't be right...
I can still recall our last summer,
I still see it all,
Walks along the sand,
Laughing in the rain,
Our last summer,
Memories that we made.
We took the chance, like we were dancing our last dance.
Living is easy with eyes closed,
Misunderstanding all you see.
You were all I never wanted anyhow,
...but I sure want you now...
You may say that I'm a dreamer,
But I'm not the only one.
You're asking me will my love grow,
I don't know, I don't know,
You stick around now it may show,
I don't know, I don't know.
I've seen that road before,
It always leads me here,
Leads me to your door.
When evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years,
To make you feel my love.
Bright are the stars that shine,
Dark is the sky,
I know this love of mine,
Will never die.
You looked my way and said,
"You frustrate me",
Like you're thinking of lines and times,
When you and I were you and me,
I took a chance out on the street,
And I missed my chance and chances are you won't be coming back to me.
There were bells on a hill,
But I never heard them ringing,
No I never heard them at all,
Til there was you,
There were birds in the sky,
But I never saw them winging,
No I never saw them at all,
Til there was you,
And there was music,
And wonderful roses,
They had sent for me,
In sweet fragrent meddows of dawn and dew,
There was love all around,
But I never heard it singing,
No I never heard it all,
Til there was you.
The sun is up,
The sky is blue,
It's beautiful,
And so are you.
Friday, April 29, 2005
I was watching TV, and I got really bored, so I decided to make a list of things that I consider life goals. I know, I'm really bored. I figure if I think of any more I'll add them in later posts...Well, here goes nothing...
1. Vacation out of the country
2. Spend over $200 at the mall
3. Own a full wall of books
4. Take one truly beautiful picture
5. Take a roadtrip to the beach
6. Go to Hawaii
7. Makeout in a hottub
8. Learn to play the guitar
9. Take some self-defense classes *not that I need it*
10. Learn to cook a 90% good meal
11. Get back into piano
12. Learn spanish, french, german, italian, russian, and polish well
13. Publish a good book
14. Get caked/pied in the face
15. Stay out on the beach from sunset to sunrise
16. Sleep under the stars...
17. Go paintballing
18. See a concert (never done it)
19. Sing a pretty duet with some guy
20. Get straight A's (I haven't done that in years)
21. Get something pierced
22. Dance all night
23. Ride a horse freely (no guide/other person telling me what the hell to do...I just wanna ride...i'm such a little girl)
24. Get thrown a surprise party
25. Play under a waterfall
26. Go to one of the Seven Wonders of the World
27. Climb a mountain
28. Be in a photo shoot
29. Fly a kite
30. Be in two places at once (5 points if you name the movie I stole that from)
31. Own a shirt in every solid color(stripes and such don't count)
32. Pet a tiger
33. Buy my own puppy
34. Slap an ass's ass (I mean donkey)
35. Go skinny-dipping
36. Ride on a ship/boat/something that goes on big water
37. Fly in a hot air balloon
38. Dress up like a geisha for a day
39. Buy a schoolgirl outfit
40. Have lunch in a tree
41. Have a picnic and feed duckies my bread
42. Swim with dolphins
43. Make a blanket (don't ask)
44. Fall and have someone catch me before I hit the ground
45. Write something special in the sand and take a picture of it before the waves erase it
46. Play an actual game of strip poker
47. Play in the rain (it hasn't rained hard enough for me to do that yet)
48. Wear jammies all day
49. Dye my hair (*not* permenent...maybe)
50. Look in the mirror and be able to say to myself, You are truly beautiful.
That's all I got for now...anyone have any other ideas for me?
*Yawns* Night.
1. Vacation out of the country
2. Spend over $200 at the mall
3. Own a full wall of books
4. Take one truly beautiful picture
5. Take a roadtrip to the beach
6. Go to Hawaii
7. Makeout in a hottub
8. Learn to play the guitar
9. Take some self-defense classes *not that I need it*
10. Learn to cook a 90% good meal
11. Get back into piano
12. Learn spanish, french, german, italian, russian, and polish well
13. Publish a good book
14. Get caked/pied in the face
15. Stay out on the beach from sunset to sunrise
16. Sleep under the stars...
17. Go paintballing
18. See a concert (never done it)
19. Sing a pretty duet with some guy
20. Get straight A's (I haven't done that in years)
21. Get something pierced
22. Dance all night
23. Ride a horse freely (no guide/other person telling me what the hell to do...I just wanna ride...i'm such a little girl)
24. Get thrown a surprise party
25. Play under a waterfall
26. Go to one of the Seven Wonders of the World
27. Climb a mountain
28. Be in a photo shoot
29. Fly a kite
30. Be in two places at once (5 points if you name the movie I stole that from)
31. Own a shirt in every solid color(stripes and such don't count)
32. Pet a tiger
33. Buy my own puppy
34. Slap an ass's ass (I mean donkey)
35. Go skinny-dipping
36. Ride on a ship/boat/something that goes on big water
37. Fly in a hot air balloon
38. Dress up like a geisha for a day
39. Buy a schoolgirl outfit
40. Have lunch in a tree
41. Have a picnic and feed duckies my bread
42. Swim with dolphins
43. Make a blanket (don't ask)
44. Fall and have someone catch me before I hit the ground
45. Write something special in the sand and take a picture of it before the waves erase it
46. Play an actual game of strip poker
47. Play in the rain (it hasn't rained hard enough for me to do that yet)
48. Wear jammies all day
49. Dye my hair (*not* permenent...maybe)
50. Look in the mirror and be able to say to myself, You are truly beautiful.
That's all I got for now...anyone have any other ideas for me?
*Yawns* Night.
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Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Your Life Path Number Is 9 |
9 The keys your Life Path are compassion, generosity, and a very humanitarian attitude. You are very trustworthy, honorable, and unlikely to harbor any sort of prejudice. Obviously, this is a rather tall order, but you are, in fact, a person that feels very deeply for individuals less fortunate than yourself. If you are in a position to help, you certainly will. You tend to be quite sensitive, as you see the world with much feeling and compassion. The 9, being the highest of the single digit numbers, holds an elevated position and poses certain responsibilities. Your purpose of life is of a philosophical nature. Judges, spiritual leaders, healers and educators frequently have much 9 energy. Material gains are not overly important to you. You have a very selfless attitude and will give up of material possessions for the common good. he desire to help others, especially the troubled or underprivileged, is strong. You are apt to frequently find yourself being used and let down by others, as your generosity is misused and abused. Your very deep understanding of life is sometimes manifested in the artistic and literary fields. Here you may be able to express your deep emotional feelings through painting, writing, music, or other art forms. Often, however, there if a great deal of difficulty finding a suitable outlet for the your Life Path. You are usually well suited to the helping and healing professions... but less inclined to the competitive business environment. You have the ability to make friends very easily, as people are attracted to your magnetic, open personality. You have a special gift of understanding people, which if used correctly can be of great benefit to others. Your interest in people tends to make you quite social. People just naturally like you because you are so sympathetic, tolerant and broad-minded. In many ways, you are a romantic that can get lost in your loves and passions. Relationships can be difficult for you, however, because it is hard to strike a balance that will work effectively. If your partner is one sharing your giving attitudes, the relationship will be happy and lasting. On the other hand, if you choose a partner whose focus is on material issues, problems will arise quickly. As do all the life path numbers, the 9 has its negative side, and because of the demanding nature of the truly positive 9, many tend to fail in this category. It is not uncommon for persons with the 9 life path to fight the realities and challenges of purpose imposed... because selflessness is not an easy trait. You may have difficulty believing that giving and a lack of personal ambition can be satisfying. You must accept that little long-term satisfaction and happiness is to be gained by rejecting the natural humanitarian inclinations of your path. |
Yah that's insane. I know I'm a sucker for things like that...but...wow that's crazy. I'm a fond believer in cool things like that...it comes with the package.
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Today was a total turn-around from yesterday. Aside from a few little reality checks and reasons why I should learn to be a better person, today was a really good day. Honest to god, I didn't even mind the running in gym. Speaking of, we're going swimming again for the next two weeks, and twice a week every week thereafter. I miss my old gym class, I really do. This may sound stupid, but I fit in more with that group of people. Now I feel as if I'm putting on this face for everyone...I've felt like that a lot lately. I guess that's the only reason I don't want to go swimming. I hate change...
CC got her spacers in today, she's going to get braces next week. *Laughs* Lucky her...she'll be trying out instruments for band with braces...oh wait...nevermind...she's playing precussion. *Sighs* I feel so deprived*
*Eyes get big* There's a wasp in my room.....I gotta go kill it before it drinks my Mountain Dew...
CC got her spacers in today, she's going to get braces next week. *Laughs* Lucky her...she'll be trying out instruments for band with braces...oh wait...nevermind...she's playing precussion. *Sighs* I feel so deprived*
*Eyes get big* There's a wasp in my room.....I gotta go kill it before it drinks my Mountain Dew...
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Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Well, *sniffs hair* today sucked. It was just a bad day. Something I'll get over, but something I can rant about right now. I woke up kind of groggy, and figured it would go away. Of course, it didn't. Global Studies was boring, and I forgot Larane's shirt. They made me go outside in gym. It was fucking cold to say the least. The only good part was that Felipe literally knocked me over while running to first base. He's a good-looking kid with an accent, but I laughed at myself for falling like a brick. He had nice manners and asked me if I was okay. :) I guess that was one of 3 or 4 points today that made me smile.
Oral Comm...right. That class is such a blowoff class it's hysterical. Beforehand, Perky gave me her hoodie cuz I was numb and cold from gym, and the boy told me that I was being distant. To hell if I wasn't being distant...it was just one of my days, I'll get over it. I've decided that I'm going to give my speech on "How to make a balloon animal". It'll be noisey, but my attention getter will kick some serious ass. At lunch I was politely eating my 'comfort foods', when suddenly I feel a splat! splat! on my back. Turns out Tait dropped ketchup on my hair, shirt, and Perky's hoodie. I felt horrible more so for the hoodie than anything. I washed my hair out, finished my food, and went back to class.
So I get a D on my Geometry quiz. (I told you my day just got worse) It's not so much that I got the D, it's that father expects me to be the best. Geometry is fucking hard. I'm good at math, and I'm getting a C average in that class. My mommy had trouble with it too, and when I told her that I considered going back to the normal class, she told me just to stick it out. I will, I just hate that father expects perfection out of me, and anything less than that, even though I'm trying, makes me not good enough. Like when I finally get a nice B on a 92 pt. test, he rants on how it's almost an A. Fuck perfection; I'm only human. I get home and want to eat ice cream and curl up on the couch, but CC took the last of it. Mind you, there was a good 1/4 of a big thing left. Cookie dough is the only ice cream that makes me feel good.
I guess I should give you the number 1 happy moment of my day. Although it may pose some problems in the future, I don't care right now. It's that one thing that I can smile at now admist the few, pain-filled tears that trickle down my cheek...
***
No more sexual dreams about you. I'm sorry.
That's a bummer.
Yah.
I don't dream anymore.
Aww that sucks.
...but if I did, I'd be dreaming about you.
Really?
*Honest, not joking look* Yah, really.
***
Honest to god, I have got to find a way to not be so appealing to the opposite sex. Things woud just be easier that way.
Oral Comm...right. That class is such a blowoff class it's hysterical. Beforehand, Perky gave me her hoodie cuz I was numb and cold from gym, and the boy told me that I was being distant. To hell if I wasn't being distant...it was just one of my days, I'll get over it. I've decided that I'm going to give my speech on "How to make a balloon animal". It'll be noisey, but my attention getter will kick some serious ass. At lunch I was politely eating my 'comfort foods', when suddenly I feel a splat! splat! on my back. Turns out Tait dropped ketchup on my hair, shirt, and Perky's hoodie. I felt horrible more so for the hoodie than anything. I washed my hair out, finished my food, and went back to class.
So I get a D on my Geometry quiz. (I told you my day just got worse) It's not so much that I got the D, it's that father expects me to be the best. Geometry is fucking hard. I'm good at math, and I'm getting a C average in that class. My mommy had trouble with it too, and when I told her that I considered going back to the normal class, she told me just to stick it out. I will, I just hate that father expects perfection out of me, and anything less than that, even though I'm trying, makes me not good enough. Like when I finally get a nice B on a 92 pt. test, he rants on how it's almost an A. Fuck perfection; I'm only human. I get home and want to eat ice cream and curl up on the couch, but CC took the last of it. Mind you, there was a good 1/4 of a big thing left. Cookie dough is the only ice cream that makes me feel good.
I guess I should give you the number 1 happy moment of my day. Although it may pose some problems in the future, I don't care right now. It's that one thing that I can smile at now admist the few, pain-filled tears that trickle down my cheek...
***
No more sexual dreams about you. I'm sorry.
That's a bummer.
Yah.
I don't dream anymore.
Aww that sucks.
...but if I did, I'd be dreaming about you.
Really?
*Honest, not joking look* Yah, really.
***
Honest to god, I have got to find a way to not be so appealing to the opposite sex. Things woud just be easier that way.
When one ends, another one begins...
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Monday, April 25, 2005
I think that I have little splurts of blogging, as I do with almost every other constructive thing I do. I want to get back into piano next fall, but I haven't touched the thing in almost a month. My new pink scarf is halfway done, which is funny because this is the first time I picked it up since February. I have taken up a small, yet fun "hobby" in making balloon animals. Hey, my grandpa brought me and CC a kit...I couldn't refuse. Besides, I always liked clowns.
I went fishing with Michael again today. I hooked him up with Secilia. Go me! I think i'm gonna post on my buzznet again...finally.
You know, when I become a grandmother, and my granddaughter brings home this very important guy/boyfriend that she wants me to meet, I am going to be so obnoxious. I'll make fun of him and her, and he will make dinner with me...or my husband, considering my 'wonderful' cooking skills. Pcsh, if she wants him to be family, I'll let him be family. *Laughs* And I got that from The Bachelor. *Smiles* I will be so awesome.
I went fishing with Michael again today. I hooked him up with Secilia. Go me! I think i'm gonna post on my buzznet again...finally.
You know, when I become a grandmother, and my granddaughter brings home this very important guy/boyfriend that she wants me to meet, I am going to be so obnoxious. I'll make fun of him and her, and he will make dinner with me...or my husband, considering my 'wonderful' cooking skills. Pcsh, if she wants him to be family, I'll let him be family. *Laughs* And I got that from The Bachelor. *Smiles* I will be so awesome.
Though a sunrise lasts but a few moments, it's beauty can burn in our hearts for an eternity.
I got it from Freddie...I thought the world could be a little happier because of it...
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Saturday, April 23, 2005
Today was a productive day...to say the least. I spent the majority of the day with the boyfriend, and definatly decided that the babysitter from The Incredibles doesn't look like me at all. I feel insulted. Thanks a lot Felipe. Unfortunatly, I had to leave because I had a sitting job that I would've canceled if I would've known that my parents were going out the night before...long story. Now this girl I sat for...god she needs to be put up on stage. She is open with everyone, and is quite the comedian I must say. She makes me laugh, therefore she's good. This time when we were ankle deep in warm water, we had a contest to see who could color the best 'beach scene' with bath crayons. Soon the walls of the tub turned into drawing after drawing of sand, waves, and sunsets...not to mention the crabs. Although she said I was disqualified for using people--a girl was getting proposed to on the beach at sunset *so what if that's my all-time dream*--I still think I did a pretty good job. We sang and danced, watched Full House, and ate food. MMmmm. Even though her parents got back later than expected, she was fun; it was worth it (the cash afterward wasn't that bad either, I might add).
So now I have the urge to go shopping like any female in her right mind would, and my skirt fettish is bigger than ever. I really want a sandwashed skirt, but then a whitewashed one looks just as cute. *Feels petty* But honestly, I really need a new, not discolored, bikini. I'm thinking green or pink...maybe both...or rainbow. Whatever. I'll figure it out. Maybe I'll play with LOREAL and dye my hair, and for the millionth time...it's not permenent! I just want a little change, is that too much to ask for?
If it is, sue me.
Wow I wish I had something meaningful to write about, but considering the song that's in my head isn't sung in English, you can tell how tired I am. All I'm thinking about is the wonderful day I had, how much waddling I'm gonna hafta do tomorrow, and how I really want to go to the beach. Unproductive I know.
So now I have the urge to go shopping like any female in her right mind would, and my skirt fettish is bigger than ever. I really want a sandwashed skirt, but then a whitewashed one looks just as cute. *Feels petty* But honestly, I really need a new, not discolored, bikini. I'm thinking green or pink...maybe both...or rainbow. Whatever. I'll figure it out. Maybe I'll play with LOREAL and dye my hair, and for the millionth time...it's not permenent! I just want a little change, is that too much to ask for?
If it is, sue me.
Wow I wish I had something meaningful to write about, but considering the song that's in my head isn't sung in English, you can tell how tired I am. All I'm thinking about is the wonderful day I had, how much waddling I'm gonna hafta do tomorrow, and how I really want to go to the beach. Unproductive I know.
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Friday, April 22, 2005
Global Studies was basically a discussion on why/why not Columbus should be honored with a national holiday. Of course the thought was brought up that schools teach little 1st and 2nd graders that Columbus discovered America and is a hero to the people that live here. What they forgot to mention was the fact that he and his crew(s) landed in Hispanola and raped, beat, and killed a bunch of natives. Not to mention the fact that he didn't know he landed in the western hemisphere, he thought he was in Asia. So why do we have this holiday? For me it's not so much of the holiday part...it's not like I go around reading his logs of journeys and chant secret praises to him and love him because he was a devout Catholic. *Laughs at Catholic comment* It pissed me off more that myself, and other children, basically got lied to/had the truth kept from us at a young age. That is my absolute biggest pet peeve. Tell me exactly what you need to say and the whole truth, because if you don't I lose all respect for you.
*I'm done ranting*
There are times when I think of you, and I wonder if you're still thinking about me. Wandering down crowded hallways alone isn't fun anymore, and as I hustle and bustle through the waves of happy highschool students, I can't help but feel a little pain or hurt at places we stood or talked. I hate seeing you pass in the opposite direction and having to stare emotionlessly at a wall or floor so my eyes don't set upon you. I want to talk to you but there's nothing left to say; I want to laugh with you but there's nothing to be happy about. I pretend to smile and I pretend that everything's fine, but it's not and I hope you know me enough to know at least that, but I guess some things are better left unsaid.***Thoughts? I'm thinking about making another short story...or just playing around with bits and pieces of things that are semi-emotional. When things pop up i n my life...I seem to have more creative splurges...maybe that's why I hate when my life gets too dull...