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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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*cymbal noise*
He's Very Pretty Too!
The Friend I Finally Met
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Diana
Brian
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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.
Monday, May 16, 2005
As a little girl I would always sneak into the closets of my parents, sister, and just about anyone else who had clothes in a closet--it didn't matter if I knew them or not. I loved playing dress-up. I loved the dresses and the suits and the bridal gowns; I loved it all.
I assumed set destruction would be boring as hell, and it was. Cleaning up the dressing rooms was stupid. Why the hell can't actors clean up after themselves? I swear, I threw away at least 7 pair(s) of socks (funny how that's interchangable). I was bored, so someone, I forget who, asked me and Perky to help upstairs with costumes. I realized where we were going, and I regretted the fact that I ever was bored in the first place when I realized that the Mrs. helps run the place. I thought I was going to be stuck in hell for an hour or so.
It all turned out quite different than anticipated. I've been in the costume closet before, but I always am amazed at how little the Limelight closet is compared to this one. LTC has one small rack with (somewhat) neatly assorted, random, clothing. This room has at least 8 huge, double-decker, overflowing racks of any kind and color of clothing you could imagine...not to mention the 3 dozen boxes of ties, vests, and such...and the hat table. I was in little girl heaven. The Mrs. put me to work instantly, having me hang up clothes and such with the point of a finger. I had no idea where the hell I was going, so I followed and she showed me.
We were putting some dresses away, and she and I walked down the same aisle. I said something about how I loved that she can pick up a dress and tell exactly what time period it came from, and for 5 minutes we stood in that row as she showed me all the different time periods--the ugly 70's, the 40's, and old little kid's clothes...stuff like that. I loved it all. She and Mrs. H could tell me where something went or to look for something and I could find almost instantly. It's like one big game of Memory...just with my favorite things--clothes.
So I guess my relationship with The Mrs. is more mutual now. If you like what she likes, it all works out. I'm starting to like her more...and you can point and laugh at me all you want, but I have a big heart; I can take a lot.
PS- So I decided that this summer and next year, I'll play with the costumes at LTC and OHS...plus some acting in there. I finally feel in authority & at home with something...I kinda like it.
PPS- I need some ideas for my persuasion speech. I want to do something meaningful, but I'm drawing a blank...ayudame por favor!!!