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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
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Hunter
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*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.
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
So this morning I thought I wouldn't see El til after school cuz he had to light up the stage and be a hat...so I went for a walk. After a minute or two, I got bored so I went to go by the band rooms. A voice calls my name. Thinking it was someone else, I turned around, and really it was none other than Mr. X. Not only was I totally surprised (I didn't expect Mr. X to approach me), I wasn't exactly in the mood to confront him...yet. Actually half of me wanted to ask him about some of the things he wrote to me...those things being things I thought were quite faulty, I just hadn't gotten the courage yet. I could've left right then, but I knew it would be better if I wait for him...so I did. We spoke sharply and sarcastically to each other...not necessarily bitchy, but with that very love/hate and "this is the way it's going to be" tone of voice. He left me right before I got to my final destination, and that left me with some hurt and broken feeling. I wanted to cry, to be quite honest.
All first block was me having a conversation with myself. Basically it was 'should I approach Mr. X and speak my mind?' I walked to my locker, and on the way I was stopped by, once again, Mr. X. Kim also popped in to tell me she was hot and to ask for a dollar. He wanted to know if I wanted to talk, and after Kim left I figured that now's as good as any. We talked...and I told him that I realized what I said was...well it was mean, but I don't regret saying it; it's how I felt. I told him that I know he could've just forgotten about it, and how it made me feel better that I could talk to him a bit again.
Gym was full of treading water and laps. During our freetime I sat treading and thinking...and reading the little labels on the pipes on the ceiling. I got off the bus and decided to take another walk, because I had no reason to 'go to my locker'. I was spotted by Mr. X again, and we talked about how he hates flip-flops and I hate socks. I know, I'm a weirdo...but I don't give a damn about what anyone thinks. He said I was insanely honest, so I then asked him why he wrote that I was decietful and a liar. Now the answer he gave [I felt was] somewhat BS-y, but really without that...he wouldn't have much to write. I'll cut some slack. Anyway, the point is things are mutually mutual again, and if my future is a paradise...then...eventually...I will be able to be his friend again. That would make me happy.
I realize I have a thing for befriending troubled boys...why is that?