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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.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
I feel like crap.
That being said, please forgive me for being a little extra short-tempered, mean, or just kind of rude until this stupid cold subsides. I decided that after mono, my immune system basically died, and any minor cold has kind of become a not so minor issue. I do not, however, apologize for attempting to beat up Anthony, who honest to god needs to learn to keep his hands to himself, especially when I'm sick. Little perv.
I woke up this morning and couldn't breathe out of my nose. How exciting. I took some drugs and meandered to school. People were like 'get better, get better' and I said that it was only a cold. I'd be fine.
In math I solved this crazy preportion/variable problem that no one else knew. For being the 'great' student that I am in that class, it was a big accomplishment. Don't kill it. AB= X(B+C) *Big smile* I'm also taking in a wonderful Kleenex box not because it gets me 5 points extra credit, but because I need it.
Chemistry was Chemistry. It was kinda mutual. I love Mrs. Barron though. She made me laugh for some reason today; I forgot why. Andre and I were probably the only two kids in that class that actually did our homework. Everyone else screwed around. I hate people like that.
Poli Sci was really dull, but Mr. Hoefler impressed me with a story he told. I'm just going to leave it at that, and not ruin the moment in my head. Spanish...fue espanol. En clase Pablo-Juan y yo escribimos una historia. *Thinks- I should probably write this in English* So Pablo-Juan and I wrote this story about E.T. (said 'aye-taye' en espanol) Now just to be funny, he and I decided that the main character of this story would be...Elliot. *stifles giggle* We went on for a whole page describing the kid...it was funny. I got to draw him three times though, and every time the muscles in his shoulders got bigger and bigger. E.T. also wore a silver suit with buttons. I'm a dork, I know.
So I just decided that I have to get better. Not for myself, for someone else that probably wants me better more than I do. I love him though...we're going to have a fun weekend...
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
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*Cal makes some joke about why he can't go out tomorrow night* It's no big deal, right?
Yah...no big deal...just like every other time.
What?
Cal, it is a big deal. Whether you like it or not, it's a big deal. It's not all fun and games anymore, Cal. I'm sick and tired of being your toy. I don't want to be played with only when you're not busy, or when I look appealing. I'm sick of you always at work or at your stupid AP class. I'm tired of being cast away like I did something wrong when I've been trying to do everything right. What about me? What if I get into that private pianist class? ...I got the acception letter today, just in case you cared. What about when I go off to college in a year to pursue my journalism career? What happens when roles are reversed? To be honest, right now I can't wait for you to sit up night after night, wondering if I have the time to call. Or if I'll be too tired or busy to see you. I can't wait to see your heart break time and time again when I make promises that are too good to be true, and then fail to keep them. One day you'll break and be miserable day after day after day--just like me. Only then will you realize what the hell is going on in my head. Things are changing Cal; it's not just about you anymore.
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Eh...it was okay...I'll do better next time...
Friday, September 09, 2005
...it's funny tho, I can't remember who the normal me is...
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
I needed to get that out. I miss making people happy...so I'm going to start doing that...right now...