| Distant Worlds in Rosemont |
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06:09pm 13/12/2009 |
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I feel like it’s right to start from the end.
I was so distracted by my stomach that I could barely pay attention as Panther and Fenix conversed in the front seat! I kept drifting into my own thoughts then coming back to reality. I heard something about Fenix’s car…and the parking garage. “You can’t go home yet!” I whined as I threw my arms around his neck from behind the seat. I kind of thought after the fact that he might feel a little awkward there, but it was a little late. :/ So I just didn’t move. :P I guess that was okay. I was just pouting then. Until we got to the parking garage and he had to get his stuff from the backseat where I was sitting. I got out of the car and hugged him tight! I think he was joking about falling at first, but that caused me to actually lose balance! We almost fell into a tree or bush or something. I was in a really good mood after all the fun we’d had this weekend. Fenix took his stuff, said goodbye, and started for the entrance. P and I waved to him as we pulled away, the Eldorado soundtrack playing in the background….”Friends Never Say Goodbye.” My broad smile slowly turned downward and tears were stinging my eyes. I couldn’t believe I was about to cry! He was still in view, and I missed him already! Of course, I didn’t actually cry. I got a hold of myself and was fine for a while. …but a few blocks down, I couldn’t help it. My scarf was covered in teardrops… I started smiling again and even more tears fell! I don’t know what got over me. I don’t know how long I sat there trying to think but feeling instead, completely distracted from P. She later brought up things we can do together next year, like the concert or maybe even events in Milwaukee. I was happy even while crying, though. It was just disappointing to be leaving the comfort and familiarity I felt with the two of them as company.
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| Updates! :o |
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06:32pm 11/09/2009 |
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I am going to *attempt* to update this with my progress. Hopefully at least once a week... First, though, I have a lot of homework. A LOT. AP Biology and AP English Literature assign so much reading, and I have to take notes on all of it! Hours are spent on homework most days, which is the first time in my life I have ever spent over an hour on daily assignments. New essay due Friday, Chapter notes on Writing About Literature, and journal writing... I kind of like Biology, though. :P The text book is written rather vaguely, but the class is fun. My teacher is always energetic and creative, so I don't mind finishing the day with her. Now, on to the cosplay! At this point, I have drawn up the patterns, listed what I need to purchase, and determined the measurements of each piece; I accomplished my goals each day so far! Mom and I are going fabric shopping tomorrow, if all goes as planned. If I am lucky, I can do this whole project for roughly $30! Going to be awesome. X3 ( Patterns )</div> </font> mood:  exhausted |
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05:37pm 28/08/2009 |
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I am so bored today. I have ten pages of AP Bio work I need to finish before school starts on Tuesday, and everyone wants to hang out lately.... I just do not know what to do with myself. My sense of time seems skewed and the day is split between flying by and dragging on. I probably should have just stayed up when I woke at 6 this morning... mood:  blah |
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| Alone at home again |
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03:29pm 13/08/2009 |
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Mom and the kids went swimming at my cousin's community pool yet again. And what do I decide to do with the empty house? Cook, of course! First order of business: Country White bread. I abolutely love homemade bread, and after the crappiness that has been this week, a treat like this would be even better than usual. Why Country White? Well...that's one of the few recipes we had the ingredients to make. :P Homemade bread is best with butter! But besides butter, I've been craving soup... Also, I really need to get my hands on Alton Brown's books....seeing his recipes finished makes me want to try them myself! Poptarts that are not only giant, but good for you? Yum! mood:  food! |
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| Judas Priest! |
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09:26pm 03/07/2009 |
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So Kris went to see Judas Priest tonight. Front row, and center stage, too! It was great, until this obnoxious and overly rude drunk kicked out the guy sitting next to him to take the seat. Later in the show, during the performance of "Living After Midnight," he grabbed Kris's hat, his beautiful black fedora, his FAVORITE hat --off his head, mind-- and threw it. As they were i nthe front row, it landed on stage. Where Rob Halford picked it up and wore it for the song. Halford then tossed it backstage to wear afterward. For many, many days afterward. No one will believe us when the time comes. |
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04:38pm 03/07/2009 |
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Stayed up til 1am the last two nights playing Dragon Quest VIII. SO fun! At level 23, equipped with Razor Wing Boomerang. Jack says that a boomerang is no weapon for a hero, but HEY! *I* think it suits me. :P Besides, I have just as much Attack as Yangus atm, so I think I'm good! Yangus with a Steel Scythe, Jessica as a mage, and Angelo with a lovely Eros' Bow. Clocked 32 hors thus far, with 14 of those played yesterday. I walked all the way to the old man's house in the forest West from Argonia, then had to Zoom back to save! Currently at Argonia, wondering what to do, but I have yet to play today. Parents had to go get sister from choir camp, so I'm babysitting (when they aren't napping). The ice cream man came by, so I had to dig up quarters to keep the three-year-old quiet. AND the kids didn't stop him, so we had to wait at the corner for at least ten minutes in the beating sun. She made a HUGE mess with her "Strawberry Cheesecake Avalanche"...Who knew?! And now she's using this weird fan thing to blow my hair around and mess it up.... Also, mom recently bought a glockenspeil for no reason whatsoever. At least it sounds pretty, even if the kids play terrible music... mood: anxious for DQVIII! |
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| An actual update. OMG! |
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09:46pm 29/06/2009 |
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So, yeah. Talked to my dad about Mark, turns out that my mom barely told him anything at all. He was very calm and looked at me with down-trodden expressions and kind of slouched his shoulders. He said that we aren't ready, that he isn't ready, and then we spoke of college and the like. Was a long night, but not bad. It was better than I expected, to say the least. So this morning I heard a strange electronic hum. I had no idea what it could be... It wasn't until noon that I finally got out of bed. Later on, I heard the noise again when I went in my room. It turned out to be my charger, which was overheating. I unplugged it, tried it at another outlet, and still it buzzed. Oh well. It'd been giving me trouble these last few days anyway. It only charged when the cord was in an exact position, and then only when I held it and pushed it in in that position. Hopefully Mom is going to get a new charger for me tomorrow. Also, I finally started Dragon Quest VIII! I had tried a while back, but my tv is from 1990, and it's so screwed up that I couldn't even read the screen when I first booted it up... But now that I put the PS2 in the great room, I can see everything! Hora! So far, I went to the waterfall cave and got wiped out by a slipper and two mischievous mice. Now I'm training just a bit, at lvl 4 and thinking that I'll try the cave again tomorrow. Loving it so far. :D mood:  amused |
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| katethegreat19 (cont...) |
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09:44pm 26/06/2009 |
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So really, her voice holds a purity and emotion that gives me the energy to work. I can do this. I can get my portfolio done, and I can produce powerful compositions that demonstrate my talent and potential. All that in two weeks. Yes, amazing. mood:  touched |
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04:11pm 21/06/2009 |
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I resolved to write things down, sort out my thoughts by looking at them, in a way. Now, this might work....if I actually did it. I seem to say more than I end up writing, think more than my fingers type, and looking at what I HAVE written, I just feel like more of an idiot. I don't think I want anyone to ever read that, seriously. I don't know what to do with myself. I like remembering, I want to have someting to remind me, and I want to have something to keep and look back on years from no when I may have forgotten. I will never forget it all, but some small, precious moments that I have now might be worth even more one day when I would otherwise have forgotten them.
I'm not sure if I should write to someone or about people or....I don't know. I even toyed withthe idea of writing it like a story, referring to myself as a character. I don't like that. So from a first-person POV, I'm writing things that have happened in the past year or so. Honestly, not much before that feels important to me anymore. I feel like I've been cold and indifferent my entire life until then, and there's not much to care about when I...didn't care. ^.^;;; Ah, well. I sometimes cry remembering the happy things. And I feel guilty or worthless or like a failure when I think of the sad things. Sometimes I feel like a failure remembering the happy things, too.
I want to write everything... LIke my secrets that no one will ever hear read. And maybe, maybe one day I'll share some of that. But I hope to always keep something for me... A precious memory that makes me smile and laugh and cry and... Something I could never forget as long as I live, whether I write it down or not. Maybe. :)
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| Poetry |
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06:27pm 07/05/2009 |
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When you write a poem about somebody, is it wrong not to share it with them? Or at least let them know? What about if they don't want to know? How can one decide the right thing to do? I'm not sure.... mood:  curious |
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