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I don't really know what to write about myself. For as long as I can remember, I've always found a great difficulty when it came to writing or talking about myself. I guess you can call me self-less or rather indescrible. I wish I could tell you something great like I can fly and soar to great heights or that I've saved many lives from danger...but no, I can't because that would be a lie. I'm not average nor am I conventional but I'm not extraordinary either. I don't really know where I fit. Haha. But thats one of the many wonders of life...trying to discover just who you are but due to the fact thats quite a long process and life isn't exactly forgiving when it comes to time...I don't think I should waste it being lost. So I gotta go find the girl named Kashmir-Nashay and when I meet her I'll let you know all there is to know about her. Hence, the blog.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Fresh Meat.




[Freshman Orientation with the Sister.]
This is my big sister Kelly.
We're friends by choice but were
really sisters at heart.
The Duo. Forever. Baddest Babes. haha

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Blissful Slumber.


The rough night called for some R.E.M. refreshment.
I dreamt that I:
-presented a quantum physics speech in the nude.
-wondered aimlessly thru a corn field while texting Vin Diesel.
-somehow manifested peace on Earth.
and
-danced with Gregory Hines.

Then when I woke up...I couldn't help but to cry
because...
Gregory Hines died.
Peace just might ALWAYS be a dream.
I don't take Quantum Physics.
And ...
I don't even know Vin Diesel's cell phone number.
haha

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Destroy Me?!


dress me in your fads and conform me
to your liking. dictate my actions.
slander my name and rob me of my title.
cast me out to be one with the
ostrisized.

xjudgement.



Music; Love

O' dear Prince,
My heart sings to thee.
For it's harmony of love
crys and moans true.
I promise my all to you.
All of mine body and soul.
For you, Forever.
In return, I ask and hope for your solace
and your song as well.
In your arms, shelter and keep me warm.
Not only in thy arms but,
in thy heart as well.
Repeat thy song,
resite it's tranquil tune and
play it's soothing melody.
And I will dance for an eternity,
to our song.
iloveyou.

Friday, August 15, 2008

love [luhv]-n.

Love is hard to define and rather complicated to describe. It has a tall range thats both playful and passionate. It has a strong yet gentle touch that caresses and pampers your mind. It has a laugh that tickles your heart. It has a tender kiss that sends shivers down your spine. It has a presence that makes your heart smile. However, love can be quarrelsome and stubborn. But unlike most things, you accept it because you can't see
life worth living with out it.







My love is you...


Thursday, August 14, 2008

Homemade;

"Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when your riding through the ruts don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief, and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality.
Wake Up and Live."

-Bob Marley.

For some time now...

I've been trying to crochet an official rasta hat. I wouldn't exactly say I failed at my early attempts but they just weren't coming out the way I wanted them too. Until yesterday! When I started and completed my first official "Bob Marley for President" Rasta Hat. Haha...[thats what I call it].

Monday, August 11, 2008

Reality vs. Fantasy


I'm curious about the world outside my window.
You can see forever...
it's beautiful isn't it?

Sunday, August 10, 2008

imissyou;


I feel like a little girl with a crush. Admiring
you from afar...just hoping that you feel the
same. Not one day goes by when the thought
of you doesn't toy with my mind...

iloveyou;

Acquaintance;


I'm not always a good judge of
character, so I always try to
explore the inner and outer workings
of people. Never limit yourself at a
first impression, because then your
mind isn't allowed to grow and bloom
into something more than being simple,
close, and narrow minded.

The end of the searching, the waiting, the confusion.
The end justifies the meaning.
Meaning; Love.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

What could taste so bad?:



Molasses and Struggle
They don't pay me enough for this bullshit.
Everyday I come in a little before nine.
They make a mess for me to clean,
They're constantly testing my patience.
Taunting me with their questions.
I have to change shitty and pissy undies.
I'm always sweeping up the crumb-filled
floor left from their 2 o'clock munchies.
I'm about to OD on asprin because this
headache won't go away. Naptime...
sounds like a breeze. Sure...if they went
to sleep. My mood is as dry as the animal
crackers they're having for snack. Their
high-pitched commands are ringing in my
ear.

Moral of the Story: I hate my job!

wish.yearn.long.pray.act.


Sometimes I believe that happiness isn't meant for everyone.
For me its rather inconsistant and short lived. Maybe thats just me,
i'm not sure, i can't necessarily speak for everyone. A life with never-
ending happiness; now thats quite a goal. I just want a day that
doesn't know hurt or confusion. I just want to wake up one day and
have certainty that I'm where I'm supposed to be and i'm...
happy. (a nostaligic mood)...c'est la vie.




[ok...I wrote this 7/10/08. This was a day where it
felt as though the world was against me and
everything was just falling apart.]