I had a lot of creepy fears when I was yet a child. Or as my imbecile of a choir director would say, "jet a shild." (Don't ask.) Anyway...the first of these that I will mention would be my fear of vampires when I was in the third and fourth grades. I have no idea why this came to be. All I know is that my sister Kirra would never leave it alone. ( Read more... )

Is it safe to say that I hate you? I never want to call you by name to anyone because I'm afraid all of those terrible memories would keep coming back. But I have no choice since I'm forever reminded. Certain things would spark it all and I'll never be able to shove it back into the dark recesses of my mind. Even if I did, somehow everything would ( Read more... )

I've never been much of a football person. Yet here I am, sitting in the living room while my parents watch the Superbowl. I know, I know: I could have gone to my room instead of being in the same sitting area as them. But the thing is that if I go to my room, the noise and the yelling is 10% louder than if I stayed in here. Why is that, you ask? ( Read more... )

It's been forever since I even updated my LJ. A lot of things have been going on, mostly in choir. If I haven't mentioned it before, we have a new choir director--a dude named Señor Ramirez. Pretty much the best one so far...except for Mrs. Talley. She was my best friend, and I miss her ( Read more... )

Most of my summer has been dealt with reading, playing video games on my Nintendo DS, looking up fanfics for my favorite anime...and baby-sitting a 3-year-old. This last one I'm kinda eh about, mainly because it's emotionally taxing. It reminds me of those days when I would get home from a tiring day at school, wanting nothing to do but lay down on ( Read more... )

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I had a weird dream last night. Actually, it was this morning since I couldn't sleep until 1 this morning. But...THOSE thoughts had come again. Let's just say that my blue-striped shirt is cursed. If I were to wear it, then I'd either see him in real life that day or in my thoughts later that night.

This time happened to be the latter. I don't know ( Read more... )

The questions flash before my eyes
Clouding the truth from the lies
I can't see reason through the mist
Am I truly alone in this?

No one ever hears my pleas
In confusions such as these
Do they even notice me at all?
Or am I just a shadow on the wall?

Are You the one who sees me?
Are You the one who hears me?
It wouldn't surpise me if nothing truly matters.

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I am one of those girls that usually goes with things until I get stressed. Then I'm very irritable, even when it comes to myself. I tend to lash out and even have the desire to hurt myself...which I very seldom do now. But Thursday was different. Thursday was sort of good, sort of bad. I didn't like what I felt on the way home from school that day ( Read more... )