countdown to doom

 


The Fortress
version 2.0


what: countdown to doom

why: why not? with the way things are now, we are just biding our time...


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stats


name: Kyra

age: 18

birthdate: April 3rd

location: PA

page: The Fortress

occupation: student




current


wallpaper: w00t!

game: onimusha, FF8

project: burning cds & sketching

book: LotR

song: Cease - Bad Religion

het: Seifer/Quistis

yaoi: Cloud/Sephiroth

loves: long coats

hates: impending doom

wants: 200 GB hard drive

desires: my OTL


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the archives


shock and awe

I am watching Fox News and CNN, watching the bombing of iraq. well, it's stopped for now, but that's not the point. this is one of the most frightening and horrific hings I have ever seen. I mean, all logic tells me that things would have to be pretty far gone for it to look like that here, but none-the-less watching it had me quite terrified. looks like something out of my dreams of... death and destruction. imagine that. all the fire and smoke. the sound is like horrible fireworks.

I don't quite understand, with what I am seeing, how this should have to last more than a few hours, this whole war, though I know this is not the case. if our weapons are so strong and precise, why don't we just blow everything up and get it over with? well, no, I know why. because of the surrendering and such. not actually wanting to kill everyone, but to free them. I think to myself, sometimes, how do we know that everything the news and government are telling us is true? how do we know that the iraqis are really as horrible as they are made out to be? how do we know our government isn't doing exactly what they claim the iraqi government is doing? misinterpreting things, making up stories of the horror they commit... you see where I am going with this? I mean, I know this is highly unlikely, but still. the thought is there.

which brings me to the point of surrendering. imagine, if you will, iraq invading us. highly unlikely, I know, but just imagine. they are playing broadcasts saying that they really just want to help us, that they are kind and caring people, that they will spare us. would we expect our citizens to surrender? we "love" our president, right? no amount of such propaganda should sway us. so why should we expect them to? after all these years of brainwashing, if you will, they must "love" their leader too. or something like that. which is why I am suprised how many have surrendered already.

according to the news, things are going very well over there. I hope they are right. I hope, for once, to be wrong and have this all be over quickly with as few casualties as possible.

yargh, this blog is so war-centered as of late.

erm... what else is there... today in "web design" class I was able to show of my mad html skillz and knowledge in general. that is always cool. I think I may utilize FrontPage in spite of its evilness. I have taken the time to learn html so I have the right to take shortcuts now, I think. I will just use it as a basis, I will still do most of it myself. really.

simply counting the seconds at 03:08 p.m. on Friday, March 21, 2003.




"freedom" kissing

before I get started on the iraq situation, I'd like to say that I was lucid yet again last night. whee! I hope this trend continues. moving on...

so we're at war now. hmph. you know, I am alot more frightened then I thought I would be. I mean I've been dwelling on this for a long time now, you'd think I would be used to it. but no. I watched the news all day yesterday, flipping back and forth between cnn, mnsbc, and fox news. my dad watched with me, actually. we had some reasonably sensible conversation for a while, until he came up with the idea of "The Great Wall Of Florida". yeah, but that's another story altogether.

anyway, I saw a picture on my aol pop-up thing of a guard with a machine gun standing watch at capitol hill. this is just not the kind of thing you expect to see in the US, ya know? it scares me. I am tempted to stock-pile the basement even though I don't plan to use it should the need arise. I, as I probably said before, will not be a prisoner in my own home. I'd rather take my own life than die suffocated in my basement.

I read in an article on MSNBC (which I can't seem to find right now) that government officials are saying more terrorist attacks on our country are "near certainty". that's reassuring. but I appreciate the honesty. I just love the eloquent terms the Iraqis use to refer to us in this article. for any of you who missed the speech (like me - I fell asleep) there is a transcript here.

my mum and my uncle both sent me these lovely links: Time To Bomb Saddam, Squoosh The Terrorist. I think it's funny that we (the american people) get all bent out of shape when they cheer at our deaths but we can make games and songs out of theirs and that is okay... though I must admit that I played "squoosh the terrorist" until I got 21+. but that is simply because I always feel the need to acheive the highest score. while we speak of entertaining things, have a look at this. if we can't get a man on a tractor out of a small body of water, how can we hope to protect ourselves against terrorists?

simply counting the seconds at 01:24 p.m. on Thursday, March 20, 2003.




I know right now you can't tell

yesterday I woke up with a New Outlook On Life. I'm not quite sure how or why this happened. I also don't know what I am supposed to do with it now that it is here. nothing in my life has actually changed, I am just stuck with new thoughts. or rather, non-thoughts. I have nothing to dwelt on, which is bad since my mind thrives on fretting. I had always thought that New Outlooks On Life were supposed to make people feel renewed and refreshed. I just feel kinda lost and in between things. maybe it's not really a New Outlook On Life, maybe it's just a false alarm. I've had those before, they go away in a few days. I hope this is the case.

in other news, I was lucid again last night. alot. go me, go me... ::does small victory dance::

simply counting the seconds at 11:20 a.m. on Wednesday, March 19, 2003.




the whole bouncing birdie thing...

aurora: time to start thinking of replacements

kyra: I was jsut typing that.

aurora: can u think of anyone?

kyra: nope.

kyra: ::singing softly:: we are screwed, we are screwed...

aurora: we are not screwed

aurora: we will find someone and we will have fun

kyra: if you say so. ::continues singing:: though vyler did tell me to get drunk for him. in my double drunken-ness I might think I'm having fun.

kyra: if we can find two other people.

aurora: we will

aurora: i dunno who else though

kyra: *sigh* ::starts singing again::

aurora: come on, optimism!

kyra: op-ti-mism? what is this word you speak of?

aurora: its like the feeling u got when u found the pimpin' leopard print mitre online, only not

kyra: hehehehe pimpin' mitre. it's so contradictory. so that was optimism?

aurora: when we hoped we would find a leather mitre online, and kinda did, that was optimism... kinda

kyra: but it turned out to be a bust.

aurora: but u found hot leather mideival outfits. i know it wasnt successfully finding the dark mitre, but that was a plus

kyra: that was a very large plus. perhaps we'll find some hot leather medieval outfits instead of more people. I'd be more than okay with that.

aurora: i'm game. as long as they pay their way...

kyra: lmao


simply counting the seconds at 10:27 p.m. on Tuesday, March 18, 2003.




the final bidding

in school. the computers are being retarded. all my shared files on the network are missing. plus, it ate the program I was working on. >.<

so yeah, the president's speech... I missed it. yeah, I was playing tombraider III, so sue me. but it was short and to the point, from what I understand. saddam has two days to get himself and his sons out or we will attack at our convenience. yeah, like he's gonna leave just cuz we said to.

so it looks like we are going to war. not cool, but inevitable. yargh.

correspondingly (is that even a word?), our terror alert level thing has been raised a colour.

I love this age we are living in.

simply counting the seconds at 10:20 a.m. on Tuesday, March 18, 2003.




contains a milk derived ingredient

during a boredom-induced internet search yesterday afternoon I stumbled across an interesting tidbit of information. it seems that there is a romance/erotica novel called The Empress' New Clothes by jaid black in which the empress happens to be named kyra. this is one of the niftiest things I've ever heard. I did not, however, take my name from this novel. until yesterday, I had no idea this book existed. but I intend to read it, if I can find it at the library or something. I mean come on, how could I resist?

so presiden bush is addressing the nation again tonite at 8:00. this should be good. I wonder what good news he has for us now. *sigh* I really got to get to work on acheiving the things on my "List Of Things To Do Before I Die". gonna need more money...

simply counting the seconds at 12:52 p.m. on Monday, March 17, 2003.




...but the dead followed them.

friday went well, much to my amazement. and the nameless one now has a blog name. two actually, I can't decide which I prefer. vyler or The Dark Pope. hmm...

aurora and I reserved a beach house, finally, but I have ill feelings about it. I don't really see the group who is going being able to pull that much money out of the air. it's a nice thought, though. we shall see.

I finished reading Lord of the Rings a few minutes ago. I can't wait for the third movie to come out now more than ever. the end was very sad, I thought. but I won't say any more, for fear of spoiling it for those who haven't read the book.

yesterday it was a year since our senior class trip. one of the best days of my life, ever. I wish I could go back there, but that is nothing new. *sigh* seems like forever ago and yesterday all at the same time.

simply counting the seconds at 11:44 a.m. on Sunday, March 16, 2003.




kosher easter candy

as if dreams of death and destruction are not enough to set me on edge on their own, yesterday we got a letter in the mail from my sister's school explaining the procedures they would follow should we come under attack. ::reads over that:: wow, that is a long sentence. anyway, this upsets me greatly. it was bad enough when the school started having "intruder" drills after columbine. it just makes me think of the bombing drills they would have back in the '50s, making the kids duck under their desks. as if that would do anything. if something does happen, I doubt keeping the school under lock-down is really gonna do all that much. but then again, I think one or more of the schools in the district are bomb shelters. hmm, I'll have to look into that. regardless, I hate the thought that there is a need for all this.

now don't get me wrong, I am not a pacifist in any sense of the word. if there is just cause, I am all for swift and violent justice. if there is cause and I have no doubt that we will win. call it cowardly, but I see it as pointless to do anything, especially something so dangerous and deadly as war, unless there is a guarentee of success. and I think there is a great chance this will not go as well as our president likes to pretend it will. I'm not just talking about casualties of war, those are inevitable. I am talking about what will happen if/when nuclear/biological/chemical weapons are brought into this. the end of civilization as we know it could easily be brought about if these things are not handled carefully. which I doubt they would be, when the people in control of them are considered.

I am sick of talking about this right now. I can assure you there will be more at a later date. I am in a rather good mood today, and trying to keep these thoughts from my head. looks like it isn't working. but I am still in a good mood. hope it sticks around. my horoscope seems to think it will, so that's a good sign.

I should be napping right now, I am very tired. but I have this feeling in the back of my head that I should be doing something so here I sit until that "something" makes itself known to me. I made brownies. we have stupid gas stove. I pushed a button on the back of it and was convinced I was gonna blow up the house. had to call my mum at work. turns out the button was to turn on the light inside the stove, I just hadn't pushed it properly. my mum laughed at me. when I get my own house, I will have an electric stove.

I am hoping that plans for this evening also make themselves known to me. I have half plans, but those never seem to turn out very well, if my memory serves me correctly. hmph.

I think I'll go look at song lyrics now.

simply counting the seconds at 12:52 p.m. on Friday, March 14, 2003.




...he's a japanese boy.

another fun-filled day of doing nothing. my sister was being unreasonably slow this morning in an attempt to convince my mum to let her stay home and ended up making us very late. seeing as I hate wandering into my web design class late, I decided to just not go in. and it's gonna stay that way, too. if I'm not gonna be on time, I'm just gonna not go. so there.

so I was on the computer all day, mostly. working on something new for the blog. doens't really have anything to do with the layout, just a little something extra.

the time I wasn't on the computer today I was sleeping (shocking, isn't it). had a rather frightening dream that has me nervous. I hate it when this happens, cuz there's nothing I can do. *sigh*

hmph. I don't even know what day of the week it is. it's thursday now, right? ::checks computer clock/calendar:: yup. good. daddy is taking me driving today, much later, though. lol doubt he'd like me waking him up now for it. I should so be asleep right now. but no. my computer is retarded. hmm, that statement didn't realy fit there. oh well.

simply counting the seconds at 04:00 a.m. on Thursday, March 13, 2003.




turn that cloud upside down

yeah, first off, go to this website. I have no idea what it is other than that it is called homestar runner. my sister was looking at it this evening, said some girl in her comp class had gone there and made her curious. one of the funniest things I have ever seen.

okay, now that that is out of the way... I was thinking, after seeing a commercial for that movie willard or whatever it is called (the one with the rats), how cool it would be to command an army of rats. I would ride them. you know, have them line up in rows then lay on the top. just picture it for a moment, so you know what I am talking about. ::waits:: okay, got it? good. I could just ride this large mass of rats up the street. it might be a bit of a bumpy ride,but it's all good. I wouldn't need to drive at all. I would ride them to the pet store to say hi to aurora and he who I still dont have a blog nickname for. they would be confused and slightly frightened. well, maybe more than slightly. but the rats could come in, cuz animals are allowed in the pet store. I wouldn't even have to walk down the aisles...

::reads over previous paragraph:: wow, I need to get out more or something. but it would be pretty nifty.

simply counting the seconds at 11:12 p.m. on Monday, March 10, 2003.




at least you have someone to blow you off.

ended up sleeping all day and doing something. got up round 10:00 with the intent of staying awake, but "napped" from 3 to 8:30, stopping only for dinner. almost slept thru going to aurora's house.

yeah, a smaller group of us went over there tonite. was much better than last night, at least for me. dunno why though, still trying to figure that out. it was fun. we watched shrek, which I love. the soundtrack kills me, so I have it on now. always puts me in such a happy, happy mood (<--sarcasm). makes me think of lots of things, that soundtrack. basically spring and early summer of 2002. strange to be made happy and sad at the same time. oh, to go back in time...

but I am not going to launch myself into a long, sad rant about wishing things didn't have to change. at least, not now. I'll wait.

simply counting the seconds at 03:38 a.m. on Sunday, March 9, 2003.




doesn't really matter to me...

just got back from sere's house. large group gathering. I feel that I should be in a better mood from it than I am. but I dunno... even now it is evident how things change. the whole group dynamic we had going over Christmas is completely different. not bad, just not the same. I liked that little era that Christmas beak was, in itself. well, to some extent.

I dunno. I just have this slightly out-of-place feeling . I mean, I just spent the evening with a bunch of my friends. shouldn't that make me happy rather than discontent? I think the problem, as I stated before, that I don't really know what would make me happy. I didn't feel quite right there, but I can't think of any place to be that would feel any different. well, that's not altogether true either, but nothing that was actually an option of what I could be doing with my night. I dunno.

*sigh*

but I did do something constructive with my day today, in installing and slightly explaining photoshop 7.0 for he who I still do not have a blog nickname for. I kept stopping in the middle of my explainations to make sure I was still making sense. he deserves an award for actually being able to follow what I was trying to get across. this is why I don't think teaching is the profession for me.

argh! and I was so close to actually having a basis for a new blog layout, but my camera batteries decided to die! I could just kick something for the unfairness of this situation.

I should go to sleep. I don't wanna sleep away my saturday, even if I don't end up doing anything. seems that is all I do any more, sleep. but can you really blame me? what else is there? I thought so.

simply counting the seconds at 03:47 a.m. on Saturday, March 8, 2003.




noooooooooooooooooo

::hates the stupid weather and wants to go to sleep::

simply counting the seconds at 11:19 a.m. on Thursday, March 6, 2003.




it wants to eat you!

turns out "web design" is just a clever title to disguise a course on FrontPage. argh. it's not that I don't like the class, it's just that FrontPage goes against all I stand for. well, not quite, but... it's just so simple. I mean, I struggle for hours to make a page programming everything myself in html and someone with no idea about the very basics of html cna just open up this program and make a page of equal visual quality. it's not fair! in paging thru my book, I found they even make it easy to fade your background image or set a transparent colour in gif format. using no paint/photo editing programs whatsoever. the injustice! as tempting as it is to switch over the simplicity if FrontPage, I will stick with actually writing out the html myself, if for nothing but the personal satisfaction of knowing more than those other people.

yes, there is that. this class has already proven quite easy, thus restoring my confidence in my mad computer skillz. nothing like the puzzled look on an instructor's face accompanied by the words "are you done already?". take that, visual basic!

my screen kept fading to purple on me. this is highly irritating. hurts your eyes, too. I have been told that it is caused by a bent prong on the monitor, but I really wasn't able to investigate. I did, however, find that it tended to change when the desk was moved. so I was trying to subtly bang on my desk to restore somewhat natural colours. had I been at home, the problem would have been solve quickly, but I can't very well go around beating the school's computers.

but now I am home, eating my second breakfast, and all is well. MERT doesn't turn purple on me. he's a good computer. well, to some extent anyway. ::pets computer::

simply counting the seconds at 10:53 a.m. on Wednesday, March 5, 2003.




will I ever be free

exciting day today. forced myself a lucid dream from being awake for the first time ever. sure, I've become lucid accidentally in the middle of dreams many times before, but this was quite different. for those of you who don't know, lucid dreaming is when you realize you are dreaming while in a dream. very, very nifty. ::dances::

less exciting was the start of the newest set of classes at school. today I had visual basic II. at first, when we first started VB, I liked it alot. but now, as we are moving into calculations and such I am not so fond of it. I get confused, and I HATE not knowing what I am doing. I won't pretend I don't know what is going on here. it doesn't come second nature to me and thus I don't want to do it. I am not supposed to need help, I am just supposed to be able to do everything as if I were born doing it. but this is not the case. I fear it will ruin the image I have been building up at school as a complete genius. hopefully tomorrow's class, web design, will reinforce my position of intelligence. oh, I am so modest.

my sister actually posted to her uJournal. here, have a link. be kind to her, regardless of her spelling and grammar mistakes. mess with her and deal with me. funny, we both wrote about dreaming... I will add her to the side panel when I update. which, I have decided, will happen randomly rather than once a month. this way it will be a complete suprise, to my readers (all two of them) and to me since I never know when the mood to redesign will strike me. might be tomorrow, might be in june. who knows.

simply counting the seconds at 11:01 p.m. on Tuesday, March 4, 2003.




it's pretty fresh...

*sigh* still no new layout, but I feel like posting anyway. I am working on the layout. well, sorta. I'm thinking about working on the layout. I have a piece of paper ready should I actually start something. doesn't look likely though.

saw a new ion commercial today. wedding this time. does not make me as sad as the others, just a little bitter. still like it, though. I'd be behaving like the girl in the front seat - looking suspiciously at the other passengers in the car.

another good commercial was for those fruit breezes cough drops or whatever they are called. the golf one? all those people falling over unconsious has got to be one of the funniest things I've ever seen.

I don't watch that much tv, really. just am easily amused by commercials.

argh, there was more I wanted to remember but I have forgotten. that is what happens when one is too lazy to post. yes it is.

my sister is starting her own little blog. this should be mildly entertaining. I will link it when she actually takes the time to put something in it rather than just making me create it for her on the slowest computer in the world and then not touching it.

hmm, there's been a sharp pain in my neck for almost two weeks now. think that's bad?

simply counting the seconds at 12:48 a.m. on Tuesday, March 4, 2003.




uh-huh.

argh, tis march and I on't have a layout. I may be able to pull something together soon, but most likely I'm gonna require some help...

sere and aurora and I had a traditional fun friday. was nice. didn't take pictures, though, we made a video instead. lucky for us, no-one will be seeing that video. at least not the good parts. {]; ) we went to chi-chi's, I haven't been there in years. margaritas all around and I couldn't even have one. oh, the injustice.

simply counting the seconds at 11:12 p.m. on Sunday, March 2, 2003.




dust settles, cities turn to sand.

bit on the news just on about the death of Mr. Rogers. said it's a sad day in the neighborhood. ::sniff sniff:: tis indeed. many people pick on Mr. Rogers, but he was a part of my childhood.

it is the end of the month and once again I have no plan for a new layout. this month, though, the end just snuck up on me. suddenly it's almost march. what's up with that?

w00t! nuts of hazel fun firday tomorrow! will most likely result in a new secret lair entry, and perhaps some interesting new pictures. aren't you excited?

tonite I watched that ABC show "hot or not". was rather amusing, because when they talked to the people who did not make it, the caption under their names said "not hot enough". there's something that'll stick with ya for a while. the judges didn't, for the most part, seem to have very good taste, however. I should be judging.

aol is evil. every time I try to look at a site, it refuses to load, saying "The page you are looking for is currently unavailable. The Web site might be experiencing technical difficulties, or you may need to adjust your browser settings". it does this from time to time, though much more frequently as of late. so I have to do all my web surfing in internet explorer. this isn't really such a bad thing, it's just so inconvenient. I have to copy and paste the addresses from my favorite places to the address bar in IE rather than just clicking. it irritates me. but alas.

got the greatest quote of the day from my favorite friendly fish salesperson today. we were discussing the betta fish and he said "...and you don't need to call them 'betta FISH'. we know they are fish. you don't say 'ferret WEASLE'." I dind't notice this remark until about half a minute later when I got hysterical in the middle of a sentence. I really need to get out more. I really do wish I had a new betta, though. mine died. here is a little gif I made in rememberence.

my betta, yuy.

isn't he cute? I think he is.

simply counting the seconds at 10:50 p.m. on Thursday, February 27, 2003.




can't think of something even slightly clever to call this entry...

you know what I just remembered today? McDonald's makes pancakes. good God, they are so good. it's like going out for a real family restaurant breakfast while sitting at your computer. this is the first time I can remember in which I have gotten pancakes for breakfast and eaten them all. well, except for the bit I gave to the dog. but she was just being so patient and well behaved...

now all I have to do is vacuum and I can go take my nap. I am so very tired.

simply counting the seconds at 11:13 a.m. on Thursday, February 27, 2003.




and again

oops, forgot to put in my death day results. I am apparently gonna go November 9, 2038. I'll be 53. eh, I'd prefer to go when I'm 47. most likely cause of death:
cancer
heart disease
suicide
homicide
conagious disease
alcoholism
alien abduction
interesting. to find out your death day, click here.

simply counting the seconds at 01:55 a.m. on Thursday, February 27, 2003.




take your meals seriously.

oi. spent the whole evening making a website for my mum. worked well, though, and looks good. the relatives are impressed.

I have begun making thumbtacks out of keyboard keys. it is actually working. I am impressed.

am contemplating getting a guestbook for this site and/or my website. so then all the millions of people who visit said sites can respond. ha ha.

more fun-filled conversation from my house:
mum: ::looking at my sister's desktop picture of a topless sesshoumaru:: where are his nipples?
me: they don't usually have them in most anime.
mom: well that's stupid.
sister: no it's not. nipples look funny on men. they make me think of women.
dad: yeah. name a man's body part -
sister: nipple! (*side note - this is a family feud reference. we watch alot of the game show network.) see? that's not what I think of when I think of a man.
me: you know, this conversation is this ::holds up fingers about a centimeter apart:: close to going a completely wrong way...
dad: that nipple-less bastard.
me: hehe, nipple-less.
sister: man boobs...

I can't wait til sere gets home.

simply counting the seconds at 01:34 a.m. on Thursday, February 27, 2003.




men shouldn't fly while shaving

okay, gonna try this again. pitas ate my last entry...

*note to self - remember to watch discovery channel special on bio-terror at 10 pm tomorrow and clone high at 11 pm.*

can you go to school for crypto-zoology? cuz I'd really like to, if not for all the science. my sister was doing science homework this evening, and I was havin violent flashbacks. ::shudders:: yeah, but crypto-zoology... for those who don't know, crypto-zoology is "the study of the lore concerning legendary animals in order to evaluate the possibility of their existance". there is nothing I'd like to do more then spend my days trying to prove the existance of, say, the loch ness monster or a thylacine. how cool would that be? very cool.

::dances:: in two days, sere will be here! w00t! I can't wait til summer when we can have fun monday thru sunday. and life will be good. hopefully.

I am hungry. I should go find something to eat, but I just don't feel like it...

simply counting the seconds at 10:49 p.m. on Tuesday, February 25, 2003.




wow...

okay, do not be alarmed, btu I have actually updated my web site. now you can actually go find the little Chibi Sephiroth I was talking about. it is in the dollz section.

the update is Very Very Small, but there will be more to come now that I actually have a place to put these things. maybe even tonite, who knows. it is very boring, for the time being, as I didn't feel like making a bunch of liknk buttons and such. but that is okay, at least it is functional. and for anyone thinking otherwise, I can use layout types other than the almost identical ones I have used for this blog, the secret lair, and ~* The Fortress *~. this just happens to be fast and simple. eventually I will do more creative things with these pages, but for now this works just fine.

if you are a friend and would like your art stuffs up on my page, ask and I'll see what I can do.

simply counting the seconds at 01:49 p.m. on Monday, February 24, 2003.




champaigne and roses

hmm, I think I really did it this time. dunno what to do anymore, not that I ever really did. oh, being vague is so much fun.

I made this Sephiroth doll a while ago, I dunno where I got the base. it's cute, and I put it up in hopes of cheering myself. didn't really work, but it is cute.

[this evil picture refused to show up, or be linked to. just further proof that everyone and everything in the world are out to get me. if you are really wanting to see it that badly, just ask and I'll send it to ya.]


have some song lyrics to stick up here. yeah. take them. put them in a different colour color so as not to confuse anyone/myself.


Bother
Stone Sour

Wish I was too dead to cry
As self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to which I cater

You don't need to bother; I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on, I won't let go 'til it bleeds

Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason; my flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying

You don't need to bother; I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on, I won't let go 'til it bleeds

Wish I'd died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten with its memories
Diaries left with cryptic entries

And you don't need to bother; I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on, I won't let go 'til it bleeds

You don't need to bother; I don't need to be here
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on... I'll never live down my deceit



Pretty Baby Vanessa Carlton You light me up and then I fall for you You lay me down and then I call for you Stumbling on reasons that are far and few I’d let it all come down and then some for you Pretty baby don’t you leave me I have been saving smiles for you Pretty baby why can’t you see You’re the one that I belong to I’ll be the embrace that keeps you warm For you’re the sun that breaks the storm I’ll be all right and I’ll sleep sound As long as you keep comin’ round, oh pretty baby And I know things can’t last forever But there are lessons that you’ll never learn Oh just the scent of you it makes me hurt So how’s it you that makes me better Pretty baby don’t you leave me I have been saving smiles for you Pretty baby why can’t you see You’re the one that I belong to I’ll be the embrace that keeps you warm For you’re the sun that breaks the storm I’ll be all right and I’ll sleep sound As long as you keep comin’ Why can’t you hold me and never let go When you touch me it is me that you own Pretty baby oh the place that you hold in my heart Would you break it apart again…oh pretty baby Pretty baby don’t you leave me I have been saving smiles for you Pretty baby why can’t you see You’re the one that I belong to I’ll be the embrace that keeps you warm For you’re the sun that breaks the storm I’ll be all right and I’ll sleep sound As long as you keep comin’ round Pretty baby why can’t you see Pretty baby don’t you leave me Pretty baby why can’t you see Pretty baby don’t you leave me Oh pretty baby, my pretty baby, my pretty baby Don’t you leave me.


uh-huh. yeah. there ya go. other than that, I don't really know what else to say. there isn't anything.

oh! except that sere comes home in mere days. this is a Very Good Thing, dunno what I'd do without her.

simply counting the seconds at 11:07 p.m. on Sunday, February 23, 2003.




. . .

I really gotta start reading others' blogs before updating mine... ::hugs sere back:: that thought is mostly what has gotten me thru the day.

simply counting the seconds at 03:02 a.m. on Saturday, February 22, 2003.




SwtNSour

and I'm not melodramtic. you just have no idea.

simply counting the seconds at 02:35 a.m. on Saturday, February 22, 2003.




don't you leave me

well, I did end up having plans, but I'm not sure if I can consider that a good thing. all it amounted to was shouting and generally making me feel worse. perhaps after I dwell on it and work things out in my head I can convince myself it was a positive experience, but until then...

[due to their revealing nature, two paragraphs were removed from this entry.]

you know, this entry may not stay up too long, I may be saying too much. and if the target of this happens to be reading this, he will be really confused. so yeah, it can't stay.

simply counting the seconds at 02:17 a.m. on Saturday, February 22, 2003.




will never learn.

damn it.

simply counting the seconds at 02:37 p.m. on Friday, February 21, 2003.




oh good God

had a group midterm here in class today. took me an hour before we actually could get started, cuz I am retarded. then we had so many problems... my computer invented whole new error messages.

but I did get to re-install windows and name my computer "sephiroth". how awesome is that?

the new schedule was posted today, and those nitwits still have me down as taking an afternoon class even though I chewed them out last itme they did this. honest to God, I am going to go up there and freak out. I don't care if the class isn't being offered again for three years, I AM NOT staying past 10:25 a.m. any more!!!

I should go up there now, actually. see if get this sorted out before my mum gets here to pick me up. poor, poor office people, having to deal with me on a bad day... oh well, they should pay more attention to their scheduling.

I knew this day would be crap.

simply counting the seconds at 12:51 p.m. on Friday, February 21, 2003.




if indeed I cared at all.

yeah, forget what I said earlier about being in a fine mood in spite of the lack of good things today. my mood has fallen drastically since then, suprisingly enough. now there's something new and exciting. kinda funny how my mood falls so quickly so often, isn't it?

now I know that two people (aurora & thor) are not gonna be joining the fun friday-ing tomorrow later today. and since I have been unable to talk to the remaining part of the usual crew, it seems I will most likely be spending my evening alone. yay, just how I love to spend a friday night. all by myself in an empty house. woo-hoo. ::slams head against wall:: it seems to me that there is a law against things going the way I want them to.

and I'm not even tired enough to go to bed.

*sigh*

simply counting the seconds at 02:17 a.m. on Friday, February 21, 2003.




clean the wound

here's the link for the dreamcatcher movie. due to the fact that I refuse to download quicktime, I cna't really see much here. I am very curious, however, to know who exactly Jason Lee is playing in this movie. very curious. oh, the book is by Stephen King, by the way.

the news just said there is a website where you can check to find out if your neighbors are sex offenders, as 18% of my state's convicted sex offenders are missing in action. nice to know. ::looks suspiciously at neighbors::

simply counting the seconds at 11:19 p.m. on Thursday, February 20, 2003.




...over there.

went stalking to but crickets this evening and my favorite friendly fish salesperson wasn't there.
{]: ( *sigh*

but still, though nothing has gone well today, my mood remains okay. I dunno what I'll be doing tomorrow evening, though, since nobody feels inclined to be around when I am trying to make plans. all I know is who will not be joining us this week. but that doesn't help me much, now does it?

drove home from the pet store, though. stepped on the gas instead of the brake and nearly gave my mum a heart attack. I thought it was pretty funny.

heard they are making th ebook dreamcathcer into a movie. more about this as I find it out. oi, I can't wait to see this. that was truly the most disgusting book I've ever read in my entire life. I loved it. it was the first thing I've ever read that actually gave me a nightmare. I don't see how it can possibly be properly made into a movie without making a few people vomit in the aisles in at the theatre. not me, mind you, but people with weak stomachs. yeah, I gotta go look for info on this movie.

simply counting the seconds at 11:00 p.m. on Thursday, February 20, 2003.




of scones

get ready, there's a rant.

today I woke up at 5:30, after going to bed at 3:00, seemingly wide awake and very thirsty. I tried to convince myself that I was not nearly ready to wake up, but to no avail. I did fall back asleep, eventually, but had to get up in twenty minutes again anyway, so it was rather pointless.

then I went to VB class, where I spent the entire three hour class trying to figure out what in the name of God was preventing my programming from working. the whole time, the only thing causing me to not go completely insane is the thought that after school I would be going to dunkin' donuts and getting a coffee and a scone. tres bien.

well, we get to duncan donuts only to find that they have no scones! what a suprise. dunkin' donuts, actually have what I want? never! I think I will sue. plenty of reasons. false advertisement (there are scone posters up everywhere), mental anguish (I am terribly upset and scarred for life over this lack of tasty breakfast pastry), and pain and suffering (my stomach is beginning to eat itself, I think). sounds reasonable enough to me. $1.5 million ought to set things straigh, don't ya think? yes, that sounds good.

because of this, I actually had to make my own breakfast. ::shudders:: but in spite of all this, I am in a good mood. and as soon as this bagel is gone, I can go reclaim my lost sleep.

simply counting the seconds at 11:13 a.m. on Thursday, February 20, 2003.




traumatized for life

am doing slave labour again. but it's all good. I get praise, and that's really all that matters. I got to play teacher today, which is never good. but I think it went better than usual. I didn't flip out and start beating anyone, which is an improvement. was teaching the yak ...whatever he wants to be called... the basics of cgi. this may take longer than I though, I never realized so much went into it until tonite when I was trying to walk him thru it. beidler was over, too. he made sure much saving was done. this is good, cuz I always forget and lose everything I've been working on for the last 2 hours... ::glares at computer:: we'll call him the supervision. yes, that works. so we actually got something accomplished, for once.

I just realized that today/yesterday - the 19th - was Babe Day. that is, it was 9 years since our cat Babe got put to sleep. cheerful, ne? oh yes. I will put up a pick of him and Virgo next month when Virgo Day rolls around. poor dear cats.

ah, slave labour finished for the night. or should I say morning? regardless, I can go to bed now. but I think I'll wait til this duran duran cd is over. I love this cd. here, have a quiz:

You're a tequila sunrise, tequila, orange juice and a grenadine sunrise. One of the most popular cocktails your friends mean the world to you and you're always eager to entertain them.
""Which cocktail are you?""

brought to you by Quizilla


if it's got tequila, it's good with me. and I'd say the description is rather accurate, too. had to take the pic out, was screwing with my table sizes.

::falls asleep::

simply counting the seconds at 02:01 a.m. on Thursday, February 20, 2003.




packed by manufacturer #180

there was something I had forgotten about until driving home from school today. and that is how, in the city, parking places dug out from the snow are a life and death thing. it is the best thing in the world to be driving down the street and see a sofa or an end table saving a parking space. it is perfectly normal to stick your household possessions out in the snowy street just to ensure yourself a place to park. I love that.

I remember, when we lived in the city, seeing a fight break out because some guy moved a few lawn chairs and parked his car in someone else's parking space. it was beautiful. I think you have to have lived in the city during a snowstorm to completely understand this phenomenon. or at least to have lived in the city at some point. it is almost impossible to find parking space on a regular day. snow makes it a million times worse. and there's nothing like hiking three blocks thru snow piles to get to your house. *sigh* those were the days...

I should go take my nap now. not much sleep last night. oh, but before I go, sere, I love the reference at the end of your entry. I wonder how many people actually get it... {]: )

simply counting the seconds at 02:04 p.m. on Wednesday, February 19, 2003.




and I'll sleep tight, as long as you keep coming 'round.

it is rather late, especially since I have a six hour class starting at 7:45. but that is jsut too bad, I am hungry. asn I might as well type out a cute little entry while I eat, ne?

today was a somewhat boring day, though I did get to go driving in the snow. then it was a very ipsetting day, as one of my lesser worst fears were realised. but my mood improved after a little slave labour, cuz that made me feel appreciated. that's rather contradictory, isn't it? oh well, works for me.

yes, it is very difficult when people are hurting you but telling them would only make it worse cuz you'd either be made fun of or yelled at. plus, there would always be the chance that something could slip, and that would be Very Very Bad. oohh, capital letters...

downloading music makes me wish for a DSL connection even more than plain old regular internet usage does. it is not cool to take two hours to download a song. not cool at all. I have a list of twenty songs to download. that could take the rest of my life, at this rate. by that time I won't need the CD anymore, I'll be dead!

and besides the slowness, MERT (that's my computer) has been annoying enough himself this evening. freezing in the middle of my cgi work... not a good idea, MERT. ::attacks computer with curtain rod::

I can't wait til sere comes home!! ::dances:: yay, someone to truly comisserate with! I prolly spelled that wrong. but I am too lazy to check.

mmmm.... cheese crunchies....

simply counting the seconds at 02:28 a.m. on Wednesday, February 19, 2003.




not real pez

oh, so much snow here. I will post a pic or two sometime, maybe. if motivation to upload them comes to me. that could be a while. spent the first part of the day shoveling (sorta) and the second helping my mum w/ the photo albums. most people send their children out to shovel the snow, I had to beg mine to let me help. they didn't want having an attack of any sort, be it heart or asthma. I think they were just being ridiculous.

am very tired, got hardly any sleep. partly because it was too light outside, with all the snow reflecting all over the place and partly because I just can't sleep sometimes. it is very annoying. used to be worse, though, so I guess I should just be quiet.

you know, all this stuff on tv about michael jackson has got me thinking... why don't we just leae the poor man alone? I feel bad for him. there's abviously something wrong with him, but it's really not his fault. just let him go. let him live in his little fantasy world and stop bothering him. who cares if his nose is falling off or whatnot. just leave him be.

wow, that was random. have some more randomness:

dinner conversation at my house:
me: you know, I was watching some of those "girls gone wild" infomercials the other night, and I am slightly confused.
mom: why?
me: well, I think there should be a "guys gone wild" -
sister: that would be cool!
me: - but that's not really it. I just noticed that some of those girls' boobs aren't any bigger than mine, and I just don't understand why guys pay to see that on video.
mom: guys don't really care how big they are. sure, bigger ones are better, but it doesn't really matter as long as they are exposed. isn't that right? ::looks at dad::
dad: ::thinks for a moment:: yeah, that's about right. me: ::strokes chin thoughtfully:: hmm...
mom: kyra, I don't like that smile on your face...

ah, dinner time. see, more families should eat dinner together. that's why america is the way it is. no-one eats dinner with their family anymore, and thus do not have these deep, meaningful conversations that every family should have.

I do not think I will be going to school tomorrow. I dunno how bad the roads are, but my sister's school has canceled. and I don't think either of my parents are going to work, either. I am not going to be the only one not home, that wouldn't be very fair.

I wanna go sledding again...

simply counting the seconds at 11:12 p.m. on Monday, February 17, 2003.




snow

just looked out the window. the snow is amazingly deep. can't tell where the sidewalk is, even though it was shoveled. our cars seem to have joined together, as the snow is even with the hoods and trunks. is stunning. there is frost on the kitchen window, it is creepy and beatiful the way it has formed cracked and spidery along the glass.

I really should go to bed, it is later than I thought.

simply counting the seconds at 04:45 a.m. on Monday, February 17, 2003.




welcome to stupidtown, population - you.

it is snowing. has been snowing since before I woke up today. that's not saying much, considering I didn't get up today until 4:30, but that's not the point. I dunno how much we have gotten thus far, but around 7:00 we already had 8 inches in addition to the 4 that had been on the ground since our last snowfall. but that was hours ago, and it's been snowing alot harder since then. stupid snow, couldn't wait a few days and cancel school, could you?

today, though, has actually been a somewhat productive day. I helped my parents clear out the basement where eventually we will have a pseudo-family room (well, I watched them clear it - close enough), went thru out family pictures to post on my mum's family website, and took apart our old keyboard. I tend to get a bit distructive when snowed in. oi, there was enough food crammed in that keyborad to feed a small country for a few years. no wonder it stopped working. I had originally planned to see if I could make it work again, but I have other plans now. I am gonna make the keys into thumbtacks. think how awesome that will look. just superglue those plain, flat thumbtacks to the keys and there ya go. it'll be so nifty. of course, I have to wait for the snow to clear so I can go to the store and get those thumbtacks, but that's okay. I also want to try using th keyboard without the keys. that'll prevent me from looking down as I type. it might get me electrocuted, but it's a small price to pay.

tomorrow I intend to actually get out of bed at a decent hour. I also plan to put actual clothes on, rather than just sit around in my pajamas. I want to go out in the snow. hopefully help me parents shovel out the cars so as not to get a ticket for obstructing the plows. also, jsut to play in it. snow is much fun. I shall never grow up. perhaps we can go sledding again.

have removed all sims remains from my computer. regained half my space. is nice to have it back, but sad to not have the sims. oh well.

hmm, wonder what else I can take apart. have a whole box of random computer stuff under my bed...

simply counting the seconds at 02:11 a.m. on Monday, February 17, 2003.




the hoppits (spelling purposeful) shake things up.

need a good laugh? check out bad LotR captions. is the funniest thing I have seen in a long time. woke my parents up with my laughing. and while we're at it...

Fire advise goggle
You think you're deep, tortured and misunderstood.
You're not, you're just incoherent and a bit
silly. Now you know.

What Lord of the Rings engrish subtitle are you?
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oh, how true that little summary is. anyway, moving on...

valentine's day ended up rather well, though it was a little rough getting to that point. but alas, I take what I can get.

my sister is re-playing Final Fantasy VII. well, she never really finished it the first time around, so I don't know if you'd count it as re-playing... but yeah, it is making me retrogressive too. everything does. but it hasn't made me sad yet, I just keep spouting memories beginning with "oh, I remember when I first..." that generally evolve into thoughts not about FFVII at all. I can't help my odd associations.

perhaps I shall play thru again too. everyone else seems to be. hmm.

yes, today it has been a year since aeris died in my sister's original game. that may or may not have something to do with why she started up again. I am not sure. in any case, she nearly started crying just watching the opening sequence w/ aeris in it.

I find this rather amusing. it is distracting to have her playing in here, though, because all my AOL sounds are from FFVII. so every time she saves her game I think a buddy has signed on. is very annoying. I dunno why she is playing on the regular playstation here in my room. she has the ps2 in her own room. it does not make sense. but not much does.

we are expecting much snow. I dunno. while over a foot of snow would be entertaining, it is not helping me any. there already is no school on monday. and then I have to wonder where everyone is and whether or not they are crashed and dead in their cars. hmph. well, not like I have any control over the weather anyway.

simply counting the seconds at 12:48 a.m. on Sunday, February 16, 2003.




it's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife.

in honour of this God-awful holiday, this entry will be written in this lovely colour. now, the theme song of the day that I was speaking of earlier this morning.

Hate Love Songs
Gwar


I hate love songs
And I hate lovers
I hate everything that I can't have so I hate you

I hate love songs
And I hate lovers
I hate everything that I can't have so I hate you

I hate movies
With happy endings
Like that one I saw where all the girls were beautiful like you
Like you
Like you
Like you

I hate wet dreams
And masturbation
I hate everything that feels good like sex with you

I hate flowers
And little birdies
Makes me wanna puke when I see something cuddly like you

I'm bored with your insanity
I'm too tired to smile at your stupidity
You've got the very best of me
Fell in love
Push came to shove
But you broke so easily

I love hate songs
'bout mass destruction
Other people's pain takes my mind off you

I love puppies
When they're road-kill
They're too cute too live, too cute to live
Like you

I'm bored with immortality
I'm too tired to stick it out for eternity
You've got the very best of me
Fell in love
Push came to shove
And you broke so easily

I hate love songs
I hate love songs
I hate love songs
I hate love songs
I hate love!
I hate love so I hate you

yes, I'd say that sums it up pretty well. if you change the gender references, that is. I could change the lyrics to better suit what I am intending it for, but no. I think it would be too easy to figure me out if I did that, and I don't wnat that to happen.

this song, by the way, was recommended to me by my dear friend who I still am not quite sure what to call here. thanks to him.

gotta go now, as I am in class.

simply counting the seconds at 10:38 a.m. on Friday, February 14, 2003.




horrible flamming death.

oh, it is officially that most dreaded of holidays. I have a song for this day, but I will post it much later. so thrilled that today has gotten off to such a great (sarcasm) start.

why does it seem to me that I all I seem to do anymore with certain people is fight? it upsets me. alot. alot.

simply counting the seconds at 12:05 a.m. on Friday, February 14, 2003.




I'm being stupid!

it is articles like this and this that make me feel safe. oi. my mum tells me that if it gets to where we are hiding in the basement, I am coming with them and not going thru with my "plans". ha, that's what she thinks. I will not cower in my own home. I will not!

the day has gone better than I expected, though I was a little disturbed by certain things... but yeah, today was good. and I got to drive a while, so that was cool.

survivor started tonite. I was excited by the thought of men against women, but I am highly disappointed by the women team. oi, what a bunch of wimps. I am glad they won the first challenge, that is good. but I am still ashamed of them.

simply counting the seconds at 10:31 p.m. on Thursday, February 13, 2003.




I'm gonna kiss some part of...

w00t! McDonald's accidentally gave me an extra hash brown. this has made my day thus far. it is very sad to get so excited over fried potato. I started cheering when I discovered it in the bottom of the bag, my dad looked at me like I was insane. ha, like he should talk, walking around the house "arrr..." -ing like a pirate. and they wonder where I get it from...

today the annoying guy had screenshot printouts of a program he designed. yes, he was actually carrying these around. and showing them to anyone who happened to come within three feet of him. it is good to be excited about programming, but really... that seems a little ridiculous to me. we had a programming test, it was really easy. I love calculation programming. it is challenging, but not overly so. just enough to be enjoyable. but I'm not carrying around printouts...

we had a delightful conversation about what a weekend this should be. we are anticipating the mother of all snow storms and/or a terrorist attack, according to my instructor. great. just what we need. more snow and horrible flesh-eating diseases. yay.

as far as all this duct tape and plastic junk that is all over... forget it. I will not block up my doors and windows. first of all, it is craziness. like that is really gonna protect us from much. second of all, even if it did, then what would we do? a few people properly protect themselves and the rest of the country dies. great. that sounds like fun. third, I refuse to give them the satisfaction. they already have done enough to my poor subconscious with the constant threat of death, I am not going to make my home look all silly with plastic and tape on top of that! it's just what they want. no, I already have plans for what I will do should a bio/chem attack come my way...

it is thursday. that is good, I like thursdays. but we shall see if today is a good one or not.

hmph, now I have this extra food and I am not very hungry. oh, the irony. well, sorta. I am tired, it is nap time. you know, I get more sleep in the afternoon than I do at night. how about that... odd.

stupid weather forcast. I am not sure if I want it to snow friday night or not. depends what is going on that night.

oh, so tired...

simply counting the seconds at 11:09 a.m. on Thursday, February 13, 2003.




the last three years...

have put on the CD Of Depressing Senior Songs. am going thru CD collection looking for good blog layout songs. am becoming increasingly more retrogressive. this is probably not a good thing. some of these songs I have to skip altogether, for fear of emotional breakdown. should have skipped "good bye to you" by Michelle Branch, but instead will post the lyrics. to me, this song IS graduation. it just sums up exactly what I was feeling and fearing and it's just...

Goodbye To You
Michelle Branch


Of all the things I've believed in
I just want to get it over with
Tears form behind my eyes
But I do not cry
Counting the days that pass me by

I've been searching deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old
It feels like I'm starting all over again
The last three years were just pretend
And I said,

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

I still get lost in your eyes
And it seems that I can't live a day without you
Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away
To a place where I am blinded by the light
But it's not right

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time
I want what's yours and I want what's mine
I want you
But I'm not giving in this time

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

The one thing that I tried to hold on to...

And when the stars fall
I will lie awake
You're my shooting star

oh, and another good one just came on, "I'll remember you" by Remy Zero. oh, this CD is BAD. (just the important snippets here)

I'll Remember You
Remy Zero


You'd sing all your little songs
That meant everything to me

And I'll remember you
And the things that we used to do
And the things that we used to say
I'll remember you that way

oh, and we can't forget "I Will Remember You" by Sarah McLachlan. (again, just the important parts)

I Will Remember You
Sarah MacLachlan


Remember the good times
That we had
We let them slip away from us when things got bad
How clearly I first saw you smiling in the sun
I could feel your warmth upon me
I want to be the one

I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don’t let you life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

I’m so tired but I can’t sleep
Standing on the edge of something much too deep
Its funny how we feel so much but cannot say a word
We are screaming inside but we can't be heard

I’m so afraid to love you but more afraid to lose
Clinging to a past that doesn’t let me choose

yeah, you can expect to see all these in layouts at some point. I am so very sad and pitiful.

simply counting the seconds at 12:09 a.m. on Thursday, February 13, 2003.




peanut butter filled dates.

saw sere's valentine's day entry and was gonna write up my own, but decided to wait until friday to tear into that particular holiday.

instead, I thought I'd first give everyone some great news. here is a snippet of an email I recieved from CNN today:

-- North Korea has untested ballistic missile capable of reaching the U.S. West Coast, CIA director George Tenet says.
my father and I were just discussing this very point the other day. well, if you want to call it discussing... anyway, he was saying that all my worrying over n. korea was just silly because they are "all the way over there". so what difference does it make what weapons they have? well, I have informed him of this new information, and still he says it's not a big deal. so they hit the west coast. it won't damage his house. this from the man who still shouts about the WTC disaster. the conversation was pretty much over after that intelligent remark because I stopped listening to his "reasoning", if you really want to call it that. oi, these people I live with.

my next topic is just as cheerful. I was watching 60 minutes II this evening, and they had a segment on about assisted suicide. I am all for this idea. I mean, we do it to animals. why not give humans the same opportunity? I mean, come on. if you were 81 years old, your wife was dead, you had no children, and a disease that was slowly killing you whta would you really have to live for? it's not fair to make people suffer thru this sort of thing. I wouldn't want to stick around. and besides, it's your life. it shouldn't really matter what the conditions are. if you don't want to be here anymore, who am I to stop you? well, unless you are a friend of mine, but that isn't really the point I'm trying to make. my mum thinks it is awful, and that people are made to endure the suffering they are given for a reason. this may be, but still. if you don't want to, then don't. not that I am condoning suicide, mind you. that's not my intent either. it is hard to explain exactly what I mean.

it was odd to see the interview with the man who was going to do it. he would be dead in an hour, and he was perfectly calm and at peace with this. it is strange to think that one minute you are here and the next you are not.

that's the end of my serious messages in this post, you can start paying attention again.

started networking II today. it is better than networking I in that we actually get to work with the computers now. that makes me very happy. the annoying guy was in full form today, going on about his connection and his website and his network at home... as usual. I try to not pay attention to him, but it is very hard. we had our first lab today. it was good. my partner and I were done first. hmm, how about that. not the highly annoying guy, but me. imagine. and all without going into extensive detail for the class about how I did the settings for my home network and it's 100 GB hard drive. hmm.

my mood, for any concerned parties, is a bit better than it was when I wrote last night. it could still be improved upon, but there isn't much I can do about that right now. oh well. we shall see what happens.

took this test today. found the results rather interesting.

How evil are you?

hmph. and I actually answer honestly, I didn't pick all of the intentionally evil answers. how very odd. and slightly disturbing. pure evil? me? nah...

mwahahahahahahahaha...

simply counting the seconds at 10:36 p.m. on Wednesday, February 12, 2003.




I don't have a shirt on.

oh, my mood has gone down drastically. I can think of two, no three, reasons for this. none of these are going to be directly spoken about here. well, maybe one of them will.

see, my stack of pictures from senior year were tipping precariously towards the side of the desk. afraid they would fall off, I went to re-arrange them. well, this re-arranging quickly turned to me looking at my pictures. this is never good. I see all of those pictures of me and my friends... sure, I still get together with my friends, but back then I got to see them every day. none of this wondering if I am gonna get a chance to talk to them before the end of the week... oh, I am veering towards the other two subjects...

one of the other subjects I have been forbidden to be bitter about, as I have mentioned before. this has not stopped these bad feelings from coming, however. argh.

and valentine's day, though that sorta ties in somewhat with the other subjects. I hate that day. bitter, bitter, bitter. jealous, jealous, jealous. sad, sad, sad. oh, the spiral begins.

do we have some lyrics? perhaps I can find something. "spin" would go well here, but I always use that one. can't help it, it has become a new theme song of mine. yes. eh, I can't find anything else. so forget it. good bye.

simply counting the seconds at 12:50 a.m. on Wednesday, February 12, 2003.




can't get enough

on the radio I just heard sixpence none the richer singing "don't dream it's over". I am not sure how I feel about this. that is one of my favorite songs ever. it simply shouldn't be tampered with. while I am all for an 80s comeback, I do not like my favorite songs being redone. some have been successful, like "smooth criminal" and "blue monday". those were good remakes. this? eh. it is okay, sound-wise. I think it is just the fact that I loved the orignial so much that makes me dislike it. but I don't really know if her voice lends itself well to this song... I will have to hear it more before I pass final judgement.

on the subject of 80s music and my favorite songs... did you see the "now leaving childhood" commercial for the saturn ion? well, there is a second one I saw for the first time last night. it is a bunch of teenagers all dressed up in formal dance clothes. the song "forever young" by alphaville is playing in the background. the sign this time says "now leaving high school". oh my God! this song is on my CD Of Depressing Senior Songs. just hearing it can bring me to tears, depending on how sad or retrogressive I am feeling at the time. this commercial makes it at least ten times worse. combined w/ the whole thought of prom and my feelings towards it, plus seeing the actual words "now leaving high school"... oh, it is terrible. my mum says it's not depressing, just sentimental. I have been known to confuse the two in the past. but this is definately depresing. luckily, with the ion, you can simply turn off the road and avoid growing up. for this reason, the saturn ion is my new car of choice. yes, I am now saving up for one. well, okay, so I haven't actually put any money aside, but when I get a car, that's what it will be. a saturn ion.

boy do I wish I had a cat. well, not a cat. my cat. but he is quite dead. *sigh*

simply counting the seconds at 11:20 a.m. on Tuesday, February 11, 2003.




"did you see the pool? they flipped the bitch!"

oh, I do so love clone high.

I uninstalled the sims last night. I am rapidly running out of hard drive space. it was a choice between the sims or photoshop, and since I got the computer for CGI work to begin with... it was terrible, I almost had an asthma attack. oh, I miss it already. well, when I get myself a job and a massive new hard drive I will put it back in. but God only knows when that will be. I just can't get myself hired. should stop thinking on this subject before I start feeling sad and dejected again. already having dreams of replacement...

on a lighter note, thor had informed me that a number of my friends do in fact have poor enough eyesight to keep them from the draft. this is very good news, as I don't feel much like chopping off the limbs of my friends right now.

the snow amounted to nothing, thankfully enough. but now it has iced over and I am worried for the safety of a number of my friends who have not appeared online as of yet. nor do I think some of them shall. so I will just sit around and worry until I hear from them next. *sigh* oh, the joys of being paranoid.

I am watching a show called vets in practice. I enjoy vet shows, except that I always cry when they put cats to sleep. not any other animals, just cats. silly animals, making me cry still. is all Virgo's fault. 4 years, and I still get all upset... I have so many issues.


I am infinity

You may worship me,
but from afar

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what number are you?

this quiz by orsa


eh, pretty accurate I'd say. I love how very true these little internet quizes are sometimes. I love these little internet quizes in general. got a whole bunch of them stock piled, just to put in here. aren't you excited?

simply counting the seconds at 11:12 p.m. on Monday, February 10, 2003.




"...remember i was suppose to stop you from doing thigns like that..."

snow in the forcast again. but I don't have school anyway tomorrow, so it will be nothing but an annoyance. I am too lazy to go to the window and see if it has started yet, so I guess I won't know til tomorrow morning.

have I ever mentioned how much I dislike sundays? such a pointless day of the week. I do nothing but sleep til near dinner time. I hate relaxing! I am still wearing my pajamas. no reason to put clothes on, not leaving the house. and there is really no threat of a random friend drop-by, since I just had one yesterday and the day before that. blah.

so, about "dragonfly"...

overall, a good movie. it also (like "signs") had spiritual undertones, but that was made apparent in the previews. not to mention that it was more the supernatural type of spiritual. as you may or may not know, I am very much into the supernatural. so this was right up my alley.

it wasn't really scary, nor was it jumpy. it was, hmm, I guess maybe you could call it suspencful. that's what the back of the box said. there were creepy moments.

I thought it was predictable, but I think that was just me. the rest of my family didn't seem to have a clue. I won't ruin it, cuz it really is a good ending. finally.

it was sad, too. not sad enough to make me cry, but enough to be disturbing. I don't like moments in movies where people are remembering dead loved ones. too close to my overwhelming fears of losing people. I mean, I know no-onoe wants to lose their loved ones, but I go overboard w/ worry... I am getting off subject.

as I said earlier, it is a good movie. I would suggest you go see it, but not if you are looking for a scary ghost movie w/ mass killing. cuz this is not that type of movie at all.
know what I;ve noticed? now that it's closer to valentine's day, there are condom commercials all over the TV. and during regualr hours on regular channels. it amuses me. alot of things do.

wanna see a funny link? read this rendition of "be our guest" from Beauty & the Beast. is very entertaining. and so true.

hmm. I was gonna rant about the draft again, but I'll save it. I haven't thought more than a few seconds about that subject for at least a half an hour, and would rather not start up again. how bad do your eyes have to be to get out of it... ack! ::pointedly does not think about the draft::

here, a quiz. everyone loves a quiz!


Are you damned?

Though you are leaving this life in God's grace, you haven't quite been able to stop youself from sinning. Our God is an angry God, and requires that you serve your time in limbo before you pass through the pearly gates. Some theologians believe that while you are resting here you won't know that eventually you will reach heaven, causing terrible doubts and hopeless speculation. Good luck.


hmph. well, serves me right I guess. that's what happens when you drink in front of Jesus.

simply counting the seconds at 11:32 p.m. on Sunday, February 9, 2003.




la di da

am feeling better now. which is good. put up interesting little link at the secret lair. that will teach you to click links w/ out paying attention. whee!!

went driving today. went rather unwell. I have, in the last three days, developed a strong aversion to stop signs. not to mention I don't know my right from my left. it is a problem. and I have decided that taking sharp turns at fast speeds (which, for me, are 25-30 mph sadly enough) is incredibly fun, much to the dismay of my mother. poor dear, gripping the door. I really doubt the car is going to flip. but I crossed my first large street w/ a stoplight, which was much excitingness. yeah, making up words. I didn't kill anyone, so I guess it cam still be counted as success, ne? of course.

I love coming home from the store and finding random friends on my front steps. this is not sarcasm, I am quite serious. makes my day. also, random friends showing up at 10 at night (such as last night) to take me away is also very good. yay for random friends!

my parents have rented "dragonfly". I hope it is good. either way you, my trusty readers (all 2-4 of you), will prolly be getting a review sometime soon. yeah. I love reviews.

I am so very bored. it is funny, I think, how I do near nothing all the time, yet my entries have a tendency to go on forever and ever. I can stretch out nothingness for pages and pages.

I am hungry. must find snackfood.

simply counting the seconds at 08:07 p.m. on Saturday, February 8, 2003.




...now it's all I got.

I have an anxious, discontent feeling. usually it would have been easily done away with, but no. it has only been made worse...

you know what annoys me? well, alot. but right now I am speaking of when I go to my favorite lyrics site, type in an artist name, and get the following message:

This artist does not want it's lyrics to be posts on the internet. We respect this decision and have removed the lyrics from our archive.
now, I can understand an artist not wanting their music available for download on the internet (not that I really pay any mind to that, either), but what harm is having the lyrics up really gonna do? it drives me nuts to not know for certain what the singer is saying. so for God's sake, just let me see the dman (not spelled correctly on purpose) lyrics!

luckily, I have plenty of other lyrics links. I usually hit this one if the previously mentioned one doesn't have what I need, but it's database isn't nearly as large and you can only search easily by artist. but alas, what can you do?

hmph.

simply counting the seconds at 01:16 p.m. on Saturday, February 8, 2003.




sheeping sleepless

clone high is an awesome show. for the uninformed, it is an animated show about a high school made up of teenage clones of famous people. I know it osunds stupid, I thought so too. but it's really good. I find it strange how such a far-fetched show could be so realistic. as far as situations go, anyway. that might be why I like it so much, because of the way... yeah. in any case, go watch it. on MTV. check your local listings.

ew, a week until valentines day. ::is bitter:: oh, where is the justice?

know what is annoying? movie listings.

I gotta go take a shower now.

simply counting the seconds at 2:11 am on Friday, February 7, 2003.




downward spiral into death.

it is snowing. again. I am sick of snow. it has lost its spark. if it's not enough to close school, it's nothing but an annoyance.

I am having an issue. I have been forbidden from having negative feelings about it, but since they are still there I will at least refrain from writing about them.

instead, I will write about (amazingly enough) about the state of our country. earlier today when I signed on to AOL, I read an article about the threat of N. Korea. here's my favorite quote:

''The United States says that after Iraq, we are next,'' the paper quoted Ri as saying, ''but we have our own countermeasures. Pre-emptive attacks are not the exclusive right of the U.S.''

isn't that reasssuring? I thought so. but it is true. how fair is it that we can just go around attakcing people and calling it "pre-emptive" and not expect other countries to not do the same? this was all well and good on its own, but when I signed on tonite I found this pleasant message from CNN (yeah, I get emailed news updates. I like to be informed.):
-- State Department issues worldwide caution to Americans abroad, warning of heightened threat of terror attacks including possible use of chemical or biological agents.

yay! bio/chem acts of terrorism. now, I know they upgrade our change of terror all the time and nothing happens, but it still upsets me. I don't want to die writhing in the street while my skin melts off.

but there's nothing I can do about it. nothing I can do about anything. not at all. ::is sad:: I hope we don't have school tomorrow.

simply counting the seconds at 11:00 p.m. on Thursday, February 6, 2003.




22

22 days, sere?!! tres bien!! ::dances:: wow, I am doing alot of dancing here in class. my classmates are beginning to stare...

simply counting the seconds at 10:28 a.m. on Wednesday, February 5, 2003.




ohh, ahh

look! an entry from school! yes, I am in my Networking I class. in spite of all my flipping out, I have gotten everything done ahead of time. and I got a 90% on the test I was certain I was gonna fail. w00t. go me, go me! ::dances::

now all I have to do is download AIM here, and I'll be set. how cool would that be, to harass my friends from school...

as you can see, I did update the left column. now I have to build up the right. I have plenty of random links to put up, so don't worry. there will be plenty.

I have some things I want to address here, in this blog, but I don't think I ought to start them now while I'm here in class. both my main topics are pretty heavy, and I don't want to have to stop and pay attention in the middle of viscious ranting.

that would be bad.

simply counting the seconds at 10:20 a.m. on Wednesday, February 5, 2003.




update

well, it's almost finished. I will be adding more junk to the left column at a later time. prolly tonite. yeah. ::goes to sleep::

simply counting the seconds at 12:52 p.m. on Tuesday, February 4, 2003.




w00t!!!

mwahahahahahaha! finally, a new layout. oh, it was giving me such problems. and I am so very tired. but now it is done, and I can go to sleep. yay!!! ::dances::

simply counting the seconds at 12:47 p.m. on Tuesday, February 4, 2003.






Empress Kyra V.
a nut of hazel // member of the fellowship of the stick // guardian of the peaznats // protector of the secret lair // safe keeper of the bathroom
 
 

there is a thin line between genius and insanity. I have run screaming across that line, with my arms flailing wildly in the air. this page is a bit of what results from the madness.


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