I made it up and I just think athat this could be the sign of a great start. Playing piano is fun.
thank very much.
]]>I've survived about three weeks without a bad emo-itis attack!!! And to celebrate I adopted a kitten on her way to be put to sleep. I named her Element. I'll take a few pictures later. I am sxcited that she didn't need any training to use the litterbox and I've found a way my dad won't get sick from her.
Aside from that absolutely everything is just dandy. I just realized I haven't really been socializing much, though. To fix that I'll find a friend to go see Clue, The Musical with me Friday or Saturday at the Ruffin.
Even my frined who's to be moving isn't leaving anytime soon (but it's funny how they are trying to get out of here quickly, as if someone is after them) because they have to sell their house first. I've made one new friend and talked to an old one.
Things are just so great-even the weather is happy. I absolutely love Summer. Tommorow I'll be at the DMV (in Covington) to get my permit, that is, as long as I can get one of those retarded slips of paper from the school today.
Looks like I've got to go be happy somewhere else!
]]>I made it up and I just think athat this could be the sign of a great start. Playing piano is fun.
thank very much.
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Okay so usually special days aren't so special at my house.
On New Years we just go to church in hopes that starting off in prayer will bring great experiences, yet we do the same thing every Sunday.
On Valentines Day mom gets chocolate and I sneak into it because she's always dieting anyway.
Nobody cares about St. Patrick's day anywho.
I think easter is in April and even then..so?
I forget all of the holidays after that-they're so forgotten (okay all but Hollween, the 4th, VERY FEW birthdays and Christmas).
Where was I? Oh, yeah well this Fathers' Day I will change how the Kerr family thinks of hoildays. I;'m going to...GIVE A GIFT!!! or maybe CELEBRATE!!!
Most people hand over ties and mugs, but I'll give an original gift!...just after I think of one.
[crickets chirping]
Well I'll get back to you on that.
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Do you want to know one of the reasons WHY I HATE orange? Because It means "constant/steady/NEVER CHANGING" and if you hate it it is supposed to mean you can't STAND BEING BORED. Well my mom is leaving for California to stay and care for her Grandma for two weeks. It will be my dad and I. My dad works from way early in the morning to six in the afternoon (well he gets home around that time) which means I'll be home alone for two weeks.
this means:
1. I can't go any where. because I don't have my liscence (sp?). No one even lives near me.
2. I can't do anything. My house can be so boring.
3. I can just sit and get online or watch TV...or disturb the neighbors.
But on the bright side I can:
1. buy a musical instrument and become a musical genius (why, that sounds musical).
2. knit like a madwoman.
3. stalk friends (by phone)
4. try not to go schizophrenic and commit suicide from booming silence (not to make fun of my schizophrenic cousin).
It could be like house arrest. Mabye I could watch my neighbors and discover they are actually killers. come to think of it I am well-acquanted with all of my neighboors except one house. They DO look really strange and they were the one family that didn't smile or anything while we Christmas carrolled and handed them baked goods (yes, we did that).
Who knows? I think I am going to find some friends to hang out with and some really great books. who knows? I could have an educational experience????...you educational in the Summer time that's not NERDY at all.
ugh. Now I feel like this will be like hybernation or being on a deserted island-with no cannibals. OHH! What if I get a pet? Then I wouldn't be bored and I'd feel loved. Needed. There is an ad for a rescued cat that needs a home and I love cats... but my dad says he's allergic.
I'll ask anywho.
I will SURVIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But until then I'll buy books, borrow movies (mine suck-no one watches movies here), learn to play piano/keyboard (we've both), find games I can play by myself, get binoculars and just stock up.
But that would be really cool if one of those places I turned in job applications to would hire me and save me from this summer bummer...okay, I've only turned in one application, but I'M TRYING.
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2. Jotting down thoughts in many different ways
3. Knitting up cute things that brighten up smiles
4. Traveling with family then staying for a while
5. Smashing up bugs that cross my path
6. Solving all algebra 'cause I love math
7. Watching the stars alone every night
8. Annoying all people with all of my might
These are a few of my favorite things
When the lightning strikes
When the [tardy] bell rings
When I am emo
I simply remember my favorite things and then can't relate to screamos
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If you had to write your autobiography in 6 words, what would you write?
Submitted by mitzie.
I laughed, lived, learned and loved...and knitted.
I'm clearing out the guest room because we dropped off my neice with her parents. Now I am unsure whether to turn it into a library or game room or what. What kind of room would you transform your boring guest room into? There is always an office.
Aside from that matter, my sister and her husband have settled in a lovely house in Germany. She says, however there are bugs EVERYWHERE and no airconditioning yet AND no screens on the windows, resulting in her opening the windows in order to get air and bugs coming and going as they please. Good thing I gave her Lacey, my dog, because she eats bugs. Gross, I know
^is a male european house spider. Yum.
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There has been so much going on lately, but I'll just state what's on my mind now: my To Do list.
1. Get a Job. I am going to get a butt load of applications to fill out and then turn in in order to look at my options. yesterday I asked someone at Dollar General for an application (I'm not picky) and she said you have to be at least eighteen. This shocked me because I've known people that worked there at seventeen. I am suspiscious she just doesn't like me, so my friend (who looks WAY older) is going to ask her again and if she gets an application I will get to the bottom of this.
2. Stay in shape. Yesterday I walked a good two miles and today I am going to walk more. I could sooo be a New Yorker-walking is a fun way to just think.
3. Get a heathly sleep routine. I have trouble getting to sleep, so I am going to start meditating before bed. And I am going to arrange my room so I can feel more relaxed. If I don't, the "aliens"* in the attic will keep me up all night.
*Maybe it's really angels, but either way there are actual footsteps up there at night. And in the day. It gets creepy. Like just last night I was on the phone when I heard someone come into my room ( you know that high pitched sound and the feeling?) And my house phone clicked off for no reason. I called my buddy back and I heard those clicking noises like on the baby monitor on Signs...wait that wasn't relevant. Oh well.
4. Knit presents for Aaron and Ashley for a house warming gift. My sister is in her house in Germany, so I am giving them homemade house warming gifts.
5. Study for the ACT. In small daily measurements, I'll practice. Today I am using the practice booklet and I'll time myself. I've also got to learn the basics of trigonometry. Whatever that is.
6. Get my permit (I keep on putting this one on hold- A LOT of things come up). More studying, 'tis all.
Oh, and that emo-itis? Still have it. Last "Occurrance" was yesterday. It was bad. A friend sad it sounded like depression, but I don't think so(I still have motivation). It's still scary, but I've been living with it.
Well it's off walking before I get too tired. If you're commenting, tell me your summer goals.
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I found this article online at http://www.everything2.org/index.pl?node_id=158837
I have wondered about this topic quite often and I am now motivated to actually write about it. My topic is basically this: Swearing, cursing, profanity, whatever you want to call it, should not be considered bad.
Through my many years of life Its become apparent to me that swearing has become part of my vocabulary. In part because at one time it was dangerous to swear and currently because darn and shoot just don't seem to cut it. I was doing some thinking and decided what's the big deal anyway, everyone does it and a relatively small portion of people I hang out with are bothered by it. As a generation I think that we are sophisticated and intelligent enough so that we have been able to overcome the taboo that is swearing. Now I guess society could be blamed but I'm not sure blame is necessary. If you consider that the Baby Boomer generation overcame the taboo of sex this is not a big deal. There is "sex" on television these days I say "sex" because it's usually implied. When I see two adults under the covers and at just the right time they cut to a new scene I generally get the idea that they had sex.
So I wonder, "What is so horrible about a few measly words?" No one gets upset if you scream out "ARRRGGG!" so why do they act so shocked if you drop the "f-bomb" (I have decided not to swear out of courtesy). If I could I would perform a study on this subject but I obviously don't have the time. The best I can do is theorize that if people would not be shocked by such language, there would be no such language. Yet I also believe that such a scenario is not likely to happen because, some one will always find a way to shock and disgust people whether or not by words alone.
This brings me to a perplexing question: "Why do humans get shocked in the first place?" Some might say it's because we are the only hyper-intelligent being on Earth or even the universe (that's another paper entirely). I'm not sure that I can accept that, when modern man was still in it's infancy, I don't believe we got shocked by anything that others may have, well, grunted or physically done. I think that this whole taboo around swearing came about because of the way we now live our lives. I believe that most people have something lodged in a very uncomfortable place and that they need to pull it out so that they can finally sit and relax. In other words people are too uptight these days.
So in a nut shell, I think that people should be allowed to socially swear without worry. I also believe that day will never come because when we can accept today's current profanity some one with just come up with more. And that in general people desperately need to relax and have a time to unwind.
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This subject was inspired by a conversation with a friend of mine. To sum up the reading on this page, cursing was a form of witch craft. However God himself and Jesus (I added that one) did it in the Bible. Why don't Christians do it? I know this sounds dumb, but still. It's not witchcraft anymore (the kind I'm talking about)and I bet there were a lot of things that were considered such in those times. And all it is is saying a few words.
But then again in the bible there are a lot of places where it says basically, to watch your tongue. And, true the bible didn't really curse-no words are out of context that I've seen.
Cursing is basically wishing misfortune on someone(the kind I am not talking about).
But what about saying "Fuck" when you spill lemon basil paint on your shoe? It's just like saying "Darn". And does that mean you burn eternally in hell just for mumbling it? I was just thinking...
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Fears. Mine? Needles. And guess who has to face it if she was to visit her beloved family in Germany? I shudder at these sentences. Most people in my family share this fear. My dad had some kind of accident and couldn't bare to to see the IV in his arm.
That was the one time I saw him shed a tear.
My sister almost jumped out of the window when she was way younger, but the doctor caught her.
When I was still in elementary, I ran out of his office and down the hall. I was upset that no one even bothered chasing me, but then I realized I couldn't drive and I didn't know the way home, so I had to turn back. They were waiting for me.
Yes, this is the girl who hypervinalates when she gets a PPD. It took 30 minutes for me to calm down-I had to lie to myself and say it was a mosquito bite.
Ugh.
Unless I don't have to get my shots again. I mean, we could get my records- I probably won't have to do anything, really. On to happier matters...
Yesterday I got home and mom wanted to take me shopping. I didn't want to go. Imean, why? I have more than enough clothes-why else would I give them away to those who need them or sow them into purses? WHAT ELSE WOULD CLUTTER MY CLOSET??? But she said i had to go and I had to get at least one thing.
We went some place new she'd heard about. It was in the ghetto. You know, where you get knock-off name brand stuff? There was a really nice store I don't remember the name, but I got a purse and a bra and then walked into a beauty store for nail polish.
That was it. But the whole time I felt like a mom because my neice was with me and there were a lot of moms there, too. Ahneesah kept giving attidtude and that may have deceived people too, but oh well. It's not like I'll see them again and they'll be all "hey, weren't you that teen mother I saw attempting to punish your child for her attitude?"
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