Life has gotten slightly better since my last post. Mostly because today was the last day of school before winter break. Me being back to the reallyy bright orange is making a statement, hopefully.
I have a few things to be happy about, to be honest. I'll start with the most recent I guess.
-I Am Legend
Not the best thing to be happy about, but it was an amazing movie. As one of my friends put it, it was scary, sad, and humorous all at the same time. I have to say, I found it to be very, very creepy, but maybe because that's just me. haha.
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I've gotta jet, but I'll post as soon as possible. Let's see how life rolls out from here.....
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
So Sick of it All.
Life lately has not been good. At all.
My best friend is on the brink of suicide, my grades are falling out completely, my illness, which anyone who reads this blog knows nothing of, is getting worse, I'm not sure if the boy I love loves me back, my father is becoming an overbearing asshole, my choral director has turned into a complete bitch, the accompanist for the chorus has been sexually inappropriate towards me, and I'm ready to pound in every single underclassmen that goes to my school, and the list just goes on.
The worst part about it is that I have no one to talk to about how I feel. Initially, that is why I made this blog. And it still is the main reason that I have it. I can dish out on here without having to worry about anything. I guess I just want someone to listen, or to just get it all out somewhere, anywhere.
I wonder to myself sometimes, what would my friends do if they lived my life? Would they have already killed themselves? Why haven't I done that yet, I wonder sometimes. It's funny. I've never once 'cut' myself or drank or done drugs to 'make my problems go away', and the problems I have in my life personally are pretty damn messed up. Yet, my friends, who have your everyday problems, feel the need to get drunk, cut and hurt themselves.
I don't want to be strong. I don't want to fortify myself against everything. I can't cry anymore, but that is all I want to do sometimes, but I just can't.
Agh, I don't have time to finish this. I have way too much work to do.
Later,
Vesper
My best friend is on the brink of suicide, my grades are falling out completely, my illness, which anyone who reads this blog knows nothing of, is getting worse, I'm not sure if the boy I love loves me back, my father is becoming an overbearing asshole, my choral director has turned into a complete bitch, the accompanist for the chorus has been sexually inappropriate towards me, and I'm ready to pound in every single underclassmen that goes to my school, and the list just goes on.
The worst part about it is that I have no one to talk to about how I feel. Initially, that is why I made this blog. And it still is the main reason that I have it. I can dish out on here without having to worry about anything. I guess I just want someone to listen, or to just get it all out somewhere, anywhere.
I wonder to myself sometimes, what would my friends do if they lived my life? Would they have already killed themselves? Why haven't I done that yet, I wonder sometimes. It's funny. I've never once 'cut' myself or drank or done drugs to 'make my problems go away', and the problems I have in my life personally are pretty damn messed up. Yet, my friends, who have your everyday problems, feel the need to get drunk, cut and hurt themselves.
I don't want to be strong. I don't want to fortify myself against everything. I can't cry anymore, but that is all I want to do sometimes, but I just can't.
Agh, I don't have time to finish this. I have way too much work to do.
Later,
Vesper
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Being Creepy Much?
I wrote this a couple of weeks ago while watching a Nostradamus documentary on the History channel. It's kind of creepy, and I'm not done with it, but I don't when I'll finish it, if I finish it.
---And for all of you Indians out there, Happy Bhai Beech, Saal Mubarak, and Happy Diwali!
Nostradamus:
How does he do it?
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we are in the middle of a change of the ages. the beginning of a new era and peoples. this new age, is composed of nothing but bitter hatred and war. the cries of children and women rape the face of every continent. the voices of bullets piercing the hearts of men
can be heard around the corner in almost any major city, anywhere in the world.
it is unfair that our fates shall meet us so soon. that we shall all burn in the midst of a hellish chaos? when will it come? who will be struck first?
the number of extremists rising is unmatched. the future war that is coming on is luminous with black candles and flames. slashed swords strike every body, every body an evil snake. he who strikes, bears a face no different. we are all the victims of martyrs alike, we will all burn under the tree of life. fearing the one symbol, unheard of, we cringe at the very image, shivers down our spines.
Told you it was creepy.
Ok, I'm out. Got LOTSS of work to do. I don;t think I'll finish it all either. I need a savior today. BLahhhhHHHHHH.
---And for all of you Indians out there, Happy Bhai Beech, Saal Mubarak, and Happy Diwali!
Nostradamus:
How does he do it?
----
we are in the middle of a change of the ages. the beginning of a new era and peoples. this new age, is composed of nothing but bitter hatred and war. the cries of children and women rape the face of every continent. the voices of bullets piercing the hearts of men
can be heard around the corner in almost any major city, anywhere in the world.
it is unfair that our fates shall meet us so soon. that we shall all burn in the midst of a hellish chaos? when will it come? who will be struck first?
the number of extremists rising is unmatched. the future war that is coming on is luminous with black candles and flames. slashed swords strike every body, every body an evil snake. he who strikes, bears a face no different. we are all the victims of martyrs alike, we will all burn under the tree of life. fearing the one symbol, unheard of, we cringe at the very image, shivers down our spines.
Told you it was creepy.
Ok, I'm out. Got LOTSS of work to do. I don;t think I'll finish it all either. I need a savior today. BLahhhhHHHHHH.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Hi.
हेल्लो.
^^Hello.
So, this is my first blog. Duh.
I'm not sure what exactly I'll write in here, but it will most likely be stuff that I either would like to rant about, or stuff that is semi to very important to me, or what is around me. [Haha, that sounds conceited... sorry. =/]
My guess, for now, is that I'm going to remain anonymous on here, so that I can be free with what I write.
No worries, I'm not going to leash out with death threats and racism. Haha.. wow..... that would be badd. I'm thinking it will be more along the lines of me giving you my life story without you knowing who I actually am.
Alright, time to run with it.
Peace easy~
^^Hello.
So, this is my first blog. Duh.
I'm not sure what exactly I'll write in here, but it will most likely be stuff that I either would like to rant about, or stuff that is semi to very important to me, or what is around me. [Haha, that sounds conceited... sorry. =/]
My guess, for now, is that I'm going to remain anonymous on here, so that I can be free with what I write.
No worries, I'm not going to leash out with death threats and racism. Haha.. wow..... that would be badd. I'm thinking it will be more along the lines of me giving you my life story without you knowing who I actually am.
Alright, time to run with it.
Peace easy~
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