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Me and my sisters went in our pool for a swim. Nothing bad about that right? I was splashing them and we were having a good time. Until, I saw him. Reggie Allen, a boy from the house across the street. Rude, mean, and a total perv. He's horny and he's only 13! >.< What a b*****d! He was wearing some cool pants, so I sprayed him and told him to get lost. Then I go in my house, and go into our jacuzzi. That made me feel much better. Until....my mom came home and saw I was using it. She doesn't like that very much. Still, I enjoyed it while it lasted. Maybe later I can invite some of my friends over for a swim. If we can get Reggie to back off! gonk
Zayoshi · Sun May 29, 2005 @ 07:23pm · 0 Comments |
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Flying Across The Heavens |
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Flying Across The Heavens
Flying across the heavens, soaring across the sky, it's always been my dream, to learn how to fly.
When I wake up, I cry, knowing what's to come, knowing my life is terrible, making my heart numb.
Just as a lot of others do, I wish to be free, free from the pain of life, I hate being me.
I'm sick of all the fighting, and the bad things we do, if only this would end, making me free too.
One day I'll learn to fly, and fly away from here, and once I'm gone, I'll have nothing left to fear.
But for now I'll stay put, I know I'm not ready, I'm to young to go on my own, I have to learn to fly steady.
The sky is a blood red color, it's sunset, about to be night, now I'll let you teach me, give me your gift of flight.
Zayoshi · Tue May 17, 2005 @ 08:04pm · 1 Comments |
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Losing A Piece Of My Soul |
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Losing A Piece Of My Soul
I came to you the hour I was in pain Looking for answers, I cried to you in vain.
I shared the many skeletons hiding in my heart, I knew then you'd be my friend, I knew it from the start.
Troubles ran like rivers, flowing through my life, You picked the pieces up and help me through my strife.
When home wasn't home to me any more, You opened up your heart, and opened up the door.
We cried into night until the early morn. We solaced each other's pain and shared our many thorns.
As time flew, the air grew thick, I saw our friendship fading, and my heart grew sick.
The day had arrived, When it was time to say goodbye.
Now I sit alone, reminiscing the past I'd blown.
Zayoshi · Mon May 16, 2005 @ 08:35pm · 2 Comments |
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Going to church like I do every sunday. I just have an urge to hit something right now. I keep thinking something bad is going to happen today. I am still having lack of sleep. +Sigh+ Is it just the stress? How come sometimes people just know what is going to happen? Like one time, we went to a carnival, and my friend wouldn't go on one roller coaster, and she always stayed a good distance from it. I asked her why but she just shook her head. Then we went on a few other rides, and we went on the ferris wheel out of boredom to see the roller coaster broke. Could my friend predicted the danger? Or could she have saw something wrong? But if that's the case, then why didn't the people who work on it notice, and why didn't my friend tell why? Ususally she would. I know a lot of people have these moments, where some how they're just able, without reason, know what's going to happen. I'll go to my church, but I keep thinking something is going to happen. gonk
Zayoshi · Sun May 15, 2005 @ 01:38pm · 2 Comments |
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People at school put the label "goth" on me. I don't want to be labled anymore! LABELS BELONG ON FOOD PRODUCTS! I'm tired of being called "goth" or "tomboy" or whatever. I'm a person, I'm me, that's it. It's like the people at school are deciding who I am. Everyone is different, and you can't put a person in a certain category. Each one has their own category, and only they can place themselves in it. I go to school and mention the words "Life sucks" or something bad happens and I say "I'm gonna kill myself" then they judge me and call me goth. If I bring make-up, or something for maybe a school concert, then suddenly they call me girly. I be smart, then they call me a nerd. I play sports with my friend, they call me a tomboy. What the ********?! Why do people have to label me if I fall into all these "labels" I just want to be me, and no one understands that here. Then I deny being any of these labels, and they say I'm in denial of myself. I can't be in denial of myself if all I want to do is be myself! Why can't I just be me for a change? Atleast my friends understand, everyone else is to busy wondering up what to call me next. Maybe some rude jerks will comment in here calling me a freak or something. I hate the world!
Zayoshi · Sun May 15, 2005 @ 04:25am · 2 Comments |
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Stayed up for four days strait. I CAN'T GET ANY SLEEP! I just wonder why. Usually when I want to go to sleep, I fall asleep right away. Maybe it's just the stress I've been having. So many big tests, family problems, my friends have been fighting putting me in the middle, and my dance recital is coming soon. Yeah....I dance..... Anyway, I keep hearing howling outside. Wondering if it's some animals from the woods or if it's just my three dogs. I don't care any more. It's just that I've been thinking of random subjects ever since my sleeping problem. My friend Jordan got tired of my complaining, and stupidly, he hit me in the head hoping I would pass out. I fell, but once again, I was still awake. I give up. Whatever caused my sleeping problem, I guess I'll find out eventually. gonk
Zayoshi · Sat May 14, 2005 @ 07:27pm · 1 Comments |
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Trying to get my sister to leave me alone....again. She's been extra clingy latley. She's suffered a 'bad expieriance' a while ago and is very clingy on me now. She's been following me and everything. I feel bad for her but, it is getting annoying. I try to console her, be there for her, but not all the time. I mean come on! Luckily she can't read. As I'm typing thins now she is clinging to my left leg asking if she can sleep in my room cause she's scared. She's also been clingy around her other little friends, and other members of my family. Poor kid....still, I wish I had my personal space back. Is it fair? I don't want to sound foolish.
Zayoshi · Sat May 07, 2005 @ 02:58am · 7 Comments |
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Well, just another day when nothing happens. The little kids that had been at my sisters birthday party on Sunday won't leave me alone! They're glomping me, hugging me, squeezing me, and it kind of gets annoying. One boy glomped me and hugged me to hard. Strong little boy! Then later I go to my friend Raven's house, and what do I see? Her damn little brother, waiting there, also to glomp me to death. +Sigh+ Then, I get home, and my two hyper little sisters glomp me. By then I got pretty used to it. Then they started asking me really dumb questins like "Will you count to 100 for me?" or "Kylie, how do you make a baby?" And of course some of the questions I shouldn't answer and others were just plain dumb. When I wouldn't answer, which was pratically every question, they would poke me, pull my hair, and tug on my arm. I lost it there then yelled at them to go away! But they started damn crying! I feel kind of sorry when they cry for no reason. Kind of like that feeling I get when I see a poor person on the streets, or when I see a kitten wanting to be adopted in a store. So, pathtically, I actually said sorry. I feel dumb for falling for their crying now, cause they went right back to glomping me. I have one sister named Emily who is normal. She is two years younger than I am. She's 10 but I see most of her friends and they are really stupid. More stupid than some of the kids who had been glomping me. I begged for her to help me, but she said she's been having little kid problems of her own, and she was glad to be rid of them for a while. I could tell how she felt, cause come on, the same thing was happening to me and if she begged me for help I'd probably just say the same thing she did. So I left and got stuck with them all again. So I played a little trick on them. Maybe after they would be mad and leave me alone. I got two jump ropes and told them to sit by a pole. I said "If you sit here I'll give a million dollars." Being dumb little children they believed me. But one of my sisters said she wanted more. All I had to say was "I'll be your best friend forever," and that was enough for her. So I tied them and they asked for their stuff. I just walked away. Then I helped my sister Emily with her work. It was boring but better than being trapped with the others for the rest of the time.
Zayoshi · Thu May 05, 2005 @ 12:04pm · 5 Comments |
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