Monday, March 26, 2007
Hey Hey Hey!
Controversy.
Think About It,
Sacred Secret
Friday, March 23, 2007
"I Like You On Your Knees."
You think I care?
Think I care what you think of me?
Do you honestly think I care about you or your opinion?
Well…
I do.
Everything you say hurts.
When you say mean things I think their true.
Kind things you say are lies.
When you invite me places I think your just being mean to screw with my head.
Exclude me and I think I’ve done something to offend you.
Though we’ve never met.
Can you forgive me?
For something I have yet to do?
Something I haven’t thought of?
Would never think of doing…
Could you forgive me for that?
I would try to forgive you.
Would make the effort to make you feel welcome
Even if we weren’t the best of friends,
Because that’s all I want from you.
Is to be a friend.
Can we?
Please?
We’re so alone…
TWMA,
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Ranting...
I hate this class with a firey passion. The only time I learned anything in here is when we has that really mean old fat lady. But atleast we were learning then. I have a feeling if the original teacher had stayed I would be working right now, instead of wondering what the hell I'm supposed to be doing...*sigh* I wish SOMEONE would HELP me maybe you know maybe someone like the TEACHER after he gets some breath mints because that stuff is rank to high heaven! Seriously, who has that rancid of breath? Sure he looks a little more clean shaven than before but his breath is still gross. SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF THIS CLASS!!!!!!!!! I wish someone could like come in here and ask me what I really wanted right this moment. I would say "another class please." and then they would wave their magic wand and I would be in a new info tech class like that. So much better that way. I want to work on my story for English class. I'm going to go home and leave, have someone else clean my room and the bathroom then I'll come home and work on my my story. I want to cry now... I don't know why either I just do. I want to burst into tears and run out of here. It would feel so good. These people are stupid. Can't someone please, for the love of GOD get me out of here? Please? I can't wait until the freaking school year is over so I can go to french class everyday instead of this hell. Please let me get transfered out of this class please please please!! Its not always like t his but I hate Excel (microsoft program) and God forbid he tell us what to do at all. No. He just writes some questions on the board without telling how we're supposed to answer them. Bah! I hate this class! Hate hate hate! Utter loathing. Grrrr I'm leaving.
Eternal HATRED For Info Tech,
Sacred Secret
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Hey
1) I was sending all the stuff from this computer to mine.
2) The computer was especially slow yesterday.
3) I had an actual assignment to complete
4) And lastly, there just wasn't enough time!!
There wasn't enough time because the schedule is all screwy because of WASL testing. I don't expect you to know what that is, but it is a standardized test for the state I live in. I won't tell you, you'll have to figure it out ^_^ But otherwise how was your yesterday? What about yesterdays tomorrow? Mine is fine. I recieved interesting news last night and even before that equally happy news, Congratulations Lie & Tori. So I'll have to tell Fange' about my discoverings later, if she doesn't already know...which I don't think she does. Hmm. Well I think I'm done for today I don't want to give my stalkers too much to read for now. Maybe you guys will get luckier later...freaks. ^_^ Byeee!!
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: I'm Not as nice and meek as everyone thinks. ^_~
Friday, March 16, 2007
Title
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: Friday is not my favorite day of the week, Monday is.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
It's Pie Day!
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: It's a wonderful day in the neighborhood. (I like to try odd foods as long as the LOOK good)
P.P.S: Does anyone other than me HATE the labels?
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
"Contemplation Demenstration"
It's something a friend of mine says a lot. I'm not quite sure what it means but he says it all the time. Sometimes though when I'm not paying attention it sounds like something else. Figure it out for yourself. I don't know what to write about anymore. Have you ever done that? Started writing and then had to stop because you didn't know where it should go from there? I do that all the time and Fange' get's mad because I don't finish anything. But I guess she'll have to get over it or I'll have to find some self motivation. I have the sudden urge to read now...but I won't for at least another ten minutes 'cause I'm waiting. We're watching Lifetime. The channel for women. I don't know why either, but it's kind of interesting, a bit creepy. Well I guess I have nothing better to say. *yawns* I'm bored. I think I'll let someone else be bored. lalalala lol yeah right I can't sing right now. My throat is so dead its not even funny. I didn't go to school again today, and I reallly want to go tommorow because I missed a test in science today and God knows what I missed yesterday. Aww this movie is making me sad. No I don't know what its called, but it's very sad so far. I guess I'm going to go do something now. Bye bye bye!
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: You don't get a secret this time.
Sick
Friday, March 09, 2007
Friday
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: If I had a true confidante' I would tell them everything about myself the first time I talked to them. I try not to do that with everyone because it gets me into bad friendships. The people I'm close to already know a lot.
Monday, March 05, 2007
Sorry 'Bout That
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: Talking is like a guessing game to me, I tell people what they want to hear, but if I say the wrong thing I play it off.
P.P.S: Sometimes I think I'm something that I'm not and it makes me feel better than everyone else because I pretend they know.
Betches
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Daddy's Little Girl
Frankie J
He drops his suitcase by the door
She knows her daddy won't be back anymore
She drags her feet across the floor
Tryna hold back time to keep him holding on
And she says
Daddy Daddy don't leave
I'll do anything to keep you
Right here with me
Can't you see how much I need you
Daddy Daddy don't leave
Mommy's saying things she don't mean
She don't know what she's talking about
Somebody hear me out
Father listen
Tell him that he's got a home and he don't have to go
Father save him
I would do anything in return
I'll clean my room
Try hard in school
I'll be good
I promise you
Father, Father
I pray to you
Now she hasn't slept in weeks
She don't want to close her eyes cause she's scared that he'll leave
They tried just about everything
But it's getting harder now
For him to breathe
And she says
Daddy Daddy don't leave
I'll do anything to keep you
Right here with me
Can't you see how much I need you
Daddy Daddy don't leave
The doctors are saying things they don't mean
They don't know what they talking about
Somebody hear me out
Father (father) listen (listen)
Tell him that he's got a home and he don't have to go
Father (father) save him
I would do anything in return
I'll clean my room
Try hard in school
I'll be good
I promise you
Father, Father
I pray to you
Please don't let him go
I'm begging you so
There open his eyes
There ain't no more time
To tell him that I love him more
Than anything in the world
Is Daddy's little girl
Father (father) listen (listen)
Tell him that he's got a home and he don't have to go
Father (father) save him
I would do anything in return
I'll clean my room
Try hard in school
I'll be good
I promise you
Father, Father
She was Daddy's Little Girl
Mmmmm Oh
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Choir
This Picture Is Dedicated To Those Who Have Ever Had A Shitty Day.
It reminds me of the voices.TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: Singing makes me tired.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Nothing To Do With Me.
I wrote them down in script.
I thought about the people that would be affected
But figured my pain was greater
Than any, they could know.
I did it very quiet
I left them in the dark
The paper lay beside the spot where I would fall.
For a moment more I thought of them
The people I held close.
Of all the good times and the smiles
I thought of all the children I had yet to have
The significant other that would never hold me close
I thought of my Mother and what she would think when they found me
My Father and his tears.
Then the darkest angel came into my thoughts.
Their face blurred my vision and they whispered my name
I trembled and lost control of my legs.
Tears streamed down my cheeks
I screamed
“Don’t come any closer! You have done enough!”
And they stared in disbelief
I brought it to my head
Felt it swirl in my loose grasp
I pressed the cold steel to my temple
And adjusted my grip
“Please...”
They whispered as I closed my eyes
“This can’t go on you’ve hurt me enough.”
I said calmly
As my baby sisters little hands reached up at me in my mind
For the last time.
I heard my older brothers deep laugh and remembered the vibration in his chest from it.
For the last time.
I opened my eyes and stared straight at my dark angel
I told them to look
Look at what they have done.
I told them not bring another this fate.
And I released the blast into my own head.
I saw the ceiling
I could hear my dark angel scream my name
I saw my blood pool around me
Felt it mat my hair
Then I was cold and that was the last I felt.
I saw my baby sister again
I saw my brothers disapproving frown.
Saw my Mother and Father curled into themselves bawling.
I saw my dark angel and me on the swings of the schoolyard.
Saw myself as a child.
And in that moment I actually
Regretted Everything.
As I continued falling into what seemed to be an increasing cold
I wished I could go back if only for a moment
And rewrite my note…
But now I can’t
And this is what I have left them…
“Dear those I thought cared,
How could you have been so cold? Didn’t you care?
Obviously not or else, I would still be sitting there talking to you instead of you reading this smiling. Though you’re probably enjoying this, watching my blood seep from my wounds to pool at your feet. I hope you have fun at the party celebrating my death.
To My Angel, I sincerely hope…
You take full blame.”
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Hey Look!
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: I'm not sure which world I like more, the one in my head or my "reality"
Friday, February 16, 2007
...
I don't know who'ss winning or losing in this situation but I know its not both at the same time because if it was then we wouldn't be so confused, he wouldn't be so pissed off, and I wouldn't be so irritated. How dare he be mad at me! Like he couldn't have this coming when I told him! When we broke up the first damn time I told him: "YOU SHOULD STAY AWAY FROM ME I BRING BAD NEWS AND CONFUSION!" did his dumbass listen? God no! Jesus he acts like its all my fault I wuite clearly remember giving him full warning and a clear chance to get the hell away but did his stupidass take the hint? Nooooo of course not he just figures I'm lying to him and I don't have aduquate reason to break up with him becuase "I'm crazy blah blah blah" You know "crazy" people normally know what they're talking about. Someone should listen to them one day and find out. But "crazy" people make "sane" people feel crazy so they don't talk to them I guess because they don't want to admit their dumb. Well I'm gonna go now. Peace
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: I Hate Life.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Updation
P.S: This isn't a real post so you don't get a secret
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Sigh...
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: I know I'm a good singer but when other people say it and I agree out loud I'm conceited, when I don't agree I don't know how to take compliments.
P.P.S: I love dual meanings (especially the gross ones)
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Publicity
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: I still like my Ex-Boyfriend but I'm afraid I'll confuse him (and me) if we go out again.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Ephebiphobia
I'm bored today, and I'm not sure whats different about today either. Maybe I'm just not feelin' it today. By It I mean that vibe you get when you know your alive. In Info Tech class right now and Mr.Urner is teaching us how to take notes (because we don't know how to do that. @_@) I've also found an interesting quote that I am supposed to save. I'll post it:
"It's hard to believe that moments that once brought a smile to my lips now bring tears to my eyes." -- Suketsu Tenshi Aleandera
Don't steal it, because it isn't yours and you didn't say it. I'm tired now. I want to write stuff but I can't because I don't know what to write. I want to read something but I can't because it will look like I am not paying attention. I talked to my dad online the other night and I never want to do it again. Just because of how stupid he is 'sometimes' (because he isn't dumb all the time...at least I'd like to believe so) I want to cry but I can't because I don't know how in a sense. That's my secret for today. That I can't cry. No matter how hard I try to I just can't. Crying pisses me off for some reason and when I do it I hate myself for crying in the first place and hate myself for not being able to show the emotion others can. When I can though...when I am on the brink of tears I hold them back, even though I know I won't be able to do it later. I should stop explaining this because I'm going to regret doing so later.
I have a question for you all, what would you want your epitaph to say? For those who don't know what and epitaph is look at the bottom of the page for "Word Of The Day" I haven't changed it in a while so those who frequent that section of the blog I'm sorry. Now I want to post this before I have to type it again because I think the computers are going to "mysteriously" go out again like on Friday.
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: Crying pisses me off, but when I can't cry I hate myself.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Celebrity Deathmatch

TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S. I'm jealous of my best friends body, and I hate my own.
P.P.S:
“Large fibs; offing eye theodicy zero nigh ash one region black panther. “ --- Half-Witt & Fange'
Friday, February 02, 2007
Water Bottle
Water Bottles
Fears
Epitaphs
Dumbasses
Bathrooms
But now it's not because I don't want to write all of that over again. But because their stupidity isn't fair to you, I'll post all my fears (some of them I just like the sound of)
Favorite/Self Phobias:
1. Autophobia- Fear of being alone or of oneself
2. Atychiphobia- Fear of failure.
3. Achluophobia- Fear of darkness
4. Agateophobia- Fear of insanity.
5. Anglophobia- Fear of pain.
6. Atelophobia- Fear of imperfection.
7. Belonephobia- Fear of pins and needles.
8. Cacophobia- Fear of ugliness.
9. Catagelophobia- Fear of being ridiculed.
10. Chronophobia- Fear of time.
11. Daemonophobia- Fear of demons.
12. Eremophobia- Fear of being oneself or of loneliness.
13. Gerontophobia- Fear of old people or of growing old.
14. Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia- Fear of the number 666.
15. Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia- Fear of long words.
16. Hypegiaphobia- Fear of responsibility
17. Isolophobia- Fear of solitude, being alone.
18. Kakorrhaphiophobia- Fear of failure or defeat.
19. Lygophobia- Fear of darkness.
20. Microphobia- Fear of small things.
21. Monophobia- Fear of solitude or being alone
22. Nyctophobia- Fear of the dark or of night.
23. Uranophobia- Fear of heaven.
24. Parturiphobia- Fear of childbirth.
25. Peladophobia- Fear of bald people.
26. Phengophobia- Fear of daylight or sunshine.
27. Poinephobia- Fear of punishment.
28. Pyrophobia- Fear of fire.
29. Sciophobia, Sciaphobia- Fear of shadows.
30. Selenophobia- Fear of the moon.
31. Sesquipedalophobia- Fear of long words
32. Teratophobia- Fear of bearing a deformed child or fear of monsters or deformed people.
33. Triskaidekaphobia- Fear of the number 13.
34. Zelophobia- Fear of jealousy.
35. Zeusophobia- Fear of God or gods.
Well that's all you get because I'm feeling pissed off and lazy, like I said, and I don't want to write all that again. Maybe I'll do it later when I get home. Probably not though so don't hold your breath. *sighs* This was going to be a long post. That saddens me. W/e its too late now. Want to read part of a 'poem' I wrote? Of course you do. It's called "How Does It Feel?©"
"How Does IT Feel?©"
How does it feel to be left by the world?
So alone not even the rain will give you company.
So this is the life you’ve chosen little bird.
The kind that does not bring friendships but enemies instead
You’ve entered a land that no one is willing to walk through with you, even though you loath them all, still you wish for their company, don’t you?
So this is what you want, little bird?
This is what you’ve chosen.
Accept that now even the clouds shun you for your betrayal.
You shall live for neither side.
Nor shall you die for either.
You have chosen this path, little bird.
A destiny you must live with.
What do you think? I like it but I don't think it's too good. I like the last one better, you know the one I'm talking about? "Let's Go To Paradise". I like that one because a lot of other people like it. I showed it to almost everyone in my fifth period class. A lot of them laughed at the title though, but they can kiss my ass. There's only a couple minutes of class left so I guess I should start wrapping things up. How are you all? I'm fine. From now on at the end of my posts I'm going to put one secret that I have. That way I can feel better and begin my new years resolution. I started working on it late because most people have broken theirs by this point. Okay see you all later.
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S. I lie to my loved ones more than I lie to my enemies.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Let's Go To Paradise
Take me away to a place I can feel
Where the winds and the rains are forever calm
Where the grass is green on both sides of the fence
Where no matter how long you’re in the tub you never wrinkle up.
Take me away to a place I can live
Where children can fufill all their dreams
Where adults always have enough money
Where the elderly are not taken for granted or given limits.
Take me away to a place that doesn’t hurt
Where teenage hearts can prosper
Where the widowded can find love again
Where children and ‘puppy love’ are taken seriously
Take me away to a place far away
Where the people are new
Where everyone knows your name
Where the coffee shops are different and there isn’t one Starbucks
Take me away to Paradise
Where I can meet with my loved ones again
Where life doesn’t seem so pressured
Where you and I can rest peacefully together every morning and play every night.
Take me away to a place where we can be together
or living status.
Take me away, and I’ll take you and together we can play in the neverending field.
Take me away from my problems and I’ll take you
Take me away.
And I’ll take you.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
No Musick...
Bored Out Of My Ever-Lovin' Mind,
Sacred Secret
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Color Quiz!!
Generated on Wed Jan 24 10:05:59 2007.
Sacred Secret's Existing Situation
Dissatisfied. The need to escape continued involvement with her present circumstances makes it imperative for her to find some solution.
Sacred Secret's Stress Sources
Has an unsatisfied need to ally herself with others whose standards are as high as her own, and to stand out from the herd. This desire for preeminence isolates her and inhibits her readiness to give herself freely. While she wants to surrender and let herself go, she regards this as a weakness which must be resisted. This self-restraint, she feels, will lift her above the rank and file and ensure recognition as a unique and distinctive personality.
Sacred Secret's Restrained Characteristics
Feels that she is burdened with more than her fair share of problems. However, she sticks to her goals and tries to overcome her difficulties by being flexible and accommodating.
Trying to calm down and unwind after a period of over-agitation which has left her listless and devoid of energy. In need of peace and quiet; becomes irritable if this is denied him.
Sacred Secret's Desired Objective
Longs for tenderness and for a sensitivity of feeling into which she can blend. Responsive to anything esthetic and tasteful.
Sacred Secret's Actual Problem
Wants to be valued and respected, and seeks this from a close and peaceful association of mutual esteem.
Take the ColorQuiz yourself right now!
Flying Without Wings
Everybody's looking for that something
One thing that makes it all complete
You'll find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be
Some find it in the faces of their children
Some find it in their lovers eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you find that special thing
You're flying without wings
Some find it sharing in every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You'll find it in the works of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry
You'll find it in the deepest friendships
The kind you cherish all your lives
And when you know how much that means
You have found that special thing
You're flying without wings
So impossible as they may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
'Cuz who's to know which one you let go
Would have made you complete
But for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sun rise on your face
To know that I can say I love you
At any given time or place
It's the little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine, all mine
And it's the flying without wings
'Cuz you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings
You're the place my life begins
And you'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy it brings
I'm flying without wings
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Monday, January 22, 2007
Alright Cool
6oth post. Alright woot woot!
So anyway second post today I know kinda weird for me but I want to write. I don't know about what. I look over my old writings and I hate them. I mean I really loathe them with a passion, but I can't delete them off my computer because I know I'll regret doing that later. I'm bored though. Io should do my homework and study for my many tests but I don't really want to'cause that requires movement but so does eating. *sighs* I guess I should get to it...Oh yeah my english project is due tommorow I think instead because Mr.Sampson wants the essay to be good. I'm watching the news I know kill me now but I can't help it 'cause it's on. I'm so tired and I've been asleep for like four hours. I feel really heavy too. I think I'm going to leave. Yeah I have to work anyway.
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Hey People
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S.: Pssstt! HeyFange'....HI!! ^___^
Thursday, January 18, 2007
School Again
TWMA (Maybe)
Sacred Secret
P.S.: Don't go to high school it's bad for your back _-_,
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Oh My God It's Still Snowing!
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Editing
Mixin' It Up,
Sacred Secret
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Quick
Today is weird so far and I'm not sure why. It just is. I think it's because I don't have my music with me. And I'm actually aware of what is going on around me. *shrugs* I dunno. But it's weird. The crazy sub choir teacher is gond now (FINALLY) and Rosey is back! Yeesss! IT's so great. He had a baby and his name is Jeremiah, born on December 12 2006. He's almost two months old already and Rosey is just coming back! Oh well. lol when I have kids I'll probably quit my job for a year or two! I'd be too attached to go back to work. Unless it's just me. Then I wouldn't have a choice. So I haven't updated in a while, sorry about that. I've just been busy. Midterms of sorts are coming up now that the holidays are gone gone gone. I'll try to post more often, and tell you guys more. Right now I've only got a couple minutes left of class to tell you that a guy in my choir has been hitting on me (I think) so far he's gone out with two different girls in the choir. Maybe I'm trippin' but I think he's trying to get to me. O_o I hope I'm mistaken. That weird girl that sits next to me is talking but I'm not really paying attention, and it smells like hairspray...I blame Ciara for that. Lakeyah, my ex-best friend is in the doorway withher weird pink back thing talking to the kids in this class. Well I've only got five more minutes of this pathetic excuse for a class. Timwe to pack up and bolt. (Science is next)
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Monday, January 01, 2007
Dreams
TWMA,
SACRED SECRET
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Who's an Internet Whore?
God I don't think I could live very long without going insane if I did not have this glorious thing called the internet. I may try and act like I don't really need it, but god almighty is it an ever important thought in my head. I don't have a MySpace or anything but I'm always wondering if I missed something, or if I have an important e-mail waiting for me, did I miss something on my calrendar? Oh god the inhumanity. I think the government should issue everyone an up to date working computer with DSL or better. I know I'm crazy but you all should have known that by now!! So how was your holiday? My Christmas was beautiful, I got almost everything I wanted. I got my iPod, and my stereo, plus I got mass Nightmare Before Christmas stuff (including a belt, a stocking, a keychain, some magnets, chapstick, stationary, ect) and I got a bunch of gift cards ( I LOVE GIFT CARDS) which allowed me to buy two new video games. Gods I love Christmas and now my b-day is almost here. I love holidays. I love a lot of things now that I think about it. So I guess I'm going to go surf my beloved internet until the sun comes up!! OH Yeah!
Internet Whore Forever,
Sacred Secret
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Merry Christmas!
This first selection is called "Away" I don't remember why...
"Away©"
Well that was fun right? Kind of interesting if I do say so myself. Here's something else, this is called "Boredom" no wonder...
Once upon a time there was a magical greenbean. The magic greenbean got eaten one day and turned the cow that ate him into a frog that then got eaten by a snake that got eaten by another snake that got eaten by a crocodile that got killed and worn by some people that just happened to all be on the same plane that just happened to crash in the middle of the atlantic ocean. The moral of this story is: Run on scentences are bad for you, so watch your punctuation.
I was reaalllyy bored when I wrote that. Thus the title. This next thing is kind of a song kind of not. I'm not really sure what to call it. But it's technically titled "The End Of Humanity"
Can you feel it?
It’s such a feeling that it gives the reasoning to tell you this is the end.
Must I say it again?
This is the end, yes, this is the end.
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
The Best Years
(unedited)
I was just looking at my stuff from elementary school and you know what? Those were the best years of my life. Minnimal drama, recess, cool teachers (mostly), little homework, field trips, man that was the best. I miss going to the Pacific Science Center in the spring and coming in from recess soaked with grass stains on my jeans from rolling around in the grass fields. I loved playing actual games in gym class and looking forward to it. I liked hanging out with my Real friends before/during/after school. I liked the simple gossip that didn't really matter. I though it was cool that it was okay for me to be out of the loop 'cause I wasn't the only one. I think my best experience in elementary school was the sixth grade. I learned a lot then, and I want to go back. But I don't want to feel the pain of splitting up again. That sucked. Me and my friends split up and went to different middle schools, but it's kind of okay now 'cause most of them go to my current school. Maybe I'm just feeling loathesome of my current situation right now, I don't know.
Phrase Of The Day: "Your only as good as what you create."
Punctuation Of The Day: "."
Well, I guess I'l go now. I've tidilated your senses enough. Oh btw check out those songs, okay? Their really awesome.
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Monday, December 18, 2006
Jeez!
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Congratulations
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Monday, December 11, 2006
I Like What You've Done With The Place!
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S.: 14 days til Christmas!
Sunday, December 10, 2006
New Version?
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
P.S: My head is greasy. ^_^
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Happy Birthday To You!
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Black Outs
Darkness Encasing Me,
Sacred Secret
Monday, December 04, 2006
Blogging.
TWMA
!Sacred Secret!
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Back 2 School
TWMA,
Sacred Secret
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Oh My Gosh!
New Beginnings, Sorrowful Endings©:
Jeremiah paced back and forth silently, glancing at the clock."Is she done now?" he looked at his brothers and back to the clock.Leviathan shook his head
"She'll be done when she's done. They come and tell us, man. Wait." Jeremiah sighed and continued to pace. What if they didn't come and tell him? What if they just sat in there, making him suffer on purpose? Had he done something to offend them? He would apologize if that were what they wanted as long as they did not keep her for much longer.
He heard a door open and he looked over quickly.
"Mr..Yove'? Your wife and baby girl would like to see you now, and any immediate family." Jeremiah rushed over to her and looked at his brothers, "Come on, Come on!" He hurried as the five large men roused themselves from their chairs.
"Uh...well..." the nurse stammered, awed by their sheer size, "Are you all family?"
Leviathan looked at her and smiled. "Yes of course. May we see the baby now?" She nodded weakly and beckoned them through the doors.
Russell came last through the doors and shuddered, he did not like hospitals. "Trev, I don't want to go in there." he called softly to his brother, whom was ten years older than he.
"Come on, you want to see Mary and the baby right?" Russell nodded and followed close behind his brother, after taking his hand.
Leviathan walked with Aaron and Mack, talking with them about the game that had been on in the lobby. The Colts had won against the Patriots twenty-one to fourteen, and the twins were psyched. When the nurse opened the door to Mary's room, Jeremiah ran to her side so quickly it did not look like he had actually moved.
"Mary, are you alright? Where's the baby? Did you name her?" questions poured out of him so fast, Mary did notUnderstand, and held a weak paled finger to his lips. "Hush, Jeremiah. Samantha is fine. She's in the nursery." Jeremiah sighed in relief and kissed her hand, staring at her appreciatively.
Trevor and Russell came over and said softy that they were going to go see the baby, with the nurse. They left quietly. Aaron, Mack, and Leviathan joined Jeremiah at Mary's bedside, and smiled at her. She looked up weakly at all of them, smiling. "You all are such good boys. Stay that way, alright?" The twins exchanged worried glances, "What are you talking about?" Mack said frowning. Leviathan walked over to Jeremiah and whispered to him.
Jeremiah spoke softly his reply and a single tear slipped down his cheek. Mary touched the hands of the twins softly and looked back to her husband, "I love you, take good care of her." He nodded and said a soft "I will," before kneeling and covering his face with one hand, barely holding back sobs.
Aaron realized what was happening and backed away, falling ungracefully into a gray hospital chair. Mack's hands began to shake as he covered his mouth, convulsing, closing his eyes tightly attempting to hold back the flood of tears.
Leviathan stood beside Jeremiah, his large heavy hand on his shoulder, "It's going to be alright my brother." Jeremiah shook his head swiftly and stared, teary eyed up at his wife.
Mary looked down at him and smiled; "You have...to be." she took in another breath, "Strong for.Sam." He took her hand and nodded, not able to do anything else.
The nurse came back in with Russell and Trevor in tow, holding the smallest creature Jeremiah had seen in his entire life. And it was his, her soft cry, her smile, and her eyes. They were his, but they were also very much Marys'.
Russell handed Samantha over to Mary very carefully, completely aware of the protective Fathers eyes that watched his every movement. Mary smiled at the child and began to sing to her, in a soft motherly tone. After a while the baby's cries stopped, soon after that the song did as well.
With the baby still cuddled to her breast, she slipped out of the living world."We should take the baby from her now." The nurse suggested only getting six angry growls as her reply.
Jeremiah stood slowly leaning against the bed, his hand over his beloveds for the rest of time. "Jeremiah, take Sam, and lets get out of here." Leviathan instructed, patting the brothers back gently.
Nodding, Jeremiah slipped the child from her mother and held onto her tightly, watching as the motherly smile faded, falling into dust. As the body disintegrated into ashes, the men bowed their heads, praying for Mary's never-ending peace within Paradise.
Jeremiah signed release forms and walked out the door with one less person than he wanted to. He thought the birth of this child would be a happy event, the Samantha's birth would be an occasion the he could celebrate with his wife.
Now he is to celebrate it with only his brothers and Sam. It is not as bad as it seems, though. For Mary is a child, being born right now, who will run across Jeremiah's path in kindergarten class.
There I tried to make it not so...clumped together. But blogger does hate me so who knows. I had to make this post long with something so you got my story. Want a picture too? I neglected you so you can have a picture too. Okay fine. You don't get a picture right now 'cause blogger hates me. Or maybe it hates you...? Well whatever the reason, I'll post one later.
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Monday, November 27, 2006
Holy Cow!
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Monday, November 13, 2006
Happy 40th!
W00t! W00t! This is officially my 40th post! How Cool! *does a happy dance* How exciting how exciting!! So now I don't know what to do, this post should be really cool and exciting and full of good news! But...I'm not sure I have and exciting news for you...OH! Hey I know you get to know something that's kind of annoying! I'm two choirs right? And since I have two choirs it is a possibility that I will sing something I've sang before correct? Yes. And I'm okay with this. sBut why do I have to resing the songs I hate!??! Grrrrrr that's annoying! Gah, we're singing "African Noel" is both choirs and I hate that song...with a passion. But that isn't going to ruin my day, or this post! ^_^ Happy Birthday blog! Puwahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Now what? Uhm...wanna know a secret? I like cheese! Don't tell. lol I got that from Fange'.
I'M FULL! <---- Taco Bell commercial
Why buy a mattress anywhere else? *ping!* <--- Sleep Country
I hate you, you hate me! <--- Barney song spoof
Backstreets back, Alright! <---Uhm...
Out of the box! Out of the box! <--- Out of the box. Duh.
Happy cows come from california! <---Ahh...the power of cheese.
Okay, bye bye now!
Happy 40th, Mr. Blog!,
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Thursday, November 09, 2006
"It's All Good."
lol I was thinking about my cousin saying that. And about him doing the cha cha. That was so freaking funny. But of course, There have been alot of funny things with them. Lie the creation and destruction of "Meximaru" the dancing mexican dog-man. That was great, and "calming" will forever be funny. The word "putty" too. lol I'm gonna get yelled at for putting all this on here but I don't care right now. I'm too happy. I don't know why either, I just am so I'm going to enjoy the feeling. The enjoyable feeling of being happy. It seems like I'm never happy anymore, by reading my recent posts. So I just want to be happy right now. For this single moment. here's a quote:
"To truly taste happiness you must experience everything but."
I like it. Z said that. It surprised me, 'cause he doesn't normally say stuff like that, but out it came and it was cool. Phury looked at him funny when he did but didn't think much of it. It just must be a day for "those times" you know? Those times when weird moods and ooc things happen? It's a day for those times! Wow, a whole 24 hours dedicated to doing stuff you wouldn't normally do. Saying things you wouldn't normally say, and talking to people you normally wouldn't! lol maybe I'm overly happy. I dunno. Oh! I had a dream last night, it was about Jesus. And him being a goat. And everyone who eats goat dying because they ate Jesus. And the people who drink goat milk turning into pigs because they drank Jesus, and the people who Sacrifice goats got sent to heaven 'cause that's what was going to happen anyway! lol didn't see that coming. The sacrifice thing is another inside joke. I couldn't tell you because it wouldn't make anysense unless you knew the people and blah blah blah. *smiles* It was funny though. SO I think I'm gonna go now and write a story. Yes I'm in class. But it doesn't matter! Let the writing flow, man! Let it flow!
:)
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Wednesday, November 08, 2006
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Somtimes when I feel alone, more so then normal in my bed I place my hand to my stomach, just to feel my own heartbeating. It's a weird thing that I do, I know, but I do it anyway. It makes me feel less alone for some reason. Maybe because when I do that I can pretend I'm not alone at all. I can pretend I have the life I want. Someone ideal to share the bed with and a much smaller someone depending on me. Some I love before I even meet them or hold them in my arms. Have you ever done that? Probably not. I'm odd so I understand if you've never done any of the things I ask you if you've done. *sighs* I...I just want a child. They don't even have to be mine. But I need a child in the house, or someone I can go to that has a child. I'm in one of those maternal moods if you can't tell. Though only Fange' knows I have these moods. These times when I just need a child to talk to an hold on to. To make me feel like I'm doing something important....finally. Matter of fact, want to see the baby I love the most? Here:
It's blurry, so it doesn't do her justice. But she's a beautiful little girl. Telling you her name would be stupide, on my part, so you don't get to know. I watched her on monday and it was so great taking care of her. Watching her walk all around the house and play with her toys. Feeding her was an adventure! *smiles* I loved it though. So anyway.
Now I'm writing down some lyrics. They aren't my own, so don't get any ideas. I think I'll post again later today.
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