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!