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Help Wanted

Who: White people

What: Single (leftover nazi and a lady bum)

Why: Picky (their excuse for their status)

The Gate

Carrying a world inside of pages

Images splattered with vibrant colours

Mind afar; back and forth she paces
Creativity lingers
A taste inhaled
Summer ceases
This life no longer paled

I miss...

Welcome to our pool.

Sisters... and Bree

Em and I switched smiles.

Vee are herah to pump you up!

Blondie

Eesh.

Sometimes it's just better to avoid the mirror because the face staring back at you will only make you want to throw up...

 Today is one of those days.

Thanks Men!

Mostly fixed and ready to go... mind you, this is none of my work, at all.

Nonetheless, it looks super sweet. I'm excited.

Thanks, thank you, gracias.

aggravated.

agitated.

commonality

i have nothing interesting to say,

nothing creative to write.

my mind is a blank canvas 

this evening, this night.

i'm tired. old news.

but restless. you too?

i'm actually not surprised.

tired and restless. 

a common mix.

a reality that 

was.

is.

and will be.

Luke

I went running today when I got home from school.

On the lake path in the direction towards home,

a furry friend soaking wet from enjoying himself in the lake joined me.

He tagged along my side for some time... all the way home actually.

Yes, I did look for someone to claim him as I ran, but no one did.

Everyone I passed assumed that Luke was with me.

I couldn't get rid of him, even if I had wanted to try.

So, to my house he came. I fed him, and watered him.

But unfortunately, he had a lady at home that missed him.

That is when we had to part and go our different ways.

He didn't even say goodbye.

Luke, you were a good pet whilst you were mine. 

Thanks for joining me on my birthday jog. 

Maybe we'll meet again on the shore path.

time

883,008,000 heart beats

11,037,600 hours

7,665 days

1,071 weeks

252 months

21 years

invisible and fast

it sweeps just past

a joyous taste

but it doesn't last

try to catch it

only to get lost

face the wind

or count the costs

Hah!

I got you bike!!

:)

Now, all you need is some loving repair.

$5

...  And I passed you up. What was I thinking? 

I wasn't.

First off, there is something big making a racket right outside of my window, and whatever it's trying to do, it's persistent. Gosh... I wish it would find somewhere else to make all that noise. It's starting to freak me out a little!

A boy-man in my economics class admitted to smoking. Crazy, right?!? Hah! Let me explain.

Miss Economics asked who in the class, ''honestly smokes?" About half the class raised their fingers in the air, then she went onto say how the price for cigarettes has gone up, yet people continue to buy because they're inelastic. So she's blabbing away about it and the boy-man goes, "OH! I thought you were talking about smokin' weed!"...silence... eye-brows raised by the teacher... boy-man: "hah! oops."

School, school, school.

Hide and Move On

One of the few text books that I decided to actually buy went missing over a week ago. I've looked high and low and every where in between, but that little book refuses to be found... so today, I had to go into the bookstore and buy the same exact book again! I've learned my lesson... I think? I pretty much just threw $70 dollars in to the garbage for no one to retrieve for any kind of use... just gone... forever. Ugh... someday I will be responsible.

Something's awry on the shoreline.
A year to date started the goodbyes.
You can only block so much from the mind
That is, if you really strive.
Sometimes it's easier to push it aside
Never to be dealt with, fed to the wayside.
You can love someone deeply, but be d'clined.
But there's always more than what meets the eye.
A fear to be loved, maybe, but why?
A battle rages on that no soul can hide
An inward sadness portrayed on the outside.
A hole is dug, and covered with lies.
Only to be re-dug
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Maybe a scar will someday reside
After the pain... the pride... subside.
And if you reach the healing point, know that
The scars wont give your memory to the wayside.

Gritssssssssss

Elijah '06

I used to draw often...

God Is Light

This is the message we have heard from Him and announce to you, that God is Light, and in Him there is no darkness at all. If we say that we have fellowship with Him and yet walk in the darkness, we lie and do not practice the truth; but if we walk in the Light as He Himself is in the Light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus His Son cleanses us from all sin... I have not written to you because you do not know the truth, but because you do know it, and because no lie is of the truth.

- 1 John 1:5-7; 2:21

Satisfying

a cruise with J around the village.

this is my mom's bike from back in the day.

Yerke's Observatory

it has the largest glass telescope in the world

and the architecture of the entire building is absolutely beautiful!

yes please.

boating, yes or no?

Tryin'

if she told you a secret,
or had one request,
would you listen?
how much time would you invest?
just try... please; do not rest.
hold on a bit longer
because she's tryin' her best.
she'll get there, i promise.

everythin's inside. kept suppressed,
her words don't come easy,

 this she'll confess with much regret.
but you must know that she's tryin'.
don't leave her in this state of stress.
 you know she's got nothin' to offer you but this mess.
everythin' she was and is she's tryin' to forget

so, try not to ingest cuz this little gal before you will only infest.

she will only cause you distress.

leadin' you to a life depressed.

but i'm tryin', don't give up yet.
i'm still tryin'. 

tryin' my best.

Bottled Time

Wasted time....

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There's so much of it!

I Wish that I could bottle it up in little bottles that I could carry around with me. I could use it in the times when there just doesn't seem like there's enough time to accomplish some task, or see a familiar face a bit longer, or enjoy a single moment just a little longer...  Ya' know? Time just evaporates. It's there one second and gone almost instantaneously. And then there are all those times when time just drags on with nothingness... 

Just Thinking

School has already gotten the best of me.

It's just monotonous. 

Stressful... busy work... long... boring, SO boring.

Maybe it's just the fact that the classes this semester are dull.

EVERY SINGLE ONE! How can that BE?!

It can't be. I'm just complaining. That's all it really comes down to.

Learning is good. Learning is fun, or can be at least.

I'm just being my negative self, unfortunately.

Ang, I've been reading your tumblr. "Hello!"

I can't believe you are going to Afreeeka! I'll miss you.

Well, I miss you either way, but goodness, AFRICA?!

I'm excited/jealous of you.

Hmmmm... I want to do SOMETHING.

That something doesn't really pertain to school.

I want... hmmm... well, the 'want' usually isn't what you are doing.

Ugh! Why is that? Why are we, as human, so dissatisfied with where God has us now?!

I don't know. I need to learn contentment and joy.

Hmph.

Even if I can't find a good in everything, I know God is good.

Rambling... sorry

Hey J!

What Happened

One day of September is already gone!

What did I do; where did I go?

I went to someone's mansion and laid on their luscious lawn.

I worked. Sold a few pair of expensive jeans

to stuffy, 'sophisticated' women who've seen many dawns.

I had lick or two... or maybe three

of delectable ice cream.

The day is done.

I'm tired.

School is soon.

I'm so tired.

Only hours away...

I will be tired.