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September 10, 2005
the tears in my eyes blur the world

and you're just another indistinct figure.

I saw my first football game ever at school Friday night with Brittany and her dad. It was inspiring. It was delightful. It was a constant source of fun and laughter with Brittany pointing out the funnies of life (Now Abe's happy...now he's sad. Now he's happy again!). It was also extremely difficult restraining myself from keeping my gaze at 8 o'clock the entire time, especially with Miss Happy Giggles noting every single movement of the Fascinating Subject of the Day. I had a terribly good time XD.

And it eventually forced me to organize my digital photos & videos. You can now view all sorts of random photos at my Photobucket, though I don't see why you'd want to. It's been updated, so you can now stick your nose in football game pictures, movie pictures from Cynthia's birthday, my initial attempts at artistic photography, and photos from Eva's & Ly's month-early surprise birthday party, in addition to old HOSA Nationals pictures. Happy viewing.

Sad am I. "The fantastic four is not so fantastic," as delicately put by Eva. We have drifted, my sweets. What happened? We were going to grow up together and buy a stucco house together and live in it together with our families and extended families, circa sixth grade. I can't force things to mend, but I can't help but express the sentiment that I wish things had not changed.

Oh, well. I still <3 you all, for the record.

Kelly Clarkson - Because of You. What a beautifully sad song. Slow piano songs tend to be that way, no?

Keestal

September 3, 2005
monsters in the adjacent room

Sometimes there's just no seeing, no understanding of the forces that drive a fellow human being. We could be marionettes, after all.

Saw The Brothers Grimm yesterday. It was a cute movie--not something you want to see for quality entertainment, per se, but a decent ride. Some vaguely funny parts here and there. Mostly it just seemed like a confused mess pot that wasn't sure which atmosphere to emanate. One moment it was a mild horror/action flick; the next it was a Shrek-esque attempt at heady sarcasm. I did enjoy the surreal coloration & location, though the obvious CGI stuff made me laugh XD. The aide-de-camp was my favorite character, man. He was hilarious.

Keestal

September 2, 2005
KYLE IS A LOSER HAHA

Cryptic words from a talking game. I just had the best (and creepiest) time with Cynthia, Brittany, and Grace. We watched Temptation of the Wolves, played billiards, and messed around with some occult games. Hence the new Ouija Log posted under Crystal > Ouija Log. Best of all, we simply relaxed without having to worry about a major calculus or biology exam the next day. School holidays are good.

Keestal

September 1, 2005
I will fall into your endless eyes...

...and the sweetly singing music of your violin.

I have had the [mis]fortune to land myself the cutest young violin teacher guy Doerre has to offer. He must have finished college already, but he looks like a high-school senior. How painful it is to be haltingly screeching through measures at a miniscule pace, wondering how I could have possibly danced through the same musical passages just half an hour ago during practice, and cringing at the knowledge that he must be getting impatient--that he cannot get over what a novice I am at the blasted thing. Or that I'm simply a musical retard (rit...har har har).

Though there is no reason to fret. There are better fish out there.

Keestal

August 31, 2005
together we will run

I feel terrible about not updating and all, but I would like to pass my classes ^-^. The first chance I get, I will post a loverly loverly layout of something or other. But that will be after I figure out FTP uploading for the Ambassadors website.

Oh, my Ike sweeties. I would post party pictures, but no time. I shouldn't even be updating right now. When can we IHOP and Wal-mart? I need to get cloth -_-.

I try to like people. I really do. But when you're even more conceited and spoiled and immature than I am, you've got a problem. And I'd rather not associate with you. It'll rub off on me, and POOF shall my sweetie friends go. I'm not talking about you. Just her. But I'm sure she'll grow up someday and find the error of her ways.

I have fallen in deep like with someone to whom I am just another face. He's not even supposed to realize I exist. That's happiness for you.

Keestal