Is maith liom bananai Is maith liom bananai - 'I like bananas.'You're laid-back and you enjoy the simple things in life. Some might say you're a little too laid-back. Just what is it you're smoking, anyway? Comments (1) |
July might just be as bad as June.
Remember how I said July was going to be a great month? *sarcastic laugh* I was wrong. It's already starting off terrible.
This morning, the first thing I hear when I wake up is that one of my friends has been in a pretty bad car accident. She's ok, but now she's apparently being taken to court, even though the whole thing was not her fault. So now she has to fight to prove it because the other driver is an ass. I ask that you please pray for her and her family.
Yesterday I was officially my first day on the job. I had orientation for my new job, I am working in the bakery department of our local store called Dillion's. It's apart of the Kroger chain, for anyone who lives in the midwest might know them. Let's just say, orientation sucked. I sat at a computer for 6 HOURS! Doing these stupid little common sense saftey things. Stuff that I had basically learned at my previous job. I was suppost to call for my schedule but by the time I got out of there, ( i went in at 1 p.m. and didn't get done till around 7 p.m.) my manager wasn't there anymore. I was the first person done, cuz I finally got tired of it, and skipped a lot of the stuff. I passed it all with a 100% so it was really pointless.
I watched the movie "Tommy" by The Who last night. Wierd, but great nonetheless. If you are under 18 I would not suggest you see it. 1). you wouldn't understand what's going on. 2). it's a little too adult oriented for you. and 3). you probably don't even know who The Who are.
The Twists of Fate: Chapter Three: The Lost Lamb.....Part One
The rain came down softly, flowing with the gentle breeze of the wind that came down the street.
The rain was starting to form small puddles in the street. Although it wasn’t coming down hard, there sure was a lot of it.
Two pairs of feet came down the water filled street. It was a man and a woman, and the woman was carrying something. They looked young, not much out of their teens. Both of their heads were covered, shielding themselves from the falling rain that was coming down harder.
“We’re almost there,” came the man’s voice. The sound of it was carried away by the wind almost as soon as it left his mouth.
The two trudged on, both keeping their heads down, as the wind, which started off as a calm breeze, had turned into a ravenous storm. A flash of lightning flickered across the sky. The woman clutched what she was carrying even closer to her. The man walked in front, trying to block the gale from hitting the woman.
“There it is,” the man said, as he pointed to a building that was coming ever nearer. A small sign stood in the yard of a house that was dilapidated, and an ominous yellow color. “The Second Street Orphanage.” The shingles on the roof were coming off, and the shutters were coming off their hinges, only just barley hanging on. They were swaying in the gale, making a very annoying sound. The paint was chipped in many places, and some of the windows had holes in them.
“I don’t know about this,” the woman said looking up at the house, and back down to the bundle.
“Look, Molly. This is all we can do for her. At least here she’ll have a normal life. We couldn’t provide even a fraction of the stuff she’ll get here.”
“But…she’s my baby,” the woman said looking down at the bundle in her arms with love. The hood of the baby’s face was moved back. She took her finger and slowly stroked the baby’s brown hair.
“I’m sure we’ll see her again…someday.”
The woman looked at the man, tears now dripping down her cheeks.
“Look,” he said taking off the necklace he was wearing. “I’ll give her this locket. In it is a picture of us, taken just a couple of weeks ago.” He placed the locket around the baby’s head, and gave her a kiss. “I’m going to miss you. I love you.”
The women placed the baby on the doorstep. “I will always love you.” She gently kissed the baby’s cheek, and wrapped her up. Tears were flowing down the woman’s face. The man comforted her. Then as they both looked at the little girl, they rang the doorbell and ran away, holding each other’s hand.
“Who’s…who’s there?” came a gruff voice from inside. An old man, around the age of sixty answered the door. “Celina! Here’s another one!” Third one today, he said to himself as he picked up the baby and shut the door.
“Ms. Kaoru, Ms. Kaoru. Time to wake up! You need to be getting to your forth hour class now.”
I opened my eyes, which started to sting because they weren’t used to the light. I blinked and got my eyes adjusted. The first thing I saw was Ms. Kensze, standing over me, that nice smile on her face.
“Well, I’m glad to see you’re still alive,” she said playfully. “Let’s take a look at your bruise.”
She pulled back the blanket and took a look at my shin.
“Good, the swelling’s going down. It shouldn’t be all that visible by tonight. You’ll be fine. You better go. Your friend is waiting for you outside the door.”
I just blinked and stared at her. What had just happened? Was all that just a dream?
“Ms. Kensze, you weren’t watching a movie or anything were you?”
“No, no…of course not, silly. You must have been dreaming. Now go! Sarah’s waiting.”
She pulled me out of the bed, and pushed me out of the door.
“Thanks for your help,” I said as she shut the door behind me.
“Karrie, are you ready,” Sarah just turned into the hall, and was coming toward me.
“Yeah, I think.”
“Come on, it’s time for lunch!” Comments (2) |
Wednesday, June 30, 2004
I'm sorry everyone that I haven't posted the third chapter of my story yet. I'm kinda waiting for June to finish, since it was a pretty much terrible month. The only good thing about it was that trip I went on to see Kim. I wish I was back in Colorado right now.
I really didn't have time to post anything yesterday, but I looks like you guys liked my comic. "Get Fuzzy" is the best. We don't get the paper at my house, so I'm glad that you can go online to read them.
I just finished watching D. N. Angel for about the 5th time last night. I love this show! It gets me no matter how many times I watch it! I think I'll try to catch up to FMA now, that I kinda took a break from it. I saw episode 34 yesterday. *sighs* I don't want to give anything away.
I hope that everyone had a much greater June that I did, but I must say July hold some promises that might be made fact tomarrow. I'll post the first part of chapter three tomarrow, and tell you guys the good news if it be true. Till then, this is Duo, signing out for the month of June. Yay July! and Yay Medca! Comments (4) |
Duo's uneducated thoughts on the day.
"I think I'm going to try to regain my past."
"It seems I've lost something along the way. Something that was apparently very important to me."
Alright, today official stinks. The above is a tiny exerpt from my story, the part I am currently writting.
Well, I woke up this morning, or afternoon rather, on finally getting enough sleep it seemed. Let's just say that my bed was a lot more comfortable then I where I spent the night on Saturday. I don't know what it was, but I just couldn't fall asleep. *sighs* At least I'm caught up now.
My car is going to cost a little more or less than $200 to fix. What a bunch of B.S. Well, there goes some of my college money. It turns out that there was something about a fuel pump regulator that was bad. Now Dad's all pissed cuz he said he checked that and it said it worked. He says he could have fixed it himself, and the simple fact that the part doesn't even cost that much. It's the damn labor and the computer thing they put the car on is what I'm paying for. Again, what a bunch of B.S.
Today is my second-cousins' birthday. She is the daughter of my oldest cousin, who is only 24 I believe. She's going to be three today. Which means, Yay! Cake and cookies for Duo! Not only that, but I get to see my little buddy (a.k.a. my littlest cousin, Aaron, who is already three). I hate these family get togethers, just because of one of my aunt's family. *sighs* I wish we could all just get along. There's basically this problem between us and them, and well...I don't want to explain it. It's too complicated. But I get to see my cousin's new house. I hear it's really big.
I started watching Scrapped Princess again because I was bored. It is a great show. If you haven't seen it yet, I would recommend it. Katie, I got a duel audio version of our show, so now you can hear Joshua Seth's voice! *giggles in girly fashion* Hopefully tomarrow will be better! And hey SG! Only two more days left in June! Yay! Comments (2) |
Sunday, June 27, 2004
Yeah....today sucks. I got a check in the mail from Target, apparently for my vacation hours. They took out over $40 for taxes. Bastards.
So I worked the libarary this morning after getting hardly any rest, and well....here you go. My quote:
"First, that human beings, all over the earth, have this curious idea that they ought to behave in a certain way, and cannot really get rid of it. Secondly, that they do not in fact behave in that way. They know the Law of Nature; they break it. These two facts are the foundatoin of all clear thinking about ourselves and the universe we live in."
The Twists of Fate: Chapter Two: Part 3
“It’s not that noticeable,” Sarah said looking closely at it.
“How am I going to perform tonight? I can’t go out on stage with a huge bruise on my leg!”
“We’ll just put some make-up on it,” Sarah said. “Either that or we’ll just wear boots instead of our shoes.”
“You’d do that?” I asked her.
“Oh, course. What are friends, and band mates for?”
Brian was still sitting with his back to the wall opposite me. He was looking at me as if he couldn’t believe that what Ms. Kensze said was right. I guess he though I was hurt. He kept starring at my bruise.
“Brian, I’m ok.”
“Are you sure?”
He was still looking at me, as if he didn’t believe what I was saying. It kinda looked like he was trying to play the events over again in his head. I guess he was blaming himself. For what reason, I can’t say. Maybe because he had always thought it was his duty to protect me. Or maybe because he just didn’t want to see me get hurt.
“So, Karen,” Sarah attempted to break the weird silence. “Why were you running?”
I looked from Sarah to Brian. His eyes were on mine. He wanted to hear how it happened. I know he wanted to see if there was some way he could have stopped me from getting hurt. I told them all that happened. What was in the room, what Mrs. Billblock’s reaction was, and why I ran out of the door.
They sat there and thought. Both of them. Not saying a word.
“I wonder why Mr. Miouga was so interested in the computer. I mean, what do you think is in it?” Sarah asked.
“That is nothing any of you need to worry about,” Mrs. Billblock’s stepped into the room, her eyes surveying us. “Ms. Kaoru, I would be very grateful if you didn’t mention this to anyone else. I knew you would tell them as soon as you got a chance.” A small smile came across her face. “But, you mustn’t tell anyone else about the computer, and the secret room. There is nothing important in that computer. It just has my thoughts for the day. You see, it’s kind of like my own personal journal. I like to type what I’m thinking in that computer, and then at the end of the year, I like to see what I thought. It gives me something to do, and it’s sort of a place to spill my guts, as you young kids say. I’m glad that you’re not hurt, cuz I don’t know how I would of explained it to your mom.”
“Yes, yes…here’s the ice,” Mr. Kensze came into the room, carry a bag full of ice. “Why don’t you just lie down, put this ice on your knee, and take a small nap. I know you’ll feel better.”
“But, what about class?”
“Don’t worry,” Mrs. Billblock said. “I’ll talk to your 3rd hour teacher.”
“And I’ll tell him too,” Sarah chimed in. “You just get rested up for tonight, ok?”
“I told you guys I’m not hurt,” I tried to explain.
“Just lie down, you don’t have to sleep if you don’t want to. It will do you some good after that excitement to just relax for a while.” Ms. Kensze said as she pushed me down on the bed and put a blanket over me.
“We better get to class,” Sarah said. “I’ll come get you for lunch, ok?”
“Come on Brian,” she said grabbing his arm. “We got to get back to class.”
Brian starred at me for a couple more seconds; his eyes were once again searching mine. I smiled at him, hoping he’d understand that I really was ok. He dropped his gaze and allowed himself to be lead out of the room by Sarah.
Today wasn't all that bad. I filled out an application at my brother's work, he's trying to get me a job there. I don't know about it though. I could make practicaly $8 an hour. Hopefully I'll get a call tomarrow. I just need a job.
My car has to be taken to the shop now, cuz dad can figure out what is REALLY wrong with the car. He thinks it's a relay wire. and he can't find where they are (>_<), so we'll have to call a tow truck, and all that junk. It sucks. I just want my car back.
Today was an allright day. I missed Red, which makes me sad. But I got to spend time with my "other" family. I had a great time with them, which I always do. Then i went to another friends house, and watched "My Big Fat Greek Wedding". A great movie. The three rolls of a Greek girl. "Marry Greek man. Make Greek babies. And feed people."
Such a great movie! I hope everyone has a great weekend! Sorry I haven't posted the last part of the chapter yet, but I'll do that on Sat. Bye for now! Comments (5) |
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Oh! I forgot! My greeting was just uploaded! I order you to go check it out, and send it! yeap, that was an order.....*grabs Katie's shirt as she trys to walk away* and where do you think you're going?? Comments (4) |