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The road to the end. by Sorian on January 22nd, 2010, 9:52 pm
Fleeting away as arrows free from constraint are the days I enjoyed with no restraint; left are the questions, the quandaries that seek, answers to explain morose days so bleak. To how the listless, injured, struck down heart once laden with but toil is now torn apart.
It is nature to men to keep their gait, and promise glory when in defeat he bathes. Neither one ever the end of what he sought; takes never the outcome for which he fought; self-duty serves the dish prepared too cold, his fate alas is carved in bone, not gold.
And each dark sign floating in my head I wish was gone, but strives return instead. Rings true each full feeling with abandon; holding fast these hands from action. They lure me to sleep and worn by song yet they sing but truthful lies and rightful wrongs.
The noose hangs lightly over the shrill wind, echoing the moments and times I sinned; sunlight comes, a glimmer, a ray of light descends down to bend one’s plight. And in a hold of black, a silver tear drops as salvation draws ever near.
I pray I may in my times of grief, remember that suffering is always brief in the hearts of those who wish to live; So sally forth, strong heart, and believe.
Though strength in part I may or not possess, my own I’ll keep to stay beyond duress when time demands I show these dreams to see what truths life and death requires me to be.January 23, 2010 |
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Last Week of School Update by Thayer on May 20th, 2013, 12:19 am
It's been a while since I've blogged. I suppose I should start by saying how I am feeling. Well, right now I feel exeptionally good because my last math test is done as of 5/17 and school is almost over! I was completely frightened of going to high school and after living through the torturous hell of middle school (especially eighth grade) I am happy to say that I will now be homeschooled. I have stopped telling people this because everytime I explain that I am going to homeschool myself people merely laugh and question my logic. I spit back at them with a "watch me" or "that's because you don't have the passion to believe I can, like I do". Why can someone think they can do that? The funny thing was, that this was a teacher who questioned me first start I explained.
I don't understand people, neither do they understand life I suppose. They think it's fun and games, or its serious work, when in fact it is what it is. They mess around and act like complete arse holes because they think its funny. Now I suppose I am writing this to the wrong people, but it feels good to get it off my chest in writing and not in other ways I have tried.
Above all, I will put this in the past and think about the free summer I have ahead of me. I have worked everything out for next year and am thinking about starting school at 7:30 and ending at 1:00, which is good to me. Science should be the first class, because I love it, and everything else is a go with the flow trial and error schedule!
I have much more to talk about, but feel that it is unnecessary and pointless. So I will end with a simple conclusion: Wish me luck and happy last few days of school!
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Maturity is Feeling Life ... by Malia on October 17th, 2009, 4:17 pm
Too much music can be highly distracting. Invading your ears, staying in your mind until you go mad … But today, while listening to Jolin Tsai, Kana Nishino and a lot of other great Asian artists, I think about my schedule for the weekend. I will have to work a lot for Mura, but at the same time I want to keep doing sports and playing violin. Wednesday, where I skipped a lesson with my violin teacher, was bad, and I can't repeat that. Additionally, I have to do my homework and sit down and learn a bit for Monday, but that shouldn't take too long. I already see myself doing this at Sunday evening, but I don't care, haha~. It's amazing how good friends can motivate someone. Just a side note … when I imagine myself being slender and elegant, I want to do sports much more than before. This just seems like the right time. Sure, I tried several times a few years ago, again and again, but couldn't keep the activity up, and so I gave up rather quickly. This time is different. This time I think I can do it. From September on I feel a lot of change I've ran and am still running through. And although I don't really appreciate change when it comes to daily actions and projects, I really welcome this kind of change. I'm developing, maturing, growing into adulthood. Guess it feels like that … It's a good feeling. Additionally, I find it easier to be enthusiastic and motivated about projects. Not only new ones, but also people and ideas that have already accompanied me for a while. I have recognized that our relationship has grown and gotten better during the time we spent together. It's a feeling I haven't really known before when my attention span was very short and I couldn't keep working on a project for longer than … say, two hours. Working during summer break has helped a lot too. When looking back, I find completely and utterly boring what I was required to do back then – browsing through endless lists of CVs, sending dozens of emails, scanning more than 300 sites... [ Continued ]
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Entry #3 by Ash Sentry on November 29th, 2009, 8:29 pm
It is done. I have written down the dastardly prophecy- for that is what I believe it to be- and I have kept it. It seemed too important to burn like the others. What is so tragic is that the poem, which I have named Red Teardrops, may have sealed my doom. I showed it to one of the high priestesses, and she believes the poem and I to be demonic. She has accused me of using the dark arts, of witchcraft! There is to be a private trial tomorrow at noonday. I fear for my life as well as my soul, now. Although perhaps it is best that the world is purged of me, I cannot allow it. Self preservation is human and myrian nature, after all.
As I write this, I am about to flee my church, my home, my prison out of the window that they so stupidly did not lock. I will go to an inn where hopefully I can find a hot meal and a room to stay in at least temporarily. I may be damned, but I refuse to die in this place, forgotten and hidden from the world.
Ash Sentry Young Priestess... and Prophetess?
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June Updates by Sunette on June 6th, 2014, 5:25 pm
So, ladies and gents, As my last blog said, I was having a pretty bad time in my life. Lost my job, pretty sick, low on money, ETC. WELL, Now is different. Today will be the last day of my first week of training for a customer support job at Xerox. (It isn't nearly as bad as it sounds-- The project I work in is for Apple iOS so it's nice, but I don't work for Apple if that makes sense.) The pay is nice and performance based and everyone there is super nice and it isn't anything like other call centers I've been in. Great family community, and the training is SO in depth. I love it. Still very happily in a relationship, money coming in, celebrating Shi's birthday tomorrow. Life is turning up and I just thought I'd let you all know.
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