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by Capricious on April 11th, 2013, 8:18 pm
Remember: Be thankful. Be grateful. Say please and thank you. Mind your manners. Treat others how you want to be treated. Love deeply and live freely.
I was taught that if you are feeling pessimistic, reflect on the things you are grateful for. Even the tiniest aspects of life can be appreciated. My soul needs a cleansing as of late.
- The rain that gives me shallow puddles to splash in. They cause me to giggle and return to the days when a puddle was exciting.
- The musty old books from the library that smell like heaven and lose their pages like trees in fall. They take me to other places where my imagination can run wild and I can escape life.
- The music that thumps in my ears as a less than respectful volume. The songs and lyrics keep me sane when I want to scream, cry, or both.
- The worn pin with fading color that clings to my backpack in a futile attempt to stay with me. On more than one occasion, pin, you've helped take my nerves away. I'm sorry I caused your color to fade with my nervous petting.
- The guys who care enough about one girl to think of her as more than a notch on a post or a bet to make. While not as awesome as other things, it is these individuals who keep me from throat-punching the jerks in the world.
- The hay that flutters around the barn when I feed the horses. It's not a pleasant feeling to have hay in unmentionable places, but the smell is so sweet.
The chocolate chip cookies that melt in one's mouth. Besides keeping me fed, the cookies give me hope the world is not losing its ability to cook. - The Robin calling angrily outside my window who keeps dive-bombing me when I go out. Besides being a protective mother, she reminds me there is more to life than my own world.
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by Capricious on April 23rd, 2013, 9:14 pm
“Death ends a life, not a relationship.”
― Mitch Albom, Tuesdays With Morrie
But sometimes relationships end lives.
The last couple of days have been tumultuous. Those in chat or who speak with me outside of Mizahar may have noticed me being snappy. I apologize profusely for my short words.
Several days ago, a friend I know shot himself. I ended up having to find out through a social networking site and gather information from then on. Slowly, the pieces came together. After his parent's divorce, my friend moved to Florida with his mother. He became involved with a relationship with a girl and, about a year later, they broke up. Their relationship ended only last week. My friend shot himself on Friday.
He survived the shot to the chest and was placed in critical care, on life support. For the past weekend, he has been fighting for his life. The attempt has been futile, as his body was shutting down. Tests showed the heart to be fully active. However, he was still on life support. The family pulled the plug today.
Please, please, don't waste your life. No matter how hard the situation seems or how many deadends you find yourself at, there are always ways. If you're religious, you could always turn to religion. If you have close friends whom you trust, speak with someone. Talk to your family. Find a counselor. Please, don't do something you'll only regret later. If you survive. In my friend's case, he won't get the chance to regret.
Please. Don't be a statistic. Be someone. Be something. Fight.
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by Capricious on April 30th, 2013, 2:49 am
"Accept Reality; it's difficult, it's trying, and it's never going away."
-Anonymous
The funeral was today. Nearly all of my grade plus more left school to attend the visitation. His body is still in the process of being transported back to the state, so the funeral was more of a visitation and ceremonial than anything. I'm not going to lie, the funeral was difficult. The hardest part was having to accept he is finally gone and that this isn't some cruel, if late, April fool's joke.
I want my friend back. I want to see him smile and flip his hair out of his eyes. I want to hear his laughter and bask in how welcoming of everyone he was. I miss seeing him interact with anybody, his giving nature making him popular and his addictive personality keeping him there. I just want my friend back.
To those who are waiting on me for moderation, grading, etc., please be patient. I should be back in working order after Wednesday. Real life has caught me in its grasp and refuses to let go. College has picked up, with the end of this semester right around the corner, and high school has become demanding as well. Several extra-curricular activities, plus the recent events with my friend, have dragged me away from the computer. My players have already been forewarned of this and are ever the patient. To those who offer their condolences or a shoulder to lean on, I thank you. It means more than you could ever estimate.
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by Capricious on May 28th, 2013, 1:29 am

Hi There.
As of today I am resigning from the staff. All reasons are personal and I have immensely enjoyed my time here. The opportunity to help make my mark on Mizahar as a staff member has been rewarding and a wonderful experience. The other staff members are unique and work together wonderfully. The players I have worked with have a thousand and one stories to tell, each in their own style of writing. I will still be active on my PC,
Lixue.
Thank you.
-Capri
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Capricious - Assistant Storyteller of The Spires
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by Spirit Frostfawn on June 1st, 2013, 10:50 pm

Noooooooooo
Now I'll be all alone in the Spires! What am I going to do!? Well... anyways, it sucks that you had to retire, and though I'm sad... I understand... I'd volenteer there, but... I can't exactly be an ST for myself. Doesn't really work. So I hope things work out, and you're also able to pay more attention to Lixue! I'll find a way to get stuff to work
*Goes off to bug other STs*Well, bye!!

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by ShayneThill on October 10th, 2013, 7:59 am
Capricious wrote:
I'm not saying this to be boastful or brag, but I'm good at football. I have an arm that can throw nearly the length of a football field and not fumble except when tired. I react faster than I think and have sticky fingers once I get serious. I'm fast on my feet and a good blocker.
That was funny. You said your feet are ball blocker. Whether they are as capable as phone jammers?
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