Friday, May 10, 2002

If I want to kill myself, should others want to kill me too?
And if I want to kill myself, should I want others to want to kill me?

Thursday, May 09, 2002

Haha,
this would certainly help MUN. found via EEP Quotes.





take the "what's my fault" quiz.

(and then browse around mewing.net. because laura is cool.)


I wonder whether the One who Spins creates from a uniform substance.
And I wonder what note my string would sing when vibrated.
And I wonder, when cut, whether I'd curl up violently or fall limply.
And I wonder, when freeing me, whether the One who Cuts needs sewing scissors or a battle axe.

Oh, by the way, my plant lives! Unfortunately, most of the other ones weren't relocated but stomped and uprooted.

Wednesday, May 08, 2002

ah, fuck. They killed it. The one Thing that grew without my having to tend It every day, that understood the concept of tough love. It was bad enough when they uprooted my father's plant; how could they kill mine too? Grrrrrrr, I wish those workers had never re-laid the cement in the driveway, in the pathway, and in the storm drain. Itai, it hurts.

Monday, May 06, 2002

I hear witches inside my ears
Stirring poisons from the past,
Proclaiming false all of my tears:
"Only we shall evil cast!"


Bleakness holds me in a tremor,
Fearing all that I should do
- Never shall I do harm, never!
I steer only to the true! -


Something deep in rain it shatters
Minds and holds and freedoms through;
Reeling spirits, b'hold my weather:
Only false will do me true.


Witches in me are my pleasure,
Witches out are quickly in;
Stirring themselves in their cauldron,
Seeping in my brain, they end:


"Cry us not your bad and evil,
Pretend not to deeply sin;
Your blackest parts are to us steeple,
Evil lies in inaction."


Something in the rain, it shatters
Something in my mind, it cries;
Death is all we have that shivers
Deep inside our faithful lies.


- done by the crazy slick fizziks man
I went to play basketball with Khushboo and realized i suck at it! It was embarassing, especially since that guy with the gimp arm passed the ball to me for almost every play, and i still only made 2 shots. I guess I will have to practice. =P Hee, Khushi, let's do that again!!