will people some day, just be happy to be here? will the human race quit looking for a bigger, better alternative to life and live each day like it may be their last? when will people quit looking for the answers to everything, answers that not in 100 life times will be answered? i am not afraid to tell you i don't know because in plenty other fields i could tell you more. why is there such a worry as to what will happen after life, and no talk of what happened before it? why do people waste a waking second worrying about what others think and how you can become a better person by giving the core of your soul away? good people are good people, regardless of beliefs. live life loving others, helping others. become a good citizen and do what makes you happy. i am sick of this great debate full of nonsense and fairy tales. a smile is worth more money then the world has. a helping hand is as strong as an entire army. when one cries out for help, does it make a difference whether friend or foe see to you?

Carpe diem! Rejoice while you are alive; enjoy the day; live life to the fullest; make the most of what you have. It is later than you think.

perfume too strong

Before I left the house today I sprayed myself with a new fragrance. At the time I didn't realize how strong it was until it was deep into the pores of my skin. Later, sitting in class, not only am I making myself sick, but the reactions from others around me was horrid. For one day I covered something up by the means of excessive cosmetics, and in no way did I get a positive reaction. Why am I writing about this you may ask? .. Because for the last two hours I have experienced people's attitude toward me because I have negatively overdone myself. I wonder what men are thinking in the presence of these young overdone women?.. I ask myself if fake hair, nails, eyelashes and tans are a symbol of a girl with a personality and an IQ?. . I wonder if men can see through them as easily as I can. To their female viewers, we (as a whole) categorize these femme bottes as insecure and are typically the sob story of a 'puta' your father had before 'the one' came along. Also the big one, no self esteem .. to have to completely disguise yourself with a mask, so nobody can recognize the real you. I feel sorry for these girls.

Yo conozco una chica that has never been seen without her mask. This will forever boggle my mind. Don't get me wrong.. I enjoy dressing up as much as the next person but I can say without a doubt, that it has never taken me longer then 25 minutes and I am just as happy if not happier without make up. I have no problem going out without it.

It's only a matter of time before all clay cracks

i have so much to write
there is no time now
until tomorrow

a escribir a escribir

sweet endings come and go, love

La noche buena se viene,
La noche buena se va,
Y nosotros nos iremos
Y no volveremos mas.

when things are this good

I have had the most interesting of weeks.  I love the month of March.  There is something about it that brings a mix of hope and warmth for the near future.  I have been dreaming about snowboarding, a lot lately.  I have so much to look forward to, and have learned so much about myself over these past couple months.  I am content staying in on a friday night, laughing and enjoying the faces of my family, because at the end of the day these people mean the most and have been here for me since day one.  I am really in a good place right now and I can't pin point one thing that is wrong in my life, I have everything I need.  I hope to get back to big white once more before the season is over.  I am heading to Halifax to pick up my sister the day finals are done in April.  June, I head to Italy for 2 weeks, and if everything goes as planned, I will be going to New Zealand in August for the month.  I can't complain about anything.

photo credit to my dearest:

madlin'lucyk

20

i'm half awake and i'm dreaming
i'm half asleep yet i'm screaming
malicious thoughts of you,
of how you left me broken

they say evil prevails
when good men do nothing
yet while your not loving
your eyes are bluffing

at twenty--at twenty
what have i learned?
more important, what have i yearned?
at twenty, i expected more

i'm full of thought  yet i'm mindless
i'm full of help yet i'm useless
to run -- is easier said than done.
your foolish acts
your spineless knacks

at twenty i expected more

ipromiseiwon'tbuyanother

Bought the Pentax kx today, no more buying cameras this year.

go steady

they say play around

i've played you down

two years i've wasted

naive and tasted

a hundred lips

though none were true

boy I have this vision of you

however, in late September

my mind needs to wander alone

to stand here, stone.

"foolish girl" my mother claims

"silly girl, young dame"

march

I want to cut off all my hair
And go out walkin' in the cold
Carve myself a new hole
And talk just like before
I want to starve myself of blankets
And sleep here on the floor
Oh god don't let this be love
Stop calling me your lover
We'll stop talking on the phone
'Cause such a pretty voice
Just makes me miss the dial tone
So I'm gonna rip out my own heart
Who so clearly has betrayed
My quest for being lonely and my
Promise of the same
Well if I had a choice
And I'm only partly sure I do
I'd pack up all my things and I'd
Leave town and I'd leave you
Take up a residence
Just off the coast and
Drown a year or two
Oh god don't let this be love

pick a piper

get it  --  cheddah

the wooden sky

my favorite band as of late.

you can do what you want.

the only line that is true -- is the line that you're from


I have to say there was a mile or two
I had the itch to fly and i flew
now at best we would make our dreams 
with something used