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I have played the fool for far too long. Today was supposed to be my lucky day, maybe 7 is now unlucky for me. I found out what my boyfriend was keeping from me, and he announced it in the most public conversation, i can't believe I didn't see it before (through myspace comments). Nick and his ex-girlfriend still love each other. LOVE, i can't compete with that, I don't even know if I believe in the word. Right now I am so fraszzled I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs or riding my bike till I wipe out so hard I can obliterate the pain. Do you know how hard it is when you FORESAW this event coming and you hoped with all your heart it wouldn't be true but then it was? It makes it so much fucking worse!!! Because you knew it before and it was gnawing at you until it came and then ripped off your limbs piece by piece so you could feel the singular agony. I have a dance recital today and they always saw, "You leave your persoal life at the door" Well I'm not going to, being pugnacious and baffled and destructive gives me passion. And I will dance with all the passion I have. I will dance like I have never danced before, I will outreach my limits and sweat off this unholy fever if pain.
KNOWLEDGE by: Karin Goczkowski
You think I didn't know
But oh, Now I do
And I would openly hand her over to you
As long as I saw a smile on your face
Its better for you,
And I will not chase
For she is a better drug for you
Than I will ever hope to be
If we end this now
I won't have to look for that
Happily Ever After story
Yea, I know I'm not consistent with my posts but that is just because most of the stuff that happens is truly truly personal and i cant even put it on my liveournal (which sucks) so to sum it all up I am totally UNobsessed with my secret admirer who stopped emailing me the same day I started going out with Nick Mayzure.....hmm.....fishy. well i still hope we can talk, ect. but yea, we've been going out for....four weeks so....about a month. i'm using his wording when i say, "i luff him too" its really weird though, i mean even if we broke up our relashionship would pretty much not change because thats just the way we are. ever since we met we've flirted and talked about random, sexual, and heartfelt things. even though its hard for me to trust people completely he's at about a 50 % . eirc is at a 70 % because i can predict whut he'll do, i dont know nick well enough. zach is a 60 % about and katryna is about a 500 % so yea, their scattered. paige is a 90 % =D because lately a lot has happened and i think we need to confide more
SO ANYWAYS!!!!!!!! I GRADUATED 8TH GRADE! I'M ACTUALLY A FRESHMAN NOW! go me!!
Notes:
1) Do i see u on a daily basis?
2) Are u in band?
3) Are u good at sports?
1. I see you on a daily basis but you don't see me
2. No
3. I think I am but who knows
1) Do you have red hair?
2) Are you tall?
3) Do you have big hands?
4) Are you using a friends myspace to message me?
1. My hair isn't red....per say.
2. I am not legally a midget. So therefore yes, I am tall.
3. My hands...I think are normal sized but, yet agian who knows.
4.I did use somebody elses myspace, although they are not really my friend, I just know their password. I am in the process of making my own myspace.
One hint about myself.... I am not in the "popular" crowd. Aka: I do not like Taylor Dunn
Long stroy short:
1)has a boyfriend that is only like an aquaintance (we dont kiss, cuddle, hug all that much)
2)i find this guy who likes me, i lik ehim too, he hugged me in the hallways, we flirted a lot, it was fun because i felt i belonged.
3)i made my desiscion to talk to my boyfriend and end it, he even said there was no point to a relationship
4)so of course the next step was to talk to the other guy
5)so when i came home from movie night i messaged him on myspace
6)he messaged me back saying damnit and to look at his status and stuff
7)i beleive this is how it worked: from the time i left school for movie night and came home and messaged him, he had gotten a girlfriend
So my question for all of you is how do i react to losing my hearts desire when both of us are dating somebody else? should i be happy or him and whoever? sad? interested? ignore it completely?
I need:
-to talk
-to flip
-to hurt
-to inflict pain
-to scream
-to sing
-to run
-to walk
-to dance
-to breath fresh air
-to leave bad things behind me
-to forget
-to remember
-to forgive
-to love
I needed to tell you all that my life was just at its high point, i was HAPPY! i was strong, brave, courageous, and energetic. Then, today, supposed to be my lucky day cuz 7 is my lucky # and its the 7th, turned to hell. So I broke a promise to myself and other people. And now, I'm back to depressed and melancholic karin. I lent Nick my math today as a visual aid cuz he didnt understand it, teacher saw him referring to it at lunch, thought he was cheating, took it away, and i havent seen my notebook since, i didnt turn in my perfectly correct math paper (whihc i had already gotten checked) and nobody has heard MY side of the story, so there is the MAIN main event of the day. Sometimes, I just wanna give up on life, but I'm gunna give life another chance to redeem itself, if not, idk what i'll do.
Admit It!! is a great song. Thank you Alex for introducing me to that song btw. well here I go, I'm gunna admit some things. Well I screwed up my life pretty bad. I'm sorry for all my previous depresing posts. For awhile I think I actually wnated to be diagnosed with something like epression because it would give me an answer to the sadness. I would ahve pills and maybe even be happy. But what is the point in being diagnosed if you haven't even tried to make myself happy again. And if you're wondering where the sudden inspiration for trying to make the abyss go away here it is:
I'm not a crying girl. I either hold it in until i burst, or i just, dont have enough tears.
But now, I cry.
I cry for us.
I cry for me.
I cry for death.
I cry for life.
I cry for future.
I cry for...past.
And now, I'm out of tears but I'm still crying, on the inside. And I'm not sure when I will stop. Maybe it never did from last time, maybe it never will. But for the moment, I will take my chances, and deal with what I have been dealt. I'll make it through.

Hi there. You may think I'm crazy, hell, i think I'm crazy. I'm posting for the new year and I admit, I'm pretty physched. Aspiring to be a writer, it's hard just to go through life like a movie. For a photographer or say, a screenwriter, it would be much easier. But for me, it's very....struggle-making.
*12:17, 7 is my lucky number! just add a 10 onto that!!*
Like a train, life has segments, breaks, connections, changes, and graffiti
Trains can go through seasons too
Warm
Hot
Cool
Cold
It doesn't affect it though
Like trains, people also go through these seasons
The can be warm
They can be hot
They can be cool
And they can be just plain cold
But here is where the breaks come in
You can jump them
Ride them
Skip them
Or just forget about them
Either that or here is where the connections come in
You can use these
For good
For bad
For nothing
For something
Or forget about them
Either that or here is where the changes come in
You can change it
Fix it
Mend it
Break it more
Or forget about them
Either that or here is where the graffiti comes in
This
You create yourself
I can't tell you what to do with it
Trains like these are
Not at all easy to break
So easy to run away on
Hard to catch
Hard to make
Like I said, even harder to break
Taking Speed doesn't speed it up
It might even just slow it down
There is no fast forward on life
There isn't a rewind either
Like trains
Not movies
It doesn't have a stop button
But it does have a play
To go through the story
Just press it
Cutting creates blood
Not making you more alive
Clarity doesn't come with age, or adreneline, or fear
It comes with understanding
Life is a train
Moving along
Chugging its way up hills
Carving through mountains
Carrying people
Letting them off
Moving and barely stopping
It doesnt have a stop button
Or a fast forward
Or a rewind
A play button though
That
Is what life is
A play button
The anticipation of the ride
I hoped you liked my little poem as a great opener to 2008. Happy New Years! Do you see what I mean though? Stories make you feel like you are part of them like, you are in the story being part of it. Life just isn't...no...wasn't like that for me. Now it will be, I'm stepping off the sidelines. I flushed 2007 down the toilet, I took a shower from 11:55-12:09 rinsing and cleaning everything that was weighing me down. I cried and sang and even wrote this poem. I'm not scared anymore. I think I was before but now, I'm not. I'm happy, being who I am. Getting mad when I think something is wrong. Loving without conditions even if it means, hurting the person I love. Living just being me. Not being wild but being free, me. Okay, enough with the speech. Happy New Years, I hope yours will be better than the last, eternal happiness.