On the other side of the world She stands on the ocean shore Gazing at the heavens She wonders, is there something more Never been told the name of Jesus She turns and walks away What a shame [oh yeahh]
Just across the street in your hometown Leaving from his nine-to-five Gazing down the road He wonders, is this all there is to life Never been told the name of Jesus He continues on his way What a shame [oh yeahh]
Whom shall I send? Who will go for me? To the ends of the earth Who will rise up for their King Here am I, send me Here am I, send me
I want to live in the city with no friends or family I’m gonna look out the window of my color tv I will remember to remember to forget you Forgot me, I’m gonna look out the window of my color tv Through the cracks in the wall Slow motion for all Dripped out of the bar So (sports? ) is nothing at all I’m watching tv I guess that’s a solution They gave me a receipt that said I didn’t buy nothing So rust is a fire And our blood oxidizes My eyes roll around all around on the carpet Oh hit the deck It’s the decal man Standing upside down and talking out of his pants
Through the cracks in the wall Slow motion for all Left holding the ball and a part for your car  so close your eyes and sleep to dream. i'm by your side, no words to speak. we'll set our course and make it through. no matter how far i go, my heart remains with you.. OTHER BLOG...thingys? mine on xanga.com Rachel KELSEY
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12.16.2004
my magical trip to an forgotton world
Drugs...You know...everyone thinks I used to do them. wtf mate. But lately it feels like I might as well because im getting the same feelings doing nothing at all. Ive been getting so many headaches...stomachaches and just overall feeling like poo. It sucks man.
Im still reading Kurt's journals and biography. This guy was amazing. Im only to when hes 23 though. I cant wait to read more. His life sounds a bit like mine. Hes fascinating you know. As ive said before...on here or xanga I cant quite remember.
I have a conumdrum.
christmas
My brother wants to come out...But I might not be here. I havent seen his beautiful and slightly forgotten face since i was around 10. Bloody hell. What shall I do. I miss him like hell. Then again I want to go on my trip...but then on the other side if I go I have to wait a couple more years to see him. *sigh*. Sometimes the worst that life throws at us is a little too fustrating. Hes going to graduate college in AZ in a couple years. I wonder what he'll do with his life. Maybe just stay co-manager of that world wide comapny. Its quite an accomplishment for a 20y.o. dont you think? I remember when we were little and hed help me with everything. I remember my older sister and how I always wanted to be exactly like her...it wasnt fair...hah. Thats all still the same. I kind of yearn for the loving and attention from them that I never got from parents/if they were still in the picture...or from anybody. I guess thats why I'm so immature. Im still looking for my childhood. Still wanting but pushing away the affection I need. Because I know soon it'll all go away. So I look for things in my friends. Im always the problem solver...why is that? Everybody comes to me expecting amazing and profound advice HAH...or at least a few friends do. It doesnt really annoy me though...to know Im need, I like that feeling. To be a part of something...but i think maybe I ruined it all when it became a little fustrating with my own problems and such and I kindof avoiding giving help. Hmm...that sucks doesnt it.
I wish my brother were here. Ill just keep on missing him. *sigh*. bloody hell.
On a lighter note...Ceramics...woooo...I was using the potters wheel and made three new little works of shat lol...theyre okay I guess. My hands occasionaly bleed from the wheel though. Trying to center the clay your hands grind against the bottom and hit the wheel...which irratates my skin and scrapes my skin off...on a more exausting note....Ive been running at night for 30-60 minutes...and working out in the center in our school. Im sore today from it hah. I feel weak, I used to be able to bench 120lbs and now im down to 90lbs :(. I guess like 5,000,000lbs of fat overtook my muscle hah...okay not that much but I feel all giant and gross. Lol.
Theres some guy looking at porn in front of me...Im starting to get a little freaked...Okay maybe not to others but I find it sketch to look at porn in a school library.
...*sigh*
-Zindy
Posted at Thursday, December 16, 2004 by your myspace whore
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12.8.2004
since i replaced the i in live with an o i cant remember who you are
Everything is seriously annoying me today. And I couldnt tell you why. Because I have no idea why. In Relationships (class per. 3) everybody kept taking my well perfected and time comsuming fully well made out of duct tape wallet out of my backpocket (eh...just Steven) and throwing it around. Which kinda pissed me off. Then I sat down and Dane was talking to me as I was reading the very interesting biography of Kurt Cobain [Kurdt Kobane as he spelled it in his highschool years] and kept distracting me. So I put my phones on and tried to isolate myself away from everything. Yesterday I was bothered too...and I need to find out what it is before it drives me insane.
Im reading through Kurt's journals...hes interesting, and they intruige me. The way he thinks is amazing, his thought process. And no I dont fancy him because of Nirvana. I just find him as a person a well thought out man. The sick and twistedness of his words, the way he thinks about himself, looking at his art, everything is well thought out. If you read between the lines its like you almost know him. In the beginning of his biography they talked about his hometown..in Washington. Close to where I lived. He said names of places I had lived, walked through, and known. If he was still alive and I had still lived in WA I might have even known him. There is pure exstacy in his word. [Im aware I cant spell thank you]
Today the 8th of Dec.= marks one month
Im recording every day, every moment and thought in books and books under cloths and piles of dust compressing into junk in drawers. And no one will read them. They will be ALL of my thoughts, my sins, my habits, everything that makes me myself and I will pour my soul into them. No one will ever find them. Its just my soul I guess.
Punk rock is dead for me..
..so lets bring it back to life,
-Zindy
Posted at Wednesday, December 08, 2004 by your myspace whore
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12.5.2004
shabba shabba uneventful days
....My layout seems to be bothering me...I think I shalt change it. But I should probably save the html for what i have now hehe.
as always,
Zindy
Posted at Sunday, December 05, 2004 by your myspace whore
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11.30.2004
Sorry I havent scanned in my entries in awhil,e my sister her husband and their baby were taking over my room and i couldnt get to the computer...so hes everything youve missed...

Posted at Tuesday, November 30, 2004 by your myspace whore
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11.18.2004
Posted at Thursday, November 18, 2004 by your myspace whore
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11.13.2004
((Mood: sick))
((Music: snow))
Well as most of my comrades do not know...I have a new puter in my room which allows me to access the internet unlike my old one form around like the 40's (yes people I know there werent puters back then)
Phil has gone to New Orleans for a concert and is staying on Burban St. Im sure he will encounter LOTS AND LOTS of boobies. Well, hes gone now as I said fairwell as he hung up the phone. I will miss that crazy little lad of mine.
So what has happened in the crazy life of Kaity whilist I havent been posting. You shall soon find out...oh youll find out....
First things first...I think Ill go in order but whenever I say that...it never happens...but I'll try
#1: Haunted House an hour away with Krissy and Kathryn:
-Oh boy...the ride up, I called Phil, all of us talked to him and it twas fun
-Thong fight...I think everybodys ass was currently being flossed by the soft material of our thongs as we chased eachother around in the car trying to stay between the yellow lines of the road to gleefully pull eachothers thongs up and trying to do the cartoonish thing of pulling them over the other persons head. Now if I do say so myself...Kathryns thong was HELLA pulled and streched because it didnt really use elastic to pull against her body. And the jeans she was wearing made it a joyride veiw for any man in eyesight.
-We talked about our boobies
....We called Kathryn cardboard because anyone who knows her knows about her bras...i dont want to say this on the internet because that would be cruel so lets just say. Shes not a pack mule.
...Krissys boobies are fun to squish because...well..theyre squishy, shes like a b or a c or something
....then theres poor little Kaity whos always clowned on because her boobies are like...huge...AND ITS NOT MY FAULT IM TRYING TO SHRINK THEM...its just not working. Everybody enjoys poking and squishing and touching them...and I dont know why. Its not that big of a deal to have large breastesses such as myself. They just get in the way.
-Fighting. Whever Krissy and Kathryn go they always fight. Quite amusing if I do say...sometimes its scary...its like a soap opera comedy. You laugh, you cry, you scream, and you grab somebodys penis.
-So we get there, buy the tickets and get in line. We're behind these two guys and whoever theyre with. One of them was cute and Kathryn kept like pushing me into him. I think he got annoyed. So when we were about to go in they were like "Oh you guys go ahead of us and well go by orselves" and everybody wnated me to be in front. But I didnt want to be. So I kindly asked them if they would go infront of me with us. They said okay. And so I warned them whoever was in front of me im going to grab when I get scared. So the cute one stood in front of me saying he didnt mind. I felt so special...even though he probably just wanted Kathryn to be behind him groping his ass. Because see going places with Kathryn is...kinda depressing, because shes gorgeous, and Im not...so its just like, I sit and wait for the men to grope her and pick up her number, use stupid lines or whatever, and after im done like kicking myself for being so damn notgoodlooking we go somewhere else...and the same rutine runs again. But anyway...we went through it and I stayed close to this mystery name lad and sucessfuly DO grope him like 19 times. Then we come to a room with spiders...if you know me you know I have aracnaphobia and I HATE spiders...he blocked the door so we couldnt get out, I was pushing on him to move but he laughed at me. lol. It wasnt funny though. So this ended and we get in the car...and drive off.
-Car ride back...Everybodys basically exausted but we want to go do something. So we think of Moonlight Bowling over at whever the hell that place we go is. But its too late to do that. So then we think of Fun Station USE for rollerblading....YES I KNOW WERE STUPID AND IMMATURE AND GO TO KIDDIE PLACES...IM AWARE. So we get there, and its closed. Bummer. So I get dropped of home, run into my room, press redial and call Phil. Once again we fall asleep on the phone and i wake up to him saying good morning. I love those mornings.
Halloween night was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO crazy...and if youd like to read about this then go to www.xanga.com/an_uber_emo_chick thank you.
Lets skip ahead to school...
-My grades are okay but i think im falling behind
-Teachers arent that sympathetic this year...FINALLY SOME HARD ASS MOTHERFRICKIN TEACHERS TO PUT ME IN MY PLACE...im so excited. woo *sarcasim*
-Im still not doing gym, Im sorry but Id rather not die.
-Alan is still the hottest most sexybeast guy Ive ever seen...hes from Scottland hes only here for one semester and HE HAS AN ACCENT. Tall, rad blonde hair, AMAZING smile, skinny, rad clothes...*sigh* I want to visit Scottland.
-Nikole and Nathan are dating, how cute.
-MY NICKNAME IS FRESHMAN NOT 9th GRADER THANK YOU....juuuust because its freshman doesnt mean you can call me 9th grader...how did I get the nickname you ask??
...im the littlest in everything when it comes to friend stuff...they all have sex regularly and arent vulnrable like me...so...I portrey the classic Freshman girl...and that is why tis my nickname. No further details at this time.
-No idea who my friends are anymore, Molly has new best friends. Kelsey...eh, me and Kelc still rock it, Ali is still kinda close to me, Laura is nowhere to be found, Victoria got a boyfriend, me and Krissy just recently became good friends again, Rachel has moved, Ashleigh has moved, JJ doesnt talk to me much more, I think Gabby doesnt like me very much and neither does Charrlote K....and...I dont know...but I have some new good friends such as Nikole, Paige, Ellen, Jermey, Latoya, Charlotte G., Olivia, Alli and a few others...woo
Well then goes on to Crazy Weekend with Alli, and the Church Disaster...go to www.xanga.com/an_uber_emo_chick
<3 always,
-Zindy
Posted at Saturday, November 13, 2004 by your myspace whore
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10.26.2004
Hmm...I ponder this rather questioning myself
Well I've been thinking about this because I happen to know someone with this problem...Now...Is it wrong to like your boyfriends best friend? I think maybe but maybe not depending. See, my friends boyfriend has been lying to her about ALOT of stuff and hes just being a butt at the moment and she likes his best friend. She was talking to me and she doesnt exactly know what to do. Because she doesnt really have a fancy for her boyfriend anymore because of everything hes done and the feeling is mutual between her and his best friend...not that her and her boyfriends best friend would go out or anything. But making the feeling obvious to others is a question she doesnt have an answer to. So do you think its alright to let everyone know about their mutual feeling? Or should she just be quiet about it and continue going out with her boyfriend...or maybe...since hes lied and hasent said anything about for for months...should she break up with him? Im not quite sure how to give advice to my friend.
I talked to Phil last night...We got on the phone at like 7pm and ended up falling asleep around 11:40 or something like that...he woke up every other hour to see if I was still there. Then after my alarm went off i noticed I was still holding the phone...then I hear "Good morning Kaity" I was like :o :D!!! *smiles* "good morning Phil" ... then we talked for another half an hour till my grandmum came downstairs and yelled at me to get dressed and return to the noisy halls of SHS...see i wake up an hour before hes supposed to. So I felt really bad so when we said bye I told him to get sleep...which hopfully he did. Then he told me hell be home around 2:50. So I shall call him right when I get home...well later because i get home around 2:20 since school gets out at like 2:15. Anyway...Im having a great morning this morning. And Im supposed to be in the lower 9 building taking a History test that I missed...but guess what. I couldnt care less and I feel great about it.
Its a beautiful day,
Zindy
Posted at Tuesday, October 26, 2004 by your myspace whore
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10.12.2004
youve got this silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat
(music: various artists and songs because im listening to launch)
(mood: MWAH HA HA HA I AM SOOO HYPER)
So Rachel sent me this email right? And it was of this band...and one of the pictures the guy was holding his penis, now...these were publisized photographs...and if I do say so...his wang wasnt up to size. haha. But still...the drummer was pretty effin hot. Here, I shall show you the photos...

..............THIS IS ROBBY............................................................
..................THIS IS ONE OF THE BAND MEMBERS ARSES HOLDING A WITTLE DOGGIE IN IT.....
it looks like Rachels dog....woahness

AND THATS THE BAND!!!!
Spiffy aint it? I think so. ONCE AGAIN!, i failed to call Brandon because like ten minutes before I am supposed to ring him I always pass out and feel horrible. :0( I am so ashamed. Well, i just wanted to update everyone on the sexybeast band members...specially Robby, cuz hes uber hot.
I dont practice Santeria I aint got no crystal ball but I had a million dollars and I I spent it all,
Kaity
Posted at Tuesday, October 12, 2004 by your myspace whore
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10.10.2004
This weekend has been quite boring except the many hours laying awake talking to Ashley whilst she was over. That was last night, but tonight is this night. And this night I lay alone, talking to myself again.
You know, I dont get guys...I dont get Brandon anymore. It's like he doesnt even care for me at all. It confuses me greatly. He went to homecoming with Kayla...an old girlfriend. I wonder if he did anything with her. Even though I know better than to question what he does. And also it's confusing how I would like to ask things, and bring things up but if I do, he questions why I dont trust him...I just dont get much these days.
Larisa sent me a message, and if youve known me long enough youll know who the lass is. Sean Fridays girlfriend, who he is currently in love with. I hope they get married, because they sure seem awesome together. But she was a weird kind of nice to me. Like, I should get over him and stuff, but she had said it rather sweetly...and the thing is. Is that I am over Seanie boy, I'd just like a nice friendship although I know its probably too much to ask for. And I still have the stupid letter addressed to him in the bottom of my drawer. The letter must me 8 months old now. Sealed, and stamped and ready to fly to CA...but yet, I dont dare send it. I wont send it ever. Because I read it again. And I've decided its better if it stays in my top drawer underneath thongs, panties, bras and socks...along with tampons and such, and collected dust. That was maybe just a bit more information then you needed to know...knowing whats in my top drawer. But everyone has a top drawer. At least I dont keep condoms and a huge jar of vasiline like the lad's.
I read Rachels blog...and saw some pictures from concerts shes been to. I dont not understand how shes gets backstage and gets to slap the arse's of these great famous characters and scrape up some photos of the event. Puzzles me if I do say. I wish I could do that. She needs to come back my dear friend. Yes, I shall buy a plane ticket.
Well I must leave because im being bombarded in on.
Bye loves
<1+2,
Kaity
Posted at Sunday, October 10, 2004 by your myspace whore
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10.6.2004
josh is...well...was sick
Okay well I'm supposed to write a whole journal entry about how Josh was sick...Im still going to complete such a great task but i first will inform people on many other things...
#1: I just went pee and it reminded me of last year how Kelsey, Dakota, Rebecca and I were in Puter class and I went to pee and the toilet stopped in its mid-flush action
#2: I have a REALLY weird taste in my mouth right now
#3: The infamous Rachel-the-sexybeast just gave me an email to address to and get free My Chemical Romance tickets!!! I love that whore...Rachel herself
#4: People keep telling me how they love my hair today (because Im wearing it down) but I think i look like a discombobulated silk pillow
#5: Im just doing this whole recording whatever right now because I like hitting the # button
#6: I think I should probably stop
#7: But as you know...tis a fun task
#8: Alright alright Ill stop
So about Josh. Yes, Josh was sick :0(. Twas a horrible thing. But he still sounds hot when hes got the flu. haha. And his oh so uber New York accent...which is a very interesting thing...is gone when hes sick. So he sounds like wicked American. Well, I would say "Hope he gets better", but he already is. SOO...I hope he got better. Does that work?? Eh? All in favor leave me a comment. Cuz I dont get much of those anymore :0(
Well I think thats it but Im going to try my bestest and hardestest to get more entries every other day.
Amen,
Kaity
Posted at Wednesday, October 06, 2004 by your myspace whore
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