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silent_shards1
17 July 2005 @ 10:55 pm
Christina sooo definitely called me and talked to me about poop this morning. It was strange. And the weirdest thing to hear right after finishing the harry potter book. so i worked from five to nine this evening. and and and and and i lost my train of thought...

bleah. was having a halfway mental breakdown thing and then christina so was just like, get over it, and it worked better than anyone being all pitying and shiznit.

soo... there is nothing interesting to talk about, other than christina and her poop fest, but that's her story to tell.

although there was that day i sorta blew up at tina for being really depressed/sucidalish. i can't stand it when people talk that way because it's like they can't see anything but the bad. jaded people don't just see the bad, they see the good too. they have to, and suicidal depression only lasts so long, and it's rather cowardly to be honest. how can you be sucidal when we have a world that needs to be fixed around us?

we should be focusing on fixing our society, not destroying it by more death of the people with progressive mind-sets.

blehness.

gotta work again tomorrow.

gotta convince adam to take me to dancing moon.

~Kelly
 
 
silent_shards1
14 July 2005 @ 09:31 pm
so today fucking rocked.

at work, i met adam. who is so fucking queer it's great. and we talked all throughout our shift about discovering our sexuality, coming out, our family/friends reactions, and queer movies.

after i got off work, (adam got off at three... i got off at three thirty instead of four b/c there was nothing else for me to do), i ate lunch and sat and waited for him, because he told me that if mary and him didn't do the whole hanging out thing then he would come back and get me.

and he did, which rocked. i sorta knew he would, just because of that whole "feeling" we all get about situations like that.

and so we went to his apartment and watched the movie, kissing the guido (which rocked), and we talked forever about really random shiznit, like pride merchandise, cats, and friends/old relationships.

and then jason came home (adam and jason are roomates (not dating)) and he's really fucking cool... they're both queer (they apparently prefer that term to gay :-p) and when jason came home adam smoothed the intros really well.

he was like, jason, this is my girlfriend.

and i was all, pssh, i would so never date you.

and jason laughs and does the whole high-fiving thing.

then we have the conversation about how we've all tried sex with the opposite sex, and jason is all like, i tried it (he was married for 1 and 1/2 years), didn't like it, pussy's not my thing. (his words). and then he was like, it's cool that you like that-it's your thing, dick is my thing, we'll get along fine.

in any case, it fucking rocked.

although adam and i tried to have the conversation about why most lesbians and queers don't get along.....

heh.

adam was like, guys are so fucking complicated.
and i was all, no, girls are complicated.
jason wasn't there for that part of the conversation.

anyways, i think we're going to do something else tomorrow.

which will rock.

i love my glbtq family.

:-p

~Kelly
 
 
silent_shards1
13 July 2005 @ 06:17 pm
So I've definitely found myself to be a lesbian instead of just bisexual.

Mehness.

Wanna know how?

Easy.

I had sex.

*gasp*

Poor innocent virginal Kelly is no longer that. :-p

Which should make me happy.

Except that throughout the whole encounter, I felt like something was missing. And it definitely didn't seem any better than just regular masturbation (with a dildo, pps.)

So I don't like guys.

At all.

Except as friends.

So there.

~Kelly
 
 
 
silent_shards1
13 July 2005 @ 01:01 pm

 
 
 
silent_shards1
13 July 2005 @ 11:25 am
If there was no hope of redemption for your lover whom you've just discoverd is a serial killer, would you kill your lover or help your lover kill?

*assume that killing your lover means that he/she will be getting the death sentence in prison.*

just wondering what people would do if this ever happened....

~Kelly
 
 
silent_shards1
12 July 2005 @ 08:54 pm
what up bitches.

i so need to get a life that doesn't concern astrology or making lj layouts. and my sister is a pervert.

who now has a lj... so you must all add her or die the death of paulhaters. (hehe, even kyra won't get that one, mehness!)

anyway.

katie, i'm working on getting the chapter typed...

while reading qaf fanfic.

can't wait for HBP to come out this Saturday. Wootness. I soo have it on reserve.

and yeah.

gonna teach my sis how to make layouts now.

later.

~Kelly
 
 
 
silent_shards1
12 July 2005 @ 02:24 pm
Lots of Astrology Information About Me

Don't Read it Unless You Really Want to Know Because It's REALLY FUCKING LONG


Sun In SagittariusCollapse )
Ascendant in PiscesCollapse )
Moon in PiscesCollapse )
Mercury in ScorpioCollapse )
Venus in SagittariusCollapse )
Mars in ScorpioCollapse )
Jupiter in AriesCollapse )
Saturn in SagittariusCollapse )
Uranus in SagittariusCollapse )

Yay for me.

And Christina's profile thingy will be my *next* post :-p

~Kelly
 
 
silent_shards1
12 July 2005 @ 10:57 am
Balanced
Life is all about balance. Darkness can't be
without light, and light can't be without
darkness. You see everything through different
angeles to gain perspective over situations.
You act rather rational and people can find you
stiff and/or emotionless due to this. Life is
not really that good to you, yet it's not so
bad. Like everything else, you need to balance
it in order to find peace.


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Your footsteps echo on the stone,
as you fall into the memories of
the relationship you should never
have found yourself within.
All the secrets, all the lies,
all the promises she broke.
Nothing seems to make the pain
easier to deal with and you know-
you know that she's watching,
waiting for you to fall apart,
waiting to see you crumble.
But you will never let her see
you shatter, you know too well
the meaning of hatred and revenge.
Nothing is served by its purpose,
Noone ever heals from its serving.
You continue on, your mind wrapped
in shrouds of silence, an oath to
yourself that things will never
become the way they did with her.
No one else will shatter you,
No one else will break you.
You will break yourself before
anyone can claim to love you.
Love is just a fallacy, a broken
promise, a misguided passion that
only lasts for a moment. And a
moment is too short for the
forever you were promised.


Hehehe. Random poem, totally out of the air. I have no freaking clue where it came from, but it appeared. Which is happy because I haven't written a poem in forever. Yay. At least I know I can still *write* a poem. I was beginning to worry.

*Goes to watch tv and do other unspeakable naughty things*

I think I'm insane. Really.

Work starts Thursday. Am excited.

~Kelly