Castaway from year 2008

"I'm riding on the night train and
Driving stolen cars
Testing my nerves out of the blvd.
Spontaneous combustion in the
Corners of my mind
Leaving in the lurch
And I'm taking back what's mine

I'm on a mission
Into destination unknown
An expedition
Onto desolation road
Where I'm a...

Castaway - going at it alone
Castaway - now I'm on my own
Castaway - going at it alone
Castaway - now I'm on my own
Lost and found, trouble bound
Castaway"
"Castaway" - Green Day

This is probably my last post of 2008.
Does it make me sad? No.
Does it make me happy? Yes.

Yep Ashley and I are gonna party like there's no tomorrow.
But in reality, there may not be a tomorrow.
So we're gonna live it up.

Oh! KIWI! I almost forgot.
This is scaaaary stuff, I'll tell ya...
Flashback to RP!
Two very new characters with a psychotic mother!
My friend Kyra knows a guy... with the same name as your guy...
And I have a friend... with the same name as my guy...
Do these guys look familiar?
*(for the sake of their privacy, no names included)*
















Coincidence?!? I don't think so!
Okay, maybe I described them like that... heh.
But they are both amazing, no?

loves <333
~mimi

Music

"I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now

I don't care what you think,
As long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery"

"I Don't Care" - Fall Out Boy


"End this suffering
You made a monster of me
Through all your wicked lies
Forever tortured by you
Abandoned at death's door
Until I said no more

Don't look away
You're just a former regret of mine
And when you want, just look away
You're just a former regret of mine
Erasing now

You made a rock star of me
Gave me this wicked life
Paid to be tortured by you
A life I now abhor
And still I say, no more

Don't look away
You're just a former regret of mine
And when you want, just look away
You're just a former regret of mine
Erasing now

Think over all of the shit in your mind
Think over and come to grip with it
Think over all of the shit in your little twisted sick mind, all said
Think over all of the shit in your mind
Think over and come to grip with it
Think over all of the shit in your little twisted sick mind, all said

When you want
Don't look away
You're just a former regret of mine
And when you want, just look away
You're just a former regret of mine
Erasing now

You made a monster of me
Until I said no more
Don't look away
You're just a former regret of mine
And when you want, just look away
You're just a former regret of mine
Erasing now"

Music is the rhythm of my soul.
And some lyrics are burned into it.

Freedom is a soothing thing.
Leaving my options open.
Means I can hang out with Ashley without having a boyfriend to conceal things from.
Maybe I can go after a guy more suited to my needs.

My friend Kyra says I'm a decent actress.
I can't lie to save my life, but I'm good at concealing my emotions.
Or letting a recessive one take stage to get attention.
I love giving people a taste of what they're not going to get from me.
Leave the work to someone else.
It's cruel, yes. But it's what I love to do.

One more day.
Just one more day.
I can wait that long.

Liberate

Liberate your mind
You motherfucker
you're so narrow-minded
So narrow-minded
Liberate your mind
Now motherfucker
will you liberate your mind
This time

Bold motherfucker
Dont limit your mind
Can't you see that the pace
Has fallen behind
All the hate in your heart
Will be leaving you blind
So bold motherfucker
Dont you limit your mind
This time

Waiting, for your modern messiah
To take away all the hatred
That darkens the light in your eye
Still awaiting I

"Out of Zion shall come forth a law
And the word of the lord from jerusalem
Nation shall not raise sword against nation
And they shall not learn war anymore
For the mouth of the lord hath spoken"

Waiting, for your modern messiah
To take away all the hatred
That darkens the light in your eye
Still awaiting I

"Liberate" - Disturbed

I've made promises that things will go back to the way they were.
As such, the agreement's terms are vague.
Therefore I can twist the terms to my needs.
How far back?
I've decided. Back to August.
Back just a few months, with my friends, free, no complications.
In that grace period before and after.

~Mimi

Finality.

It is a repeat of last time.
Not like anyone's trying to force anything on me but still.
We all have our own choices, our own things to believe in, and most of the people around me have learned that I don't want to hear about what you believe in. I don't preach to you, don't go preaching to me.

This has to stop.

Correction, this has to end.
2008 is almost over.
And so is this.
Maybe I'm the only one that feels it but I know it is nearing its end.

Will I be the one to finish it?

I'm out of practice, that's for certain.

But I can't stand this any longer.

I'm tired of living behind this facade, pretending to be something I'm not, pretending to be sweet and innocent, and maybe make some stupid decisions that I promise I'll never do again.
Fingers crossed breaks a promise, you know.
So now I am going to be nothing but me.
And only a few people know what that looks like.
They like it.
But some people don't.
I'm throwing off the mask.
Ready or not world, here I come.

"We're born with love and born with rage."

My World (inspired by the Emigrate song)

Now you get along with me
I'm gonna make you mine and make you free
In the new world
Crap goes in, crap goes out
And it makes me scream, it makes me shout
In the new world

Rip it up and make it start
Carry it up and take my heart
In the new world
I'm lost in you, I'm lost in crowds
I fight for you, I'll say out loud
It's a new world

This is my world (burning, burning)
This is my world (burning, burning)
Ripped up life and ripped up pain
I'll take my time and make you sane
In the new world

This is my world (burning, burning)
This is my world (burning, burning)

I'll hope that system starts to change
We're born with love and born with rage
I'll hope that system starts to change
We're born with love and born with rage
Now you get along with me
I'm gonna make you mine and make you free
In the new world
Now you get along with me
I'm gonna make you mine and make you free
In the new world

This is my world (burning, burning)
This is my world (burning, burning)
This is my world (burning, burning)
This (burning, burning)
Is (burning, burning)
My world


What is my world?
Dark and overcast.
Gloomy but infinitely beautiful.
Underneath the beauty is a sinister strangeness...
My world.
Full of creatures the likes of which you've never seen.
Don't step into the shadowed safety of the forest...
You'll never come out again.
My world.
My blood, my thoughts, my secrets, my desire.
This is my world.
Warped, twisted, unlike anything else.
Nightmares.
Dreams.
Hate.
Love.
My world.
A new sight around every corner.
A secret within everything.
The wind whispers.
It also screams.
This is the world of a tortured soul.
This is my world.
They say it's all in my head.
But is it really?
My blood flows in everything here.
My world.

Christmas aftermath

Got a Pink Floyd sweatshirt and a few books, and a few shirts. Plus a video game (Endless Ocean... YAY!)
I'm content.

Disturbed Music Vids

Remember - Disturbed

Stupify - Disturbed

Stricken - Disturbed

Liberate - Disturbed

random. again.

I am supposed to be doing something productive right now.
so what AM I doing?
sitting at the computer listening to Becky's playlist.

"Hot N Cold" - Katy Perry

I should be
A: Making a pie, or
B: Making a gift certificate.

I'm trying to figure the stupid program out!
ARGH!

"You're wrong when it's right, it's black and it's white..."

I hate to admit that I like this song.
INSANE music vid. hehe.

*clears throat and tries to think about how to configure the text on a certificate*
*gives up*

ugh. I need food.
Be right back.

"Dani California" - Red Hot Chili Peppers

and then

"All Summer Long" - Kid Rock
For those of you who don't know, this song is "Sweet Home Alabama" meets "Werewolves of London" and we've narrowly escaped vehicle-related injury twice while listening to this song!
But I still love it.

"Whatever You Like" - TI

I am also ashamed to admit that I love THIS song too.

*sigh* there is nobody texting me. but whatever.

hmm.
Got nothin to do.

<333
~mimi

Tis Christmas Eve!

Looks like we'll be having a white christmas after all!
Take THAT, Mr. Meteorologist.
XD

Merry Christmas Eve, everybody!

<333
~mimi

what on earth am I gonna do for the rest of break?!

I spent a good few hours playing christmas carols on the piano and flute.
THAT was entertaining.
Played Casuality! a few times.
I love to kill the stickmen >:}
It snowed some more. Got like a foot and a half to two feet and the power is flickering...
We also may have to stay at the grandparent's house because of the risk of falling branches.
I've been roleplaying with the Kiwifruit off and on all day, but I gotta stop forgetting to send my parts! XD
There's honestly very little to talk about.

<333
~mimi

Ode to a Snowflake

The life of a snowflake
Is a cold and lonely one
Drifting down from the sky
Like a bird with a broken wing
Pretty to look at
Falling softly
With all its companions
It is alone
But not alone.
How does a snowflake
Know just how to fall?
How to muffle noises
From our everyday lives
And slow our hectic travels
And take our breath away?
Do you think that it aspires
To be such a wonder?
Or is it just made that way?
The death of a snowflake
Begins with spring
The sun brushing warm fingers
Urging the ground to awaken
Telling the plants to open
And breathe.
The death of a snowflake
Is an inconspicious one
Melting into the ground
And giving life to those
Long-asleep creatures
Whose dreams have been slow
Their thoughts of only
When it would be warm enough
To come back outside
The snowflakes
Will not return
Till winter begins
And the cycle will repeat once more.

~mimi

gonna try my hand at another crappy poem

Welll....
maybe I'll try later.
I have no ideas right now.

<333
~mimi

It's beginning to look a lot like... Alaska.

We are being tortured with beauty. Heaven save us.
Gorgeous snow.
Twelve INCHES of it.
with half an inch of ice topping it.
I have a nice warm cup 'o cocoa. gotta love it.
Christmas is right around the corner.

I'm gonna go for now because i risk detection, I'm on grandma's laptop...

loves <333
~mimi

posty posty post

I have nothing to say. again.
soooo.
hi.

Here is a running series of events.
becky is swinging her feet and her phone went off in my boot.
which is rachel's boot.
ha.
got a text.
answered it.
going to big-bunny.com!
finished all seven episodes.
gonna eat a cookie.

aaaanyways...
good night.
~mimi <333

"Not everybody likes bunnies and trees, but everybody likes executive housing complexes."

*insert title here*

Picture numero uno.
Driving to Big Red Barn.
Pretty snow-covered trees and whatnot.
Yeah.

Pic numero dos.
Seagram, one of Auntie's horses.
I've forgiven her ... She bucked me off and I landed on a Jeep.
But nothing too bad happened because of it.

I have NOTHING to say and it's time to eat so ... hooray for snow!
Byes!

~mimi <333

"Maybe the fluffy yummy puppy has gone home."

quickish random update

it's snowing, blizzard-like! it's specifically snowing sideways.
pics later.
No school...?
I hope?

snow day!

Okay not an official snow day but it IS daytime, and it DID snow.
Maybe school will be cancelled tomorrow???
crossing my fingers.

I have a weird sensation like my skin is on fire but it's a pleasant warmth.
I think I'll make some tea.
And check my myspace.
Which is the devil.
but fun nonetheless.

So.
We got a christmas tree.
And went to the old house to get random assorted crapness.
Brought home several bags of abovementioned random crapness.
Met a dog named Baxter.
A-Dor-able.
He seemed to think my foot was a comfortable place to sit.
Whatever. He was friendly.
My lips are chapped and bleeding like hell.
text text text.
I think I'll change the name of my blog again.
Maybe.

I want hot chocolate. and a chapstick.
And a damn adapter for my laptop!!! >:(
Mimi is not happy.
except I actually *have* my laptop so it's all good.
except it's dead.
Damn.

Ryan is running around singing 'Rio' by Duran Duran.
Lord save us.
My neck really hurts.
God, why am I so random?
I never write anything of substance.


"It is from eating veg-et-a-buls that I got to be so big and strong. yesss... veg-et-a-buls."

loverly friday evening.

I know I just posted a few hours ago but I have to catch you up on what happened since then!
So here goes.

...


There. That's it.


*clears throat*


Mimi <3's Kiwifruit!
In a sisterly kind of way!
:D

I think I'm going to sign off for the night. I might have my laptop tomorrow so no chance I'll be back then *dances*

Loves! <333
~mimi

do dee do dee dooo....

I am bored out of my skull again. talking to sam, kevin, taylor, and kiwifruit.
Mom's being re-tar-ded. and doesn't trust me to babysit tomorrow.
grrr.
this sucks.
I have nothing to say.
I'm hooked on Supermassive Black Hole.
Dammit.
I want to rent Endless Ocean and Tomb Raider Anniversary again.
Play them for twelve hours straight.
Yup.

That's it.

"there's something strange about that giant pink rabbit..."
Suzy is my hero.

Big Bunny, Quiche, and a random poem

Working in reverse order. Randomly inspired to write a poem so here it is, written right off the top of my head.

Walking down the sidewalk thinking about
All the things in my life that I've lived without
Trying to wrap my brain around it all
Scuffing shoes on the sidewalk and standing up tall
Being all that I am, and all that I will be
Opening up to the world around me
I'll show them all I'm not afraid to fly
Not afraid to reach up and touch the sky
My life soundtrack is what I sing
I sing to the moon like birds in spring
The pale white light sets my skin aglow
Learning things from the world you'll never know


ooookay there's a definite failure. Dammit.
Whatever.

Okay! Quiche time!
Quiche is good.
I made one.
I ate some.
The end.

Big Bunny is my new obsession.
That's all I have to say about that. Time to go get crap together for a strenuous B day.



"Chop, chop, chop, went the squirrel. Slice, slice, slice, went his associates."

It's three AM. what the hell..

Yeah. I'm still awake. I guess it's the punishment I deserve but whatever. all nighters are cool. Rachel and I are having some sisterly bonding time! :D Woot! Hi rachel, who is reading over my shoulder! *Waves*
Goddamnit gimme some hot chocolate please.
why not???
Aw that's sweet of you but I want some damn hot chocolate.
I don't care how nasty it is.
where is it?
oh. but of course.
fine. but I'm having fun!
meh.
bored.
...
Wesker is godlike. and ima steal his sunglasses for Kiwifruit!

Wesker: *glares* I highly doubt it. The copyright, remember?
Me: aha, but see here! I have STOLEN the copyright! *waves copyright in air*
W: what right do you have to take that?!
M: the copy-right of course.
W: Dammit. You're a crafty one.
M: Thank you, thank you *takes a bow, then runs forward and snatches Wesker's glasses and dances away* GOT EM!
W: *covers bright red eyes and yells* Damn you, Mimi!
Kiwifruit: That's Ronnie to you!
Claire: Actually it's Mouse!
W: Make up your minds!
M, K, Cl: NO!

Ah. Nice one, Fruitcup.

You Are a Dreaming Soul

Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you away from this world So much so that you tend to live in your head most of the time You have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all... But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you. Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses. Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others. Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life. Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul, Prophet Soul, and Traveler Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

What Your Taste in Music Says About You

Your musical tastes are intense and rebellious. You are intelligent... but in a very unconventional way. You are curious about the world. You love doing something new. In fact, you enjoy taking risks and doing things most people would shy away from. You are very physical. It's likely that you're athletic, but not into team sports. You have the soul of an artist. Beauty and harmony are important to you.

What Does Your Taste in Music Say About You?

Untitled poem.

Constructive critisism please. I literally just typed this up because I had nothing better to do.


Smooth as glass
slight tension between two
surfaces as flawless
as a china doll's skin.

Light as a feather
my mind takes flight
high into the sky
I watch it leave.

Blue as the sky
rain falls down
from two blue clouds
against snow white.

Free as a bird
anything I want
is easy to get
after I let go.

le randomness

My poor dears! Sarah and Ashley are both in low spirits.
Charles gave me some beef jerky, which takes some getting used to but is kinda good. I'm kinda hyped still, too much caffeine is NOT good for the soul. The lyrics to Grateful Dead's 'Terrapin Station' make me think.
And now I'm watching The Emperor's New Groove and doing basically nothing else. *sigh*