I wrote a letter to myself the other day
Asked myself the questions to anyone else, I couldn't say
And whispered between the lines my inner secrets
I wrote a letter three pages long
About my life and how it's turning out wrong
But never meant to say all that was written in my head
I wrote a letter the other day to me
And addressed it, Dear self, I'm in agony
Please help me if you can
A trip down memory lane took place
And I knew as I wrote, tears streamed down my face
As result my hand started to shake
The pen wasn't fast enough
For my thoughts, a draft that was still rough
So I had to just write as they came
I wrote myself a letter the other day
Wrote 'till my hand was as coarse as hard clay
I enclosed it in an envelope
Faster than you can blink
For the letter must be done I knew,
when I ran out of ink.
These are my journal entries. I just ramble to get the thoughts out of my head, good or bad. It makes me feel better. To tell you the truth, I'm not exactly sure why I'm including these personal thoughts on here, but I am. I don't even know if people really read these things, (other people's thoughts) Well besides me. I like doing it. I learn more that way by reading about other people and comparig their experiences to mine. Here I go again. There's no stopping me when I get going. Maybe read a bit, take a break, and come back later. I know there's only so much Kristen you can take. ;).
As of April 3, 2001. No more new journal entries here. You can find my thoughts on my weblog. Kristen Joy's Mind Expansion I'll see you there. Laters.
November 4, 2000 Saturday
Where am I going with this? I'm asking all you people who don't come to my site and why would you? There isn't anything here. I often want to puke just looking at it. I haven't updated this thing in over 2 weeks. It's sitting collecting dust. Or it would be if it wasn't on the internet. I thought this was going to be the first website I wasn't going to work on and then abandon. I really wanted this to be something but it turns out it really is kind of sucky. I mean who wants to go back to their childhoods? For more than a couple of minutes? Lets face it, people are way too busy these days. As am I. But I could make time. This isn't what I want it to be, lets just say. I keep getting new interests and want to put those on a site and take what I fancied before off, because I have no intrest in updating those kinds of things. Is there a happy medium? I don't know. Right now I want to do tribute pages. It's kind of what I'm doing now but.. not really. I want to have one for
Edward Gorey
Jim Henson
Robin Williams
And movie pages. I already have Dead Poets Society. Hmmm. What else? I dunno. A Muppets page? I'm going to have to take the Care Bears off because I have no intention of ever updating that page. Sorry. And AlF? I want that one to stay, but I'm not sure I can make it worth while. Fraggle Rock I'll keep. Who knows, maybe I'll just start a whole new site for another venue. This is too rainbowish and girly. I need a happy medium, yep that again. Well, I've had enough. Have you?
Tootle loo.
October 19, 2000
It’s 8:00 and I’m the only one up. It’s wonderful. The whole downstairs to myself. No interuptions at least for now anyway. I still have my cold but I’m comforted by the heater and my warm fleece bathrobe. The only thing missing is cinemon rolls baking in the oven. Well, nothing is that perfect. My life isn’t perfect. That’s why I’m typing this letter. Mom has been really annoying. She’s treating everyone shitty. That doesn’t help the fact I’m going through a crisis. I don’t know if I should leave my school. I mean sure I’d rather stick my head in my toleit all day than go, but is three years that long? YES! It is. I want to go somewhere else. Private, public, I don’t know. I just really hate my school. Yes, I know everyone says that, but this place is really hell.
October 15, 2000
Hello again.
I’m used to her saying things like this and I’m afraid if I do sit still for a while and not
worry about things they’ll never get done. I guess that’s why I won’t break out of the
habbit. I want to be easy going and not worry so much. It would also help if my parents
weren’t always on my case. It’s hard to find that balence. Part of me really wants to grow
up, go to college and have a new expereince. I really want to get out of high school. I hate
it! But I’m not sure if I can handle all the responsibilites. Oh you’ll do fine. everyone says.
We’ll see I say. I’m anxious now a days too. I can’t seem to sit still. I like to be moving
Am I turning into Felicia? I hope not. Anyway, My fingers like to type. A lot. La. la la.
Oh, I came up with a cute birthday gift for my mom. I saw it on HGTV this
morning. I love that channel. I like decorating. Okay. They were making these floral balls.
They took foam balls and stuck little fake or dried flowers in them. That will be
inexpensive and so cute. I hope my mom will like them. She needs something to decorate
her bedroom with. I’ll make 3 or 4 and I’ll put them in tissue paper in a box. Very cool.
Next topic. I dont’ know. I have to take a shower. Yes, I know moving on and
hurrying. Well, maybe that habbit can’t be broken today. Probably will never be broken.
Bye.
I always want to hurry. I get one thing done and then another, like I can’t spend any
amount of tim on anything without thinking about all the other things that need to be
done. I know where i get this from. My mother. She’s the exact same way. And she’s
always on my case about what I’m going to do this afternoon or tomorw. Are you done
with your homework Kristen? Mom, I’ll get it done. Don’t worry. There is some laundry
to do this afternoon. And don't forget the dishes. Just try to help around the house. Don’t
spend so much time on the internet. I know you like working on your website but there is
an outside world you know.
I can't stand it when teachers give you a ten inch space to write like a stinking essay in!
When I'm tired, I want to sleep but usualy end up doing homework all night. You may say, "Hey, that's the way it is, deal with it!" I say, "I hate being tired and doing homework, but I hate people who say things like you just did even more!" AHHHHH!
~Listening to my cat purr
~putting my hands around a warm cup of hot chocolate in winter
~having a really good dream
~sleeping in on weekends
~seeing the light reflect off the trees and getting that internal feeling of peace
~Eating a really good piece of pizza
~Recieving a compliment from someone I wouldn't ever suspect it from
~Recieving a compliment from anyone!
~wandering away for a walk without knowing where I'm going
~The leaves in autumn
~Talking to a friend I haven't talked to forever
~Sunshine hitting my head and making my hair warm.
Kristen's Quotes...Words of Wisdom. Words of Wackology
"I'm drinking orange soda!"
"Oh, Look! There it is down there. Buried among the good things in life."
"You don't have to do something right; you just have to do it."
"My butt hurts like a menace to society."
"I learn by doing and if I don't find out that way, I'll never know."
"Love is just another word for a loss of words."
"Once I'm famous, I'm going to sell my hair to people."
"That's rich, rich I tell you...RICH!"
"Of course my clothes smell like me, who do you think wears them?"
"Depression calls for one thing and one thing only..lots and lots of junk-food."
"Being vain is not the end of the world unless you fall into a bottomless swamp pit trying to see your reflection in the murky water."
"Why do some women say they are going to go put on their face? I would just say, 'I'll admit I'm a pod person coming to take over the world. I'm going to construct my human features now. Anyone trying to stop me will get sucked through my giant tentacle."
"Money does not grow on trees, but apples do and I'm getting pretty hungry."
"For once in my life I'd like to go back to my birth place..but it seems all flights to Planet Fipiuto have been canceled due to a change in meteor showers."
"Trying to fit in isn't hard because I sit on the bench with nobody on it."
"Are you laughing at me? Are you pointing your finger in my general direction and laughing at me? How dare you, you, you piece of no good filth!"
"Why go the extra mile when you can get someone else to do it for you?"
"Being a complicated person is hard work!"
"Are you going to eat that?..No, I don't want it. I was just wondering."
"Sometimes I feel like exploding and shooting off anger bits to everyone who is pissing me off so they can feel what I'm going through."
"What is wrong with you??"
"The end is never far away if you keep skipping chapters."