Significant Other....

This morning I received a text message that said " Good Morning my dear sleepy pantelones!" Hahahahaha, I have to admit that it's " Just another normal thing I've come to expect." Everyday I get little treasures delivered to me by this modern means of communication. All the way from "shnookums" to "baby doll." Now, as masculine as men can be, I am not sure how the boyfriend will take to reading this in such a public place, but for all those girls out there, I am the luckiest girl alive.

I am so glad to be alive. Today, I have found plenty of things to complain about. But that is a mistake, sure I was late to class,and I am unprepared for all my tests coming up, and I am way behind on my job search, and all those lovely worries, but I am HEALTHY! and I have a BOY that LOVES me! I have food at home, and a part time JOB that I love! The sun is shining, and it is april and it is NOT hot outside yet! Seriously! I am on a path to having the life I have always wanted, and why do I complain as much as i do? I wish that I could just learn from my past mistakes, and be so glad that my life it is the way it is. I spend way too much time being disappointed in the past and future, what about today?

Seriously! TODAY I will become a much more grateful person. This is the day.

Kara

Happyness.

Wisdom is only appreicated, by an anxious listener.
Mistakes are only regreted when unhappy.

A voice is meant to be heard.

Yet more often than not....

Wisdom falls short to pride.

Mistakes are meant to be made.

Voices clash together.

And as such......

Wisdom is lost to ages.

Happiness is lost to implulse.

Voises are lost in the noise.

Songs of my Life

I've been poisen
I've been rain
I've been fooled
Again
I've seen ashes
Shine like chrome
Someday I'll see
Home

Lyrics to possibly my very most favorite song in the whole world. Here are a few more, for your entertianment. Guess what song, and typing the lyrics in google IS IN FACT cheating, so don't even think about it. 1 point each, 10 points for the one at the top.

[1]
When the tears come streaming down your face
When you loose something you can't replace
When you love something and it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
Lights will guid you home....

[2]
Hey! Wait! Knock me down, and I'll get up again.
Oh! Pain! A remedy that can erase your sting.
I'll keep holding, and I'll keep trying,
I feel this fight, it is slowly dying now but I feel
Painless

[3]
Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me

[4]
Waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for the moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No she's not, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....

[5]
I'm so alive
I'm so enlightened
I can barely survive
A night in my mind
I've got a plan
I'm gonna find out just how boring I am
And have a good time.

That's probably enough. I think most of them are pretty hard, but who knows! maybe you are pretty amazing?

Kara joy

STREEEEESSSSS!

I had a very interesting experience on Friday...... I had this rather large project for my Senior Design class. We were instructed to improve the CO2 emissions for any AZ power plant. I worked at a pace, that I thought was appropriate, however I still ended up with way too much work to finish it in time. Therefore, Thursday night, I began what I KNEW was going to be an all-nighter. As i worked, I got progressively more tired, til finally, I decided to make myself a pizza to help me stay awake, and as I put it in, I reasoned that with the timer, I could lie down for just a few mins...... 5 hours later, I woke up to one of the most horrible realities. I cried so hard. I wrote down what was the worst report of my life, and had my boyfriend drive me to school so I could continue to write.

Here is where it gets interesting. I start to get all the important stuff down, and I am thinking "I might finish, I won't pass but I might finish" which is what is important, because in this class, she lets you do a rewrite, as long as you finish, and turn in the first copy! Then, of course, the printer wont work. Literally. I see TWO other people come in and print out there stuff..... and mine wont print. Once again, I am crying.....begging, please! print please!

I ended up turning in half the report in, and I was SOBBING when i sat in my seat. All my friends were looking, but I could barely stifle my sobs as I tried to be busy with my backpack! I am not even sure why I cried! I get a rewrite!

My friend Meg told me, to not be so hard on myself, and recognize that this was not me, and I didn't usually let this happen. She also gave me some great advise for my rewrite!

My boyfriend listened to my sob story on the way home, then said "That's enough" and through on a couple of my favorite songs, and danced the most amazing dance of his life. I was cured by the time we got home. What an amazing guy.

The point is.....w o w...... WOW!

The end!

These aren'ts original, i only wish i could write like this :D

Swallow your pride
Make way for the new bride
Holding your tongue
When they call another winner
Oh there is more to this life
Hey Mr. Golden Deal
Tell me how does she feel
She's like the wind
That boy couldn't sail
He says I've washed these decks for years
I've carried those pails
And oh there is more to this life
Hey Mr. Golden Deal
Tell me how does she feel
Does she hold you in the night
Does she tell you everything's gonna be alright
Hey Mr. Golden Deal
How does she feel
Captain oh my captain
Steer the first mate true
The men they sing a song of fear
Ghosts of ships who failed before
And the captain he is laughing
You can't control the sea
She will always do as she pleases
It's her nature to be free
And oh there is more to this life
Hey Mr. Golden Deal
Tell me how does she feel
Do you hold her in the night
Do you tell her everything's gonna be alright
Hey Mr. Golden Deal
I know how you feel
Oh, I knowOh, I know
Hey Mr. Golden Deal
How does she feel

The question I am asking (though of course i blieve I know the asnwer) is who is she? and Who is Mr. Golden Deal?

Last First Day

School has started, this is my last official semester of school! What will I do with myself. I have to say that i never really got the chance to recouperate this winter. I overheard a conversation of bored boys complaining that the holiday was too short, and I almost smacked them...... Maybe if I just pretend school away....... it will never catch up to me? Then I start thinking about what i DO want, and I realise i don't want to be sitting at home all day, so i might as well go to school..... I guess.

When, and why?

It is surprising, the realization I have been making the last few days. It's like I have been here before, but I can't remember when, or why. I find that I can discover a solution, but I am unable to believe that is really the solution, because it has a tendency to change in a split second. My view on life is as sporadic as a teenager's mood swings. Maybe that's my problem...... See? I don't even make sense now. I wish I could force myself to think more ...... clearly. But it all clearly comes down to the fact, that "I am not who I thought I was."

Don't worry, this is not really meant to make sense. If it did, I would be even more worried. I wish I had more confidence in my own judgment, and decisions. But even though I worry that I have grown up to be different than the person that I thought I was, the interesting thing is that, that might be a good thing.

Kara Joy