Wazzup, Friday?!
Friday is totally my favorite day of the week, mainly because I know I don’t have to do anything important for the next two days. Then again, I don’t really do much at all as it is. I suppose that should take away from the happiness I get waking up on a Friday morning (or afternoon, in my case lately,) but it doesn’t.
I’ve had an interesting week. The most recent interesting event is finding out that apparently… I’m Jesus. Seriously! I had about ten females (at a time) ambush me over a tiny feud that I wasn’t involved in at all. I’m not even joking – I had absolutely nothing to do with it, yet ten women came storming towards me to drag me in. I honestly was too busy laughing at the comedy of the extent people were coming to me, rather than bitching about the fact that I was being dragged in. The problem itself wasn’t too bad – it was just a lot of misunderstandings, a lot of “he said, she said” and whatnot. Not to mention one of them was running around telling EVERYONE (involved or not) ONLY her side of things which just made things twice as bad.
I know that us Canadians are known to be the “peace keepers” of the world and whatnot, but I think it’s pretty much the country, banded together that does that sort of thing, not one… 5’1″ red head from the Atlantic country side. I assume they all believe I’m Jesus, because I honestly felt like each of them wanted me to raise a staff in the air and yell something like “LET THERE BE SILENCE!” … And it was good.
In other news: My mother has decided the best way to treat my 16 year old sister (after having her drop out of school two days into her eleventh grade), is to take her (and myself) on a trip to Washington. Apparently my father isn’t invited, which blows. A fucking week stranded with my mother and sister is enough to make me pull a Picasso and cut my ears off. Washington though – I’m generally excited for. Have never been there! Courtney (my sister) wants to visit “the Twilight school” and “the Twilight field”, etc… etc… I just want to take pictures of, you know, the interesting things. not quite sure what’s in Washington, though I bet there are prettier sights than the places they filmed Twilight at.
My mother’s also tossing around the idea of spending some time in New York, which is my fucking dream come true. The thought of me, spending time in the one place I’ve wanted to visit all of my life is like a million orgasms, two hundred new born puppies and a set of baby triplets piled into one big birthday present. Best.Thing.Ever. I really want to see some of the Broadway productions, that’s my big reason for going. I don’t care about designer labels and all of that bullshit, I’ll probably B-line for the nearest Wal*Mart – but ugh… think of the photos I could take. So excited.
In more news: I’ve spent the better half of my week on Skype – something I promised myself I would never get addicted to like my other friends. It’s pathetically sad how one conversation has me signing in as often as I sign into Digsby. I met some fairly interesting people, quite pleased with the outcome. They’re all amazingly sweet and I adore them after only a few short days – clearly a good sign. Of course, because of my new addiction (which is overpowering my twitter addiction), I’ve lost a bit of sleep. Caught up on it today… or at least was supposed to, until the flu (not swine) decided to kick my ass into last Tuesday. I was throwing up all night, sleeping on the bathroom floor for a good portion of the day. Now, my back is killing me. I can’t even think about food without feeling nauseated, and my skin is so pale (and unsparkley) that I look like one of Anne Rice’s vampires. Sick.
La la la… Not sure what to do other than all of this. Of course, I have to give a shout out to my girlie girl, Cloé Beaudoin, a fellow Canadian singer-songwriter who is honestly so, so talented. I posted one of her youtube videos below, please check her out!
Personal Quote Of The Day: “I am the type of person that could watch killer whales eating seals on the internet and cry because I will never be able to do that.”
Now, as requested by a few on Digsby, I come bearing one of my OWN songs. (I’m not singing it, don’t worry.) Please be reminded that the following material is copyrighted by myself ( Kimberlee-Shantel) as well as through Creative Commons copyright (Link: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/) Anyways, this is a song I wrote and will be working with in March so, I hope y’all like it!
A Different Side Of You:
What happened to this man I loved?
He seems so broken.
Used to be the air I breathed,
But now I’m choking.
Lying, tonight in hell.
I’ve lost myself,
Again.
What happened to your promises?
The lies you told me.
Used to be the words I needed,
You used them to control me.
Crying, to myself,
I need your help,
Again.
And I never would have taught,
Myself to love you.
And I never would have thought,
You could be as cold as ice.
I never could believe,
The way,
You said it was over.
But I knew…
That was a different side of you.
Six months of only dial tones,
I feel forgotten.
Lost in my damaged thoughts,
Abandoned and rotting.
Praying, to see your face,
Light up my day’s,
Again.
I thank my friends I love so much,
The one’s that hold me.
The ones that picked these pieces up,
And try to force me,
To look, inside
Forget the places that I hide,
Again.
And I never would have taught,
Myself to love you.
And I never would have thought,
You could be as cold as ice.
I never could believe,
The way,
You said it was over.
But I knew…
That was a different side of you.
I close my eyes, I fold my hands,
I pray I learn to breathe again.
The tears that fall, and stain the floor,
I pray one day, they’ll fall no more.
The blood that drowns these empty dreams,
I pray drowns me, and drowns these screams…
I have to keep holding myself tight,
To keep from breaking again at night.
And I never would have taught,
Myself to love you.
And I never would have thought,
You could be as cold as ice.
I never could believe,
The way,
You said it was over.
But I knew…
That was a different side.
And I never would have taught,
Myself to love you.
And I never would have fought for,
Everything we had.
I never could believe,
The way,
You walked away.
But I knew…
This was a different side of you.
A different side of you.
I close my eyes, I fold my hands,
To breathe again….
A Different Side Of You
What happened to this man I loved?
He seems so broken.
Used to be the air I breathed,
But now I’m choking.
Lying, tonight in hell.
I’ve lost myself,
Again.
What happened to your promises?
The lies you told me.
Used to be the words I needed,
You used them to control me.
Crying, to myself,
I need your help,
Again.
And I never would have taught,
Myself to love you.
And I never would have thought,
You could be as cold as ice.
I never could believe,
The way,
You said it was over.
But I knew…
That was a different side of you.
Six months of only dial tones,
I feel forgotten.
Lost in my damaged thoughts,
Abandoned and rotting.
Praying, to see your face,
Light up my day’s,
Again.
I thank my friends I love so much,
The one’s that hold me.
The ones that picked these pieces up,
And try to force me,
To look, inside
Forget the places that I hide,
Again.
And I never would have taught,
Myself to love you.
And I never would have thought,
You could be as cold as ice.
I never could believe,
The way,
You said it was over.
But I knew…
That was a different side of you.
I close my eyes, I fold my hands,
I pray I learn to breathe again.
The tears that fall, and stain the floor,
I pray one day, they’ll fall no more.
The blood that drowns these empty dreams,
I pray drowns me, and drowns these screams…
I have to keep holding myself tight,
To keep from breaking again at night.
And I never would have taught,
Myself to love you.
And I never would have thought,
You could be as cold as ice.
I never could believe,
The way,
You said it was over.
But I knew…
That was a different side.
And I never would have taught,
Myself to love you.
And I never would have fought for,
Everything we had.
I never could believe,
The way,
You walked away.
But I knew…
This was a different side of you.
I close my eyes, I fold my hands,
To breathe again….
Willabe said,
September 11, 2009 at 11:15 PM
So you’re planning on visiting my neck of the woods? The only reason you should see the places filmed in twilight is for the pictures. The smell of the trees as well as the old growth photos you could get would be beautiful. I’ve dub myself Jesus actually because my family is Italian and my grandfather thinks he’s god. And since my dad is way too stupid to be Jesus, not to mention racist and very narrow minded, I decided I would take the position. It’s a funny story that I might post tomorrow but I won’t go into details here. Like the song by the way.
KimberleeShantel said,
September 12, 2009 at 4:27 PM
DARN! I was so excited to be Jesus, too! Perhaps I’ll have to settle with Moses, he was the one with the staff anyways, yeah? Oh, if only my family were more religious, I’d know such simple things…
I’m very skeptical about letting my sister drag us to the “Twilight places”. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a massive Twilight fan – but… I like traveling more than the books, personally. If I’m taking the time (and money) out of my life to go somewhere new, I want to go for ME, not for a film that’ll loose momentum in a few years. I’m sure I’ll still be dragged there, will absolutely take some photo’s should I be. Any recommendations on where else to take some gorgeous photos?
Ou, let me know if you do post that story, I love the funnies!
willowbatel said,
September 18, 2009 at 6:50 PM
There’s a place called Sol duc hot springs which is beautiful. It’s a bit of a drive (even for me) but it’s absolutely amazing. Not to mention the natural hot springs they’ve turned into pools for everyone. It’s fun because you can be sitting in 103 degree water and have snow falling around you, well during winter at least. I’m not sure how long their open for because they close during the harsher parts of winter. One sec I’ll see if they have a site… *rummages through some online files* and here it is http://www.visitsolduc.com/dailyrates.cfm. You can stay in a cabin or in a tent during summer. I think it’s only cabins this time of year though.