It's a chain blog thing....>.>

1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
2. Am I lovable?
3. How long have you known me?
4. What was your first impression?
5. Do you still think that way about me now?
6. What do you think my weakness is?
7. Do you think I'll get married?
8. What makes me happy?
9. What makes me sad?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Do you think I could kill someone?
15. Describe me in one word.
16. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
17. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
18. Are you going to put this on your livejournal(blog, whatever) and see what I say about you?

Hoshitz, Imma gurl.

Jazz Band concert this saturday! (26th) at 7:30 pm!
For my local readers...come if you can! =D



And now, for your, and my own, amusement....

Your Brain is 53.33% Female, 46.67% Male

Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female You are both sensitive and savvy Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve

What Gender Is Your Brain?

Well, I did know I was a bit on the feminine side. *shrug*
I have no complaints.
Yensilthebrave

OMG GAY!

While browsing through the General Discussion forum, of Gaia, a forum site which many of my readers are members of, although they're not very active to my knowledge, I cam across this thread. (title link, go there and read the first post before continuing here)
It deals with sexual insecurity.
One user, a friend of mine, responded with this statement: "Men are raised, and constantly hounded, in our society about any signs of homosexuality. And they vehemently protest when this occurs. Homophobia is a learned trait..."
I felt prompted to respond with the following rant...

"It's a great social injustice, as well.

I spent two seasons in my highschool's color guard.
I was teased by my friends, and abused by strangers.
I was constantly putting up with gay jokes, such as the classic "flaggot" icon_stare.gif
All this because I was on a team of 2o girls and two guys. Let me repeat that: TWENTY girls and TWO guys....that's ten chicks each....sound gay to you? icon_confused.gif

Oddlyenough (or not) the gay jokes decreased when I joined the wrestling team...so did the wimp and nerd cracks. I guess this was because I was doing something "manly."
WTF?
I joined a sport that involves, not only communal showers, but rolling around on a mat with another guy while wearing a tight spandex uniform.
Obviously this isn't gay. Certainly not as gay as standing still for long periods of time or in perfect unison with ten other people, spinning a piece of wood, or metal (drill rifles and sabers), or metal and cloth (flag) and throwing this heavy piece of equipment up into the air and catching, risking certain pain if you miss and hit get hit.
Obviously.
After all, it's not like they do the same kind of thing in military honor gaurds, which are a male dominated group of people.
But...no, highschool color gaurd is female dominated, so it must be girly.
icon_rolleyes.gif
And obviously, if a guy does something "girly" it's gay.


Duh. "



Leave a comment,
Yensilthebrave


Oh, and on a totally unrelated note, if I ever met my long lost identical twin, I would kill him immediately, because one of us is bound to be evil.

Uh oh.

You know it's not good when you hear noises behind you, and you know that the only thing in that part of the room is your trashcan.....

So what do you do? Do you run away? Do you turn around to see what caused the noise? Maybe you automatically reach for a weapon? Or maybe, just maybe, you realize that it's past time you cleaned your room......

Well, that incedent helped to spice up an otherwise boring monday.

Get your own box

That's what it says on the back of my Cheez-Its. And I have to say, it's tough to argue with a statement like that. Fortunately, it is my own box.
You know, I never get any good rants. Probably because I'm too lazy to do it while I'm mad, and so I put it off until I've calmed down...
*sigh*
Well anyway, my plans for this weekend were shattered by an attack of concsience.
I realized that my time would be better spent working on my make up assignments for last semester.
Oh well, there's other fish in the sea.

But there's still some water in the bucket.

Well, I went looking for inspiration.
I read through comments on all of my old posts.
And I read a few of the posts themselves.
I selected six posts that I feel are worth revisiting.
I'm going to list and discuss them in order from oldest to newest.
I suggest you follow the links and read them, and even post comments on them, since I'll be keeping my eyes open...
So, first...

The Insomniac Kitty
Well, I'm sure all of you oldbies remember this, and I hope you newer readers will take a look.
In fact, this is the reason for my second AIM SN.

Love at first sight?
Some of you may notice that I changed the name of this poem.
I figure that those of you who know her know enough to keep your mouths shut about it.
Anyway, I'm over it. I just wanted to revisit this.
And thanks for that comment Tamara.
I was quite surprised to see it, but I knew right away who it was.

*sigh* I was so depressed when I wrote this.
Well, I was.
Go read it.
Leave a comment...no one did at the time.

Remember...
Where would we be without a little bit of patriotism?
I wrote this shortly after 9/11 this past year.
Have we forgotten the tragedy so soon?
It seemed no different from any other day, this time...


You gotta look to see.
I still can't see them.
Which is too bad because they would have been a good source of inspiration.
Better than my emo music.

Rejected in the Rain
This poem is still hanging on my wall next to the one I wrote about Karen, which I discussed earlier in this post...shame on you if you didn't follow the link to read it.
This one is kinda wierd, isn't it?


Oh yeah, I should post a link to my Deviant Art site so you guys can see some of the stuff I do besides poetry, although that is still my strongest form of expression.
It's here.
And now I'm going to go look for some poetic inspiration some more.
Suggestions are still needed. (see previous post)

The well's run dry.

Hmm, I need to update, but I don't really have much to say.
And I haven't written much poetry lately.
I feel like I'm out of ideas.
Perhaps I should go on a quest for inspiration?
But where and when and how? u_u
This bears pondering.
Andy suggestions?