This is so cool

by Missykiwiz on July 28, 2006 I haven't logged on in quite a long time and it was fun to read all of those things I wrote before, boy have things changed since then. I was such a sad kid! I feel sorry for those who knew me back then. I can still count to 31 on one hand though. No Comments

I Just Felt Like Typing

by Missykiwiz on January 18, 2005 Well, I feel like typing, but I really don't know what to say. I'm wearing a shirt today that's yellow and it says "Hello. Come sit next to me, you fine fellow" like the song by Young MC. I ate a mango yesterday and I celebrated Christmas on Saturday even though it's way past Christmas. It's sort of a yearly tradition to celebrate Christmas in January. I'm a vegetarian, but I eat fish. My friends think I'm weird because I never match, but one of my friends doesn't ever really match, either. But she's weird, too. I like lots of different types of music, but I've never been fond of Country or bubblegum rap. Some classic Country music deserves some respect, though. I like some types of emo, but I've never figured out what an "emo kid" is, so if someone who ever reads this wants to try and explain, with detail, what an emo kid is, please do so. I like a lot of adult alternative, which I get made fun of for. Counting Crows, DMB, Barenaked Ladies, Red Hot Chili Peppers, and Fiona Apple are some of my favorites. I don't really like the taste of bananas, but I like banana flavored stuff. Yeah. I don't really feel like typing anymore. No Comments

Deterioration Without Agony

by Missykiwiz on January 10, 2005 Am I sad? Should I be? Surrounded by contentness All is calm, All is bright, And I am happy. It is a happiness that hurts. Am I upset? Should I be? An anticipated tension Fails to appear, And a wave of relief Washes over. But I remain dry, Enveloped in agitation. I command myself to be happy, Which works so well I must question Even my own pain. No Comments

SHE

by Missykiwiz on January 06, 2005 IS CONSUMED BY THE TURMOIL OF HER OWN CONFUSION REMAINS VEILED AND UNCOMMUNICATIVE WANTS TO MATTER... BE CARED FOR... MEAN SOMETHING... IS LEFT UNDISTURBED. I wrote this on the matting of the picture of me that I used for my self-portrait project in my photography class. It was in all capitals on my picture, too. No Comments