Sunday, February 19, 2006

   wee hours of da mornin
you hear me, thats what i said. im up for no reason, feeling horrible for many reasons. What a day. Well, not much to say here, other than the fact that im extremely caffinated, ui swear my blood type must be G for glucose XP.
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Saturday, February 18, 2006

   Poem
Detached I see the splendor,
Of what most have at start
They speak of so called love,
Yet feel naught at heart

A spirit came my way
To pull my own soul high
With this gentle spirit,
For a moment I could fly
Yet a curse upon my bloodline
Dooms my sweet red rose
Then true love is buried,
With her my torn heart goes

A numbly stumbling shell
What I would hope to be
But in my mind, a macabre end
Waits for solely me.

Fighting with the fates
Who thrive to snap my thread
I fight the bitter forces
Going where id never tread

Bravery fills my essence
To make my lost love proud
To live and love so openly
No cover cloak or shroud

To allow myself to soar
In spirit and in mind

To find and fill my purpose
Make a habit to be kind

A promise lives within me now
To uphold night and day
Ill move on to live and love
But with my heart you’ll stay

this one i wrote valentines day
Love is true, no matter how you find it
Love is true, you just cant bind it
Love is fragile, hard to find
Love is fragile, not always kind
Love can be broken, your heart pushed aside
Love can be broken, burns from the inside
Love is reborn, in a new shape and form
Love is reborn, to hold you tight and warm
Love will live, across dimensions and planes,
love will live, waxing and never wanes
Love always lasts, if truly meant to be,
Love always lasts, between you and me
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   THANK GOD
Stepdad is gone! YAY! COMPUTER IS NOW MINE AGAIN! I am learning oboe ^^ but the dog got ahold of my oboe reed and now i ahev to pay 12 bucks for a new one! Bah, curse this dog. Oh just in case you peoples dont know, i am now officially faster at typing than my teacher. we raced, she got 102, i got 109!!! WHEE!
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Wednesday, February 8, 2006

   Song
Today in first period, I wrote a song, my first song. I havent settled on a title but i have a beat for it and everything, it could be done acapella but it would sound nice with a bit of music in the bg, but here it is.

Together in our seperate beds
we breeze the night away
never care to rest our heads
there its just

you and me
freeze the sands of time
true no need for
rhythm or rhyme
in the end
im yours youre mine
just us....sweet fantasy

The end would come
we know it well
time was still plenty
or so theyd tell
the truth, it came
and broke the spell
cling to the moments when it was

you and me
freeze the sands of time
true no need for
rhythm or rhyme
in the end
im yours youre mine
just us....sweet fantasy

Just let go, move on my dear
please dont suffer, worry or fear
Ill allways remember
when it was

you and me
freeze the sands of time
true no need for
rhythm or rhyme
in the end
im yours youre mine
just us....sweet fantasy(once more)
There it is, I wish she could hear it, I can actually kinda sing it, but not very good, the rhythm is shaky. Theres a few inside jokes in it, and the rhythm is similar to one of her favorite songs. Comments and Suggestions on a title. I considered something to the effect of Ode to a Teenage Romance XP but i dunno.
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Tuesday, February 7, 2006

   In Loving Memory of Maya Lee Santose
shes dead. I was on the phone with her reight before she died. She wais I love you, goodbye. I said I love you too and goodbye, we started to cry and she handed her phone to her brother, and i asked him to check on her, and she was dead. I was with her to the last moment of her life, I have no regrets. No more pain for my angel, my moon my stars, no more disease, no more worries. Shes got to be in a better place now, theres nowhere else. I'll remember her fondly, just as i was raised to. I;m not trying to write a eulogy, so I'll go.
-Seijin
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   dead
thats it, there it is, shes as good as dead, she has given up. Theres nothing i can do. She says she feels it coming. When you're this attached to someone, you can feel them going, and...nvm
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HOLY HELL!
Ok I just tried to sing this really sweet song by Incubus and I actually did it! Lyrics to Echo by Incubus:
There's something about the look in your eyes
Something I noticed when the light was just right
It reminded me twice that I was alive
And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight

My biggest fear will be the rescue of me
Strange how it turns out that way
Could you show me dear
Something I've not seen?
Something infinitely interesting

There's something about the way you move
I see your mouth in slow motion when you sing
More subtle than something someone contrives
Your movements echo that I have seen the real thing

Your biggest fear will be the rescue of you
Strange how it turns out that way
Could you show me dear something I've not seen?
Something infinitely interesting
Ok this song has the neatest guitar part going in the background i want to learn to play it so bad! Oh Seijin hit 105 wpm today in Keyboarding teacher and now his teacher is honestly angry at him ^^! Yay for being a speed demon in this case.. but w/e! Last night was cool, Maya has been doing semi ok, and so has everyone else. All for now!
-Seijin
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Sunday, February 5, 2006

   INCENSE WHORE!
PHEAR ME AND MY WORKING CAMERA!!!!
I am using this thing to send random pics to random people, and in case you cant see, i have a stick of incense in my mouth XD! All is semi well in the world of Seijin, mesa is taking yet another lazy day. Just relaxing, unwinding, all that jazz. Im trying to get my comp to download aim, but it hates me and wont let me! damned contraption. Ok i have a question for everyone, what is teh purpose of this key ~~~~~~~~~~
its fun and swivelly and all but what it for, eh? dunno, but right now im semi content, waiting for school so i can scare my kb teacher with my mad skilliez BWAHAHAHAH! Dont ask ok, its been a loooooooong week
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Saturday, February 4, 2006

   bah,alive
Well im alive, QB tournament today, we got smashed, but we basically did this for the experience anyway. Got a crudload of free incense at a store in teh mall because the guy just told me to take em. I almost stole this other guys drink at the cofee shop, he ordered something before me and stood far away so when tehy set teh drink out i picked it up and took a sip and started to walk away, until i realized that i ordered a hot drink instead of an iced one, so i took it backa dn then realized HOLY KUSO THIS IS THAT OLD GUYS DRINK! so i blushed insanely and offered to pay, btu the worker just told me not to worry an dshe would cover it. I just soothed my concience with a 5 dollar tip.
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Friday, February 3, 2006

   Semi ok
Today has been semi okies. I have a QB tournament tomorrow, so I shalt be thinking alot tomrrow. I dunno how everyone is doing, noones on aim and mom has da phone. I'm gonna call and check in with peoples in a bit. Bah, my sister hath a cold, so she sounds like she has multiple pencils shoved up her nose XD! Oh my muse reviseted me, bringing news of the world inside my mind, so i wrote a poem about it. I used alot of references to Romeo and Juliet, at least, the little i remember.

(no title yet)
In awe of your face in the still moon's light
Birds sing in joy, and think it not night

A taste so sweet, it burns my tongue
a love so pure, yet we are so young.

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet?
you are my rose, and need none to be complete

A name is part of none, nor feet, nor legs, nor hand,
We both know what will happen, you know i understand.

Dagger, sweet dagger, deliver me unto my love?
no, for you, there is nothing to mourn of.

fond memories, sweet nights, none left behind
we all know the truth, love is deaf and blind.

So here we stand, the future looming tall,
but when it happens, Ill be there to break the fall.

Suckish, but true, thats how I feel, and its not gonna change because some critic doesnt like ym words, no offense to those who dont like it. I consider true poetry nonfiction, because because the only words a reader hears are those who beat his heart. Yes that is original, wahahah.


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