I've had this livejournal since January of 2005. It seems like forever ago, and at the same time, it's hard to believe I've had this for so long. This lj has covered nearly two years of rapid change every other week, at times, as people moved into and out of my life and affected how I viewed the world.

Sitting here, I don't think I really recognize the girl who first started this, and at times, I'm not sure if she'd really like me. I do know she'd be surprised, by how I've changed, how others have changed. Entire dreams, expectations, life plans, and world views have crumbled, been taken apart, and built anew.

I am on the verge of something, some change. I don't know what it is yet, but it's a building feeling that just won't shake. I'm looking at returning to college, maybe following the path I may have taken if I had never set foot on the Niagara. It's something I can never know, and something I won't spend much time thinking on, either. I still believe everything happens for some reason or another.

With all this in mind, and the current restructering in who I am, I've decided it is time to lay this livejournal to rest. I'll keep it around, as surverys, quizzes and the like that strike my fancy will be posted here, rather than my new account, as well as any livejournal missives to anyone.

In a period of twenty two months, I'll have posted 502 times, this included.

Both by Robert Frost.

"Into My Own"

One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,
Were not, as 'twere, the merest mask of gloom,
But stretched away onto the edges of doom.

I should not be withheld but that some day
Into their vastness I should steal away,
Fearless of ever finding open land,
Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.

I do not see why I should e'er turn back,
Or those should not set forth upon my track
To oevertake me, who should miss me here
And long to know if still I held them dear.

They would not find me changed from him they knew--
Only more sure of all I thought was true.



"Reluctance"

Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world, and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
And let them go scraping and creeping
Out over the crusted snow,
When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
The flowers of witch hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question "Whither?"

Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?

SSSAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAA *poke poke*

Can you go dancing with me on Friday? First time free :)

And that applies to anyone else in Bburg who is interested.

Here is the cartoon I'm always trying to remember the name of. I LOVED this show, and it seems hardly anyone else had ever heard of it.

LOL
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/10592129/?qo=32&q=hermione+draco+boost%3Apopular+age_sigma%3A24h+age_scale%3A5

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did.

Women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed (but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone's any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then) they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died I guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men (both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

-E.E. Cummings

I've said it before, and I'll more than likely say it again, but I'm extremely lucky for my roommates. Emily and Melissa are both wonderful.

/fangirl

So if any of you watch national news, you'll know that Blacksburg was a top story yesterday with the homocidal nut running around. It was rather weird, being in the town something like that was happening in. Everyone at the clinic was basically congregating around treatment and passing along whatever news we had heard, from the radio and outside sources (many of it, of course, false). The guy was seen on Tech campus, which had basically all of us nervous as we thought about people we knew who'd be on campus. Most of our doors were locked, since he had been reported to be in the area right near us, and no one was allowed outside except for work related reasons (no breaks outside) and then, we had to go out with at least one other person.

We spent a good deal of time nervously laughing at ourselves for being extremely paranoid everytime we walked outside. I wouldn't ride my motorcycle until we got more news on where he was. If he was desperate to get away (he was on foot), it's not that hard to shoot a motorcyclist and steal the bike. I preffered to be extremely rediculous than run that minute risk with them not knowing where he was.

Thoughts and sympathies to the family and friends of the men who were fatally shot trying to get this man back in.

ELEMENTAL: Haikus
copyright 1998 by Torrey Philemon

The four elements:
Fire, earth, air and water.
Let them be your guides.


FIRE
Singed by light and fire?
Like a moth drawn to the flame?
Then let the past burn.

Craving heat and warmth?
Fleeing from winter's cold? Wrap
Yourself in blankets.


EARTH
Hemmed in by steep walls?
Locked doors? Wait. Look toward the roof.
There is a ladder.

Buried underground?
Weighted down by life's demands?
Dig roots into soil.


AIR
Scattered by the wind?
Let yourself be blown apart.
You will become whole.

Flying far too high?
Lost sight of the earth? Glide on.
Wing your way toward God.


WATER
Battling with fog?
Do not resist. Cling to the
Ground or soar above.

Dragged underwater?
Sink deep. Surrender to grief.
You will rise again.

ohmygosh...look at the middle picture in this post http://community.livejournal.com/corvine/131997.html Wouldn't it make a gorgeous tattoo?

The Emily is gone for a week, so Fangorn is down one of his harem. Poor guy. Hah.

EWWWW soapy chocolate XP

Holy fuck how'd I do that?  I got completely lost on my way back from Emily's parents' house.  Ended up behind tech.  Took me a good fifteen minutes at least to get back :P

The great part is, when I was following Emily out, I was thinking "Jeese, it is kind of tricky to get out here.  I'm glad she's having me just follow her out."  And I didn't even make the jump to "Well, then, I should really memorize where I'm going so I can get back."

Current Mood: fearful of loosing my fingers

Well, today's the day!  Going now.  Take care, everyone <3  I'll show up again sometime next week.

Current Mood: indescribable

heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart Daniel and Papa Steve.  A surprise package and a gift shirt completely brightened my week.

Current Mood: loved

I've solded my cars.

Tomorrow I must bid farewell to the fair Bonnie.  She's served me well since that day I turned 16, even when that bitch without insurance hit us in the college parking lot.

From here on out to some unknown date in the future, it'll be just me and the Isabelle.  *sniff*  Isabelle is a shapely, fun one who certainly draws attention, so it's nothing against her, but I will miss Bonnie and her quiet (okay, okay, clanking on occasion) way of being useful.



At least I can't lock my keys in Isabelle.

Current Mood: ditzy

Leave your name, and ..
1. I'll respond with something random about you
2. I'll challenge you to try something
3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you
4. I'll tell you something I like about you
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of
7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on yours.

Oh my gosh I freaking miss Lisa and Daniel.

Current Mood: frustrated

Lifted from asanque... My Inner Hero - Paladin!

Sitting here on my mum's computer, and she's got the finale of American Idol on. And apparently there's a surprise performance from the bizarre Minnesotan Roger Nelson (better known as Prince). I can't get over how weird he is. Or that damn poster Daniel has (had?) up. XD

(Mom just looked Prince up since I asked how old he is now. According to some site, he's been named the world's sexiest vegetarian.)