HOLY SNAP I HAVE A JOB!! At White Fence Farm >> (I would say something quite incriminating at this point, but I believe I should avoid that...) I'm sure it will be less glamourous as soon as I get there, yet any occasion that allows me to buy new clothes allows for excitement. They just better have air conditioning. And water. Also, I have an appointment scheduled to get my drive test on the 31st, and we'll get my license on the same day, assuming I pass the test. Which I am feeling very confident about. I'm a good driver, I swear! Plus, I just came back from my grandparent's house where I had been since Friday having fulfilled all 15 hours of driving I had left to do for my log. I am incredibly sick of driving at this point, though it will be much more useful for me to have my license as I will be able to go to the library as often as I want (XDDDDDD yessss!), not have to plan around my parents for piano lessons, drive myself to work and school, go to the Asian grocery (XDDDDDDD!!!!!!), or just be able to go out with my friends without asking them for the rides :P 2 more weeks until that, though >> Ah, well. At least I will be getting it soon ^^ Plus, my parents will let me use the white car even though I was supposed to pay $3,000 for it. I at one point told them that I would not be buying the car from them becuse, first of all, I only have $2,000 in my savings account from my past deposits and interest, and I would much rather use the money on the $14,300 trip to Thailand I am planning on taking when I take the half a year after high school and before college, though it broke my heart to give up the possibility of getting that car, because I really do like it. Apparently, my parents did some talking amongst themselves and decided that we would temporarily keep the car for me to use as long as I paid for half the insurance and the gas. So I got to keep both the money and the car, and I didn't have to argue for it >> Besides that, I believe I will go to read one of the many books I have checked out from the library. Or even better, get working on the one I bought for the English assignment. Maybe. Not much else to say about my life, kudos to those who read it all the way through. And no, I don't mean those scrumptious little munchies with the M&Ms in them.

たとえ これ の のど が ずたずた に ぶ こわれて も 話すことができなくて も いっしょう がい, きみ の ため, あなた の ため, さけんだ してよう.

For all of the things that I cannot see or help and for all of the times it hurts and you wonder why, imagine that the birds take you away; that the clouds hold you high above the ground, and that you can take refuge in all of the hearts that care for you so dearly.

... well, the last one, you don't have to imagine.

I'm 15 for a moment...

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Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

I'm 22 for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars

15… there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15…there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live…

I'm 33 for a moment
Still the man but you see I'm a they
A kid on the way
A family on my mind

I'm 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life

15… there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose yourself
Within a morning star

15… I'm all right with you
15… there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live…

Half time goes by
Suddenly you’re wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on...

I'm 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

15… there's still time for you
22… I feel her too
33… you’re on your way
Every Day's a new Day

15… there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15… there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

I just...ran. I could hear my footsteps reverberating off the walls of the buildings. I didn't know where I was going...yet at some point I found myself halfway to your house. I sang songs to myself...I sang about letting go, and love. Because they were the things I needed to believe in. When your father answered the door, he asked if I was okay. I couldn't think of anything else to say...I just kept asking for you. I fell onto your shoulder and let my tears go. And I remember you whispering in my ear...telling me that you were there. You told me I was cold, but I couln't feel anything. It was twenty degree weather...yet my anger and frustration kept me warm as I ran through the cold night. Your mother...in a way, in the short time that she held me and stroked my hair while I tried closing my eyes to shut out all the feelings pouring out, she replaced that hole my own mother had ripped out of me. You held my hand and let me cry on your shoulder.

And the next day...you thanked me for it.

When you held me in your arms...I felt that you did not want to let me go.

And I thanked you for that.

Ooold charry dsc. Needed somewhere to put it


Rynn always wears biker gloves with holes at the knuckles, knee high boots with the works (chunky, straps, buckles, and laces), a black trench coat with red plaid lining that reaches to her knees, a black shirt w/ a pic of donald saying 'suddenly donald realizes he never wears pants', depending on her mood, a skirt (seen on avi) or black and red bondage pants, black, purple, or brown eyeshadow, and occasionally puts her hair into buns.