I'm Kim.
17.
Music lover.
Writer.
Dork.
Kim, I am glad your mom found Jesus!
Baby Jesus to be exact… in the bushes.. upside down… I am glad!
Those pictures you are posting are what I imagine your cat would say, if it could speak English, but unfortunately she only speaks Japanese to me… and I have yet to learn that.
HAHAHA my cat is crazy! It’s funny because I remember joking around with somebody about how she’s probably the Anti-Christ and now she steals baby Jesus straight out of the nativity scene. If that’s not enough proof I don’t know what is.
“I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.”—
Conor Oberst
I wast thinking about this quote a lot today.
“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”
This past week really showed me the true meaning of this quote. This week I’ve been the saddest I’ve been in a long time and, the happiest I’ve been in a long time and, it really confused me.
It amazes me how disrespectful some people can be...
Today before my first period final my teacher wanted to take a few minutes to talk with the class about a student from the class of 2008 who recently passed away. He just wanted to share some memories that he had of her and maybe have some of us share some of our memories of her just to kind of lift our spirits a bit. Then one students interrupts him and says, “Can we just start our final already?” That made me so angry! I just can’t believe someone would have the nerve to say that. That’s disrespectful on so many levels. One it’s disrespectful to my teacher who was willing to share some of his memories of her, two it’s disrespectful to the class who are still in mourning, and lastly it’s disrespectful to the deceased.
One of my friends in the class came up to me after the final and was like you should of seen your face. I can only imagine it looked like this:
All jokes aside, it really disturbed me that someone would have the nerve to say that. Okay, I would see where she was coming from if we had this HUGE exam that would take up the whole period. No, we had a 40 minute in class essay, our class period today for the final was two hours.
I mean it’s not like I was super close with the student who passed but, still I knew her. My sophomore year she was in my chemistry class. Pretty much everyday she would copy my homework, labs, class work, etc. It’s not much but it’s just a silly little memory I have of her. At her graduation I remember turning to my friends and jokingly said, “If it weren’t for my chem home work she wouldn’t be here.” I honestly don’t know why I’m remembering all these things now.
Another Memory: I remember we had this one chemistry project where we had to make our own periodic table using something that we enjoy. Of course I chose music. I remember her looking at my project and telling me we have similar tastes in music and that she loves Bright Eyes. For the longest time I didn’t know why my remembering that would be significant. Now I do.
Her memorial service is today and, I think I have gathered enough courage to go.
*Sorry this post is nothing close to coherent, I just needed to vent*
