Collide

Move your hips and
Move your arms
Wait for our bodies to collide

Rhythm takes over
Our bodies
We sway and spin and grind

Beat fills our souls
Hearts pound in tune to the music
Filling the room

Precarious Little Side Swiper

Precarious little side swiper
Taking to the crowds
He reaches out to take what he believes should be his

Precarious little side swiper
Doesn't make a sound
He simply takes and moves on

To his next little victim of his little petty crime

Nothing feels the same.

Nothing feels the same. I don’t know why. I don’t know what to do with myself anymore. There’s writing. There’s always been writing. I love it, I really do. I guess lately I don’t always want to write. I have to be in a certain mood. I have to get a great idea and feel the need to get it on paper. Sometimes I’ll be sitting there typing a story in Word and I just stop and go “I don’t even want to write right now. I have no desire.” I don’t want to make myself write. So I’ll close the laptop and stand up. I walk determinedly into the other room only to find that I have nothing I’d rather do. With a sigh, I drag myself back to the laptop to write. The only reason I started a blog and fanfics is because I love it. I love to create something out of nothing. I love to fill up a blank page with my words.
One day before school let out, we were walking laps for PE. Suddenly I had an immense desire to go hiking. It took over every other thought. I wanted to go home and put on my hiking boots so I could take to the mountains. I wanted to hear the sound of the dirt and rocks beneath my feet. I don’t even know why. I can’t explain the feeling.
I’m the same way with food. Food has been my enemy for a while now. There isn’t a specific food I’m hungry for. I’ll sit there listening to my stomach growl. Nothing sounds good to me. In the end I give up and eat something, even though it doesn’t taste how I’d like it to. The truth is, I don’t know how I’d like it to taste. Just different. Better? I don’t know what better is to me anymore, but I think it’s what I want.
Occasionally, I want something. I realized that my favorite food is no longer pizza, but instead simply black olives. It’s just something about them. It’s the taste and the texture. It hard to love the texture of a food. I love how olives feel on my tongue. I love to bite slowly through them, letting the taste overtake my senses. Biting into an olive is smooth like running your fingers along glass. I even like how it sounds when I chew olives. Could that be any weirder? I’m telling you, my mind runs on a different frequency than everyone else’s. Until next time

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Smurfs are evil!!!

As you can tell from the title, I very much dislike Smurfs. I can't really even explain why I hate Smurfs. They're just... Bleh. Seriously, when I think of them I'm not sure if i wanna puke or go hide in a closet. You know the guy Smurfs don't even wear shirts. Ew. They only wear those white pants that are like connected to their shoes. I can't stand those weird white hats. Let's go Smurf hunting---> You might think Smurfs are little and cute, but you're wrong. They are icky and evil. Even the word is gross. Try saying it. Smurfs. Smurfs. Smurfs. Smurfs. Smurfs.

Sorry about that rant. I have Smurf issues. So I'm wearing a dress today... I clearly had nothing else to write about today. Maybe I just keep on writing I'll come up with something... It's hot outside. I just opened the door and it was enough heat for me. Uh... My doggy is sleeping on the couch next to me. Weasel is adorable. Oh, i found something to talk about! YAY!

When I was a year old, we got a Boston Terrier named Milo. A few years ago we got a chihuahua/toy fow terrier and named him Kozmo. Then last November we got another chihuahua. Her name started out as Bella(Twilight), but my mom liked to call her Peanut. Then my mom decided to call her Weasel. We began calling her Bella/Peanut/Weasel Thing. Her name is now Weasel. We have the most confused dog on the planet.

Anyway, a few months back Milo died. *tear* We aren't positive what happened but he couldn't stand up and he was throwing up so we had him put down. *sniffle* I used to think about what it would be like when one of my doggies died. When I was little I would walk down the hall to where Milo liked to sleep in the dirty laundry. I would check to see if he was breathing. Even then I was preparing, bracing myself for when it did happen so it wouldn't be so hard to deal with. I cried anyway. I guess there was really no avoiding it. Until next time

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Tears Wanna Escape

Today I watched A Walk To Remember. I've seen it before but it still affects me the same way. Tears build up at the edge of my eyes. They won't quite fall, but they're irrevocably there. The movie is one of my favorites because it's well acted and has a great soundtrack. With songs by Switchfoot and Mandy Moore, it makes the scenes in the movie more romantic and sweet. The music sets the whole mood and feeling of a movie and they made great choices. I really want to read the book now so that is next on my (short)list of things to do.

I'm currently watching Animal Cops Philadelphia. It's a great show about real life cases of animal neglect and/or abuse. There are some things that are so hard to watch. We just saw a dog whose hair was matted. It makes it hard for them to see and hear. They shaved the hair off of the dog and just the hair was like a dog itself. It's terrible. I don't know how someone could let that happen to their dogs. I love the guys in this show. How can you not love a guy who loves animals? I love watching them use those soft voices when they talk to the animals. The best part is when they go to bust the people who allowed that to happen. I'm just ready to see the good guys kick ass and take names.

Until next time

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Say what?!

The word 'either' is strange. I don't like using it because it makes me have to think about how I want to pronounce it. I don't wanna have to think that much about one word. It is just a word and you'd think I wouldn't care, but my mind doesn't work like most people's. I care about the details. I think that how I speak is a big deal. I sound crazy, don't I?
DO YOU THINK TYPING IN ALL CAPITALS MAKES ME SEEM CRAZY? Craig Ferguson says that it makes people seem crazy. Yes, I watch The Late Late Show With Craig Ferguson. He is the funniest late night host. People watch Letterman and Leno, but it seems that many won't give the fabulous Craig Ferguson a chance.

I'm watching a show called 15 Unforgettable Hollywood Tragedies. I just watched number 3, the death of Steve Irwin. When they showed his daughter Bindi reading his eulogy, I began to tear up. What I don't get is that the death of Bill Cosby's son was a lower number than bigger tragedies such as this wrestler who used steroids and then proceeded to kill his wife, 7 year old son, and himself. How the hell(pardon my language) is that one death a bigger tragedy than 3? Is it because Bill Cosby was a bigger star? If so, screw tv. It isn't worth watching if when it comes down to it the bigger star gets more sympathy. Until we speak again

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Okay...So here it goes.

Okay... Hi. I'm Kierstyn. I am 13 years old and this is my first attempt at a blog. In case you are one bit curious, this is me -------------------->>>>

I know. I'm quite ordinary. Brown eyes, brown hair, 5feet 4inches. I try to look mysterious in pictures. I normally wear glasses, but I took them off for this picture.

Alright, here is something you need to remember about me: I am a bit eccentric. I get excited about simple things and can go off on a rant about anything. I'm serious. Here...Rain! Rain is beautiful. I love how it glistens on the pavement. The smell intoxicates me and makes my heart skip a beat. Rain brings dark clouds and lightning. The thunder makes dogs howl and kids hide under blankets. I love the way everything feels special when it rains. It makes little things more precious. What I want more than anything is a kiss in the rain. You know the kind you only see in movies. The kind that's so perfect, so amazing that it makes the world around you disappear. It would be so awesome if music started playing as well. Although, I am a bit out there. When I experience certain feelings, certain songs play in my head. If I had a kiss in the rain, I'd want the song Kiss Me to play.

Told ya. I could talk longer but I figured I'd just give you a taste of how I think, how i write. Now I must say my goodbyes, for it is nearing midnight and the city is slowly drifting into a state of slumber. Until next time

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