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Name: val
Country: Canada
Metro: Vancouver
Birthday: 2/21/1991
Gender: Female


Interests: rock/alternative/punk and r&b music pro tennis...GO ROGER FEDERER!! LUV YAZ! hangin wit friends watchin movies goin shoppin watchin tennis =) volleyball&badminton
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Member Since: 3/21/2005

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Saturday, March 17, 2007

whoa i just realized how long it has been since i've typed anything clearly significant about my daily life. lol i guess the life in my head is worth appearing on my blog more than just reality. nothing new there.

yay its spring break! term2 is FINALLY over! can't wait to sleep in, go shopping, watch movies, hang with friends and family, and stay up waaayy late xD. secretly praying for sunshine on the days im plannin to go out...springbreak aint springbreak if its with an umbrella dripping at your feet -_-".

gladtourrrific day was so unorganized, but ohwell we got through it. lol i bet ahundred ppl were missing yesterday...knew teachers wouldnt do anything so they just skipped haha. some just dismissed their students and left them wandering aroundd rofl. lmfao mr.neu was so filarious...grade7s grading the class presentations xD. mann i miss being in his class.

   
    "
We walked to the coffee bar across the street. Past the magazine stand displaying X-rated covers. Past a poster of a model in underwear flagging down a taxi. Past a big sign that read JUST DO IT. Past a movie theater placard with a man and a woman kissing passionately underneath the grabber headline THEY COULDN'T SAY NO TO THE FIRE THAT RAGED WITHIN THEM.
    It's lonely in this old world sometimes."

"Extra Virgin" by Joan Bauer




Monday, March 05, 2007

i just want that special someone to come along and say "sorry to have kept you waiting for so long...'


Thursday, March 01, 2007

"I'm Not Okay (I Promise)"
My Chemical Romance


Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I've told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out

Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed

I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)

But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)

yall like the string quartet version?


Tuesday, February 27, 2007

i'm in graphics right now...its our 3rd or 4th class of doing nothing. im kinda pissed off. i got a B.

but i have learned a few years ago that taking art-related courses or ones that require ones own creativity are totally demolishing the very concept of expression and beauty. creating, designing, and composing art of any kind is something that is beyond reasoning; there really are no rights or wrongs. ones own creativity is unique to that one individual and noone can judge it but the artist. but since we are in school, that authentic creativity and originality is destroyed into the numbers, percentages, and marks that betrays the very reason why we resort to art in the first place. there is no answer key at the back of sketchbooks, there is no label on the instruments, papers, stages, shoes, paintbrushes, clay, or any objects on the precise, textbook way of how to use them. we can play, act, write, draw, stroke, mold, construct, or deconstruct anything we want. and as long as the artist is content on what he/she has produced, there should be no external elements or opinions that can validate it otherwise. students who strive for A's and a hundred percents in the arts shouldn't get too carried away with pleasing the evaluator who gives them out. the person who is evaluating your work-of-freakin-precious art is reducing it to mere numbers that are, devastatingly, the only things that count in the end. creativity isnt something that can be stretched out into a rope and who ever has the longest one is the most successful. art cannot be measured. teachers ambiguously convert originality, beauty, and artistry into digits because that's the only system they know how to use to (de)grade us. and who are we calling 'teachers' here? everyone knows that you cannot 'teach' someone to have their own artistic style or personality. art cannot be taught. we should not conform to the expectations and criteria of so-called 'teachers', when all they're teaching is the exact opposite of what art is. they're teaching us that there is a right and a wrong; a good and a bad; a low mark and a high mark. from my understanding, art is a freedom of expression of one's soul; a spiritual pouring of a world with no limitations. since when did we use evaluation sheets to measure souls, and in this case, the portrayal of them? if we are academically promoting art, why are we smashing the foundations and betraying the promises that art is supposed to offer? does art deceive us? does it give us a sense of acceptance and liberty to display our artistic talents and abilities, then confess that it is only a couple of absurd figures, percentages, and letter grades that define our excellence? in slamming the doors to true freedom of expression that art essentially is, school is teaching students to abandon their own raw, gifted talents to satisfy the standards and expectations of their 'experts'. 



in other words, school is gonna fuck over our creativity and passion for expression in art. don't become a dense, whipped, unoriginal, second-hand slut.


Wednesday, February 21, 2007

thanks for the bday gifts, hugs, smiles, and everything else that makes this day too spoiled to be true. <3.

lets hope the sweetness overwrites the bitter.



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