Independent Pages

I haven’t really been posting up to par lately. All the things that have been going on lately, I can’t post about, and it’s all I want to post about, you know? But I’m going to try my best. I’m going to try to move on and be happy with my life. It’s the best thing I, and everyone else for that matter, can do..

If you’re reading this, no matter who you are, answer this question to yourself: Are you truly happy with where you are? With what you’ve done? With who you are? I know I’m not. I’m trying to change, to learn and make myself an all around better person. I make mistakes. Just like everyone else. I’m trying to be happy so that others around me won’t worry so much, and that they’ll be happy too. I’m truly sorry for what I’ve done in the past. I’m trying to make everything better. You could say that I’m under construction, hehe.

So, to everyone who reads this post… Try to make yourself a better person. It’ll make the world better. I think. Take a long look in the mirror, and make a list of your positives and negatives about YOU. Noone else. Focus on the positives, forget about the negatives if you can’t change them. But if you can change them, please try. Try. It’s all I can ask for..

I haven’t been this happy in months..

To explain:

I basically had a figurative garden. It had lots of flowers in it, some pretty, some not. One was just freaking horribly ugly. But I kept it anyway, letting it grow how it pleased. I recently ripped the thing out of my garden, out of my life. I’m ecstatic. My life is so much less complicated now that the damn thing is gone. The only things that grow in my flower garden now are roses, and they look so beautiful without that choking, stupid, ugly flower.

I’m one step closer to my sand castle. To simplicity. To happiness. I don’t need flowers that choke up my garden, they’ll be pulled out. I’m done with those flowers. i choose happiness.

This has been Kimiri Moon.

A few points here:

Cyberbullying is continued harassment online or through any electronic means. A post on a blog does not count as cyberbullying. That Girl appears to be sadly misinformed. Posting opinions on a person, good or bad, on a blog is NOT bullying. It is letting off steam so that I don’t go on a water tower and start shooting people, for example. I would never do that in real life but I used the analogy to get the point across.

So I do not “count myself lucky” that That Girl is not going to the principal. The post is down, due to complaints on content. What else does she want, I wonder, blood?

Once again. This is a blog, where opinions are expressed. If That Girl wants to dictate what I say, she can go read someone else’s blog and try to control them. And if she wants to leave little messages for me in my comments instead of talking to me in real life like a normal human being, then so be it.

Complain all you want, but it’s not bullying. I know what I did was wrong; I shared secrets about a friend she told me in confidence. I’m sorry for that and that alone. I apologize for any hurt feelings. But this IS a blog, and I WILL continue to post my opinions. It’s that or the figurative water tower scene. Try to stop my freedom of expression, I dare you. I will not be posting anymore about material that might offend. So I see no reason to count that SINGLE incident and lapse of bad judgement as “cyberbullying”. And to those who do, you need to come to terms with reality, please.

This has been Kimiri Moon.

Isn’t the title emo-licious?

I like to think so.

I haven’t posted in a while except for random stuff. I apologize. Excuses are: I’m too lazy to post regularly but I will try to post at least once a week from now on.

Anyway…

A lot of things have been happening to me. New love. Old love. New Love trashed and Old Love survives another day. Another sorrow. It’s not as if I’m not happy. I am, to a certain extent. But the days are passing by so fast, and I can’t help but wonder if I’m wasting my life. If I’m not treasuring each moment enough, letting it slip through my fingers one second at a time.

I remember when I was about five years old, I loved playing at the beach. I couldn’t get enough of it. Nothing compared to sitting in the sand, building castles and letting the sun warm my skin. Those days are gone forevermore, and I miss them for their simplicity.. Of having nothing to worry about but whether your pretend sand castle princess gets rescued from the evil dragon by the prince in shell-like armor. Now everything is too complicated, and it’ll only get more confusing as I go along. No more basking in the sand. I have to swim the waters of life and let the current drag me along wherever it pleases. The current is a powerful thing; if you fight it, you drown. Same thing in the real world.

I wish i could just have my damn sand castle back.

This has been Kimiri Moon.