Jay’s Journal. I want the real deal. Help me if you can.

I was searching for a good book in diary/journal form and found an author named Beatrice Sparks. I kept coming across things that say that her “real life” diaries from “real life” teens were actually written by her, but was becoming highly interested all the same. But then I started looking into one called Jay’s Journal and decided that her books weren’t for me. Check this out.

Real story

This is just one of many articles I found stating that she ruined his name and made his family’s life hell. Actually, this is one of the “kinder” articles. The others were written by family members and friends who were outraged by the woman and wanted the story straight. Anywho, the actual reason for this post is that I can’t find his brothers book, A Place in the Sun: The Truth Behind Jay’s Journal, anywhere. I can find things that mention it, but I can’t find a place to look into or purchase it. If anyone knows anything, I would appreciate the information. In fact, I would just appreciate opinions. I’d be interested to know if I’m the only total stranger who is completely disgusted by this.

Published in: on July 6, 2009 at 12:15 am Leave a Comment

Something quick and meaningless.

Hi. I’m back but probably won’t be on much anymore as my dad is intending to either cut back or cut off my internet access. He won’t say why, he’s just saying that me might. I don’t get it.

By the way…

I hit 500!!!!! Woo.

Published in: on June 28, 2009 at 9:15 pm Leave a Comment

Ding! *light bulb appears above head*

I have a tad more time than I thought and I had a fun idea!

POLE TIME!


		
Published in: on May 30, 2009 at 5:22 pm Leave a Comment

Something.

Okay. I don’t have a lot of time, but I thought I’d post something. Click the links below to see my latest obsessions.

Obsession 1

Obsession 2

There wasn’t an actual site for the second one, so I just put one of my favorites.

Published in: on at 5:02 pm Leave a Comment

Quick! I should be in bed right now!

I have no idea what I’m calling this. I wrote it in about ten minutes for a Planet Wisdom thingy and decided to post it.

You touch Your hand,
To my cheek,
I turn my face away.
Words of love,
Are what You give,
But I simply will not stay.
I fear Your love,
And all it brings,
It’s hard for me to give in.
To this Force,
Which calls my name,
And pleads again, and again.
“Come home, sweet child,
And take My hand,
You know that I would do,
Anything,
To make you mine,
I’ve given My life for you.”
I can not,
I will not,
I musn’t give in to this,
I love these dreams,
And ways of mine,
They will not be dismissed!
And yet Your love,
Calls soft and low,
And begs me turn Your way,
I love You? I hate You?
I need some more time?
I know not what to say.

Published in: on May 5, 2009 at 10:41 pm Leave a Comment

Hate = Murder? Darn….

I’m very, very mad.

I’m not interested in explaining, I just wanted to fume to someone because I was just contemplating running my S.O.meB.ody of a sister through with a pair of scissors. But, seeing as I am very, very, VERY mad right now, I would likely say a lot of seriously unkind things, so instead I’m going to simply convey my thoughts in a small typed gesture and a link.

Link: The Plot To Bomb The Panhandle

Gesture: *screams profanities and punches wall*

I feel better now.

Published in: on April 23, 2009 at 6:00 pm Comments (1)

POLL TIME!!!!

Okay, so I made a new poll. “And remember, this is for posterity, so, be honest.” Sorry, I had to quote The Princess Bride there. Awesome movie.
And if you think you’re the weirdest option, but don’t belong to a Monster club where your name is Teefurstomp (don’t ask) don’t worry, you can still select that one.

Published in: on April 5, 2009 at 7:37 pm Leave a Comment

YAY! Something to post! Finally….

So I got out my notebook and searched like crazy for something I hadn’t posted yet and about the time I was ready to give up, TADAH!!! I remembered that in my other notebook was a poem that I wrote a few days ago. YAY! It’s not that great, but I like it. Just to warn you though, it’s a little weird. But then, so am I.

MY EUPHORIA
Your hands in mine,
Our bodies close,
Our eyes meet,
Then they close.
Our heads lean in,
Our lips meet,
My head spins,
Is it just me?
Heart skips,
A beat or ten,
stomach tightens,
Here it comes again.
Butterflies,
Shaky hands,
Heart arrhythmia,
Legs won’t stand,
This feeling that,
I love so much,
My euphoria.

I wrote another poem recently, but It is posted on my blogspot. Well… it will be. Eventually. ^_^

Published in: on March 17, 2009 at 3:19 pm Comments (2)

…So…

Yes, well….

It’s been a while since I’ve gotten on here and I feel very lazy…..

But alas! It is late and Mother is telling me to go to bed… so. I will attempt to post sometime soon, but will not promise. Spring break is this Monday so there’s a fairly good chance I will get an opportunity. *sigh* I must go…

~Kenyn

P.S. To my friends that I know via internet, I miss you guys and wish to talk to you soon.

Published in: on March 13, 2009 at 10:24 pm Comments (2)

DAGNABIT!!!

Would somebody please tell me what you think about the poem below??? I’m really happy with it, but the point of putting it on my main page was so that somebody would comment…

Steffi???

Ian???

Anybody?????

I feel so alone… *sigh*….

Published in: on February 3, 2009 at 9:58 pm Comments (2)