Saturday, October 30, 2010

hopeless

define your love from the distance define your love towards me and baby KD i know u will be.
i hate to say it but im despreate for your love and affection. i know you are the one i have to find but i hope that you will say you will always be mine.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

it would be nice

it would be nice to know the things i do from you and not from another soul.
it would be nice to love you without being interrupted by another soul.
it would be nice to know that I'm not jealous but deep down i am.

it would be nice just to love and have fun with you everyday without feeling that I'm unloved by you. why is it always me being brought down by a trap as soon as I'm feeling good my life falls back down upon me. it would be just nice to be hugged again like i was back then not by just you but by them all. i miss those times i had with you all, i had to grow up too fast and i wish i had never grown up at all. at lest then i would have no care in the world as i would of never understood the things i do now.

Monday, August 23, 2010

dedicated to a man that was at one stage my father

fly away my father just fly away.
i knew you cried to mother begging to come home.
she told you to stay. it was good for you, you know.
now we all regret it, cause you left us all alone.
fly away my father just fly away to your own home.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Fingers Crossed

i heard his voice on the phone i was so happy to hear it again, untill he told me why he called. Holding in the tears i didnt speak of it to my parents as they had the right to know, by him and him alone. knowing the words that were spoken i saw my dads face turn from a smile to a frown whilst he was on the phone. the time of his leave was to close to comfort and his destination to far from home. i told my friend, she said everything is gunna be ok fingers crossed. holding onto those words my gut tells me otherwise. my fingers i tell you, will be glued together for a very long time.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

what can i say i'm addicted

I'm standing in a square room with nothing exciting to look at, except for 12 chairs perfectly placed in a circle. people start piling into the square room as they pass me i feel a shiver run down my spine, frozen in fear i stand near the entrance of the square room. still standing frozen people start surrounding me, their eyes close in on me, black and grey eyes start to seep into my soul, I'm starting to feel dizzy and light headed. so i move to the circle of chairs and sit down with my hand upon my head and shut my eyes hoping that this place I'm in is just a dream. frozen in my own mind i hear this voice coming towards me i slowly open my eyes and remove my hand from my head. i start to shivvvvverrrrrrrrrrr i feel a drop of sweat trinkle down my face or is it a tear i don't know. all these chairs were suffocated by people ass checks just like those chairs i was being suffocated not by their asses, but by their dead less eyes staring at me. i feel a hand press upon my shoulder i jump in fear as they "say are you OK?" i turn to their face and see these eyes of blue and green purity, they were shinning intensively i felt at ease looking at them i replied "I'm fine" while taking a big breathe i felt at ease by his eyes. A young girl from across the room said "if it is OK by everyone i suggest we start now. who would like to go first?" the man next me put he hand up and said "i will" "OK thanks Leon" replied the girl from the other side of the room. the whole room was quite and staring at Leon not to mention i was myself :P. "hello everyone my name is Leon" "hi Leon" "some of you know me from before some of you haven't for those that don't know I was a bad alcoholic and had been for several years until finally i came here. i came here just under 3 months ago and i have been straight from alcohol for coming on 2 months now" "thank you Leon. now do you mind telling us about yourself" she said pointing at me. i freaked i swear i fainted in my mind,everyone was staring at me again my palms became sweaty yet again i started to have shortness in breathe. Leon whispered "its OK your not the only one just breathe and say your name from their it will flow" "hi everyone my name is Kate" i said in a calm yet some what quite voice"hello Kate" they all replied as they stared into me. i closed my eyes so i wouldn't see the eyes staring into my soul it didn't help much and I'm telling you now those words didn't flow out of my mouth they stuttered out. "I'm I"m adic...........ted to........................ toooooo ummmmm ehhhhh I'm addicted toooo" breathing heavily i began to stutter more "I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm adi adi addicted toooo uhh ummm" then all of a sudden i stood up and screamed "I'M ADDICTED TO EUROVISON"



what a story that was hey I'm just gunna say I'm Kate and i have been addicted to Eurovison for about four years now and i can not miss it for the world. hopefully i will go to Europe and see the contest live instead of on SBS or DVD i just wanted to say that I'm addicted to it in a fun way for me and for you rather than me say hi I'm addicted to Eurovison. i cant do that makes my blog seem boring :P any way by by and EUROVISON is amazing also a good perv hahahaha :P

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

if only......

those 2 words could go far beyond any one persons imagination by going completely random. BUT in my mind those words mean my life.
IF ONLY...... i had the heart to tell him how i feel
IF ONLY...... i knew my real father.
IF ONLY......i didn't have those troubles in life as i do now.
IF ONLY....... i was mean and could speak my mind aggressively to those i hate without any hesitation.
IF ONLY... IF ONLY... IF ONLY
i could get those thoughts out of my head and be happy with my life.
IF ONLY.... IF ONLY
i could see my family unite together in peace.
IF ONLY...... she didn't hate me.

my IF ONLY list will go on but its a list of if only. that's what bothers me if only means it has already come to past and all i have now is the future. of "WHAT WILL HAPPEN"

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

How stupid is this?

OK i have this teacher called mole face well that's what i call him. i know how mean it is and at times i can be racist but sometimes we just cant help ourselves, if you know what i mean?

well here the story goes.....................Once upon a time in a boring school on the planet earth a new teacher to our beloved high school just so happened to pass a sheet around the room. we had to write our names on it so he would know who we are and if we were here or not. temping as it was, haha yes well i did it. i wrote Kate Bobbinton and put my real last name in brackets.

the next class we had with Mole face was extreme. i realised he kept calling my name out in the wrong order of the class role. here i am thinking about it not twigging untill my friend Mildred saw the role latter on that class. WELL as u can probably tell now I'm now known as Kate Bobbinton to this teacher. well it might sound weird and stupid to you but it made my day. :P