and don't forget the violence

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vainkitten — Wed, 14 Jun 2006 04:11:53 GMT

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This is the world we live in:

vainkitten — Thu, 04 May 2006 05:14:19 GMT

Please Take Part

My mother made my family sit down and watch Invisible Children last week. If you can get your hands on this video, or watch a showing of it nearby, please do. I have not openly wept like that in a year and a half. Then, watching it reitierated by Oprah and Lisa Lou, I'm trying to do my best to spread the word.

Thousands of children make a nightly march to find safe places to sleep. Why, you ask? Because terrible men called the L.R.A rebels steal them in the night to force them into slavery as their mini soldiers and sex slaves. One very crazy but very charismatic man has taken it upon himself to start a war and use the children of his land to support it. Children piled up on each other in two hospital rooms, sleeping, praying that by the time they're 20, they won't have murdered anyone. We joke about people being bitchy about violent video games. Why don't we start bitching, ourselves, at real violence that is affecting children the same age?

If I've been quiet lately, it's because I can't get this out of my head. Women my age are having their fruit stolen from them. And, if they are returned, and not killed, they're husks. Lifeless husks that can't look you in the eye, can't laugh, can't play anymore. I see kids at the mall I work at , and I want to go single-handedly beat the shit out of anyone who would put a semi-automatic rifle in a 7 year olds hands. Or gang rape a girl of 12.

As it's been said before, this would never happen these days, especially in a first world country. Would we stand for our next door neighbor's having their doors broken down, and their children taken? Just because they don't have the locks we have, the alarm systems we do, even the goverment and militia, doesn't mean that they deserve it any more. Yes, our livestyles are different, our beliefs are different, so much about is pheomonally different, but human rights apply to everyone.

So, please, as someone you've known for years, someone that you poke fun at and laugh with, at least watch the film. Or buy a bracelet. Or repost it somewhere else. Please.

ivisiblenomore
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Rachel

Long lost words whisper softly to me....

vainkitten — Fri, 24 Mar 2006 06:00:00 GMT

Voice Post: On the road again...

vainkitten — Fri, 03 Mar 2006 19:33:48 GMT

World AIDS Day - Please Read

vainkitten — Thu, 01 Dec 2005 19:35:46 GMT

Today is World AIDS Day. I've always felt blessed to have my birthday on the same day as such an important, informative day for the rest of the world. As my birthday present, please go educate yourselves on AIDS and it's effects not only in the USA, but around the globe. Africa is always a hotspot of discussion, but no one talks about the giant rise in geriatric AIDS, the drop in young adult AIDS, and what it's like to grow up knowing that you or your family member has a time bomb inside of them.

Having worked with AIDS patients for a few years, it's been so hard to loose not only adults, but children (who I mostly worked with). I can tell you wonderful, but heart breaking stories of children under the age of 5 who showed more courage than those that I've attended college with.

And with the advent of RENT in movie format, I hope it encourages others to not only practice safe sex, but to preservere in finding not only the cure for AIDS, but ways to prolong lives of those who started as HIV+ and moved into the higher count. And don't forget, when it comes to town, to see it. It's so difficult to capture Broadway on film, and it would really do you well to experience this powerful play.

So, I'll wrap this up. Please. Practice safe sex. Teach your children about AIDS, as well as STD's. Help those who have already been inflicted or affected by it. Educate yourself (MTV has some great information, by the way). For me. For my birthday present.

Rachel

Tomorrow! 22 Spankings!

vainkitten — Wed, 30 Nov 2005 21:32:51 GMT

Rachel's 22 Birthday

December 1st, 2005 = Thursday
9:30 pm - meeting in the parking lot

Free cover and drinks
for the ladies!

DJ spinning Top 40

Whiskey Park North
(813) 968-1515
11921 N Dale Mabry Hwy
Tampa, FL 33618

I plan on both drinking and
dancing, so be there for the
exciting Rachel-kitty making
a fool of herself.

Please comment to RSVP -
Bring Friends!

I love this remake so much.

vainkitten — Mon, 14 Nov 2005 17:30:22 GMT

Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer’s out of reach
Empty lake, empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I’m drivin’ by your house
Though I know you’re not at home

But I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy?
Remember how I made you scream
Now I don’t understand what happened to our love
But babe, I’m gonna get you back
I’m gonna show you what I’m made of

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun
I see you walkin’ real slow and you’re smilin’ at everyone
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

Out on the road today, I saw a black flag sticker on a cadillac
A little voice inside my head said, "don’t look back. you can never look back."
I thought I knew what love was
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go but-

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun
You got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun
You got that hair slicked back and those wayfarers on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

This is totally my day, right here!

vainkitten — Mon, 26 Sep 2005 19:17:26 GMT

More Lyrics - "Lies"

vainkitten — Fri, 02 Sep 2005 01:52:56 GMT

"Lies"

Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear
Sealed with lies through so many tears
Lost from within, pursuing the end
I fight for the chance to be lied to again

You will never be strong enough
You will never be good enough
You were never conceived in love
You will not rise above

They'll never see
I'll never be
I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
Burning deep inside of me

But through my tears breaks a blinding light
Birthing a dawn to this endless night
Arms outstretched, awaiting me
An open embrace upon a bleeding tree

Rest in me and I'll comfort you
I have lived and I died for you
Abide in me and I vow to you
I will never forsake you

They'll never see
I'll never be
I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
Burning deep inside of me

They'll never see
I'll never be
I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
Burning deep inside of me

Rest in me and I'll comfort you
I have lived and I died for you
Abide in me and I vow to you
I will never forsake you

They'll never see
I'll never be
I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
Burning deep inside of me

vainkitten — Tue, 30 Aug 2005 15:53:50 GMT

Well, I have a bunch more names of places that I can apply at today. I'm saving Walmart for last, but it has to be an option, because I need the money. I had two calls today from weird phone numbers, so I need to call them back and see who they are. I think it's Blockbuster and Borders. At least I'm hoping it's them.

I'm off to Religion and Modern American History now. Not going to buy my Relgion book, beacuse I'm hoping I can get it through Jesuit. I am going to try to buy my Am Hist book, though, since I already missed that class once, and I need to do reading for it. *crosses fingers* My parents don't have the money to lend me for books, unfortunately, because of the car accident my brother got into yesterday.

He hit another student, I guess, and the car is out of commision, which cramps my schedule. I know that's being rude, but they're not making him get a job, like they did me, and my accident was worse. And on top of that, the mother of the student only wants to talk to me, because I have a different car insurance, and according to her, I won't screw her over. My family isn't like that, but they're starting to get angry. Me? I don't really care that much. He's been a dick to me lately, and even though he bought me a new pink backpack today, I know it was at my mother's insistance. It's all that stupid girl's fault. He's still staying up 'till all hours, so he couldn't focus on driving in Ybor. I do realize it's his choice, but she's stringing him along, and it really bothers me.

Anyway, I need to head out, and get in line at the bookstore again. Hopefully the little one will be better. Mom started calling at like 9 this morning, thinking that my class started at 11. It starts at 12:30. I do have my schedule down, now. *sighs* December. It has to be December.

But would north be true?

Rachel

Stolen from beautyrose

vainkitten — Fri, 19 Aug 2005 22:36:35 GMT

I've consumed alcohol.
I've run away from home.
I have lied to my parents about where I am.
I don't like Bush because he is dumb.
I don't like Bush with my own reasons to back it up.
I am for Bush.
I listen to political music.
I collect comic books.
I am shorter than 5'5.
I think I'm ugly.
I shut others out when I'm depressed.
I open up to others easily.
I am keeping a secret from the world.
I watch the news.
I own over 5 rap CDs.
I own an iPod or MP3 player.
I own multiple designer purses, costing over $100 a piece.
I own something from Hot Topic.
I own something from Pac Sun.
I own something from The Gap.
I own something I got on e-bay.
I love Disney Movies.
I am a sucker for hair/eyes.
I don't kill bugs.
I curse regularly.
I paid for that cell phone ring.
I am a sports fanatic.
I have "x"s in my screen name.
I've slipped out an "lol" in a real conversation.
I love Spam.
I bake well.
I would wear pajamas to school. (And still do.)
I own something from Abercrombie.
I have a job.
I love Martha Stewart.
I am in love with love.
I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.
I am self conscious.
I like to laugh
I smoke a pack a day.
I liked Perks of Being a Wallflower.
I liked Go Ask Alice.
I have cough drops when I'm not sick.
I can't swallow pills.
I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem.
I eat fast food weekly.
I have many scars.
I believe in ghosts.
I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.
I am really ticklish.
I see a therapist.
I take anti-depressants.
I love white chocolate.
I bite my nails.
I am comfortable with being me.
I play video games.
I'm single.
I'm in a relationship.(Yes, both at once.)
I'm married.
Gotten lost in your city.
Saw a shooting star.
Wished on a shooting star.
Saw a meteor shower.
I had a serious surgery.
Gone out in public in your pajamas.
I have kissed a stranger.
Hugged a stranger.
Been in a fist fight.
Been arrested.
Laughed and had milk or another drink come out of your nose.
Pushed all the buttons on an elevator.
Made out in an elevator.
Swore at your parents.
Kicked a guy where it hurts. (And would currently like to repeat it, twice.)
Been close to love. *rolls eyes, and wipes away the tears*
Been to a casino.
Been skydiving.
Broken a bone. (Well, I had my ribs broken open... does that count?)
Skipped school.
Saw a therapist.
Played spin the bottle.
Gotten stitches. (First open heart.)
Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.
Bitten someone.
Been to Niagara Falls.
Gotten the chicken pox.
Kissed a member of the same sex.
Crashed into a friend's car. (Into my ex.)
Been to Japan.
Ridden in a taxi.
Shoplifted.
Been fired.
Ever had a crush on someone of the same sex.
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.
Stole something from your job.
Gone on a blind date.
Had a crush on a teacher.
Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.
Been to Europe.
Slept with a co-worker.
Been married.
Gotten divorced.
Had children.
Been to Africa.
Driven over 400 miles in one day.
Been to Canada.
Been to Mexico.
Been on a plane.
Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Thrown up in a bar.
Eaten sushi.
Been snowboarding.
Been skiing.
Met someone in person from the internet.
Been to a moto cross show.
Lost a child.
Gone to college.
Graduated college.
Done hard drugs.
Had someone cheat on you.
Miss someone right now.
Taken painkillers when you didn't need them.
Smoked weed.
Snorted cocaine.
Ate shrooms.
Inhailed Nitrous.
Been in love.
Cheated in a relationship.
Woke up crying.
Cried yourself to sleep.
Peed from laughing.
Had sex.

Mewness and Tests

vainkitten — Wed, 20 Jul 2005 16:18:14 GMT

So, it was called to my attention that backdating my entries to have the FO Banner at the top was actually not letting them show up on everyone's friends page. Which means, if you want to catch up on my life, please check out my journal and the last bunch of entries.

I just finished my last exam, and I've gotten the grade for another one. The next thing I'm doing is going to Human Reproduction class, and getting my grade.

Then, I drive to Zhills, get my car, and drive it home, stopping somewhere to get it cleaned. Roy and Marcus are going to detail it. And I am going to be one massively happy camper.

Rachel

Mewness.

vainkitten — Mon, 11 Jul 2005 22:56:30 GMT

View Poll: #530439

vainkitten — Wed, 06 Jul 2005 14:26:55 GMT

I'm at school. Yay. Some guy is playing weird emo crap next to me. I'm debating going to class after doing really well on the quiz without going. Also, LJ cuts are needed in the naked community that I'm on.... It's unnerving to be looking at pussy shots this early in the morning, at school.

Didn't sleep well. Wanted to sleep more. Aunt Jane had to wake me up because Alex turned of my alarm clock again. I think I need to set my phone too. *sigh* I was annoyed.

Need to find out if we're gaming tonight. Hopefully. And I get to be a tease again. Yay!

Off to class. Go me.

Rachel

Closer

vainkitten — Mon, 27 Jun 2005 03:55:27 GMT

I should probably go to sleep. I feel like crap right now. Nickelback makes me cry, still. Some songs still have sense memories for me. I guess that's a good thing. I don't know.

*sigh* I just want to be cuddled. Is that really that difficult? Relationship? No. Cuddling? Yes. I miss Kvn for that. Just his hugs. I don't know.

Stupidness. I'm just being stupid. I need to be paitent and less needy. Like a lot of people have said, I probably need to focus on myself. But how do you do that? And what do you exactly do? I don't really get it.

Ok. It's almost midnight. I need to be in bed.

Rachel

vainkitten — Sun, 26 Jun 2005 21:52:11 GMT

I'm having such a hard time cleaning my room. With LKH to read? Of course, I choose now to pick it up but... Faeries? Sidhe? How can you stop the love?

Rachel

A Poll to Soothe the Soul

vainkitten — Sun, 26 Jun 2005 00:55:58 GMT

View Poll: #520282

Brittany Spears & Jessica Simpson

vainkitten — Sat, 25 Jun 2005 23:42:34 GMT

Yes, yes, I know they're both ditzy, and I know they're both Republican, but I just can't help but loving Jessica Simpson and Brittany Spears. I think they look absolutely fantastic (who wouldn't want their bodies, in more than one sense), they sing amazingly, and they have somewhat amusing shows that highlight their blonde-ness. Hell, if a camera followed me around all day, there would be many instances of the "chicken of the sea" blurb. My parents have a whole list of them, in fact. I wish I could dance like them, too. I've got all of Brittany's music videos on DVD, and I usually watch it about once a month. And I love Newlyweds, even though they've sort of gone south, relationship wise. (Which makes me sad, really.)

Anyway, just felt like posting this. So sue me for being a pop-Queen addict.

Rachel

Go fill this out!

vainkitten — Sat, 25 Jun 2005 21:53:18 GMT

Rachel

vainkitten — Fri, 24 Jun 2005 19:07:25 GMT

Oh, and if Social Security comes in, I'm dying my hair lots of colors. Mainly black, purple and pink.

Rachel

Stolen from crytalsage, Shamelessly

vainkitten — Thu, 23 Jun 2005 19:31:01 GMT

SAGITTARIUS

Drinking style
In vino veritas -- and, for Sagittarius, in booze blurtiness: When buttered, they'll spill all your secrets and many of their own. Tactlessness aside, Sagittarius is just plain fun to drink with. This is a sign of serious partying (what else would you expect from the sign of Sinatra, Keith Richards, the Bush twins and Anna Nicole Smith?). They're the people who chat up everyone in the room, then persuade the entire crowd to travel somewhere else -- like a nightclub, or a playground, or Cancun. Good-natured hijinks are sure to ensue (including a high possibility of loopy groping; spontaneous Sag is a brilliant booty call).

Trademark cocktails
A travel-loving sign, Sagittarius might be intrigued by drinks like Moscow mules, Singapore slings -- perhaps even a Long Island iced tea (not a bad option, given how much Sag can put away and still stay vertical). Party monsters that they are, they're attracted to shots, like the ever-popular lemon drop. Sag rules pears, and could use a nice pear cider right about now, come to think of it.

Drinking buddies
The Bush twins, Margaret Cho, Noel Coward, Betty Ford, Lucy Liu, Brad Pitt, Keith Richards, Frank Sinatra, Anna Nicole Smith, Britney Spears

Dood! I get to drink with Brittany Spears. *love*

Rachel

vainkitten — Tue, 14 Jun 2005 17:23:52 GMT

It's colder than before.
The seasons took all they had come for.
Now winter dances here.
It seems so fitting don´t you think to dress the ground in white and grey.

It´s so quiet I can hear my thoughts touching every second that I've spend waiting for you.
Circumstances afford me no second chance to tell you how much I´ve missed you.

My beloved do you know
when the warm wind comes again another year will start to pass?
And please don´t ask me why I´m here.
Something deeper brought me than a need to remember.

We were once young and blessed with wings.
No heights could keep us from their reach, no sacred place we did not soar.
Still greater things burned within us.
I don´t regret the choices that I made.
I know you feel the same.

My beloved do you know..
how many times I stared at clouds thinking that I saw you there?
These are feelings that do not pass so easily.
I can´t forget what we claimed as ours.

Moments lost though time remains.
I am still proud of what we were.
No pain remains, no feeling.
Eternity awaits.
Grant me wings that I might fly.
My restless soul is longing.
No pain remains, no feeling.
Eternity awaits.

vainkitten — Tue, 14 Jun 2005 01:10:25 GMT

God. I feel like it's been such a long day. I'll probably try to get to bed early. I don't know. I just am in a bad mood. I saw Madagascar with Kvn, which was fun. Good pizza and stuff. I just wish the Pitcher Show would refill it's freaking drinks. I realize it's annoying to do that during a film, but I get thirsty. It has to do with my Lithum and stuff. Annoying. Figured out how scarily parallel Kvn and my life is. We get yelled at for the same things, get told not to move for the same reasons, and things like that. Oh, and he needs to "Move it, move it." With the lemur robot, yeah! (You'd have to have seen the movie to understand it -it's so great.) Madagascar just rocks. There are references to Planet of the Apes, American Beauty, Star Trek and a ton of other ones that I probably didn't get. I'm probably going to look up a spoiler site on it.

My Human Reproduction teacher is an ass. Quilla and I walked in 2 minutes late from Miss Mary's Donut Shop, and he says, all exasperated, "If crap like this keeps happening again, I won't let you people have a break anymore." As if we've sinned so much against His Magisty. This guy is a total quack. So I skipped lab, because I didn't want to hear any more references to it (he kept making them during his lecture).

Please, someone, take my guinea pig. I feel so bad for him!

Over and out.

Rachel

Link to Filter Post

vainkitten — Sat, 11 Jun 2005 20:23:25 GMT

Lots of new people on my journal. If you want to see more than what I just put on "Friends," please go here and fill out the poll. It's not going to be a lot more posts, just enough to make things interesting.

Rachel

vainkitten — Fri, 10 Jun 2005 20:03:47 GMT

I have a free guinea pig for anyone who wants a male, grey and white 3 week old. He's perfectly ok to be seperated from his mother, and I really need to find a home for him soon, because he's already starting to mount her (they don't pay attention to that whole genetic thing). He's quite friendly, and voice trained (my brother thought he was going to keep the piggie, but we've already got two others). His fur is soft and smooth, and he'll be getting a bath soon. Email me at lunar_cowgirl@livejournal.com for pictures (hope to get some this evening), and more information.

Oh, and I still have a wedding dress, horse tack and an engament ring for sale.

Rachel