I have found that K-pop fans and Whovians all have one thing in common.
Steam Powered Giraffe.
I don't know how or why this is true. Perhaps it's because they are all amazing things to be loved and adored. In my new found love of SPG, I went in search of fandom connections and found that so many people have these three things in common;
A love for K-pop, Doctor Who and Steam Powered Giraffe.
"Epic and so cool."
Sunday, November 18, 2012
A series of writings
Like the title says, I will be giving you some of the things i've written, and yes, they're all copywritten. If anyone is reading, I hope you enjoy the things i've written.
Some have titles but many of them don't. There is even a song that, to me, sounds very country...and I hate country music. So, without further ado....
Darkness Revealed
Raining, Raining,
On my head.
Raining, Raining,
Inside i'm dead.
Thunder, Lightning,
Inside my brain.
Crashing, Falling,
There's so much pain.
Cursing, Staring,
No one's there.
Smashing, Hating,
Blood everywhere.
Gasping, Drowning,
Darkness prevails.
Bleeding, Burning,
Now it hails.
Twisting, Screaming,
Blood on my skin.
Thrashing, Peircing...
It's Raining again
One Day
Can you see me?
Do you need me?
I sit and wonder,
If it'll be much longer,
Before you break my heart in two.
I need you to see me,
Need you to hear me,
Before I fall into darker skies.
I loved you madly,
and you treated me badly.
But here I am again with you,
There I go talking to you,
Here I go, still loving you,
But dont you see...
I need you to see me,
I need you to free me,
I need you to BE me,
For just one day...
So you can sit in your room
While fighting the dark.
Walk through the day and pull away
From everything and everyone you know.....
For just one day....
So I can finally say,
I'm Leaving the prison
you've locked me in,
I'm shoving you inside it,
Take the key and I'll hide it....
And just walk away
Reflections
Wind in my hair, sorrow in my eyes.
Thinking of the past,building my disguise.
Sitting on the waters edge, feeling nothing but the sand beneath my bare and naked feet.
I look for my reflection,there is nothing I can see.I look upon the water,for some fading hope of light.All that lies is the future,and something not quite right.
Heartbreak and corruption,they seem to lead the way.I look upon the sand behind me,
where fear and rejection lie.
Where once there was love,now there is only hate.
Broken hearts and broken dreams,
they surround me every day.I seem to be the strong one, but that is just a lie.
I seem to others a morning glory,
a vision to partake.
What they don't see with their own eyes,
is that it's all a big mistake.
Hush
A Hush fell over the crowd.
Then a light went out and screams were heard that
sounded as if they came from the ends of the earth.
The beat of the music went on,
But her heart did not.
She laughed and danced
and had a wonderful time,
or so it is im told....
But how, I scream, when she wasn't even that old,
could she be taken so very far away,
From me, from the world, from life.
I try to think of happy things,
but all of those are gone now.
She was my everything and now i'm lost without her.
All that's left are memories,
but it doesn't seem like those are enough.
I long to hear her silly laugh,
to feel her arms around me.
I want her here,
I want her back with me,
But this I know,
is never meant to be.
The only thing to do now is ride out each day,
and hope that one day, a hush will fall over the raging,
wailing, screaming, suffering and suffocating anguish in my heart..
Copywrite>Karen Edwards
Some have titles but many of them don't. There is even a song that, to me, sounds very country...and I hate country music. So, without further ado....
Darkness Revealed
Raining, Raining,
On my head.
Raining, Raining,
Inside i'm dead.
Thunder, Lightning,
Inside my brain.
Crashing, Falling,
There's so much pain.
Cursing, Staring,
No one's there.
Smashing, Hating,
Blood everywhere.
Gasping, Drowning,
Darkness prevails.
Bleeding, Burning,
Now it hails.
Twisting, Screaming,
Blood on my skin.
Thrashing, Peircing...
It's Raining again
One Day
Can you see me?
Do you need me?
I sit and wonder,
If it'll be much longer,
Before you break my heart in two.
I need you to see me,
Need you to hear me,
Before I fall into darker skies.
I loved you madly,
and you treated me badly.
But here I am again with you,
There I go talking to you,
Here I go, still loving you,
But dont you see...
I need you to see me,
I need you to free me,
I need you to BE me,
For just one day...
So you can sit in your room
While fighting the dark.
Walk through the day and pull away
From everything and everyone you know.....
For just one day....
So I can finally say,
I'm Leaving the prison
you've locked me in,
I'm shoving you inside it,
Take the key and I'll hide it....
And just walk away
Reflections
Wind in my hair, sorrow in my eyes.
Thinking of the past,building my disguise.
Sitting on the waters edge, feeling nothing but the sand beneath my bare and naked feet.
I look for my reflection,there is nothing I can see.I look upon the water,for some fading hope of light.All that lies is the future,and something not quite right.
Heartbreak and corruption,they seem to lead the way.I look upon the sand behind me,
where fear and rejection lie.
Where once there was love,now there is only hate.
Broken hearts and broken dreams,
they surround me every day.I seem to be the strong one, but that is just a lie.
I seem to others a morning glory,
a vision to partake.
What they don't see with their own eyes,
is that it's all a big mistake.
Hush
A Hush fell over the crowd.
Then a light went out and screams were heard that
sounded as if they came from the ends of the earth.
The beat of the music went on,
But her heart did not.
She laughed and danced
and had a wonderful time,
or so it is im told....
But how, I scream, when she wasn't even that old,
could she be taken so very far away,
From me, from the world, from life.
I try to think of happy things,
but all of those are gone now.
She was my everything and now i'm lost without her.
All that's left are memories,
but it doesn't seem like those are enough.
I long to hear her silly laugh,
to feel her arms around me.
I want her here,
I want her back with me,
But this I know,
is never meant to be.
The only thing to do now is ride out each day,
and hope that one day, a hush will fall over the raging,
wailing, screaming, suffering and suffocating anguish in my heart..
Copywrite>Karen Edwards
Monday, November 12, 2012
Steam Powered Giraffe - Mac the Knife 6-6-10
This fills a huge crack, and I love them for it.
I <3 Rabbit.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
So what happens now?
I don't know who I am anymore.
I lost myself almost 7 years ago.
When she died, so did I, in a way. I feel so empty and lost and alone. Nobody reads my blog, so what harm will come of me posting my feelings. Nobody is there to hear me, to comfort me, to dry these tears that come nearly every day. I don't even tell my best friends how I feel.
It feels like I was forced onto a bullet train to nowhere and when I came out the other end, I wasn't me anymore. I had been transformed into some empty shelled, robotic version of myself. Many days I wake up, wishing that I hadn't. There are other things that contribute to these feelings.
I don't have a family of my own. No significant other, no children, and I think I never will. My sister has her own family. Married with children, three of which are adults now and two of those are starting lives of their own. It's not something that anyone does on purpose, but I feel so, left out, forgotten.
I try to reach out, into the vastness of the world and when I pull my hands back, they're empty. Always empty. I drag myself from my bed and put on my mask, every single hate-filled day. I smile and laugh when expected to. I never let anyone see behind the facade. But sometimes I feel the cracks grow and i'm terrified that people will see, so I stuff them full of things. Things that make me forget, even if only for a short while, that i'm so lost, empty, hollow. And no, alcohol and drugs aren't either of those things.
Abusing substances doesn't solve anything.
I used to write, mostly poetry. I don't think I was ever really that good at it, but I kind of miss it. I haven't written anything in these last six and a half years. I stare at the screen, or the paper...and it just stares right back at me, mocking me with its emptiness.
I used to be expressive. I was never outgoing or happy go lucky, but I wasn't this thing that i've become.
The only thing that I currently use to fill my time is listening to music. It helps numb the pain, if only for a very short while. I've never been musically gifted in any way, but it lets me let go, without judging me. Without leaving me behind. Without letting go of my hand. But at the end of the day, the music ends and there's nothing left but me and my ever tormenting thoughts.
No, im not suicidal.
Sometimes I'm just tired of existing, especially when it feels like there's just...no point.
If anyone does read this. Don't flip out and call the looney bin on me. Don't ask me if i'm okay. Don't get in my face and insist I get help. I'll only tell you to fuck off and mind your own business.
I'm a bottler. It's the only coping mechanism I have.
I'm just venting, so please, don't form an intervention for me.
Seriously.
If you want to offer kind words of love and encouragment, by all means, give them to me. Kind words of love and encouragment, without the hint of "oh man, she's really lost her marbles".
Right now I just want to be left alone with my K-pop and Steam Powered Giraffe.
You heard me.
Steam. Powered. Giraffe.
I lost myself almost 7 years ago.
When she died, so did I, in a way. I feel so empty and lost and alone. Nobody reads my blog, so what harm will come of me posting my feelings. Nobody is there to hear me, to comfort me, to dry these tears that come nearly every day. I don't even tell my best friends how I feel.
It feels like I was forced onto a bullet train to nowhere and when I came out the other end, I wasn't me anymore. I had been transformed into some empty shelled, robotic version of myself. Many days I wake up, wishing that I hadn't. There are other things that contribute to these feelings.
I don't have a family of my own. No significant other, no children, and I think I never will. My sister has her own family. Married with children, three of which are adults now and two of those are starting lives of their own. It's not something that anyone does on purpose, but I feel so, left out, forgotten.
I try to reach out, into the vastness of the world and when I pull my hands back, they're empty. Always empty. I drag myself from my bed and put on my mask, every single hate-filled day. I smile and laugh when expected to. I never let anyone see behind the facade. But sometimes I feel the cracks grow and i'm terrified that people will see, so I stuff them full of things. Things that make me forget, even if only for a short while, that i'm so lost, empty, hollow. And no, alcohol and drugs aren't either of those things.
Abusing substances doesn't solve anything.
I used to write, mostly poetry. I don't think I was ever really that good at it, but I kind of miss it. I haven't written anything in these last six and a half years. I stare at the screen, or the paper...and it just stares right back at me, mocking me with its emptiness.
I used to be expressive. I was never outgoing or happy go lucky, but I wasn't this thing that i've become.
The only thing that I currently use to fill my time is listening to music. It helps numb the pain, if only for a very short while. I've never been musically gifted in any way, but it lets me let go, without judging me. Without leaving me behind. Without letting go of my hand. But at the end of the day, the music ends and there's nothing left but me and my ever tormenting thoughts.
No, im not suicidal.
Sometimes I'm just tired of existing, especially when it feels like there's just...no point.
If anyone does read this. Don't flip out and call the looney bin on me. Don't ask me if i'm okay. Don't get in my face and insist I get help. I'll only tell you to fuck off and mind your own business.
I'm a bottler. It's the only coping mechanism I have.
I'm just venting, so please, don't form an intervention for me.
Seriously.
If you want to offer kind words of love and encouragment, by all means, give them to me. Kind words of love and encouragment, without the hint of "oh man, she's really lost her marbles".
Right now I just want to be left alone with my K-pop and Steam Powered Giraffe.
You heard me.
Steam. Powered. Giraffe.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Eat Your Kimchi.....seriously.
Okay so, I recently discovered the fandom of www.eatyourkimchi.com.
It's this canadian couple, living in Korea, that do videos on everything from korean culture in everyday life, to Kpop.They also have three Youtube channels:
http://www.youtube.com/user/simonandmartina http://www.youtube.com/user/simonandmartinabonus
http://www.youtube.com/user/OpenTheHappy
and a facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/EatYourKimchiPage
They have a HUGE following, called The Nasties, and im happy to say that im now one of them.
Now, of course, like I've said before, im older than pretty much everyone in the Kpop following, so while im all about these guys, my fandom is more laid back and not so much "OMGIMINLOVEWITHEVERYTHINGKPOP" in your face. Unless im spazzing out a tiny bit because a new song has been released and I manage to sucker someone I know into listening to it and then find out they actually kinda like it.
*ahem*
Anyway, EYK rocks. Anyone that stumbles onto this blog should definately check them out.
I mention them because, well...hello, awesomesauce and two, it leads me to http://www.kconusa.com/.
Now, I suppose if I were like, 16, this would seem like an awesome event and some of the things they have planned do look pretty cool, but I cant help feeling underwhelmed and a little disappointed. For one, it WOULD be cool to go, BUT... the groups they have announced I either havent heard of, or I really dont like them. The other thing is, the event is next month and they still havent revealed all of the guests and panels which, to me, seems like poor planning. I guess im used to star trek and Buffy cons that have pretty much all the details hammered out and announced several months in advance. Also, anyone who REALLY knows me, knows that I cannot stand things that have a lack of information. I need dates, times, places and itineraries, not overall generalities. It just drives me absolutely batshit when I go somewhere and there is just NO information.
So again, I mention EYK because...they are going to be there and it would be pretty cool to meet them. If not for them posting about the Kcon, I would have never known about the event at all.
I do kinda hope they do another Kcon, maybe next year? And hopefully with better guests and even more so, a better set-up of their site because the way it is now, it makes me feel like were I to attend, i'd be walking around clueless as to where to go and when, frantically searching for events and praying I didnt miss anything because no information was posted anywhere.
Anyway, Kcon aside, you should really check out Eat Your Kimchi.
Simon and Martina are awesome!
It's this canadian couple, living in Korea, that do videos on everything from korean culture in everyday life, to Kpop.They also have three Youtube channels:
http://www.youtube.com/user/simonandmartina http://www.youtube.com/user/simonandmartinabonus
http://www.youtube.com/user/OpenTheHappy
and a facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/EatYourKimchiPage
They have a HUGE following, called The Nasties, and im happy to say that im now one of them.
Now, of course, like I've said before, im older than pretty much everyone in the Kpop following, so while im all about these guys, my fandom is more laid back and not so much "OMGIMINLOVEWITHEVERYTHINGKPOP" in your face. Unless im spazzing out a tiny bit because a new song has been released and I manage to sucker someone I know into listening to it and then find out they actually kinda like it.
*ahem*
Anyway, EYK rocks. Anyone that stumbles onto this blog should definately check them out.
I mention them because, well...hello, awesomesauce and two, it leads me to http://www.kconusa.com/.
Now, I suppose if I were like, 16, this would seem like an awesome event and some of the things they have planned do look pretty cool, but I cant help feeling underwhelmed and a little disappointed. For one, it WOULD be cool to go, BUT... the groups they have announced I either havent heard of, or I really dont like them. The other thing is, the event is next month and they still havent revealed all of the guests and panels which, to me, seems like poor planning. I guess im used to star trek and Buffy cons that have pretty much all the details hammered out and announced several months in advance. Also, anyone who REALLY knows me, knows that I cannot stand things that have a lack of information. I need dates, times, places and itineraries, not overall generalities. It just drives me absolutely batshit when I go somewhere and there is just NO information.
So again, I mention EYK because...they are going to be there and it would be pretty cool to meet them. If not for them posting about the Kcon, I would have never known about the event at all.
I do kinda hope they do another Kcon, maybe next year? And hopefully with better guests and even more so, a better set-up of their site because the way it is now, it makes me feel like were I to attend, i'd be walking around clueless as to where to go and when, frantically searching for events and praying I didnt miss anything because no information was posted anywhere.
Anyway, Kcon aside, you should really check out Eat Your Kimchi.
Simon and Martina are awesome!
Saturday, September 1, 2012
The Doctor is In!
Oh my goodness! It's a new season of Doctor Who with a new opening sequence and everything.
While Matt Smith isnt MY doctor, he's still The Doctor. It took me a while to get used to him but I think he's doing a good job in the role.
Anyway, i've been really anticipating the new season, having had to wait so long between seasons. Let me just say, it didn't disappoint at all.
The proper amount of tears and relief and more tears were had.
There were a few cheesy things and the ending was a little bit predictable at the end. Actually I kinda had a plot point figured out before the ending, but it was still just as sad.
All in all, I loved it and I can't wait for next week!
While Matt Smith isnt MY doctor, he's still The Doctor. It took me a while to get used to him but I think he's doing a good job in the role.
Anyway, i've been really anticipating the new season, having had to wait so long between seasons. Let me just say, it didn't disappoint at all.
The proper amount of tears and relief and more tears were had.
There were a few cheesy things and the ending was a little bit predictable at the end. Actually I kinda had a plot point figured out before the ending, but it was still just as sad.
All in all, I loved it and I can't wait for next week!
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Grrr...Argh
so it's been in the high 80's this week. we've been getting by without any a/c running, but tonight...tonight we will be having a/c...because my freaking bedroom fan died!
*sigh*
tomorrow I have to look at fans, if we even have the kind I want. it's back to school and all the college students are buying up EVERYTHING!
have I ever mentioned how much I hate college kids?
that's another blog altogether!
blah.
*sigh*
tomorrow I have to look at fans, if we even have the kind I want. it's back to school and all the college students are buying up EVERYTHING!
have I ever mentioned how much I hate college kids?
that's another blog altogether!
blah.
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