Poster: SarahMood: Lost in Thought
Music: Thank You - Home Made Kazoku
Movie: Tim Berton's the Nightmare Before Christmas
Book: The Haunting of America
Certainly i don't want to be the first one to post on this topic, but a girls gotta pay tribute where tribute is due. if you don't know by now you obviously are not taking full advantage of all the things myspace provides us with. i am of course speaking of the tragedy that is the death of the Crocodile Hunter, the beloved father and television icon Steve Irwin.
Stingray Kills 'Crocodile Hunter'
All day i have been hearing a lot of things about the incident that make me just want to hit something, and somehow i think that my fellow students don't realize that this is a loss of life we're talking about. A guy in one of my classes joked with his buddies how he was glad that Irwin was dead, that it was 'bout time' and i just felt this uncontrollable urge to deck him.
Sure, sometimes the things that Steve did made even me shake my head because of just how idiotic it seemed at the time, but i also held a respect for him; he had a passion that helped him to contribute to and protect the animals he loved so much, and he died doing something he loved which is why i only have the highest respect for this man whom i have watched since i was of so young. Not only that, he was a human being, he was somebodie's son, a friend, a husband, a father.
My heart goes to his two children Bindi Sue and Robert who have just been denied something so precious as their father, and i hope against all hope that Terri can somehow manage to pick up to pieces and keep walking forward with her head held up high.
Ladies, Mother Hen is in a downed-thoughtful kind of mood. i've been bothered by a lot of thoughts today, both physically and mentally, and i'm not sure anyone noticed; but its better that way.
i just want you all to know that i love each and every one of you, faults and all. You are my greatest treasures, my most trusted confidants, my best critics, my sisters, my friends, and my family. When it feels like the world shunned me for who i am, cutting me then leaving me to bleed, just talking to one of you is enough to sew me back up and dance to my own beat again. i don't know where i would be or who i would have become if i hadn't met all of you, but i doubt i would have made it through the tough times if i had tried flying solo.
Loosing any one of you would be like loosing a part of myself completely.
Itsumo sasaete kureru hito-tachi ni,
Higoro no omoi o kometa Rhapsody,
Appreciation na kimochi o todoke,
Itsumo arigatou,
Honto arigatou,
Tatoe doko ni itatte kimi no sonzai ni kansha shiteru yo
[For the people who always hold me up,
I put my daily thoughts into this Rhapsody,
Deliver my feelings of apperication,
Thanks for always,
Thanks, for real,
No matter where you are, I'm grateful for your presence]
♥ [Sarah] ♥