All posts for the month June, 2009

Another Friday

Published June 19, 2009 by ladyserenity92

It is another Friday. Yes, the weekend is here. I’m not sure what I can do. So I go along with this blog, I make a plan to stay home. In Charlotte, NC. we have a heatwave advisory. I really don’t want to stay home. It’s lonely at home. I miss my family and my friends. That’s the price I’m paying for wanting to be alone. But whatever the risk, I’m going to have some fun this Friday.

Stayed Tuned!

The Children are crying

Published June 18, 2009 by ladyserenity92

The Children are crying.

They cry for freedom from the oppressions of their government.

They cry out to be heard.

They cry to have a voice.

‘You silly, children.’ the government mocks, ‘you don’t have a voice. What can you do?’

Out of my classroom window, I see my friends.

Some are arrested; other are sent to prison in handcuffs.

While others die on the ground.

I see my girlfriend with the boy she loved dead on the ground.

The streets are red; and so is the schoolyard.

The brave children put up a fight to be heard in an oppressed government.

Many are incarcerated and many die for a fight for freedom.

The Children are crying. But are we listening?


Author’s note.

This is a haunting poem about defiance, the fight for freedom and the cost of the fight. In the 1960’s and 1970’s there was a power struggle between the youth and government. They was a shocking image that I saw of a nameless girl crying for a dead boy on the ground. It was a tragic photograph that shocked the world. Now in 2009,(30 years after the fight for freedom in Iran), the children are in the street once more. Fighting, defining and dying for a voice of freedom. I may be young, but I know that good wins over evil if their is a fight for it. This poem is dedicated to the youth of Iran. We hear you, don’t give up.

Stayed Tuned!

A brief history on ‘The Clash’

Published June 17, 2009 by ladyserenity92

The punk group The Clash was formed in London, England in 1976. The group took English punk and combined different styles into their music. The Clash made their music debut as an opening gig for the infamous punk group The Sex Pistols.

Unlike the songs of  The Sex Pistols, the songs of The Clashwere mostly about racism, police brutality, political slants and disenfranchisement.

In 1977, CBS Records of Great Britain(TM) signed The Clash for an advancement deal of $200,000. In spring of that same year the band’s debut album was released and entered the British music charts at #12. Music censors at the U.S.A record company Columbia(TM) thought that the British version of  The Clash’s debut album was too inappropriate for Stateside release. However, it didn’t stop American fans from buying the album as an import.

The Clash’s first album to be released in the States was ‘The Cost of Living’, which included the cover version of  Bobby Fuller and Sonny Curtis’ I Fought the Law.

In 2002, the collaborator and close friend of  The Clash Joe Strummer passed away at the age of 50.

Stay Tuned!

Sunday Free For All

Published June 15, 2009 by ladyserenity92

This post was written on June 14th, 2009.

Welcome back! I hope you guys and gals are having a wonderful Flag Day. Today I’m posting a few goodies on here; I hope you’ll love them.

New word I just made up:

Miyazakian—- (Mi-ya-za-ki-an) n. — Relating to the studies of the films of Japanese animator Hayao Miyazaki.

You will see this word every time I refer any films of Mr. Miyazaki.

Tip Line:

‘Instead of blaming fate, I think we should accept ourselves as we are and try to fulfill whatever dreams are within our capability’. —- Dr. Michio Kaku.

The bands that I want to know more about are Se7en, Rain and Wondergirls. If anyone is reading this post, please put a post on how I can find these bands that everyone’s crazy about. Thanks a lot. And I would also want to know more about the Japanese girl group Morning Mitsume (Morning Girls.) I want to hear their music as well.

Thanks to all of you for reading my post! Until next time… Stayed Tuned!

Such Sweet Sorrow (Chap.5)

Published June 13, 2009 by ladyserenity92

That night at the dinner table, I told my family about Anna and Vladimir.

“Anna and Vladimir Knight,” Cousin Ray said, word by word. “Those two kids are mostly quiet and keep to themselves. Anna is mostly shy; she doesn’t have any friends, and doesn’t open up real easily since she is often bullied. In fact, the poor girl was bullied so much, she had to be home-schooled.”

“Poor, Anna.” Jordan said. “I wish I could be her friend.

I thought about the books Anna had given me.

“Anna gave me some books to read,” I said. “They’re really good.”

Two of the books that were Anna’s were a book of poems, while the other two were two books that I never read before. One was Night train to the Stars by Kenji Miyazawa, and the other was Kiki’s Delivery Service written by Eiko Kadono. I only saw the movie version of Kiki’s Delivery Service but never read the novel version of it. I wanted to know why would Anna wanted me to read the four books she had given me.

I decided to read the books to find out.


After dinner, my family and I watched a movie that Cousin Ray rented from Netflix. The movie was an old black & white horror movie. I didn’t care too much for the movie, so I started reading one of Anna’s book of poems. On the next page was a poem entitled ‘Outsider’. As I read the words, I felt movement at what Anna was saying in her poem.

There was a loud scream in the room. The scream came from me because my dog Potato had licked my foot. Screaming, I leaped up from the couch, tossing the book out of my hand. T.R. was next to me and jumped up, tossing the bowl of popcorn in the air. The popcorn got on everyone. Potato had a feast of the popcorn on the floor.

“Butterfly, look at this,” Daddy groaned.

“It’s okay; I’ll clean up the mess.” Miss Carla announced.

“No, Carla. Let me do it.” Cousin Ray volunteer.


The movie was postponed. Daddy made me stay behind with Cousin Ray to clean up the mess I’ve made. In the middle of sweeping, I gave my cousin a sly smile.

“I can be a bit of a klutz sometimes,” I told him.

“So you say?” he replied.

“Yep, I couldn’t even bowl a strike to save my life.”

Cousin Ray stopped cleaning up and walked over to me. As I swept, he placed a hand on mine. I looked into those blue eyes of his.

“I don’t think of you as a klutz at all,” he told me, “I think of you as a funny teenage girl who was sent from above to make the world smile.”

I looked at my cousin and felt my heart flutter. I knew what my cousin said was the most beautiful ever. As I smiled at Cousin Ray, I felt millions of butterflies slow-dancing in my stomach.

Cousin Ray spotted my book on the floor. He went over and picked it up off the floor. “I believe this is yours, Mademoiselle,” he said formally.

I laughed as I placed the book on the coffee table. Without another word, we went back to cleaning up the den.


Cousin Ray and I didn’t finished cleaning until midnight. I was very exalted when I got to my room. I collapsed on my bed, rolled up the covers and drifted off to sleep. In my dream, I was walking hand-in-hand with my cousin along the sandy shores of the beach.


July fourth was the day that I longed for. It was Indepandce Day and Cousin Ray’s birthday. With the lack of sleep still lingering me, I got up from my bed and grabbed some fresh clothes to wear. I went down the hallway to the bathroom to take a shower. In the shower, I washed myself clean. I washed off the dirt, old oils and other filth off me. I am reminded of old saying that a teacher once told me, ‘A dirty body has a dirty soul’.

I went down to the kitchen and smiled warmly at my family. “Good morning, everybody,” I beamed. I breezed in and kissed everyone. “Wow, my dear! You seemed to be quite happy this morning,” Daddy replied.

As I sat down, I sang a song for Cousin Ray for his birthday.

God bless, you!

On this day!

Happy, happy birthday and many more!

“Happy birthday, Ray!” I said.

Then T.R. and Jordan sang their version.

Happy birthday, it’s your stupid birthday.

Happy birthday.

Boy, you’re really old.

Cousin Ray chuckled at the song. “Guys, you think I’m that old?” Cousin Ray said to my brother and sister. “I just turned thirty today.” We all laughed at the hidden joke that Ray gave us. Cousin Ray stood up and lifted up his coffee mug. “Well, I’m officially 30 years old today.” He chimed.

“To thirty years,” Cousin Ray said. “May I have many more years of good health.”

“To thirty years!” we said, chinking our glasses together.

“Let’s have a picnic for Cousin Ray.” T.R. said.

“Honey, I’m not so sure that a picnic would be apperate for Cousin Ray,” Daddy said, “I just heard on the weather report that it was going to Rain today.”

“But, Father,” T.R. said formally. (T.R. sometimes called Daddy ‘Father’ when she wanted something from him or if she was upset with him. Most of the time she liked to call Daddy ‘Father’ to sound more mature.) ,”Cousin Ray would love to have a rainy day picnic for his birthday. And besides, he’s only thirty once in his life. Let’s have a picnic for him. Would you like that, huh Cousin Ray.”

T.R. batted her eyelashes at Cousin Ray. Her hypnotic brown eyes entrapped my cousin into doing something that he haven’t done in his life. With her bright, brown eyes and beauty, T.R. could get you to do what you wanted to do. My sister was a young Cleopatra.

Ray took one look at T.R. and made his decision.

“Okay, let’s do it!” he said.

To Be continued/Stay Tuned!


Published June 12, 2009 by ladyserenity92

Hello, fans!
Today is Friday the 12th, 2009. Thank goodness it’s not Friday the 13th. 😮
With my mom on holiday (vacation), I got to do a lot of things for myself. Independence! I first went out to sign up for a BJ’s Wholesale Club(TM) card. Before I got on the bus, I had to stop at a coffee booth to get a quick bit to eat. I met this cutie pie of a prince.

He loved books; I love books. He’s smart; I’m smart. I would like to invite him for burgers& chips (French Fries) and cherry Cokes(TM) and a movie. Sadly,the cute ‘guy’  is 11 and I’m 26 1/2. But we can only be platonic brother and sister. Although he’s sweet, I can’t break the law.

I went to BJ’s(TM) and got my card. I did some shopping. I brought pasta sauce, chocolate chip cookies, coffee; toilet paper and ground beef. And it only cost me $45.

Adam Lambert came out of the closet. Now I don’t like American Idol(TM) (too shallow), but I do like that Adam stood up and spoke from his heart. I wish you the best, Adam!

Along the way, I met a lot of people. They helped me with my groceries. I would like to thank them.

Now I am at home watching Degrassi (TM) on MTV. At least MTV did something decent for once in their life. I love Degrassi(TM). Its a show that deals with the real lives of teenagers and not apple–pie teenagers.

I hate stories that have apple–pie people. It’s just so fake.

Well, catch you on the flip side. Let’s do the time warp sometime.

Stayed Tuned!

What you are today

Published June 11, 2009 by ladyserenity92

This is a fun exercise to enjoy. All you have to do is fill in the blanks that comes from your mind. There are no right or wrong answers. Enjoy and post.

  1. I am most confident when….
  2. I am happy when….
  3. I am embarrassed when….
  4. The most important things in my life are….
  5. The thing I dislike the most is….
  6. The thing I enjoy doing the most is….
  7. I am uncomfortable when I am required to….
  8. I plan to….
  9. I feel I am….
  10. My friends and I are alike in that we….
  11. Most people think of me as….
  12. The people who love me are….
  13. I am different in that….
  14. People do not understand me because….
  15. Why should I….
  16. It’s funny how….
  17. What I like best about myself is….
  18. What I like least about myself is….
  19. I would like to be able to….
  20. I am capable of….

So, what kind of person are you today?

Stayed Tuned!

Tip Line

Published June 10, 2009 by ladyserenity92

The thing about myself is that I am just myself. —Ladyserenity

A wiseman will listen to you, but a fool will only do things that are foolish. —Ladyserenity

Stayed Tuned!


Published June 8, 2009 by ladyserenity92

What does the month of June mean to you, friends?

Is it the start of summer?

Is it the month of  white weddings?

Is it the joys of having summer break from school?

What does the month of June mean to you?

Tell me all about it with your post. Just keep it on the PG level.

Tell me all about what the month of June means to you.

Stayed Tuned!

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