RIP my kaos

KAOS
april 3, 2003 - august 20, 2011

depression so deep, i need all my kitties from 5 to 4 and it feels lonely here.

Slept since 8pm yesterday and woke up to post then back to bed and woke up at 2pm.

I puked when I came back from taking Kaos to get cremated, they gave me a clay paw print and booklet with a pin to remember him by... but my heart shattered... 3 days to a week to get his ashes back to me.

6pm.... i was outside reading my textbook and I come inside to post my answer for class, when I here a noise near the table and there is kaos shaking going into a seizure, I grab his little face and stroke his body and tell him i love him its going to be ok just come back to me.... he keeps shaking and then i noticed his tongue slipping, i start screaming frantically, no dont die please dont. I scream for bobby 4 times and he comes in on my last scream, but kaos is gone by then. I felt his lief slip out from my hands.

i couldnt handle it so i went to sleep around 8pm only to wake up again and puke water and blood. I pass out again to realize i am one cat-less today. deep pain in my heart.

I remember when I first saw kaos at my husband at the times moms house. He was too young to take with me and I had a wedding and honeymoon to go on. I look at him and said I will come back for you when I come back, your my 4th kitty.

And I did I came back for him, so happy to have a second black kitten, I loved him and his crazy ways os spinning in small areas and taking over my other 3 cats, all so happy together.


He is the healthiest cat I had of the 5, always so swet but a bit distant. I always had to pounce him to be able to hug him and kiss and pet him. He learned in time that I was going to love him anyway. But he never really let me take pics with him he would run form me, I have 5 or less pics of us together but way more of just him and the family together.

He never looked amused when I took pictures, but he was most active when we played and chased and ate soft food. He had this thing about not being far from me at all. He was quiet but always near by. Espcially when going to bed he kept my spot warm. He would always play with the sheets and bed when I made it. Scratched up he bed real bad but its ok Iet him be koatic... after all his name is kaos now and forever.

so with a heavy heart it hurts to loose him but at least i got to say goodbye and tell him i love him before his last breathe... i pray for his little soul to meet me in heaven. i love my kaos.

over run by work

I am being over run by work, but I am working. I went 3 years with out work... a coworker told me well you learned to survive on minimal but you survived. And yea he is right I did with the help of my parents and friends. Without them I would of crumbled faster.

But then again who gets a divorce and gets laid off and looses insurance within the same month???? Me....

Now I am swamped with lots of work and overtime. but I have my own office and I can pace the room if I get frustrated and that is nice. I havent decorated it but have 2 things that are mine in a corner but I am ok with not really having anything or much. Its very Zen that its not cluttered.

A new girl started this week and she is taking more the data stuff away that I had but its nice but it worries me what if she takes too much. But at the same time I am beading quite a bit and photographing and communicating with the factories and client requests. So I am busy no matter what.

the people are nice at work and that is good.

Judged

I will never apprecicate being called a hyprocrite for wearing crosses on my earrings. So what if they are black i really like my earrings.

Just because i dont activley show my religious thoughts or prayers or say i am religious doesnt mean your better than me. I choose to be silent about my ways since i dont like to impose my ways or thought. Everyone finds thier own way to god. There is more than one path.

It bothers me to the core of my soul that i have been judged and casted a stone at me. A stone from some who talked down to me when its from the same lips that say i love you.... its cruel.

just a small update

so much can go on in a few months but even in a few minutes... I have left home finally again. Since I was able to get another good job that pays decent enough to get an apartment. My cats are happy to be out of the single room and running around dominating my 668sqft apartment. I am readjusting to living in more than just a room that is my own... I truly had missed having my own space and i own it again. But I am washer/dryer less and going to the washeteria around this location is something out of a horror movie...


But since I moved out I have been walking more (dumpster isnt close plus mailbox) I have gone around close to midtown more again and I found these in a store.... they make me happy

i would like to change the core of me...

I would like to change the core of me, the deepest part of me that stores my volume on being loving and needing attention from the ones I love. Since it seems to get in the way of it all... so I would like to turn it down to a point of being numb.

so numb i cant feel it or give it.

no exbf has ever appreciated all the love and attention i give fully.... they all leave me in the end.
only friends appreciate it...

i would like to change the core of me... and be less loving and affectionate to fit the need of a loved one... but how many friends would i lose then? Since my friends claim to love how loving I am and that I care and go out of my way for them... but it seems no guy sees that. well bf/exs dont, the friends ones do...


a prayer my dad had posted and it got me thinking....
My Lord Jesus Christ, two graces I ask for you to grant me before I die: first, that I experience in life, soul and body, that pain that you, sweet Jesus, experienced in the hour of your most bitter passion, the second, that I feel in my heart, to the extent possible, that boundless love that you, Son of God, had when you offered to undergo such suffering for us sinners.

so how much pain do i have to keep feeling and it seems to be more and more. I dont want to match the pain this is too much and no one should of suffered for us sinners. Its not fair, no one deserves pains, even if it makes us grow... its damaging to the heart, mind and soul... it kills.

just some more art

I have not at all updated my deviant art.... not enough time and I enjoy the connivence of mobile loading to FB, but I must load and rescan some of my art.... one day this year :)

for the mean time here 4 drawings/Typography/Self Quotes I did last month.

there is more but its just art in progress photos....

Whimsical places

I went on saturday to photograph some of my moms work at a venue and it had a feeling of whimsical...




I will call her aileen, why? Since my name means "the light bearer" and that is exactly what she is doing... so here is a visual meaning of my name....

New Job

its been 3 weeks at my new job, I am a production assistant. I dont make like what I used to but I make more than my last 2 jobs. And I am happy at my work place since everyone there is nice and the atmosphere is very laid back but also corporate at the same time.

I do work with a ton of excel sheets and I get to photograph. I dont care for the number of meetings we have but hey it is part of the job. I did get to meet the president and owner last week since they were in town, very nice people.

So I do work 6-7 days a week now, but last 2 weeks its only been 6 days a week. Once school starts April 4th it will be more chaotic on free time.... its either full blown busy or dead bored it seems.

Toronto

I was just in Toronto, Canada, Monday-Thurs. Where I was able to spend time with a really good friend of mine. Bonding time in a chaotic time of life is always needed and while exploring a new city to me makes it even more memorable! The flight was only 3 hours long and I slept the whole way without trying. Something about planes just knocks me out ever since I started traveling to Scandinavia. But I made it all fine and started the day in snow and cold. The pictures are mixed from when I first got there and the last night together. I learned way more about amanda and so grateful for her friendship and spending time with her. We watched awesome movies and pigged out on pita bread!
Tuesday we went downtown and to the Tim Burton Exhibit!!!!! Which really was a gallery and there is so much beautiful art and I was even more inspired and realized I should of not thrown away so much art. I recommend going to the gallery since there is parts of the movies, artwork, notes and so much and private artwork collections!
I loved walking around Toronto, we walked 7.5hours on tuesday and a few more on wednesday. But its very different from home and more like a mesh of European and North American clashed but it works out so great. Plus some great random stuff on the buildings and lights. Lots of theater places as well, made me think of Sarah.
of course there was some random things too, for example the barbie ad that said "together again"... WTF when the fuck did they divorce? Where was that party and why wasn't I invited :) hahaha amused me way to much, but I do love how the lady to the left in the image came out. Then while being in HMV music store, which has mostly disappeared from Houston, the sections had themed art! I loved the Metal section! Then the famous Tim Horton Canadian coffee... sooo yummy, I got addicted! Mission accomplished by Amanda. And I have been craving it!
I really loved being there, and it was a trip very much needed, I am a transient and love to travel. But I just got a job and well I have to slow down the travel but who knows maybe I can sneak in trips. But life just turned around and I look forward to it!

red

Red is the color of passion
Red is cupid
Red is the color of seduction
Red is the devil
Red is the color of power
Red is angry
Red is the color of emergency
Red is prosperity
Red is the color of celebration
Red is joy
Red is the color of love
Red is happiness
Red is the color of desire
Red is energy

red is that color hair which is seduction
red is the color of a crush

Vday 2011

Day before Vday I made cupcakes for friends and family. First I baked the cupcakes and while I waited I cut some strawberries into heart shapes to place on some of the cupcakes. Strawberry cupcake with strawberry icing and strawberries... its an explosion of sweetness. Baked and decorated with love.


After all 31 cupcakes where made I decorated them. Different styles since I could not make up my mind.


After that I meet up with 2 good friends Kristina & Nikki, we were having drinks and cupcakes I had made. And at midnight we said happy vday to each other and gave the bartender a cupcake. Form personal thought, you do not treat anyone bad on vday, its a shitty day for so many and everyone deserves love on the loneliest day.

I go home happy and sleep and wake up to making art and feeling inspired to glue and craft. My Coffins are coming along and I am very happy with them.

halfway into the day I get invited to lunch with Nikki & Kristina. We go eat at a Japanese restaurant and while there we each get carnations. We take pictures and have lots of giggles and fun at the restaurant and a drive to the store after words. Lots of fun and then I dropped them off at home.


I then head over to see my precious goddaughter and spend some time with her and family. She has me carry her and loves her painting I made her! *Heart Melts*, then she has me put lipstick on her and me and showers us both in disney princess perfume. Good times I love her.



A great day with friends and family, the BEST vday ever and the way it should be spent! In mexico its the day of lovers and friends, so it was only right to be with friends and family.
<3

My book came in!!!!!

Yay its here and came out out beautiful i luv it!

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I give up on love

I give up on love

love is not nice to me
love causes pain onto my heart so very much
love has abandoned me.

It is not fair to me
even after many heart breaks
love thinks i deserve to suffer...

I am so full of love
But it seems all guys reject it, or use me for it...
for the moment
they take but do not give back
and when they do its pretend...

I am so tired and closing the door on my heart....

its better this way since the love of my life taught me that
I am not worth loving,
I am not worth keeping,
even when told by many others that I am perfect for them,
while they break my heart and leave me for another female...

so i close the door to my heart, maybe forever
since no one in this day and age cares for me or ever will.
no one understands that I am someone who wants and needs love
someone who will love endlessly for all eternity,
to the right person who shows love

yes i have plenty of love from friends and family
but that is not the void or shot out parts of my heart
I longed to fill again one day...
it seems i will just have to keep my tattered heart

but it seems being loving is one of my faults....

goodbye hopeless romantic, choke on your tears and stop breathing since no one will come to rescue you...