J. Kimery

Life & captures...you know what it is :)

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I live, I breathe, I cook, I clean. I take pictures, I take tests, I take money :P I'm a full time everything.
This blog isn't for your enjoyment. If it makes you happy then that's great but read it and weep lol ;)

I enjoy evenings at home. I dream of papaya salad. I adore close crops. I am simple and very random.
Instead of getting to the point, I ramble to the point. And those are the basics.


If you want me to take your picture, just ask :)

Oh yeah I have a website.
Website: judykimery.showitsite.com

Saturday, October 1, 2011

That doesn't make me Asian

I've been holding a lot in. You know ever since my life has been turned upside down
by crap. Just kidding. But I figured I'd blog and hey if you read. I lub you!

I did my informative speech today at school and oh sometimes I wonder why I do this
to myself? I pretty much revealed one of my biggest secret to a group of strangers,
and those dang emotions just took over me. I think back and go why the heck did I
cry? You know sometimes you just can't help it. I'm glad I refrained from the ugly
crying face and managed to finish my speech. Sucks though because I got points taken
off for staring at the Power point most of the time. Hey, that was actually my first
time with a Power point. I don't know how you look at the audience, point to the
Power point, and read and hold flash cards in one hand, and a PP remote in another.
So failed at multitasking.

Anyway, just a thought. If I come to your house and take my shoes off at the door.
It's not because I'm making myself comfortable in your home. I just have this
tendency to take my shoes off at the door. It's a habit and my way of showing
respect. Usually my first thought when I enter a home, I will see the entry and
contemplate, "Shoes off, or shoes on?" I feel like a lost child, unsure of what to
do. And I don't care if you're not Asian - just let me feel the softness of your
carpet!! Haha, jk. Just to let you know, come to my house - shoes off at the door
unless I really need to vacuum then I guess I'll let you slide. This doesn't make me
Asian :P

If you're wondering, I took most of the pictures off the blog because that google,
stalker stuff just now got to me. :/

I read this article yesterday and if and when I found time for photography again,
I want to do this kind of work! Capturing nature in the animal kingdom :) Check out the link.

http://animaltracks.today.com/_news/2011/09/27/7974512-cliffhanger-can-a-mama-lion-save-her-cub

Friday, August 12, 2011

To be young again

Sigh* I remember how it was to be young with no worries or even understanding.
I'm sure everyone felt and feels this way, that when they're young, they wanted to be
old and now that they're old, they want to be young. The bittersweet-ness of it all.
I remember when all I had to worry about was lame school work, my friends, and if a
guy liked me, or if we were going to the park that Saturday. Life was more simple. And
I like the wisdom that comes with age but I then again I don't like being able to
understand things. Even though some things are more complex and I still don't
comprehend it at times.

I'm really looking forward to this coming year. Mainly because I don't know what's in
store for me and my family. I know that I will hopefully, if things go as planned, that
I will be closer to achieving my degree, have a job doing something I think I will
love, have the person I love back by my side, put a tough year behind me and the ones
I love, and who knows what else will happen.

I want to put these lyrics down because they are great lyrics :)

It’s like a storm
That cuts a path
It breaks your will
It feels like that
You think you're lost
But you're not lost
On your own
You're not alone

I will stand by you
I will help you through
When you’ve done all you can do
And you can’t cope
I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight
And I won't let go

It hurts my heart
To see you cry
I know it’s dark
This part of life
Oh, it finds us all
But we’re too small
To stop the rain
Oh, but when it rains

I will stand by you
I will help you through
When you’ve done all you can do

And you can’t cope
I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight
And I won't let you fall

Don’t be afraid to fall
I’m right here to catch you
I won't let you down
It won't get you down
You're gonna make it
Yeah, I know you can make it

Cause I will stand by you
I will help you through
When you’ve done all you can do
And you can’t cope
And I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight
And I won't let go

Oh I’m gonna hold you
And I won't let go
Won't let you go
No, I won't


Tuesday, August 9, 2011

...

I really don't get life. I mean who does? But I hate it when life hits you hard. I'm
the type that doesn't want to get back up. You would think not, being that I seem like
I have it together. I'm emotional and I also have that motherly part of me, obviously,
but I hate it when those close to me are hurting. It weakens me and it saddens me.
I wish I could take away their pain or change things. I love my family especially my
children and siblings because I feel like I'm suppose to take care of them and protect
them. But God give me the strength.

Life is short. Let's start appreciating the better things in life and those are the
ones around us. Not money, work, clothes, etc. I know work is a necessity but work to
live, not live to work. Make time and effort for one another. You never know what
tomorrow brings. Live for today. Not for tomorrow.

To my children, my husband, and all my family: I love you!

Oh Rascal Flatts, you always sing the truth and with this song, you are singing my
heart!



RIP R.T. <3, my brother's best friend. Thank you for being his good friend, his
family. His heart aches for you and my heart aches for you and him. Anyone who's had
such impact on his life, has my love and respect. With Love.

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