'tis the season to be jolly...

It so is. I'm super happy, for no reason. Anyway. I love Christmas.
We're just getting started on Christmas push, and its fun.
Me and Hom are gonna go taking pictures of the lights and decorations sometime,
[nudges hom's ribs]
RIGHT HOM!

ALSO

Chelsey's coming home today or tomorrow!!!

I missed you tons and can hardly wait till u get home.
It's so great that you're not gone for the Christmas season.
[we like sheep] :D

IT"S CHRISTMAS TIME!

(the picture was not taken by me, but I DID do the photoshop work)
ANYWAY

Yeah, I know it's a little early but I'm just super happy.

Tomorrow we're gonna decorate and lately i've been feeling super Christmassy.
But I just wanted to make sure u guys knew... :P

:D

It's sunday...3:00 o'clock!
[counts on fingers]
That means there are only four hours left until...
...[drum roll]...
FREE NIGHT!

Yeah, i know its kind of sad that the only thing i look forward to is freenight/day but, i mean, WHO CARES?!?!

Anyway, i jut wanted to share my euphoric jubilance.

Tell at least one person u love them everytime u read/think of this post.

[i want you to fly with me...]

I LOVE MY LIFE!

I LOVE MY LIFE!

I mean, its great. Everything is wonderful. I finished my math. I only have a few days left of history i might be able to ACTUALLY GET OUT OF THE HOUSE this Christmas(being the photographer at the shows).

And basically everything is going right...of course there's the usual set of things that gets me down...BUT it doesnt really matter.
Cuz being happy is WAAAAAY funner.
[here comes the sun...]
[dudududu]

O YAY!

Never underestimate the power of stupid people in crowds.
[groan]
I mean you should've been at the last teen activity. There were soooooo many stupid people.
There was like this person. And it[the person] was so attention starved, i didn't actually think that people/things could be that attention starved. It was like being so loud and annoying, and all "I'm so cool cause i can be perverted and say curse words." SOMEBODY HIT IT WITH SOMETHING! Anyway.
Chelsey(my imaginary friend) is bugging the hell out of me. She wants to use my computer...

:P

Im so god damn sick of school. Please take me out of it.

On a more positive note...I got some converse :D

[yay]
I have been waiting for converse for so long.
Thinking and planning on when a perfect opportunity...
and then...
MY BIRTHDAY!!!
I mean what would be a better time?!?!?
Anyway they're still in the states.
I'll post pictures when i get them.

[Russian rulet is not the same without a gun...heh heh]

:D

Some ppl complain about not having friends and others complain about having too many friends.

Who said???

Who said that the person who gets an A in
Algebra is any smarter than the person who gets an A in Painting?
Lately I've felt stupid because im not finished school and im surrounded by those
who have and are my same age...
but i mean everyone is smart in their own way.
Maybe i did get a 14% on a math quiz... :D
but the person passed all those tests could definitely NOT
draw the way i do, or paint the way i do.
That techinically doesnt count because its a talent, RIGHT???

Wrong.

Because as far as im concerned being good at studying is a less useful talent,
depending on where u go with ur life.
Anyway...

THIS POST WAS NOT TO MAKE YOU FEEL SORRY FOR ME....

OR yourself.

:)

I would like to dedicate a song to a few ppl out there who just cant
keep the same frame of mind. Maybe the lyrics in this song are harsh
but i couldnt put it in better words myself. This is not a random post
but im not telling who the actual person behind it all.
Enjoy.


You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Yeah you, PMS
Like a bitch
I would know

And you
Over-think
Always speak
Cryptically

I should know
That you're no good for me

Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down

You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up

You!
You don't really want to stay, no
You!
But you don't really want to go-oh

You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down

We used to be
Just like twins
So in sync
The same energy
Now's a dead battery

Used to laugh (used to laugh)
Bout nothing (bout nothing)
Now your plain (now your plain)
Boring (boring)

I should know (I should know)
you're not gonna change (change)

Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down

You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up

You!
You don't really want to stay, no (woah)
You!
But you don't really want to go-oh (ohhh)

You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no (no!)
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down (you're down!)

Someone call the doctor
Got a case of a love bi-polar
Stuck on a roller coaster
Can't get it off this ride

You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes

Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down

You're wrong when it's right (When it's right)
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up (We make up)

You're hot then you're cold (Ohhhhhhhhhhhh)
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out (Oh!)
You're up and you're down (Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh)

You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white (Oh!)
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up

You!
You don't really want to stay, no (woah)
You!
But you don't really want to go-oh (ohhh)

You're hot then you're cold (Cold)
You're yes then you're no (No)
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down (Dooooown)
To watch it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lkaf9PdlNM

WE HAD A PARTY

Nanny nanny boo boo.

We had an awesome party. I bet U didnt have a party. Yeah it was pretty cool. Unfortunately i dont have pictures. It was chelsey's(me and aimee's imaginary friend ;) ) party.
You guys totally should've been there.
We played LOVE STORY [snicker] and in the beginning everyone was calling it gay and being wallflowers but by the end of the song we had all the "oh so cool" guys moshing and jumping. SCORE!
And i wouldve totally taken pictures but i was having to much unimaginable fun to even think about a camera. As much as i love taking pictures i like partying better :P.
Anyhow this post is prolly getting you incredibly jealous so ill stop talking.
:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

Prepare yourself

So there i am humming away.
I just finished my shower and about to brush my teeth.
I grab my toothbrush and look for the tube of toothpaste. Oh, bother. >:(
Theres hardly anything left in the tube! Wtv.
-five minutes later-
[squeezes last bit of toothpaste out of tube]
GASP!!!!!!
There was a....

short.
thick.
curly.
black.
HAIR!!!!

[barfs]
the horror!
[chilling scream]

ANYWAY!

I just thought id let you experience my trauma.
Im nice like that.

I HATE SCHOOL!!!!

[heh heh]

School really gets to me.
I mean alot.
So here i am sitting in front of the computer and i subconsciously am counting the hours till free-night.[freenight.. YAY!] But anyhow SCHOOL.....is nigh unbearable. I wish i could burn it. I hope that you guys dont hink im a whiner for this...i know i know. I should be excepting the fact that school is my life until i graduate.
[so much for my happy ending]

FETISH AT ONE CLOCK!

I have a strange fetish...

Ill let your mind run for a bit.....

[whistles]

Ok r u finished guessing?

I bet all of u were wrong. I have a fetish well for a lot of things but the very strangest one, i think, is the fact that i love to write. Not like creative writing but just ya know, writing down notes etc. Yeah its a little strange, i know. BUT ITS SO FUN. I have this constant obsession to have my handwriting better than anyone else's. And of course...its not better than EVERYONE else's. But oh well .... ill have to settle for mediocrity.

[sighs]
...

Photographs

These are super beautiful clovers.
This is a rose that is not red or yellow or blue. Its pink.
This picture does its own justice without a comment. ;)

Its another one of those pink roses.
oooOOOoooo Pretty.

agaiiin

OK
[pulls chair up to computer]
Ok time to change the World, but this time i will NOT put it off.
[scrolls through list]
O wow this is sossososs easy. I can do this...
[scrolls down a little further]
no...i cant do this...well
hmmm
maybe tomorrow.
[pushes chair away from computer]
[exits]

AAwkwaaaaaaard...

John: How old are you

Dominic: 15

John: So, do u have a girlfriend?

Dominic: no

John: Why not, Because u dont like them or ther're no girls u like in the area, or what?

Dominic: I had a gf a month ago.

John: ...o.

Ok
[rolls chair up to computer]
[mumbles under breath]
its time to save the world.
[random clicking and typing]
Now lets see what all needs to be done to change the world.
[scrolls down]
O wow.
[stares blankly at computer screen]
hm
[pushes chair away from computer]
I guess ill have to change the world tomorrow.
[exits]

People make me happy

Well...at least most do.

Anyway. The best thing is to acquire an excellent friend! I decided that is one of the best things in life. Cause im a ppl person(not toooo many ppl though, just a close few ;) ). Anyway some ppl make me happy :D. ANd i wont name them because then a hundred ppl will be popping me up, saying "WHY DIDNT U MENTION ME U DICKHEAD" and i would feel guilty. AND DON'T ask me, cuz i wont answer. But anyway i love most of the ppl i know. And there is nothing more priceless than spending time with excellent friends doing random stuff. I like ppl. :)

...

I am bored
out of my mind.
I took pictures today
and they all turned out bad.
I thouht id be fine
I just had a bad day.
-(

Humpty Dumpty

I am rather fond of the character Humtpy Dumpty. Of course when you hear the poem about him nothing is particularly wonderful about his character. Why? Because in that poem there is nothing said about his character. So here is a chapter from the book called Through The Looking Glass by Lewis Carrol devoted solely to the magnificent egg himself:

CHAPTER VI
Humpty Dumpty

However, the egg only got larger and larger, and more and more human: when she had come within a few
yards of it, she saw that it had eyes and a nose and mouth; and when she had come close to it, she saw clearly
that it was HUMPTY DUMPTY himself. 'It can't be anybody else!' she said to herself. 'I'm as certain of it, as
if his name were written all over his face.'
It might have been written a hundred times, easily, on that enormous face. Humpty Dumpty was sitting with
his legs crossed, like a Turk, on the top of a high wall--such a narrow one that Alice quite wondered how he
could keep his balance--and, as his eyes were steadily fixed in the opposite direction, and he didn't take the
least notice of her, she thought he must be a stuffed figure after all.
'And how exactly like an egg he is!' she said aloud, standing with her hands ready to catch him, for she was
every moment expecting him to fall.
'It's VERY provoking,' Humpty Dumpty said after a long silence, looking away from Alice as he spoke, 'to be
called an egg-- VERY!'
'I said you LOOKED like an egg, Sir,' Alice gently explained. 'And some eggs are very pretty, you know' she
added, hoping to turn her remark into a sort of a compliment.
'Some people,' said Humpty Dumpty, looking away from her as usual, 'have no more sense than a baby!'
Alice didn't know what to say to this: it wasn't at all like conversation, she thought, as he never said anything
to HER; in fact, his last remark was evidently addressed to a tree--so she stood and softly repeated to herself:--
'Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall: Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King's horses and all the King's men
Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty in his place again.'
'That last line is much too long for the poetry,' she added, almost out loud, forgetting that Humpty Dumpty
would hear her.
'Don't stand there chattering to yourself like that,' Humpty Dumpty said, looking at her for the first time, 'but
tell me your name and your business.'
'My NAME is Alice, but--'
'It's a stupid enough name!' Humpty Dumpty interrupted impatiently. 'What does it mean?'
'MUST a name mean something?' Alice asked doubtfully.
'Of course it must,' Humpty Dumpty said with a short laugh: 'MY name means the shape I am--and a good
handsome shape it is, too. With a name like yours, you might be any shape, almost.'
'Why do you sit out here all alone?' said Alice, not wishing to begin an argument.
'Why, because there's nobody with me!' cried Humpty Dumpty. 'Did you think I didn't know the answer to
THAT? Ask another.'
'Don't you think you'd be safer down on the ground?' Alice went on, not with any idea of making another
riddle, but simply in her good-natured anxiety for the queer creature. 'That wall is so VERY narrow!'
'What tremendously easy riddles you ask!' Humpty Dumpty growled out. 'Of course I don't think so! Why, if
ever I DID fall off-- which there's no chance of--but IF I did--' Here he pursed his lips and looked so solemn
and grand that Alice could hardly help laughing. 'IF I did fall,' he went on, 'THE KING HAS PROMISED
ME--WITH HIS VERY OWN MOUTH--to--to--'
'To send all his horses and all his men,' Alice interrupted, rather unwisely.
'Now I declare that's too bad!' Humpty Dumpty cried, breaking into a sudden passion. 'You've been listening
at doors--and behind trees-- and down chimneys--or you couldn't have known it!'
'I haven't, indeed!' Alice said very gently. 'It's in a book.'
'Ah, well! They may write such things in a BOOK,' Humpty Dumpty said in a calmer tone. 'That's what you
call a History of England, that is. Now, take a good look at me! I'm one that has spoken to a King, I am:
mayhap you'll never see such another: and to show you I'm not proud, you may shake hands with me!' And he
grinned almost from ear to ear, as he leant forwards (and as nearly as possible fell of the wall in doing so) and
offered Alice his hand. She watched him a little anxiously as she took it. 'If he smiled much more, the ends of
his mouth might meet behind,' she thought: 'and then I don't know what would happen to his head! I'm afraid
it would come off!'
'Yes, all his horses and all his men,' Humpty Dumpty went on. 'They'd pick me up again in a minute, THEY
would! However, this conversation is going on a little too fast: let's go back to the last remark but one.'
'I'm afraid I can't quite remember it,' Alice said very politely.
'In that case we start fresh,' said Humpty Dumpty, 'and it's my turn to choose a subject--' ('He talks about it
just as if it was a game!' thought Alice.) 'So here's a question for you. How old did you say you were?'
Alice made a short calculation, and said 'Seven years and six months.'
'Wrong!' Humpty Dumpty exclaimed triumphantly. 'You never said a word like it!'
'I though you meant "How old ARE you?"' Alice explained.
'If I'd meant that, I'd have said it,' said Humpty Dumpty.
Alice didn't want to begin another argument, so she said nothing.
'Seven years and six months!' Humpty Dumpty repeated thoughtfully. 'An uncomfortable sort of age. Now if
you'd asked MY advice, I'd have said "Leave off at seven"--but it's too late now.'
'I never ask advice about growing,' Alice said indignantly.
'Too proud?' the other inquired.
Alice felt even more indignant at this suggestion. 'I mean,' she said, 'that one can't help growing older.'
'ONE can't, perhaps,' said Humpty Dumpty, 'but TWO can. With proper assistance, you might have left off at
seven.'
'What a beautiful belt you've got on!' Alice suddenly remarked.
(They had had quite enough of the subject of age, she thought: and if they really were to take turns in
choosing subjects, it was her turn now.) 'At least,' she corrected herself on second thoughts, 'a beautiful cravat,
I should have said--no, a belt, I mean--I beg your pardon!' she added in dismay, for Humpty Dumpty looked
thoroughly offended, and she began to wish she hadn't chosen that subject. 'If I only knew,' the thought to
herself, 'which was neck and which was waist!'
Evidently Humpty Dumpty was very angry, though he said nothing for a minute or two. When he DID speak
again, it was in a deep growl.
'It is a--MOST--PROVOKING--thing,' he said at last, 'when a person doesn't know a cravat from a belt!'
'I know it's very ignorant of me,' Alice said, in so humble a tone that Humpty Dumpty relented.
'It's a cravat, child, and a beautiful one, as you say. It's a present from the White King and Queen. There now!'
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'Is it really?' said Alice, quite pleased to find that she HAD chosen a good subject, after all.
'They gave it me,' Humpty Dumpty continued thoughtfully, as he crossed one knee over the other and clasped
his hands round it, 'they gave it me--for an un-birthday present.'
'I beg your pardon?' Alice said with a puzzled air.
'I'm not offended,' said Humpty Dumpty.
'I mean, what IS an un-birthday present?'
'A present given when it isn't your birthday, of course.'
Alice considered a little. 'I like birthday presents best,' she said at last.
'You don't know what you're talking about!' cried Humpty Dumpty. 'How many days are there in a year?'
'Three hundred and sixty-five,' said Alice.
'And how many birthdays have you?'
'One.'
'And if you take one from three hundred and sixty-five, what remains?'
'Three hundred and sixty-four, of course.'
Humpty Dumpty looked doubtful. 'I'd rather see that done on paper,' he said.
Alice couldn't help smiling as she took out her memorandum- book, and worked the sum for him:
365 1 ___
364 ___
Humpty Dumpty took the book, and looked at it carefully. 'That seems to be done right--' he began.
'You're holding it upside down!' Alice interrupted.
'To be sure I was!' Humpty Dumpty said gaily, as she turned it round for him. 'I thought it looked a little
queer. As I was saying, that SEEMS to be done right--though I haven't time to look it over thoroughly just
now--and that shows that there are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday
presents--'
'Certainly,' said Alice.
'And only ONE for birthday presents, you know. There's glory for you!'
'I don't know what you mean by "glory,"' Alice said.
Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. 'Of course you don't-- till I tell you. I meant "there's a nice
knock-down argument for you!"'
'But "glory" doesn't mean "a nice knock-down argument,"' Alice objected.
'When I use a word,' Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone, 'it means just what I choose it to
mean--neither more nor less.'
'The question is,' said Alice, 'whether you CAN make words mean so many different things.'
'The question is,' said Humpty Dumpty, 'which is to be master-- that's all.'
Alice was too much puzzled to say anything, so after a minute Humpty Dumpty began again. 'They've a
temper, some of them-- particularly verbs, they're the proudest--adjectives you can do anything with, but not
verbs--however, I can manage the whole lot of them! Impenetrability! That's what I say!'
'Would you tell me, please,' said Alice 'what that means?'
'Now you talk like a reasonable child,' said Humpty Dumpty, looking very much pleased. 'I meant by
"impenetrability" that we've had enough of that subject, and it would be just as well if you'd mention what you
mean to do next, as I suppose you don't mean to stop here all the rest of your life.'
'That's a great deal to make one word mean,' Alice said in a thoughtful tone.
'When I make a word do a lot of work like that,' said Humpty Dumpty, 'I always pay it extra.'
'Oh!' said Alice. She was too much puzzled to make any other remark.
'Ah, you should see 'em come round me of a Saturday night,' Humpty Dumpty went on, wagging his head
gravely from side to side: 'for to get their wages, you know.'
(Alice didn't venture to ask what he paid them with; and so you see I can't tell YOU.)
'You seem very clever at explaining words, Sir,' said Alice. 'Would you kindly tell me the meaning of the
poem called "Jabberwocky"?'
'Let's hear it,' said Humpty Dumpty. 'I can explain all the poems that were ever invented--and a good many
that haven't been invented just yet.'
This sounded very hopeful, so Alice repeated the first verse:
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the
mome raths outgrabe.
'That's enough to begin with,' Humpty Dumpty interrupted: 'there are plenty of hard words there. "BRILLIG"
means four o'clock in the afternoon--the time when you begin BROILING things for dinner.'
'That'll do very well,' said Alice: and "SLITHY"?'
'Well, "SLITHY" means "lithe and slimy." "Lithe" is the same as "active." You see it's like a
portmanteau--there are two meanings packed up into one word.'
'I see it now,' Alice remarked thoughtfully: 'and what are "TOVES"?'
'Well, "TOVES" are something like badgers--they're something like lizards--and they're something like
corkscrews.'
'They must be very curious looking creatures.'
'They are that,' said Humpty Dumpty: 'also they make their nests under sun-dials--also they live on cheese.'
'Andy what's the "GYRE" and to "GIMBLE"?'
'To "GYRE" is to go round and round like a gyroscope. To "GIMBLE" is to make holes like a gimlet.'
'And "THE WABE" is the grass-plot round a sun-dial, I suppose?' said Alice, surprised at her own ingenuity.
'Of course it is. It's called "WABE," you know, because it goes a long way before it, and a long way behind
it--'
'And a long way beyond it on each side,' Alice added.
'Exactly so. Well, then, "MIMSY" is "flimsy and miserable" (there's another portmanteau for you). And a
"BOROGOVE" is a thin shabby-looking bird with its feathers sticking out all round-- something like a live
mop.'
'And then "MOME RATHS"?' said Alice. 'I'm afraid I'm giving you a great deal of trouble.'
'Well, a "RATH" is a sort of green pig: but "MOME" I'm not certain about. I think it's short for "from
home"--meaning that they'd lost their way, you know.'
'And what does "OUTGRABE" mean?'
'Well, "OUTGRABING" is something between bellowing and whistling, with a kind of sneeze in the middle:
however, you'll hear it done, maybe--down in the wood yonder--and when you've once heard it you'll be
QUITE content. Who's been repeating all that hard stuff to you?'
'I read it in a book,' said Alice. 'But I had some poetry repeated to me, much easier than that, by--Tweedledee,
I think it was.'
'As to poetry, you know,' said Humpty Dumpty, stretching out one of his great hands, 'I can repeat poetry as
well as other folk, if it comes to that--'
'Oh, it needn't come to that!' Alice hastily said, hoping to keep him from beginning.
'The piece I'm going to repeat,' he went on without noticing her remark,' was written entirely for your
amusement.'
Alice felt that in that case she really OUGHT to listen to it, so she sat down, and said 'Thank you' rather sadly.
'In winter, when the fields are white, I sing this song for your delight--
only I don't sing it,' he added, as an explanation.
'I see you don't,' said Alice.
'If you can SEE whether I'm singing or not, you've sharper eyes than most.' Humpty Dumpty remarked
severely. Alice was silent.
'In spring, when woods are getting green, I'll try and tell you what I mean.'
'Thank you very much,' said Alice.
'In summer, when the days are long, Perhaps you'll understand the song: In autumn, when the leaves are
brown, Take pen and ink, and write it down.'
'I will, if I can remember it so long,' said Alice.
'You needn't go on making remarks like that,' Humpty Dumpty said: 'they're not sensible, and they put me
out.'
'I sent a message to the fish: I told them "This is what I wish."
The little fishes of the sea, They sent an answer back to me.
The little fishes' answer was "We cannot do it, Sir, because--"'
'I'm afraid I don't quite understand,' said Alice.
'It gets easier further on,' Humpty Dumpty replied.
'I sent to them again to say "It will be better to obey."
The fishes answered with a grin, "Why, what a temper you are in!"
I told them once, I told them twice: They would not listen to advice.
I took a kettle large and new, Fit for the deed I had to do.
My heart went hop, my heart went thump; I filled the kettle at the pump.
Then some one came to me and said, "The little fishes are in bed."
I said to him, I said it plain, "Then you must wake them up again."
I said it very loud and clear; I went and shouted in his ear.'
Humpty Dumpty raised his voice almost to a scream as he repeated this verse, and Alice thought with a
shudder, 'I wouldn't have been the messenger for ANYTHING!'
'But he was very stiff and proud; He said "You needn't shout so loud!"
And he was very proud and stiff; He said "I'd go and wake them, if--"
I took a corkscrew from the shelf: I went to wake them up myself.
And when I found the door was locked, I pulled and pushed and kicked and knocked.
And when I found the door was shut, I tried to turn the handle, but--'
There was a long pause.
'Is that all?' Alice timidly asked.
'That's all,' said Humpty Dumpty. 'Good-bye.'
This was rather sudden, Alice thought: but, after such a VERY strong hint that she ought to be going, she felt
that it would hardly be civil to stay. So she got up, and held out her hand. 'Good-bye, till we meet again!' she
said as cheerfully as she could.
'I shouldn't know you again if we DID meet,' Humpty Dumpty replied in a discontented tone, giving her one
of his fingers to shake; 'you're so exactly like other people.'
'The face is what one goes by, generally,' Alice remarked in a thoughtful tone.
'That's just what I complain of,' said Humpty Dumpty. 'Your face is the same as everybody has--the two eyes,
so--' (marking their places in the air with this thumb) 'nose in the middle, mouth under. It's always the same.
Now if you had the two eyes on the same side of the nose, for instance--or the mouth at the top--that would be
SOME help.'
'It wouldn't look nice,' Alice objected. But Humpty Dumpty only shut his eyes and said 'Wait till you've tried.'
Alice waited a minute to see if he would speak again, but as he never opened his eyes or took any further
notice of her, she said 'Good-bye!' once more, and, getting no answer to this, she quietly walked away: but she
couldn't help saying to herself as she went, 'Of all the unsatisfactory--' (she repeated this aloud, as it was a
great comfort to have such a long word to say) 'of all the unsatisfactory people I EVER met--' She never
finished the sentence, for at this moment a heavy crash shook the forest from end to end.

Of course you couldn't possibly enjoy this chapter to its extent without reading the whole book. Here is a link to a site where you can download this book for free and a slew of other ones: http://manybooks.net/authors/carrolll.html

Hesitation( a.k.a. wannabe deepness)

Have you ever had someone give you something so wonderful...something you've only dreamed of, and then when it arrives... you're so happy your scared. And you think there has to be some kind of catch or something. And u see it and all you have to do is reach out for that wonderful priceless treasure but you just can't... so you don't...and you miss your golden opportunity... and u regre tit for the rest of your life.
Well, this post is a rememberance of all those wonderful things u missed so u can remember them and weep....wait....(looooooong awkward pause)....i wasn't supposed to say THAT.....
(Clears throat)What I meant to say is that whenever u get those opportunities take them take the risk and even if there is a catch.....it'll better shape your character! What doesn't kill u makes u stronger

Bother this Land

Have u ever seen a postcard? A majestic mountain over a glassy lake or a gorgeous water fall cascading over mossy rocks... a mexican man leaning against the cactus in the midst of a desert.... o wait your right i haven't ever seen that on a postcard. And i always wanted to tour europe... see the sights, but somehow my WHOLE life i've been stuck on the stupid WESTERN hemisphere dreamign about the glorious grandieur of France....Italy.....Spain.....Greece.. and a whole slew of other countries of if icould get off this stupid continent. All that to say i wish i lived somewhere more picturesque...............................The end.

A post for boredom's sake

Well,
pardon me for me for my lack of faithfulness. But i was waylaid by the distractions of other ppl and nothing to say... of course i've had a VERY busy time:
Chatting
Sleeping
Being snobby
And other such activities.
And of course these activities were far more important then a little reading for my blog followers.
But honestly i don;t think i have any so.....