Confession #3

I couldn't until recently swallow pills because when I was little I wanted to be able to eat and drink cider at the same time without choking at Thanksgiving. I did that because I wanted to impress my cousins so they would let me play Street Fighter with them. (It never worked, btw. lol.)

Confession #2

I don't naturally swing my arms when I walk. I have to think about it. Every time I walk. Sometimes I forget to do it and then I freak out that someone noticed.

Mes amies.

J'ai boucoup d'amis. J'adore eux. Une amie est le roumain. Elle a chexvuex marron. Elle aime lire et écrire. Une autre amie est très blanche . Elle fais patin à glace. Une autre amie est très jolie et timide. Elle aimes dessiner.

Two Birds on a wire.

two bIrds on A wire
one tries to fly away and the other
watches hiM close from that wire

He says he wants to as well but he is a liar

i'll believe it all
there's nothinG i wOn't understand
I'll believe it all
i woN't let Go of your hand

Two birds on a wire
One says c'mon and the other says I'm tired
the sky is overcast and I'm sorry
one more or one less, nobody's worried

i'll believe it all
there's nothinG I won't understand
i'll believe it all
i wOn't let go of your hand

two bIrds of a feather
say that they're always goNna Stay together
but one's never going to let go of that wire
he says that he will but he's just a liAr

two birds on a wire
oNe tries to fly away and the other
watches him close from that wire
he says he wants to as well but he is a liar

Two birds on a wire
Once tries to fly away and the othEr

-Regina Spektor

My thoughts

Ice cream tastes good.

Muggles are lame.

Icing = tummy ache.

Sea food = krabby patties.

Shrek should not be having a 4th movie.

Yummy food is unobtainable currently, because sjc is on my couch.

Obtainable, unobtainium could have been had humans been mole people.

Unobtainium was a crappy name.

Pretty pathetic, if you ask me.

Like, with all that budgeting and creative ideas, they could have put more thought into it.

Easily would have taken 20 minutes tops to make up something better.

Although maybe if was a metaphor...

Simply showing that humans look for petty things.

Emus are cool.

Totally

Awesome.

Legos sound fun right now.

Kick-ass way to pass the time if you ask me.

Twister is fun too though.

On the other hand, so is command and conquer.

Methinks i shall play that soon.

Excellent

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FML

FUCK MY LIFE.

FUCK MY LIFE!

FUCK MY LIFE!!!!!

FUCK MY LIFE WITH A STRAP-ON TV REMOTE!!!!

I can't take two nights of this. I just can't. My hand wont stop doing the Kurt Cobain gesticulation. I hate my life, like Hitler hates Jews. Okay, thats extreme, how 'bout......I hate my life like PETA hates McDonald's? There we go....

I'M LOSING MY MIND!

Silent Sea

I was happy in my harbor,

When you cut me loose.

Floatin' on an ocean,

So confused.

Winds are whippin' waves up like skyscrapers,

And the harder they hit me the less I seem to bruise.

Oh when I find the controls,

I'll go where I like.

I'll know where I want to be.

But maybe for now,

I'll stay right here.

On a silent sea.

-KT Tunstall

?!?!?!?!

Did you know there's no milk in Nesquik's chocolate milk?!?!!?

(loljk. its the first ingredient.)

Notebook!

Okay....so my completely unedited thoughts go in my notebook. And I need something to occupy me, so I'm going to upload my notebook in chunks and post it on a separate site. I already have a significant amount up, so here's where you should go to view it.

https://spreadsheets.google.com/viewform?formkey=dG9KVkNMRXJIaktiUkllU2F3ZmE0NXc6MA

I fail at life.

Who forgot to take their headache meds because of a fixation with their hair?

This child.

Who's going to have a fatty-ass headache in the morn'?

That's right, this girl.

Who fails?

Yupp, me!

Who wins?

Not me.

Confession #1

I think I'm going to confess to one thing a week and see how long I can keep it up.

So here's #1:

I have an obsession with fingernails.

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Endless Love just made me cry.

Fucker.

We used to play a little game.

You were the young sailor, and I was the sea.

Oh, the great fun we had.

Hours upon hours of laughing.

You just forgot to tell me it was a make-believe game.

Softly Spoken

How can it be that others can be
Unaffected by your smile?
Ignorant to your laugh?
Unfaltering under the gaze of your eyes?
Your smile is the flower scented breeze of spring.
Your laugh us the gentile rocking of a boat at sea.
Your eyes - the joy and warmth of a fresh plate of brownies.
But the paramount of your magnificence: Your words.
I dream to live a life where your words never cease their gentile assault on my ears.
The peace of rain, the bliss of sunshine, the thrill of lightening, the romance of moonlight - there is no emotion your words cannot elicit.
I am a slave to the language of your lips.

Jojo

Driving through life in 3/4 time in a 4/4 world is an awkward place to put yourself.

But after living in Beverly Hills, nothing is good enough.

You need to have something to keep you interested.

No matter where the arrow takes you,

No where will be home.

New York will have too much cement.

Shanghai will be too polluted.

Paris will have too many poodles.

Cairo will be too old.

Sydney will be too laid back.

Aeroplane bombed its landing strip.

Forever stuck

Like a golfball in space,

Like a sinner in hell.

But maybe if you're lucky,

You'll find your ruby slippers behind door #3.

I promise.

I promise to not bottle up emotions anymore; If I feel it, I will allow myself to feel it.

I promise to stop thinking of crying as weakness of will.

I promise to keep the gremlins off of my shoulders.

I promise to see myself as a person and to value myself as highly as I do the people in my life.

I promise to not let what is said to me (or what is not said to me) effect my opinion of myself.

I promise to strive to not fit my mold. (If the world wants me to be a circle, I'll be a fucking square!)

I promise to live!!

If I were a...

If I were a month, I’d be September.
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Thursday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be 3am.
If I were a planet, I’d be Saturn.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a Seahorse.
If I were a direction, I’d be West.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a Bookshelf.

If I were a liquid, I’d be Tea.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be a Emerald.

If I were a tree, I’d be an Weeping Willow.
If I were a tool, I’d be a Flashflight.
If I were a flower, I’d be a Daisy.
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be warmish and rainy.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a vocal chord.
If I were a color, I’d be green.
If I were an emotion, I’d be love.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a papaya.
If I were a sound, I’d be rainfall.
If I were an element, I’d be fire.
If I were a car, I’d be a VW Bug Convertable.
If I were a food, I’d be a green apple.
If I were a place, I’d be the ledge underneath a waterfall.
If I were a material, I’d be cotton.
If I were a taste, I’d taste like vanilla yogurt.
If I were a scent, I’d be Twlight Woods from Bath & Body Works
If I were an animal, I’d be an owl.
If I were an object, I’d be a book.
If I were a body part, I’d be eyes.
If I were a facial expression, I’d be a smile by love.
If I were a song, I’d be Gravity.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be ballet flats.

Little Blackbird

Little Blackbird, sitting in your cage.

The door is open.

Why wont you leave?

Little Blackbird, the sky is waiting for you.

Yet all you do is sit with your bars,

Dreaming of wind keeping you in the air.

Little Blackbird, why don't your wings work?

You try and try, but you cannot break free.

How does your cage hold you still?

Little Blackbird, is it easier to dream?

Imagining and pretending to live outside?

Is flying in your mind enough?

Little Blackbird, you could be so much happier.

But you're content for now.

You don't know anything to miss.

Little Blackbird, if you don't use your wings now, they will fail you.

When you gather the courage to fly, you wont be able.

Your wings will be stiff and old.

Little Blackbird, I know you're scared.

I know this is hard for you.

You must feel very lost.

Little Blackbird, I know you don't believe.

But you need to try.

Try with everything you have.

Little Blackbird, be bold.

Rest closer to the threshold.

Poke your beak between the bars.

Little Blackbird, you'll get there eventually.

One day, you will step out and be free.

You will be flying without realizing until you turn and see your cage shrinking in the distance.

Little Blackbird, this is what you deserve.

This is what you can achieve.

Its what's good for you.

Little Blackbird, fight.

Give it your all.

You'll make it there one day.

Then, Little Blackbird, you'll be free.