I've been ignored and vomited every content of my stomach up. My body feels like it just got ran over by an 18-wheeler.
Excuse me while I curl up and die.
May 30, 2011
May 22, 2011
Steal Me a Rainbow and Sing Me a Dream
This picture might have to be the shittiest (webcam) quality I've ever seen. But I adore it too much to care. My cousin (left) and I. We were both examining my comic book when this picture was taken, but it has a certain child-like sense to it.
It reminds me of being kids together, opening presents with each other, or looking through the grandparents toy box and drawers, seeing what we could fine.
We're all growed up now.
Accidental. But I really liked it.
*click to make all the pictures bigger*
This is my friend Abby. She's gorgeous. Sometimes she doesn't see it, but I think she's beautiful.
Just one of those perfect moments to have a camera. 'Tis my dog, Bella.
Pictures of flowers are boring.
It reminds me of being kids together, opening presents with each other, or looking through the grandparents toy box and drawers, seeing what we could fine.
We're all growed up now.
Accidental. But I really liked it.
*click to make all the pictures bigger*
This is my friend Abby. She's gorgeous. Sometimes she doesn't see it, but I think she's beautiful.
Just one of those perfect moments to have a camera. 'Tis my dog, Bella.
Pictures of flowers are boring.
My broken scrawl.
Boo.
I shall post more on my flickr. After I create a flickr. Or find the password to one I probably created years ago and never used.
fou comme un chapelier vous etes maigre comme un dime.
May 8, 2011
Talk is Cheap, Lies are Expensive
When I grow up, I want to be awesome like Michael J. Fox.
I was creeping on facebook and found this. It made me smile.
Three guys are in a cafe.
One says, "I've got the smallest arm in the world!"
Another says, "I've got the smallest head in the world!"
The last one says, "I'm the most musically talented in the world!"
The three guys go to Guinness World Records.
One goes first and returns happy: I've really got the smallest arm in the world!
Second returns happy too: I've really got the smallest head of the world!
The last one returns angry and screams: WHO THE HELL is My Chemical Romance!?
I'm aware that that is uber cheesy, but I liked it.
The impact that band has had on me is literally indescribable.
I promise you, Gerard Way is one of my biggest heroes.
"You're beautiful the way you are. Keep it ugly."
I wish some of my friends could see them as I see them. I love all of them so much. It hurts when they can't understand how wonderful they truly are. You are my friends for a reason.
THAT AND SOME PEOPLE ARE ASSHOLES.
LULZ SRSLY GUYZ. You are my friends. And I love you all.
It's raining. And I don't have too much homework. So I think I'm just going to curl up with my snuggie and watch youtube videos. It's all #eggsandbacon.
My mood swings are so drastic. Dear god. But I'm seriously loving life right now. It's pretty legit. Just kidding. I hate that saying.
When you say something is "legit", you're saying it is not illegitimate.
So don't use the saying wrong. I find it quite irksome.
LOOK AT THIS! MY FAVORITE BOOK EVER IS TOTALLY A MUSICAL! FUCK YES!
I literally have no clue what the plot line is. Or where the "musical" part comes in. But I have such a deep love of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland that I'm sure it's amazing.
I must go om nom nom some dinner food. My tummy has the rumblies. I leave you with this. It's one of the songs off of the album you've been waiting for your entire life. You just didn't know it yet.
It's like if you mix sex, chocolate, snuggies, Brendon Urie, and all else that is good in this world, mash it all together, and compile it into a cd, this is what you get. But I digress.
I PRESENT: AWOLNATION.
Sit. Listen. Eargasm.
When I listen to this album I just feel like AD;FNSA;LFKJWEOIRJASLKFJASLFWOEIURSLJD!
le ciel a une porte avec de détecteurs de métaux
I was creeping on facebook and found this. It made me smile.
Three guys are in a cafe.
One says, "I've got the smallest arm in the world!"
Another says, "I've got the smallest head in the world!"
The last one says, "I'm the most musically talented in the world!"
The three guys go to Guinness World Records.
One goes first and returns happy: I've really got the smallest arm in the world!
Second returns happy too: I've really got the smallest head of the world!
The last one returns angry and screams: WHO THE HELL is My Chemical Romance!?
I'm aware that that is uber cheesy, but I liked it.
The impact that band has had on me is literally indescribable.
I promise you, Gerard Way is one of my biggest heroes.
"You're beautiful the way you are. Keep it ugly."
I wish some of my friends could see them as I see them. I love all of them so much. It hurts when they can't understand how wonderful they truly are. You are my friends for a reason.
THAT AND SOME PEOPLE ARE ASSHOLES.
LULZ SRSLY GUYZ. You are my friends. And I love you all.
It's raining. And I don't have too much homework. So I think I'm just going to curl up with my snuggie and watch youtube videos. It's all #eggsandbacon.
My mood swings are so drastic. Dear god. But I'm seriously loving life right now. It's pretty legit. Just kidding. I hate that saying.
When you say something is "legit", you're saying it is not illegitimate.
So don't use the saying wrong. I find it quite irksome.
LOOK AT THIS! MY FAVORITE BOOK EVER IS TOTALLY A MUSICAL! FUCK YES!
I literally have no clue what the plot line is. Or where the "musical" part comes in. But I have such a deep love of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland that I'm sure it's amazing.
I must go om nom nom some dinner food. My tummy has the rumblies. I leave you with this. It's one of the songs off of the album you've been waiting for your entire life. You just didn't know it yet.
It's like if you mix sex, chocolate, snuggies, Brendon Urie, and all else that is good in this world, mash it all together, and compile it into a cd, this is what you get. But I digress.
I PRESENT: AWOLNATION.
Sit. Listen. Eargasm.
When I listen to this album I just feel like AD;FNSA;LFKJWEOIRJASLKFJASLFWOEIURSLJD!
le ciel a une porte avec de détecteurs de métaux
May 1, 2011
A Clockwork Orange
For some reason, this trailer is so oddly...intriguing. I was so engrossed watching this. I need to own this book, right about now.
I'm not what you would call a "deep person". Or a writer. Or a poet. Or anything that involves being good with the words and using said words to express emotions and shit. In retrospect, I'm actually quite horrible when it comes to speaking.
I just like to talk about what I like and what I don't like.
I like the internet. A lot. I like music, not all music though. I like livelavalive. And sleep. And reading. I like to read because it makes me glad to know that some people are actually capable of verbalizing thoughts. I also like to be loud and stay up late.
Right now it's 2:48 am.
I don't really know where I'm going with this. I was just reading some of my friends stuff and was like, comparatively, Ha. I really suck when it comes to writing. Why don't I make a statement about that.
Last night I had this dream. First let me just disclaim that I dream a lot, and they're always REALLY. FUCKED. UP.
Last night's dream was cute. Odd, but in a cute way. I think it involved jet packs. But it was at this school, with these stairs (mind you these were "special" stairs), and a lot of specific scenery that I can only half remember. In short, I ended up in space (I think..). The best part was, it involved this kid from my school, who I've never even talked to before.It's just this kid that I'll see in the hallway. And he was in my dream. I remember waking up like... holy shit. wtf? But regardless, it was pretty cute. We ended up together. And eating spaghetti. As strange as it all was, I realized when I woke up, the kids cute. So it's all good.
This is easily one of my favorite songs. Ever. It's all about the lyrics man...though that makes me sound like some stereotypical Generation X hippie. Or Hyde.
Maybe I should sleep at some point.
I'm not what you would call a "deep person". Or a writer. Or a poet. Or anything that involves being good with the words and using said words to express emotions and shit. In retrospect, I'm actually quite horrible when it comes to speaking.
I just like to talk about what I like and what I don't like.
I like the internet. A lot. I like music, not all music though. I like livelavalive. And sleep. And reading. I like to read because it makes me glad to know that some people are actually capable of verbalizing thoughts. I also like to be loud and stay up late.
Right now it's 2:48 am.
I don't really know where I'm going with this. I was just reading some of my friends stuff and was like, comparatively, Ha. I really suck when it comes to writing. Why don't I make a statement about that.
Last night I had this dream. First let me just disclaim that I dream a lot, and they're always REALLY. FUCKED. UP.
Last night's dream was cute. Odd, but in a cute way. I think it involved jet packs. But it was at this school, with these stairs (mind you these were "special" stairs), and a lot of specific scenery that I can only half remember. In short, I ended up in space (I think..). The best part was, it involved this kid from my school, who I've never even talked to before.It's just this kid that I'll see in the hallway. And he was in my dream. I remember waking up like... holy shit. wtf? But regardless, it was pretty cute. We ended up together. And eating spaghetti. As strange as it all was, I realized when I woke up, the kids cute. So it's all good.
This is easily one of my favorite songs. Ever. It's all about the lyrics man...though that makes me sound like some stereotypical Generation X hippie. Or Hyde.
Maybe I should sleep at some point.
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