AHAH wow.
Its freaking August in 2010. What. The. Heck. I am like soooo amazed. ahhh. I have no idea how this even happened or where the time went. All i know is that i wish i blogged everyday or my life was a movie. So many amazing things have happened and i cant even describe any of it to anyone because theres no possible way i can remember it accurately. ahh. I was randomly thinking in my bed last night ..well actually i slept on the couch.. but i was thinking how i should really go check on my blog. Its something i like to do but the thought of typing out all this random stuff is kind of a drag. But today after i dropped Alana off at work i came home and awesomely remembered my password on here. Then i started to read. and boy ahahhahah i did not remember typing ANY of my old posts. and some of them are pretty depressing! but i totally remember everything i was talking about and exactly whyyy i wrote it. at first when i started reading it i was like wowww i was so dumb! and weird. and unhappy. but then i remembered everything that was happening and i no longer felt that way. its just crazy how far ive come from there though. everything i prefer now in music. in activities. how ive finally made that stretch to all my friends. i cut cords with people who weren't for me. and ive made the best times with some amazing people.
Its practically the end of summer two thousand ten and boy am i gona miss it. being able to drive and just let go is so amazing. this has been the best summer BY FAR. legit there is no comparison. i love working at camp and life guarding and making money. ive been able to be outside practically everyday. and ive been out almost every night. just doing STUFF. ive had some crazy awesome weekends and i really love it all. i love being able to take pictures...even though i wish id taken about three thousand more. but ahhhhh everythings pretty awesome right now.
ive been so creative this summer. with the end of junior year i just blossomed. junior year was a good year. i felt kinda old. but it was rough school wise. school freakin sucked. but it ended and i became happy again. and i can do whatever my heart desires. ive had creative ideas about fun stuff to do. things to make and photo shoots. and just a better outlook on life in general. music sounds better and food tastes better. conversations are funner. and i guess thats all.
Say Anything is still and will always and forever be my favorite band. But ive opened up sooooooo much a new style of music. im not sure what to call it. Everything at warped tour haha. July 13th was warped tour. it was so siick. i cant describe it. hmm what else have i done this summer theres just sooooo many amazing things. ive gone to six flags. ive gone to the beach. the late nights at walmart. the fun times at hennys. kathleens. hollys. the bowl. night swimming. boys from Pennsylvania. the bamboozle roadshow. getting twisted frostys. and mcdonalds. sleeping in the tent! benny! ahahaaa. HIT ME AGAIN TUBE SOCK! and whad up beardo! and being mysterious. and seeing inception. and craving subway ALL THE TIME. and eating ALL the food in ryans entire house. and going to the beach some more. and playing volleyball in north attelboro. and going on photo shoots. and not getting arrested as kathleens mom would say. and sleeping out. and skate footing. bumping music in the car. going to the pats preseason game. getting lost. finding our way back. going to the big red slide. dropping my phone in the pool. laughing soooo many nights. my favorite yellow coat. practically living in the ET. watching jeremy become Vladamir. ahha loving kathleens alter ego. i know her so well. going to playgrounds. wanting to geocache. yelling PARKOUR! and all those days and nights being happy.
and plus right now listening to my passion pit radio station on pandora is just fucking amazing. all this music makes me so jolly and i just wana dance. the end. for now.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Life On Shuffle
HI =D
Perfect song for moment:
1. She Had the World- Panic at the Disco (with no exclamation point.) i smiled when this song came on. Pretty.Odd. is just such an awesome album. dont deny it. who cares if brenden urie does it for the money and the band broke up. i dont judge.
we shall just keep going with life on shuffle. why not?
2. The Science of Selling Yourself Short- Less Than Jake. im not a terribly huge fan of less than jake, "but i think its fine by me, im my own worst enemy." true that.
UGH.
3. Sex On Fire-Kings of Leon. I hate this song, and i hate the sound of this guys voice. it reminds me of all music from like back in the day, and i live in todays music, non of the cruddy stuff of course but i will just never truly like all dem oldies stuff. Even though this is by the kings of leon, it just reminds me of crap. and PLUS, friggen scotty today was saying how this song reminds him of you know who. and havent we all heard enough about him out of scottys mouth! outrage.
at least this makes up for that:
4. Such Great Heights-The Postal Service. I like a lot of music. even though it wouldnt seem it considering i just bashed kings of leon, i like poppy stuff, alt, more technoy stuff, rap of course, i like most of the dumb songs that everyone likes (lady gaga) and i even like heavier stuff. It all just depends what mood im in. Lately ive been in the blogging mood. But theres nothing wrong with that. thats why they invented these things. Maybe i should google who invented it. was their last name Blog? that would be interesting. Anyways, the postal service is particularly mellow. which is good. lets just leave it at that. ***use you infering abilities here.
(***see bottom for triple star meaning)
5. Whats My Age Again? Blink-182. Everyone should like blink 182. good ole blink 182. they are just so good. and everyone should know it. the first few lines of this song are perfect. and since we are playing the life on shuffle game, it still fits yet again. if you are curious enough to know what those lyrics are, google them you bum.
6. Faust, Midas, And Myself- Switchfoot. I cant say ive specifically remembered this song or actually even heard it before. thats surprising to me though because its switchfoot and usually i know most of the music from bands like that. As its playing i do remember the chorus. this is a good song. i like it. since i dont really know it though im not really sure what the lyrics are. but thats okay, trust me they still work.
p.s. i like the varying tempos in this song. at first i was like woohoo all nice and chill. then i was like BAM. and it excited me.
I excite easily.
im going to stop this game now, but im ending it with Dakota by A Rocket to The Moon. Originally i felt like not many people knew this song because a rocket to the moon is a relatively local artist. but just the other day, a few people and i were talking to this girl coincidentally named dakota, and three of the people broke out in song. it saddened me.
tra la la la la.la la la laaaaaaaaaaaaa
its almost christmas. i am not in the christmas spirit yet. i do not really have christmas presents for people. WhAtS hApPeNnninG.
p.p.s. when youre writing these things, why do the examples for labeling your posts include scooters? i understand vacation and fall.. but scooters? awkward....
i always have one more thing to say....
i would just like to inform everyone how much joy i get from watching the save now button function by itself and watching it update and auto save my drafts. Its entertaining. the simple minded are easily entertained. TOO BAD thats not me. Damn fortune cookie material CRAP.
sometimes i do however stop typing momentarily and wait for it to auto save. just sayin.
OH AND I THOUGHT OF ONE MORE THING.
but then i forgot.
*** triple star is something i used once in this post, i used it to point out the fact you should infer that since i am enjoying the mellow postal service, and i listen to the right type of music depending on my mood, you should infer that im feeling mellow. in case you can not infer that for yourself. =)
Monday, December 21, 2009
Outbursts of Who Knows What.
SO. i analyzed my life today. very briefly. and i realized how fricken weird it is.
you see, i was having a nice conversation with two different people. about the same topic. it was actually more like a retelling of a story that happened in the past, but non the less it was interesting. Via aim and text message, one boys anger and narrow mindedness was easily seen as a way to cope with what he wishes didnt exist. the other boy, equally angry, has obviously spent the time coping with the situation and staring it in the face. im not really sure why this entire thing is relevant to my life, but i enjoy stories and listening to people vent. One boy was more than happy to tell me the entire story, or at least what i assumed was the complete story, while the other just seemed to tell me three things about what had happened and pretended the rest just didnt exist. both boys, equally charming and funny, one of which will probably end up reading this, taught me a lesson. well maybe they didnt, but me being me i was able to create some metaphoric type of meaning to it all.
i kind of just forgot what the answer was though..but i remember when it was my turn to vent, i had this immense story and i didnt even know where to begin. I ended up explaining what i thought was relevant in my life in four or five text messages. It surprised me what i pulled out. i freaking like surprised myself. no one besides myself will ever understand this besides myself. but really i do not care. im going to listen to my ipod. it understands. lets see what it tells me....
1. Ohio is For Lovers- Hawthorne Heights. this is a good song. its the live acoustic version. maybe i should move to ohio. i dont even know anything about ohio. i have a shirt though, that says everything is better in ohio. i got it at ocean state job lot because i thought it was cool, even though it had no meaning to me. "and i cant make it on my own, because my heart is in ohioooo. so cut my writs and black my eyes, so i can fall asleep tonight."
2. Come and Go- 50 Cent. Shit does come and go. and it sucks. "bring em in kick em out"
...more about analyzing my life while this song ends.. i decided i have no friends. well obviously i have friends. but some friends are now just preppy bitches and hang out with people i dont like, or arent fond of. not even for a specific reason, they are just not fun funny or interesting. UGH. i get pissed of a lot. people make me feel like shit. especially my parents. im just not smart enough to do shit. and the more they just tell me im lazy or whatever makes me want to be lazy and just fail. WHattteverrr.
see there i go again. just brushing shit off. bleh.
3. Id Do Anything-Simple Plan. "dreamin a dropping outta school and leave this place and never come back" hah. im gonna do that one day. maybe if i can find some freakin friends. OR i can just go to some dumb person college by my lonesome and meet new people there. then just back pack through europe or something. whatever losers do.
3. man overboard- blink 182. damn i am a man overboard. this song has no relation to the lyrics of Sparks the Rescue- Shipwreck. but they remind me of each other. ive always been one for pirate-ly things. i like pirates and sailing and the thoughts of nautical things. when i went to europe in eight grade, when i actually liked life for three weeks, my best girlie and i bought our sailor necklaces. i like those. i wish i still wore it.
4. Exit to Exit- Ryan Cabrera. Okay why does every friggen song written have to do with relationships. what the heck. well all i have to say about this is that im just traveling from exit to exit. i guess i could make this metaphor work. you see i have no idea what the hell i want to do. i really am floundering. just driving down the highway checkin out if there are any good exits to take. well my friend, there arent. Wan wan wan.
WOW im so depressing. sometimes i just get angry. for like no reason. im so dumb.
5. Tomorrow-Avril Lavinge. None of these songs are even that good. i just have such an eclectic abundance of music that the randomest things pop up. And YEt "tomooorrrowwww, is a different day", they all still fit in my life, in some random twisted way. I see it.
Buttt yeahhhh. so i think im really starting to value my new friends. i like it when people open up to me. it helps me cope with my own retardedness. i have a lot of stuff inside me that i need to open up about. but most of the time when i do it always comes out shitty so i never do.but yeah. when other people open up, or just tell me things, not even important things, it makes it easier for me to respond.
Today my friend told me he was thinking about how we met. and that just made me laugh because i think about people and things so much, its weird to think that anyone ever thinks about me. i giggled.
so float on by modest mouse is probably a fantastic song. bands like modest mouse are kind of awesome. im not really one for ska, but i like bands that have songs saying "are you dead or are you sleepin...cause i sure hope you are deaddd!"
I only bump rap while driving in the car. i can not drive with anything else. driving is kind of helping me though, because now i know all these popular songs from listening to the radio so much. i listen to big boyz. ahah. they bump the best g-tunz. nuff said.
p.s. Say Anything will forever and always be my favorite band. No one will ever top Max Bemis. I think he is on an even better level than i am. no. fair.
you see, i was having a nice conversation with two different people. about the same topic. it was actually more like a retelling of a story that happened in the past, but non the less it was interesting. Via aim and text message, one boys anger and narrow mindedness was easily seen as a way to cope with what he wishes didnt exist. the other boy, equally angry, has obviously spent the time coping with the situation and staring it in the face. im not really sure why this entire thing is relevant to my life, but i enjoy stories and listening to people vent. One boy was more than happy to tell me the entire story, or at least what i assumed was the complete story, while the other just seemed to tell me three things about what had happened and pretended the rest just didnt exist. both boys, equally charming and funny, one of which will probably end up reading this, taught me a lesson. well maybe they didnt, but me being me i was able to create some metaphoric type of meaning to it all.
i kind of just forgot what the answer was though..but i remember when it was my turn to vent, i had this immense story and i didnt even know where to begin. I ended up explaining what i thought was relevant in my life in four or five text messages. It surprised me what i pulled out. i freaking like surprised myself. no one besides myself will ever understand this besides myself. but really i do not care. im going to listen to my ipod. it understands. lets see what it tells me....
1. Ohio is For Lovers- Hawthorne Heights. this is a good song. its the live acoustic version. maybe i should move to ohio. i dont even know anything about ohio. i have a shirt though, that says everything is better in ohio. i got it at ocean state job lot because i thought it was cool, even though it had no meaning to me. "and i cant make it on my own, because my heart is in ohioooo. so cut my writs and black my eyes, so i can fall asleep tonight."
2. Come and Go- 50 Cent. Shit does come and go. and it sucks. "bring em in kick em out"
...more about analyzing my life while this song ends.. i decided i have no friends. well obviously i have friends. but some friends are now just preppy bitches and hang out with people i dont like, or arent fond of. not even for a specific reason, they are just not fun funny or interesting. UGH. i get pissed of a lot. people make me feel like shit. especially my parents. im just not smart enough to do shit. and the more they just tell me im lazy or whatever makes me want to be lazy and just fail. WHattteverrr.
see there i go again. just brushing shit off. bleh.
3. Id Do Anything-Simple Plan. "dreamin a dropping outta school and leave this place and never come back" hah. im gonna do that one day. maybe if i can find some freakin friends. OR i can just go to some dumb person college by my lonesome and meet new people there. then just back pack through europe or something. whatever losers do.
3. man overboard- blink 182. damn i am a man overboard. this song has no relation to the lyrics of Sparks the Rescue- Shipwreck. but they remind me of each other. ive always been one for pirate-ly things. i like pirates and sailing and the thoughts of nautical things. when i went to europe in eight grade, when i actually liked life for three weeks, my best girlie and i bought our sailor necklaces. i like those. i wish i still wore it.
4. Exit to Exit- Ryan Cabrera. Okay why does every friggen song written have to do with relationships. what the heck. well all i have to say about this is that im just traveling from exit to exit. i guess i could make this metaphor work. you see i have no idea what the hell i want to do. i really am floundering. just driving down the highway checkin out if there are any good exits to take. well my friend, there arent. Wan wan wan.
WOW im so depressing. sometimes i just get angry. for like no reason. im so dumb.
5. Tomorrow-Avril Lavinge. None of these songs are even that good. i just have such an eclectic abundance of music that the randomest things pop up. And YEt "tomooorrrowwww, is a different day", they all still fit in my life, in some random twisted way. I see it.
Buttt yeahhhh. so i think im really starting to value my new friends. i like it when people open up to me. it helps me cope with my own retardedness. i have a lot of stuff inside me that i need to open up about. but most of the time when i do it always comes out shitty so i never do.but yeah. when other people open up, or just tell me things, not even important things, it makes it easier for me to respond.
Today my friend told me he was thinking about how we met. and that just made me laugh because i think about people and things so much, its weird to think that anyone ever thinks about me. i giggled.
so float on by modest mouse is probably a fantastic song. bands like modest mouse are kind of awesome. im not really one for ska, but i like bands that have songs saying "are you dead or are you sleepin...cause i sure hope you are deaddd!"
I only bump rap while driving in the car. i can not drive with anything else. driving is kind of helping me though, because now i know all these popular songs from listening to the radio so much. i listen to big boyz. ahah. they bump the best g-tunz. nuff said.
p.s. Say Anything will forever and always be my favorite band. No one will ever top Max Bemis. I think he is on an even better level than i am. no. fair.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Confusion. The Ending of 2009. ish.
Sooooo. Tis such a sincerely interesting life i live. ah. truly.
i obviously havent written on here in an uber long time. but we can obviously infer that for ourselves. im not sure who "we" are because i am not specifically writing this to or for anyone, therefore i dont even know if anyone will ever read this. but despite that, im writing now. cause i feel like it, and im gangster and i do what i want. =P
oh dear. so my life has changed immensely. im not even sure when it began to happen. but at least since before summer. seriously. its kind of ridiculous. i reallyy dont even know where to start. blehh.
i always think to myself how much i like writing stuff. i like writing people poems. and whenever i have shit loads of thoughts i can always put them into poem formation. i always want to write everything down, but once i try i suddenly can not remember everything i wanted to say. its slightly frustrating.
anyways. i guess i could try and start with talking about my ipod. i like lots of music. i listen to pretty much everything. since im such a geek i believe in geeky things, like fortune cookies, and how the first five songs that play on shuffle on my ipod will represent my life that day. so basically, i already played some songs on shuffle, and they totalllllly made sense for my life. but i feel like doing it again, cause its kind of like monday, and the songs that already played were for sunday. soo hereree i gooo.
1. Almost- Bowling For Soup. aahaahaha i totally had an awesome conversation about bowling for soup the other day. not only that but "i almost had you, but i guess that doesnt cut it. almost had you, and i didnt even know it." wtf. "here i go thinkin bout all the things i could have done" damn. and thats all i have to say about that.
2. Float On-Modest Mouse. see i told you! my ipod is my lifes metaphor. "and we'll all float on okayyyyyyy. and we'll all float on anyway." im floating on. so PCE out.
3. Turn Me On- Vitamin C. yeah i totally have vitamin c on my ipod. deal with it. "are you gonna turn me on, or are you gonna turn on me?" my lifeeee...
4. LOVE TODAY- Mika. I once made a music video to this song. when i was young and naive. -sp- thanks to my sister all my relatives, friends, and even my swim coach got to watch me embarrass myself. thanks for that. but see, my life always sucks at the beginning. then something good happens. "everybodys gonna love today, gonna love today"
5. I Get Money-50 Cent. A typical gangster ending. cause im a g. Grillllzzzz
ahhhh. so. i like new friends. i like making new friends alot. everyone has been getting new friends. and some old friends just dont seem to be interesting anymore. thats okay though, because if you have new friends who actually are your friends, then no one says you have to stay attached to the old ones. Im still not entirely sure what im doing with my life, but ive accepted the fact that im kind of a floater. now that i have my license, i just do what i want. its obvs a great sense of freedom and all, but im gonna go straight G on you and say i do what i want.
school this year kind of sucks. but when has it ever not? its whatever though, im trying to make the best of it.
bleeeebooooopbop
theres no school tomorrow...or today i guess. its snowy out. i like snow, and hate it at the same time. ever since i became allergic to the freaking cold i havent been fond of winter. i cant do anything anymore. its saddening. buttttt i still find other ways to entertain myself.
BOWLING FOR SOUP- friends like you. go listen. now.
usually these stupid entries are entertaining. but i needed an update with wtf is happening. hopefully during chrisumm vacation and new years i can add some fun stuff.
wtf am i doing for 2010 anyways!?! damn. i need to figure that shit out.
but anyways. i guess thats all furr now. <3333333333333333 pce out boi scout.
im feeling very weirdish right now. dont ask me why.
i obviously havent written on here in an uber long time. but we can obviously infer that for ourselves. im not sure who "we" are because i am not specifically writing this to or for anyone, therefore i dont even know if anyone will ever read this. but despite that, im writing now. cause i feel like it, and im gangster and i do what i want. =P
oh dear. so my life has changed immensely. im not even sure when it began to happen. but at least since before summer. seriously. its kind of ridiculous. i reallyy dont even know where to start. blehh.
i always think to myself how much i like writing stuff. i like writing people poems. and whenever i have shit loads of thoughts i can always put them into poem formation. i always want to write everything down, but once i try i suddenly can not remember everything i wanted to say. its slightly frustrating.
anyways. i guess i could try and start with talking about my ipod. i like lots of music. i listen to pretty much everything. since im such a geek i believe in geeky things, like fortune cookies, and how the first five songs that play on shuffle on my ipod will represent my life that day. so basically, i already played some songs on shuffle, and they totalllllly made sense for my life. but i feel like doing it again, cause its kind of like monday, and the songs that already played were for sunday. soo hereree i gooo.
1. Almost- Bowling For Soup. aahaahaha i totally had an awesome conversation about bowling for soup the other day. not only that but "i almost had you, but i guess that doesnt cut it. almost had you, and i didnt even know it." wtf. "here i go thinkin bout all the things i could have done" damn. and thats all i have to say about that.
2. Float On-Modest Mouse. see i told you! my ipod is my lifes metaphor. "and we'll all float on okayyyyyyy. and we'll all float on anyway." im floating on. so PCE out.
3. Turn Me On- Vitamin C. yeah i totally have vitamin c on my ipod. deal with it. "are you gonna turn me on, or are you gonna turn on me?" my lifeeee...
4. LOVE TODAY- Mika. I once made a music video to this song. when i was young and naive. -sp- thanks to my sister all my relatives, friends, and even my swim coach got to watch me embarrass myself. thanks for that. but see, my life always sucks at the beginning. then something good happens. "everybodys gonna love today, gonna love today"
5. I Get Money-50 Cent. A typical gangster ending. cause im a g. Grillllzzzz
ahhhh. so. i like new friends. i like making new friends alot. everyone has been getting new friends. and some old friends just dont seem to be interesting anymore. thats okay though, because if you have new friends who actually are your friends, then no one says you have to stay attached to the old ones. Im still not entirely sure what im doing with my life, but ive accepted the fact that im kind of a floater. now that i have my license, i just do what i want. its obvs a great sense of freedom and all, but im gonna go straight G on you and say i do what i want.
school this year kind of sucks. but when has it ever not? its whatever though, im trying to make the best of it.
bleeeebooooopbop
theres no school tomorrow...or today i guess. its snowy out. i like snow, and hate it at the same time. ever since i became allergic to the freaking cold i havent been fond of winter. i cant do anything anymore. its saddening. buttttt i still find other ways to entertain myself.
BOWLING FOR SOUP- friends like you. go listen. now.
usually these stupid entries are entertaining. but i needed an update with wtf is happening. hopefully during chrisumm vacation and new years i can add some fun stuff.
wtf am i doing for 2010 anyways!?! damn. i need to figure that shit out.
but anyways. i guess thats all furr now. <3333333333333333 pce out boi scout.
im feeling very weirdish right now. dont ask me why.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
An Old Mysterious Blog.
SOOO THIS BLOG USED TO BE TITLED HMMM, AND I WROTE IT ON 7/19/09. I JUST FOUND IT SAVED AS A DRAFT ON 12/22/09 AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I NEVER POSTED IT.
so here you go for your reading pleasure: and old mysterious blog.
So basically i am sitting here at my computer. I'm dickin around on facebook, myspace, my email, itunes and i am instant messaging people. And all of a sudden i acquired this inspiration to write this amazing epic incredible story about the past few days because they have just seemed to be incredibly incredible. But as soon as i opened the blog spot web page, every ounce of intelligence and story comprehension was swept away. So now i am sitting here scratching my head wondering what to do now. I can probably create some magical story that will entertain you in some way shape or form if i just keep babbling, so i guess that is whats going to happen.
Anyways at this exact moment itunes on my computer is playing music on shuffle. And you see sometimes when music plays on shuffle, some really outrageous random music from the deep depths of my ipod that i did not really know existed plays. But sometimes, i don't really notice these weird songs playing because im not actually listening i am just thinking and doing my own thing. At this very moment though there is a song playing and i cant really think of a good way to describe it other than singing it directly to you.
"may la shem du booty bootty hoony hooony bata kata heeenieee.. YA YA bata lata koonie sha bata la hana doonie hoonie hoonie hoonie bata kata la heeeenniieee YA YA. hundi ba la hana sha na. la sakie hana sa la mana hani doonie haaaanie hannie YA YA." etc etc.
So pretty much i have no idea where this song came from or why it was playing. The interesting part though is that i only noticed it was playing after it was more than half way finished playing. And the even more interesting part is that i actually kept listening to it until it finished. Who knows why. This is an everyday occurrence in my life though and it always amazes me what music i download those times i go on music rampages in the middle of the night.
Speaking of the middle of the night, i learned recently that i mumble and babble, almost talk, while i am asleep. Ive heard that i snore, but now it turns out my subconscious mind and i try to communicate during nightfall. Now this is actually pretty freaky to me, because there are so many just incomprehensible things that i think about everyday and every moment, that there is no controlling what obscene things my mind is trying to convey to the world. There are endless possibilities of all the things i might say and really i am not sure if the worlds ready for it.
Also, i heard that carl stumbled upon this blog. i think carl is funny. so this is a shout out for carl. hi carl.
so here you go for your reading pleasure: and old mysterious blog.
So basically i am sitting here at my computer. I'm dickin around on facebook, myspace, my email, itunes and i am instant messaging people. And all of a sudden i acquired this inspiration to write this amazing epic incredible story about the past few days because they have just seemed to be incredibly incredible. But as soon as i opened the blog spot web page, every ounce of intelligence and story comprehension was swept away. So now i am sitting here scratching my head wondering what to do now. I can probably create some magical story that will entertain you in some way shape or form if i just keep babbling, so i guess that is whats going to happen.
Anyways at this exact moment itunes on my computer is playing music on shuffle. And you see sometimes when music plays on shuffle, some really outrageous random music from the deep depths of my ipod that i did not really know existed plays. But sometimes, i don't really notice these weird songs playing because im not actually listening i am just thinking and doing my own thing. At this very moment though there is a song playing and i cant really think of a good way to describe it other than singing it directly to you.
"may la shem du booty bootty hoony hooony bata kata heeenieee.. YA YA bata lata koonie sha bata la hana doonie hoonie hoonie hoonie bata kata la heeeenniieee YA YA. hundi ba la hana sha na. la sakie hana sa la mana hani doonie haaaanie hannie YA YA." etc etc.
So pretty much i have no idea where this song came from or why it was playing. The interesting part though is that i only noticed it was playing after it was more than half way finished playing. And the even more interesting part is that i actually kept listening to it until it finished. Who knows why. This is an everyday occurrence in my life though and it always amazes me what music i download those times i go on music rampages in the middle of the night.
Speaking of the middle of the night, i learned recently that i mumble and babble, almost talk, while i am asleep. Ive heard that i snore, but now it turns out my subconscious mind and i try to communicate during nightfall. Now this is actually pretty freaky to me, because there are so many just incomprehensible things that i think about everyday and every moment, that there is no controlling what obscene things my mind is trying to convey to the world. There are endless possibilities of all the things i might say and really i am not sure if the worlds ready for it.
Also, i heard that carl stumbled upon this blog. i think carl is funny. so this is a shout out for carl. hi carl.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
The beginning of an unfinished pointless short story.
Once upon a time in a land not so far away, just down the street actually, there was a boy named Kale. In the small town of Snapple, Ohio, Kale lived in one of the oldest and creepiest houses in town. With its sunken foundation from the surrounding swamps, it was by far the epitome of fear in Snapple. The house was surrounded by a spiked rusted fence, with a rickety gate which no longer stayed shut by itself. Every door and window within the house was rickety and practically ready to fall right off its hinges. Most of the windows glass panes were broken, but had been replaced by wooden boards. The floor boards within the house were barley nailed tightly enough to be stable, creating a dangerous playing field. Although the floor did provide an excellent and infinite abundance of secret hiding places, the pieces often broke and created splinters.
Although everyone in town looked down upon the house and Kale's family with fear, Kale did not seem to be phased. In fact, he quite enjoyed his old mysterious house, as it provided him with adventures and fueled his imagination. Over the years nine year old Kale had developed a very active creative mind due to lack of friendships his house prevented him from having.
Kale's parents both belonged to an organization set out to improve the worlds carbon dioxide output, and simultaneously oxygen intake. Their mission was to plant new trees everywhere around the world, and to educate the planet about the importance of forests, rain forests, and jungles. They constantly traveled and held conventions while meeting and befriending millions of humanitarians. Because of their intense philanthropic jobs and extensive traveling regimen, Kale spent most of his time reading the postcards his parents sent him. Although they loved him very much, they spent there time away from home, which is why Grandpa Earl was head of the household. You see, Grandpa Earl was not one to reckoned with. He was a crazy old hoot, with just an active and crazy imagination as Kale, if not more. The two of them though, Kale and Grandpa Earl, they were best friends. Because Grandpa Earl was crazy, he never realized Kale was supposed to go to school, and Kale just never bothered to tell him. So basically all day they chilled out and thought up impossible adventures. Sometimes, they even conducted experiments and constructed inventions! Back in the day Grandpa Earl was self taught engineer and aspiring inventor, where his outrageous personality helped to fuel his designs. They made all types of contraptions, varying from no hands dog bathing tub, to a robot barber.
Although everyone in town looked down upon the house and Kale's family with fear, Kale did not seem to be phased. In fact, he quite enjoyed his old mysterious house, as it provided him with adventures and fueled his imagination. Over the years nine year old Kale had developed a very active creative mind due to lack of friendships his house prevented him from having.
Kale's parents both belonged to an organization set out to improve the worlds carbon dioxide output, and simultaneously oxygen intake. Their mission was to plant new trees everywhere around the world, and to educate the planet about the importance of forests, rain forests, and jungles. They constantly traveled and held conventions while meeting and befriending millions of humanitarians. Because of their intense philanthropic jobs and extensive traveling regimen, Kale spent most of his time reading the postcards his parents sent him. Although they loved him very much, they spent there time away from home, which is why Grandpa Earl was head of the household. You see, Grandpa Earl was not one to reckoned with. He was a crazy old hoot, with just an active and crazy imagination as Kale, if not more. The two of them though, Kale and Grandpa Earl, they were best friends. Because Grandpa Earl was crazy, he never realized Kale was supposed to go to school, and Kale just never bothered to tell him. So basically all day they chilled out and thought up impossible adventures. Sometimes, they even conducted experiments and constructed inventions! Back in the day Grandpa Earl was self taught engineer and aspiring inventor, where his outrageous personality helped to fuel his designs. They made all types of contraptions, varying from no hands dog bathing tub, to a robot barber.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Futurama
okay. so i decided if i am going to be a published author one day i am gonna have to start writing and practicing. this blog used to be dedicated to traumatic moments and the tales and tragedies that went along with them, but that is now going to change. there was a huge overload of traumas that occurred towards the end of the school year which ultimately was just too much for my small mind to comprehend. my fingers and the keyboard could not keep up with the occurrences flowing out of my head, hence, there are no entries for like a fricken year. anyways, i guess i should tell you, who ever is reading this exactly why i am on a quest to becoming a published author.
"clears throat"
i colette, have no specific attachment to writing or any internal desire to write, type, or read. i do not enjoy books, english, or essays with any certain passion. i do however have a very keen tongue when it comes to telling stories out loud. i always seem to find myself day by day telling an old story, telling a new story, or creating a random story off the top of my head. i am not sure why this happens, who exactly ends up listening, or anything of the sort, but i still end up doing it anyways.
so the other day i was on a trip, and i came upon a very intriguing sight in which i stopped dead in my tracks. it was a psychic, a fortune teller, palm reading, tarot card, crystal ball kind of lady. now being myself of course i had to stop and take a look at what this lady was all about. so i did. i stepped into her office, or small mystical area if you prefer, filled with magical props and and aromas. obviously, i was under the spell of the psychic, because i then managed to pull a crisp ten dolla dolla bill out of my right pocket and hand it to her. how could i stop myself though, i mean after all she "knew i was coming." when i was ready i showed her my palms, and she glared deeply at them, or into them, whichever. immediately she began relying information to me about myself and my life. some things i knew and some i did not, but either way i believed it all, everything she had to say. the part about the seasons, a team, the next two years, the medical field, and of course, becoming a published author. i am destined to write books and poetry, and one day become published, and noted as an author. so basically i am pretty pumped about this, and now have motivation to write these wonderful posts.
i believe the psychic, and am great full i have been guided in the right direction the full fill my destiny. even if destiny cost me ten dollars.
"clears throat"
i colette, have no specific attachment to writing or any internal desire to write, type, or read. i do not enjoy books, english, or essays with any certain passion. i do however have a very keen tongue when it comes to telling stories out loud. i always seem to find myself day by day telling an old story, telling a new story, or creating a random story off the top of my head. i am not sure why this happens, who exactly ends up listening, or anything of the sort, but i still end up doing it anyways.
so the other day i was on a trip, and i came upon a very intriguing sight in which i stopped dead in my tracks. it was a psychic, a fortune teller, palm reading, tarot card, crystal ball kind of lady. now being myself of course i had to stop and take a look at what this lady was all about. so i did. i stepped into her office, or small mystical area if you prefer, filled with magical props and and aromas. obviously, i was under the spell of the psychic, because i then managed to pull a crisp ten dolla dolla bill out of my right pocket and hand it to her. how could i stop myself though, i mean after all she "knew i was coming." when i was ready i showed her my palms, and she glared deeply at them, or into them, whichever. immediately she began relying information to me about myself and my life. some things i knew and some i did not, but either way i believed it all, everything she had to say. the part about the seasons, a team, the next two years, the medical field, and of course, becoming a published author. i am destined to write books and poetry, and one day become published, and noted as an author. so basically i am pretty pumped about this, and now have motivation to write these wonderful posts.
i believe the psychic, and am great full i have been guided in the right direction the full fill my destiny. even if destiny cost me ten dollars.
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