Sometimes I really think about my relationship, and it seems that what goes through my head is far more bad than good. I mean, I consider myself to be a logical person, and my views on love just don't go hand in hand with what I'm involved in. When you're in love it's supposed to be this amazing feeling where you can't get enough of that person, and you want to show them off to the world! This, I know. It's funny how the beginning of a relationship can seem so pure, so perfect. But, as I'm sure we all know, as we get to know that person the feeling dies down. When you love someone, that doesn't happen. You love that person with all your heart.. and it won't matter what your family and friends think because only YOU know how you feel about that person. Love is not to be questioned. I believe that if you question the love you and your partner share, it's not love. When you love someone you learn to love qualities within that person that you would usually hate. Now I know that not one relationship is perfect, and imperfectness builds stronger relations, but when do we know that our hearts are really dealing with 'love' rather than infatuation? Even I don't possess qualties that I find to be needed if you're gonna say you love someone, and I honestly will probably never speak a word, and I know he'll never see this..........

Oh me! I cracked UP!

So, browsin the web today I came across this random pic. Laws far in other countries got ta b pretty darn strict. So, being a lover of my environment.. I totally agree with this horrid sign! Guys, if you value your tinklers, hot-dogs, sausage mcgriddles.. okay, I'm gettin besides the point. If you guys have any peculiar urge to "piss" on the side of the road in the grass somewhere, think of this sign! Tis all. ;]

gicha yaha

So, this blog is gonna b about totally nothing, but I'll try and make it interesting ;).. Hurmm. Oh! So I totally got this new thing goin, and it's called Red Bull! Everytime I go to work, on breaks I find myself gulpin down some good ol caffeine thats definitely not needed lol. I guess it is true.. because it gave me a lot more than wings. So I've been consuming it like a fish and oh myy, it tis so marvel. Other than that, my mom just bought me some new jeans, and oh em gee.. I have a butt in them! Yehesss.. my BF always talks about my small toosh, but we'll see what he has to say now chyea! And oh, life has been pretty awsumstic lately and everything with the Cleaveland Show around. I mean, I thought Family Guy was my thing.. but Cleaveland is elite. I just wanna wrap my arms around it. The script writer for those shows is like.. pure mastermind/genuis. I hope to b him one day, in another life. Sometimes.. secretly, I even think of my own super funny comic lines and maybe publish them in a sarcastically amazingly explicable book and be known world widely for my humor.. but no one thinks I'm funny...

So I know no-one reads these things but..

Music makes me wanna dance, although I know I'm not the best dancer in the world, when the music is playing, I just go in this forget everything, everybody trance. When I hear something that makes my head rock back and forth, side to side, or spin around..

My thoughts/visions focus only on one thing.
THE BEAT!


Ok. Besides that, I hate how just one simple angst ridden life can cause you to go through so much (excuse me) BULLS**T!! There's school. There's applying for scholarships that you do a bunch of crap for to "may or may not be eligible" What the fuck? What's the point hot dangit! There r relationships. Oh, relationships. People who u think 'love you' (quote-on-quote) can kiss me arse! Even though, some times are still precious to me :)

There are friends that you can count on, and friends who don't giv a two hoots if your still breathing tomorrow. Hopefully, one day, far far away from now.. I'll attain a mystical, magical creature. They'll fight off evil, slay dragons, and beat up mean people. Ohh.. mahbajebus I can't wait for that day!

The Only Virtue - House Vs Hurricane

Insanity

I kinda have this problem. Everytime I try and do something positive, it turns out wayy negative. Take my grandmoms chicken farm thingy. She so starves those things, so when she finally feeds them she gives them old stale hard bread. They can't even peck through the stuff. So I take it upon myself to go and help them out a little. I go in their cagey thingy, break up the bread into tinier pieces so that they can actually stuff the stuffs down their throats, and try to feed it to them. Maybe trying to hand feed them was a bad idea :( The biggest one almost bites my hand off trying to snatch bread out of my hand. What the fuck? (grrs**) I know this is all in my stupidity, but jeez! =/

Feminist

There's this quote that kindsa gets to me. Germaine Greer, an Aussie writer, also a standard bearer of the woman's liberation movement, wrote "The Female Eunich" and states that "She is more body than soul, more soul than mind." Now, I'm no feminist. But is this quote simply implying that a female is nothing more than her outer beauty? That having a beautiful body is closed-captioned for having a weak or weary soul? That she has less soul than body but more soul than mind? This quote is mainly putting forth beliefs that a beatiful female has no brains, rather just a piece of art to idolize. Which is so heavily to be disagreed with. I mearly pose this as a question. Are us females rationilized as beautiful and dull? I choose the ladder.

; )

To adhere to my irregular sleeping sched, I sometimes do this thing before bed. Music. I lay in bed with my sisters warm laptop on my lap (honestly, its on the crotch-giggidy, giggidy), and jam out by myself to whatever I'm in the mood for. Which is especially funny, cause it's about 3 in the morning and I'm wearing headphones. No one knows this.. so shhhh :)

It gets really great when I find old music that I hadn't listened to in a while. From there comes a progression of singing eyes and a mouth with a mind of it's own, baby! While I'm jammin solely by myself.. the rest of the house is dead quiet. Yikes. Though I have never gotton too loud just yet, I wouldn't doubt someone coming in my room looking at me strange.

Ps maybe it's just me.. but when I find myself listening to Bouncing Souls (especially the song OLE) I feel like a character in a Stanley Kubric movie.