Tuesday, March 13, 2012

the s (:

My feet are cold. Let's take medicine. The table just vibrated. Cookie dough please. Table vibrating, feet colding, cookie doughing medicine. Sure, moron. Forget new year's resolutions. My throat has been shrinking, give me yogurt. Write a song about giving me yogurt. On a horse. A white one. Don't drink the coffee, or kool-aid that is of certain violet coloration. However, violent coloration may be perfectly acceptable. Maybe. Ask Simon. Please appreciate your hands. They type, they write, they hold, the hit, they grasp, they push, they pull, they give, they take, they harm, they mend, they comfort, they abuse, they discourage, they love, they fix, they destroy, they tear down, they build. Such complexities that we ignore. Use them wisely, please dear. Edward has scissors. Turn on the light. Leave it on. Hiding nothing, ever. Let that change your world. Make a world of your own. Forget criticism. Imagine like a child. Create like a child. Stop caring so much, like a child. Stop thinking about children. Tarantula.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Geometry

LOOK AT YOUR FACE!! is it smiling? Frowning? What is it doing? My face is making the inquisitive one raised eyebrow face.. I'm rather unhappy bcuz I'm blogging from my friend's iPad.. I don't like iPads very much but whatever, such is life. Smiling is quite important. My dearest mother gave me cotton candy today (bless the dentist) and it says smiles guaranteed!, really? Yes! The container itself even says "It has been scientifically proven that it is impossible for someone to eat Fun Sweets cotton candy without cracking a smile. In fact we're so confident of this fact that we guarantee it. DISCLAIMER The Fun Sweets smile guarantee applies to typically pleasant individuals. If you are a major grouch that doesn't smile at a puppy or a rainbow then even we can't help you." Sounds good to me right? Even the Bible (MSG) says in Proverbs 31:25 regarding the virtuous woman, "she always faces tomorrow with a smile". Hmm, I guess I'll have to get over being upset at this iPad. But for future reference, they don't need to put the little lines under the F and J on the keyboard... I'm pretty sure no one using a touchscreen is blind. Please prove me wrong. What makes you guys smile eh? The radio show that I host at school is all about the motives we have behind smiling. We have all fake smiled at one point or another. It could have been to impress someone or just to hide the feelings you were having. I happen to always fake smile after the severe disappointments of never winning the best elbow painting contest ): not that I've ever painted with my elbow or seen a contest held for it.. But I still didn't win so that's something to be upset about!! I jest. But hey there's a few genuine people out there... Like that lady who holds the record for the most plastic surgeries.. No deception at all!! Hmm.. Maybe not my best example. However, some of us really do have things to smile about (: so let me know, what are you hiding? Whats wrong? What do you need for a smile or what took your smile away? Is it relative? Tell me tell me (: I'm here for you!!, haha. So alas dear friends! Chocolate is overrated.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

worthment

I do not wish to measure time. I don't want to think about being productive, because that's relative right? Ah, I am only making excuses to not pick up my room. I state the case that I do not have enough strength to pick up my room anyway, for the act of lifting up an entire room by the floorboards might put too much strain on this fragile back. Language is a funny thing. In the meanwhile, I have managed to accomplish other things. Are these accomplishments great? Well, that all depends on how much you value a suspended room in the first place. Like I said, productivity is relative. Or rather, subjective. Objective? I can never get those meanings straight. Or narrow.Yet again, language is a funny thing. So back to putting eternity back into it's little pieces- all I have managed to do today is sleep, finish all of Gilmore Girls, digest some food, and make mostly useless chatter with friends about tentative and most unlikely plans. Simply indubitable. I like that last sentence, small and delicious, such as the look on my face when withholding a sneeze. Preposterous. To whom it may concern, I'm a fan of the lemon packets. I do not wish to attend lecture sessions at all, ever again, unless taught by Tim Burton. Tomorrow's weather forecast is partly moony with a chance of sprinkler systems going off at inopportune moments. Your perfume smells like grass. Have a moist day, Darth Vader.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Never again....

Texting texting textingggggg is what I'm actually doing right now. Blog from the iPhone! Hopefully a funny autocorrect ends up in here somewhere (; sorry this was late; I was busy at a Super Bowl party on Sunday!! I was ecstatic when the Fishes beat the Parrots!! Oh that was Animal Planet? Whatever.

At this moment I am sitting in a library; done with homework, listening to an obnoxious copy machine, waiting for class, and really just having one of those "I don't know what to do with my life right now" moments. Love those right? Tonight on the agenda is yodeling at trees, putting applesauce in my hair, and spreading disease! Actually I'm just gonna go get a facial and do some homework. BUT at 9:00 tonight is the kick off show of my new radio show Behind the Smile with my co-host Victoria Sparkman. wbju.home.bju.edu is the link to listen over your computer (: might not work with a Mac though /:

POEM TIME
I'm sitting on a bench
I don't like learning French
Around the house of mine
I can't find Kyle Cline.
I do not know why Kyle
Is in this poem at all.
But it rhymed with "mine"
And this is spring, not fall.
I just thought that you should know
Nothing makes any sense, oh no.
The meter in this line is lame
And Francis isn't my name. Either.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

modnar pants

Why hello there! *cough cough* excuse me, *couch* I'm really sorry, I just *cough, hack, wheeze!!!!*. Yup you got it, I think I'm sick, and my conversations tend to sound a lot like the previous.. GIVE ME THE VITAMINS!!! Or not, it's okay, cuz I'm gonna tough it out. I WILL LIVE ON! Yeah, I know that's what the peanut butter said but I'm legitimate this time, I promise. This blog post is going to be very whoa, when did that zit get there?! Ew. The last thing I need is some pumpkins drooling all over my shoes like they did on the last full moon. Even left stains ): Thankfully, I was able to get the DVD version of my favorite ballet. The one where Rachel McAdams gets tangled in a spider web so Johnny Travolta sings her out of the stomach of the lake octopus. I still want a bunny named Smith ): I went hiking today, totally saw a beluga whale! It was hiding under a pink leaf, and was kind enough to make me a cup of orange juice. Last time I checked orange juice wasn't green, but you know, politics these days.. I got a little upset at first when my can of Febreze caught on fire, but then I realized all good things in life aren't free. They cost 5 cats and a dirty sock of mushrooms! Did anyone notice in the first sentence I said "couch"? Bandersnatch.

Chocolate is Brown :D

Sunday, January 22, 2012

VLOG

Shout outs toooooo Mandy, Tex, Daniel, Cody, Cassie and Shelby!!! Love you alll :D What do you hate or love about the gym? And finish this sentence "When I go to the gym I _________."

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Gooooooogle


My internet is kinda mad at me for neglecting it all day while doing homework and is giving me the silent treatment by taking 123 years to load the results of my search topic. D: Can anybody say meh? Actually it's stronger than meh but weaker than an ugh. Megh. Mugh. Turtles? Sure, why not. With extra spice. Disturbed o.O

Sooooooo thank goodness for them search bars thought right? Love those guys! But I'm not gonna lie, Google is pretty cocky with the whole "I know what you're searching for after the first letter!!" I mean goodness. I was going to search DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME, totally not "dating websites for desperate women with low self esteem" ha! Silly Google... ^_^ I should probably stop dissing Google if I want it's cooperation soon. Still waiting -_-

This blog is going to be a little bit unusual because rather than talk about some simple life thing that's extraordinary (chocolate is brown), I'm actually going to be a complete narcissist and ramble on about myself and how life is going. Haha JUST KIDDING! Why would I ever do that? The secrets of Juliet remain to be unrevealed. I dooooo want to give you guys the opportunity to get inside my head a little bit and see what it's like to think the way I do. so give me some situations or scenarios and I will tell you how I would react. (: Also, give me a list of characters, place, and random objects, and I will write a story with those elements! It's very very fun and usually has the potential for many laughs. (: Anyone remember Yoda and Jack Sparrow in the Underwater Above the Sky Upside Down Forest? Or whatever that place was that Cleveland came up with. Pure epicness.

So onto the topic of today- actually, back to the topic of the day which would be the internet/search bars and my deteriorating relationship with both of them. Or is it just my relationship with the internet that beholds the search bar? Whatever, who's getting technical? Oh, sorry for not posting this on Sunday. I forgot ): Anyway------ does anyone ever think about how much we search for things on the internet? I know some people who would rather search Google for facebook and then click the link rather than just type in facebook.com. It's like a servant that does everything for us, and I am in love with it!!! I do hope dear Google search bar that you will forgive me for neglecting you today for the less attractive homework, but homework is very demanding and I don't have the guts to just say no! Ya know I think I made a relationship allegory in my last blog post. Sigh. This may be a problem. Anywhoozle, what's your favorite search bar?? Mine is Google <3 Yahoo just doesn't do the job.. And Bing? Who even are you?!!! If I ever get a bunny I want to name him Smith.

Chocolate is Brown