14,000 things to be happy about


Perseid meteor showers
turning off all the lights except those on the Christmas tree
playing hooky to do something you don’t ordinarily have time for
uncovering an unexpected patch of wildflowers
practicing speaking French
enlarging a favorite photo
alternating between reading a novel and looking at the hilltop skyline
getting mail
the secret urge to expedite the person ahead of you through a revolving door
rain at night, if you’re safe in bed
the ability of parents to guide their small children around by the tops of their heads
unread textbooks
crazy kids
cold hands
making clarinets squeak
buying T-shirts and short-sleeve shirts on the first day of spring, and then having a blizzard on that night
feeling blue
overdue library books
the gap in the dressing room curtain that can never be completely closed
having an unfortunate knack for approaching a set of double doors and always pushing the locked one

this friday


The new iphone is coming out. I want it!!!! It has every single tool you could ever want on it. Who wants to buy it for me? Get me the IPHONE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks!

"why i ♥ jesse"


her smile
her cute nose
her laugh
her smell
tiny;cute hands
her legs
her bitchen hair
her eyes
her soft voice
her soft everything
her sweet kisses
her hard shell
her soft middle
"squishy squish"
shes my babe
shes romantic
shes raw
shes emotional
shes honest
shes outgoing
shes sweet
shes cute
no; gorgeous
alright; sexy
and because she ♥ me too

[from the words of tatum i would suppose; i would write more, but there would be nothing left for me to cherish about her]

before i was a mom

Before I was a Mom I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations. Before I was a Mom I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night. Before I was a Mom I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep. Before I was a Mom I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put them down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom. Before I was a Mom I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy. Before I was a Mom I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much before I was a Mom.

14,000 things to be happy about



a suit made to order
50s music
designing billboards
fish fries
"Out to din-din" signs
putting on the soundtrack of a favorite Broadway show and singing it in the shower
Saturday lunch for leaf-rakers
watch fobs
watching the winning touchdown
waterfront properties in Maine
trammel=adjustable, two-piece pothook
after shower cologne
children's toy ovens
"Its better to ask your way twice than lose your way once"
butter-crumbled eggs
cotton-velor terry wrap robes
eating all your snack-bar items before the movie starts
sauntering
getting carried away
hot sauce chugging
the pounding of a hammer
slumberousness
true, lasting values
spun glass
blue for delphiniums, inky dark lobelia, the sea and the sky
the many positions you take when trying to read an article and there is not enough light

Why Geeks and Nerds Are Worth It...



In the wide world of dating, there are many options. Do you go for the flashy guy with the smooth smile, or the dude in the corner typing away on his laptop? The following are reasons why I think my fellow females should pay more attention to the quiet geeks and nerds, and less attention to the flashy boys.

1.) While geeks and nerds may be awkward, they’re well-meaning 9 out of 10 times. That smooth dude with the sly grin and the spider hands? Wonder what HIS intentions are... plus, I’ve never had a geek guy not call me when he said he would. Score major points THERE.

2.) They’re useful. In this tech-savvy world, it’s great to have a b/f who can make your laptop, desktop, and just about anything else that plugs into a wall behave itself.

3.) They’re more romantic than they’re given credit for. Ok true, their idea of romance might be to make up a spiffy web-page with all the reasons why they love you, with links to pics of you and sonnets and such... but hey. It lasts longer than flowers, plus you can show your friends.

4.) Due to their neglected status, there are plenty to choose from. You like ‘em tall and slender? There are plenty of geeks/nerds who are. You like ‘em smaller with more meat on their bones? Got that too.

5.) They’ve got brains. Come on now, how can intelligence be a bad thing?

6.) Most are quite good at remembering dates. Like birthdates and such, especially if they know it’ll make you happy. Due again to their neglected status, they’re more attentive than guys who “have more options”. Plus, with all that down time without a steady girlfriend, they’ll likely have mental lists of all the things they’d love to do once they GOT a girlfriend.

7.) Sex. Yep. Sex. I’m not really familiar with this myself, but I’ve friends who’ve been intimate with geek guys and it’s raves all around. They say a virgin wrote the Kama Sutra... all that time thinking about sex, imagining sex, dreaming about sex, (they are male after all) coupled with a desire to make you happy? Use your imagination.

8.) They’re relatively low-maintenance. Most can be fueled on pizza, Twinkies and Mt Dew. No complicated dinners needed here, so if you’re not the best cook, eh. Can you order a pizza?

9.) Most frequent bars as often as slugs frequent salt mines. You won’t have to worry much about your geek guy getting his “groove” on with club hotties because, frankly, he’ll be too busy rooting around under his computer wondering where that spare cable went. You won’t have to worry about him flirting with other women because, 9 out of 10 times, he’ll zip right by them in a perfect b-line towards the nearest electronics store. I’ve seen this happen.
Me: “Eww. Victoria Secret’s Models... They’re so skinny. How is that feminine? You can see her ribs!”
Geek Guy: “ooooooo...”
Me: “Hey!” *notices he is staring lustfully towards the computer store*
Geek Guy: “What?”
Me: “Never mind...”

10.) Although he may not want to go to every outing with you, you can arrange swaps, as in, you’ll go to his Gamer Con dressed as an elf princess if he’ll take you to the ballet. Plus, if he doesn’t want to go someplace with you, you won’t have to worry much about what he’s up to. You’ll probably come home to find him asleep on his keyboard in a sea of Mt. Dew cans with code blinking from the screen. It’s ok. He’s used to this. Just toss a blanket over him and turn out the light.

11.) His friends aren’t jerks. I can’t stress this enough. You’ll more likely get “Omg! A GIRL!! Can I see?!” than “Hey hot stuff back that ass up here and let me get some grub on...” They’re awkward geeks too and will, 9 times out of 10, treat you with the utmost respect and, more than likely, a note of awe. A cute girl picked one of their clan to date? It could happen to them! Hope! Drag some of your single girlfriends over, open up a pack of Mt. Dew, crack open the DnD set and get working. Nothing impresses geek guys more than a girl who can hack-n-slash (well ok maybe if she can code... a geek can dream).

12.) They’re rarely if ever possessive. They trust you, so you can be yourself around them. You like to walk around the house in a ratty t-shirt for comfort? He won’t care. He does too! They won’t get pissy if you don’t wear make-up or don’t want to bother primping your hair. If you gain a few pounds, they won’t try their best to make you feel like crap.

13.) They’re usually very well educated. Physics majors and the like. See #5. You won’t have to listen to him blathering on about his car (ok maybe a little), he’ll have loads of other interesting things to talk about. Politics, world events, how much the chicken burgers down at the local place rock, so long as you douse them in hot sauce...

14.) You’ll almost never have to hear, “Yaw dawg whazzap!!” plop out of their mouths. Unless it’s in jest. They spell properly, use correct punctuation, and are able to tell the difference between the toilet and the floor. They almost never get “wasted”, so you won’t have to worry about coming home to find him and his friends passed out on the floor amidst a pile of beer bottles. Mt. Dew cans, perhaps...

15.) And the final reason why geeks and nerds make great boyfriends: They actually give a damn about you. Not how you look (though that’s a plus), not how skinny you are, not how much make-up you primp yourself up with, but they like you for you. That kind of thing lasts longer than “DaMN baby you got a fine ass!!!” Believe me.


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i ♥ the internet and blogging and geeky things



i am a geeky girl. i love geeky things. go to http://xkcd.com/. they have some pretty cool geeky things. like this comic. i thought some of my blogger buddies would appreciate it.

lyrics for today

John Mayer: Gravity

Gravity is working against me
And gravity wants to bring me down

Oh I'll never know what makes this man
With all the love that his heart can stand
Dream of ways to throw it all away

Oh Gravity is working against me
And gravity wants to bring me down

Oh twice as much aint twice as good
And can't sustain like a one half could
It's wanting more
That's gonna send me to my knees

Oh twice as much aint twice as good
And can't sustain like a one half could
It's wanting more
That's gonna send me to my knees

Oh gravity, stay the hell away from me
And gravity has taken better men than me (Now how can that be?)

Just keep me where the light is
Just keep me where the light is
Keep you all where the light is
Just keep us where the light is
Ohh.. where the light is!

random acts of kindness

I was watching a show last night and during the commercial break I had seen a commercial for hospitality. Have any of you ever needed a bit of public help and was saved by a stranger who didn't think of just themselves? Did you ever witness someone who helped out another being in need or maybe YOU were the one to help? Well, you can go to www.behospitable.com and enter in your story there. They will publish it online where everyone can read it and you can read some other's stories too!

lyrics for today

"Breathe (2 AM)"

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.

14,000 things to be happy about


personality profiles
Marshall Field's store, Chicago
strawberry-peach pie
throwing the bouquet
a wire basket filled with leafy green ferns and eggs
working on a project
across-the-breast watch chains
Bart Starr, football player
attic junk
chrome-baned tables
curling up on a chaise lounge with a word search and a cup of tea
November chills
"in the red"
horse-show ribbons on the wall
insulated food totes
moss-laden terra-cotta pots of geraniums
watching children play
mushrooms
stuffed with spinach, capers and cheese
pasta with prosciutto and peas
test tubes
washing the car mats
a shrug of the shoulder when things don't get done
hot peppers threaded along a string in a kitchen

sign away everything you own!

Fark goes to Georgia Tech and plays a little prank on the students there. They ask them to sign a release form and many do with out even reading over it! Check this out is pretty funny.



(Props to Kevin Burton for this one. Thanks!)

facebook has a music video!!



rhettandlink check 'em out... they're hilarious. thanks justine!

also go here to sign up for facebook. its free and its awesome!

lyrics for today

Mae: Mistakes We Knew We Were Making


We made plans to be unbreakable,

love was all we knew.
No insurance for the unthinkable,
blindly get us through.
We've been searching for a lifetime-
short as it may seem.
Riding on the fumes that spark us,
while igniting dreams.

Mistakes we knew we were making.
Mistakes we knew we were making.
Don't think about chances we're taking,
Mistakes we knew...
do da da da da...
do da da da da...

Driving in the rain to the hospital
quiet aches intense.
What at once just seemed the impossible
now makes perfect sense.
We held hands to face the uncomfortable
cold and lonely room.
Magazines and empty distractions
barely got us through.

Mistakes we knew we were making.
Mistakes we knew we were making.
Don't think about chances we're taking,
Mistakes we knew...
do da da da da...
do da da da da...

And when we try to think of the life inside,
we found ourselves looking at the world through new eyes.

(music playing)

What can now be said,
oh, little one on the other side?
Dance until the band stops playing,
sing with all your might.

Mistakes we knew we were making.
Mistakes we knew we were making.
Don't think about chances we're taking,
Don't think about rules we were breaking.
Mistakes we knew...

The list goes on and on.
The list goes on and on.
The list goes on and on..

14,000 things to be happy about

stopping being a perfectionist
wall storage systems
Rhode Island: Newport, mansions, breakers, yachts, Block Island
tropical fruits
two-handed backhands
heinz tomato ketchup
an old Welsh dresser
broiled fish topped with slices of lemon and cut-up parsley with browned butter around it
cloudy days and sunny thoughts
a portable aluminum camp grill
crocheted bedspreads
floating poinsettias
working better in dull weather
food gifts
frosted glass ceilings and pink-capped chandeliers
ghost stories and marshmallows by the fire
paper logs
apple beer
apple squares with cream cheese
Copenhagen
happy feelings emanating from the kitchen
parallel and crisscross styles of lacing


iilwy

i was invited to check out a site called iminlikewithyou.com. (thanks a friggin million mager! you rock!) don't really feel like explaining too much of it. its by invite only and once you have the invite, you create a profile, make a game, a get contacts by choosing the highest bidder on your game or being chosen from a game you bid on. if you want an invite, ask me. i'll give you one if you're worthy enough! hahahaha. i gotta give props to 'just because i can' for choosing me to be one of his contacts. i appreciate it man! anyway....

hope you all have a super day and kudos to me for finally getting my mac! yay!

14,000 things to be happy about.....


hollow-stemmed Pilsner glasses
building a model car
dainty fruit dishes
doing your own thing
flickering gaslights
a 10-gallon jug of fruit salad
lakeside roads with farm stands offering apples, pumpkins, pears and other fruit and vegetables
making friends with the police
passing notes
"skit night" at camp=oh the memories of wawona
jellyrolls
flipping the record-selection flaps on the jukebox until told to stop
nylon tennis panties
splendid "dunkers" with coffee
allowances
halcyon= calm, peaceful, happy, golden, prosperous, affluent
rosemary= remembrance
fried rice
competence
hymn-sings
dim, low hanging factory lamps
a candle lit room
hemming your clothes
smooth, muscular arms
snorkeling
homemade cider jelly
long hands
miniature artichokes
pink butcher's paper
Montego Bay, Jamaica
10 cent ferry rides
window spray de-icer
winter as a master miniaturist
candy-stripe shirts, unironed
cinnamon coffeecake
snow outlining the elements of trees' architecture
dinner with laughter
funny toes
knowing there will be many surprises in the future
stuffing a phone booth with people
rooms with polished pine floorboards and door jambs that tilt and slant and extra touches like silk flowers and current issues of antique and wildlife magazines
snow white carpeting
sports-art galleries


some more things to be happy about....


French playing cards
french toast, butter, powdered sugar
open-weave
the cinema
leaves to sniff: pennyroyal, dill, bergamot, sage, geranium
fruits to smell: early apples, fresh strawberries
Italian cheese toast
peach/banana/cream, yellow/pink/gray, sand color combinations
yankee ingenuity
ties the width of lobster bibs
uneven parallel bars
viewing every day surroundings with a tourists eye
the delicious smell of cooking food and the hustle and bustle of the preparation
the ketchup that collects at the lip of the bottle
Welcome Back Kotter
an eat-in-the-rough restaurant
cherry tomatoes
driving under an overpass during a storm
chew face or smash mouth=kiss
fresh ginger muffins
coffee steeped with cinnamon sticks and cloves then iced
regional offerings on the menu
bags of magic tricks
eight hours of sleep
lying on your back in a snowy field and making and snow angel
paintboxes
building a bed frame
spinach and sour cream omelets
an idyllic quiet broken only by the ripple of the stirring water, the splash of fish rising to flying insects, and the crackle of a driftwood fire
stickpins
thin slices of radish, pepper, sweet butter on sliced french baguette
white cupcakes with multicolor sprinkles
stilt-legged wharves
writing a screenplay
aging and stew or soup
animals and toys for a nursery
the Florida Keys
Amish buggies
briefcases

I love my make-up! Lets make a change!



For whatever reason this morning, while I was putting on my make-up, I realized: I really love it! I have spent time and money into building my (small) collection over the past few months. I have spent about 40.00 on the bag itself. Then the contents:

Mirror from Sephora: Free (came with a gift card a so thoughtful and loving friend got for me)
Bronzer Brush from Sephora: 25.00
Full Cover by Paris from Sephora: 30.00
Cover up by Physicians Formula: 10.00
Sugar and Spice blush by Loreal: 8.00
Mascara by Fresh from Sephora: 25.00
Bare Bronze/Victoria's Secret: 18.00
Berry Lip Fusion from Sephora: 38.00
Clinique eye liner from Sephora: 15.00
Brow Brush/Comb: 2.00
Romeo and Joliet nail polish by O.P.I.: 8.00
Rose Quartz eye shadow by Lancome: Free (my auntie's friend works for them so I get free samples a lot)
Emory boards, nail clippers, cuticle clippers and hair ties: ?????
Total (including bag): ~219.00

So I was thinking.... thats a lot of money (for me, at least) to spend on something that I don't really need. And I thought to myself: Geeee, how selfish of me. So What I plan to do is take 100.00 out of my next pay check and 100.00 out of the paycheck after that and donate it to a charity of some kind. That way, I can pay back some of my selfishness to women who are less fortunate. You can help too, in a smaller way of course. The next time you run out of some make-up and you plan on going to buy some more, stop! Take that money and go buy a sandwich at subway and give it to the next homeless person you see or go to the grocery store and buy a bag of groceries and donate it to the homeless shelter. It can make a difference in someone's life. Even if it seems like its something that is too small to do or too little to donate. Too little is a hell of a lot more than nothing. Think about that!

P.S. Did anyone go to www.spreadthesharing.com? Leave me a comment and let me know if you did and I would love to hear your story! I told them about the time in my life when I used to volunteer to make meals for the elderly.

Oh... and I still love my make-up. Even if I have heard that I don't need it! Well, every person who has told me that hasn't seen me with out it so... HA! :-)

Would you like to donate a meal?

Go to www.spreadthesharing.com and they will donate a meal to the hungry (up to one million meals!!!!) for every story you share. I did it and it feels so good to take part on something like this... even if it is something small.

14,000 things to be happy about.....





I am going to write a few things every day (up to 14,000) that people should be, or most people that is, happy about.

A stream-of-consciousness list
pajamas at breakfast
reed-fringed lagoons
seeing the moon rise
the feel of a rug under bare feet
sweet fresh corn and tender baby lima beans, drenched with cream
the "snuggle right in" feeling
a lake catching the last flecks of sunlight coming in over the pines
the position of your head as you bite into a taco
shadows cast by shutters against a shiny white wall
a small music box
moderation
starting to make things happen
a baby's first tooth
teakettles
sweet potato souffle with miniature marshmallows and raisins
brass-decorated cash registers
clam-strewn sandbars
headphones
a baseball game going into extra innings
the groan of ice on a lake when the temperature has flirted with zero all week
babies who never cry
orchestras
a boat tour to see a picturesque little ocher-and-red villas
brand-new notebooks
pachyderms
Staffordshire calico dinnerware
braiding gimp at camp
picnic-cooler colors
a rich spiced chocolate drink
the eastern seaboard
babies who cry
medallions bearnaise
old-time radio shows
red-carpet treatment
toddlers' vocabulary

Okay.... thats good for today. Enjoy some pictures of Breezy while you ponder these pretty neat things.




lyrics for today

Incubus: I miss you

To see you when I wake up

is a gift I didn't think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, Utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said,
I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away.
I know I'll see you again
whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care
and I miss you.

nothing in particular




I am extremely tired today. I got tons of sleep last night, but I think the lack of sleep from the night before needs to be made up. Ick...
Anyway, this tree is in front of my house. Pretty huh? Its starting to lose its prettiness, unfortunately, right now; but that's okay. I love the landscape around my house. Its always so beautiful. I have two hummingbird feeders outside my livingroom window and I like to sit and watch them feed on it with these pretty trees in the background.
Well, I better get going right now. My boss man just walked in and I cannot be caught blogging. twittering, meebo-ing and a whole lot of other 'ing's. I'll write more later.

9 minutes of fame!











I was randomly websurfing and came across a site: http://9minutesoffame.com/Default.aspx




you get to have your blog displayed for 9 minutes to everyone who is patiently waiting to see it! It's pretty cool. So I patiently waited for the chance to put my url in. After a few tries, I finally had my nine minutes of fame! Took some pics of it... coz Im a dork... crappy quality, but this is the most excitement I have had since I found out a friend of mine is coming into town! (way to twitter it up love! lol) Got to take out the trash and vacuum now.... t minus 10 minutes till quittin time!

Sanjaya no more and man can I relax now or what?!?!!?

Now I can sit here and rejoice because Sanjaya is no more! I was kinda sorta in a way scared that he was going to make it to the top four, but America finally got their heads outta their butts (and stopped listening to that stupid Howard Stern crap) and he had the least amount of votes. YAY!! Now this is where the real competition is at. I feel that everyone on the show now actually deserves to be there and would be the ones here right now even if Haley and Sanjaya were voted off weeks and weeks ago. OMGosh I can breathe now! LOL... anyway thats my random thought for today. Why the hell do I care about this show anyway?!?! Whow knows? Have a great day and a great Sabbath... ciao!

some of my things

I recently came across a book that took me by surprise. It was from the summer before I was a Junior at SLO High. I was dating this guy Branden Welshons and we had an awesome relationship. We both were very romantic and very cutesy and we got along wonderfully. We were the "puppy dog love" relationship type that got each other something for the month anniversaries!!! (I know, I know; lame.....)

I was down in San Diego visiting my Auntie Edie for a week. I had a lot of free time on my hands and our six month anniversary was coming up so I wanted it to be special. I had written a lot of poems for him and poems that were inspired by him and had kept them in a binder. I decided to go out and buy a blank paged journal and make him a poem book. I went around the back yard at my Auntie's and got leaves and rocks and a bunch of natural misc. things as well as ribbon and string from her sewing room; and decorated the pages with them. I typed up all the poems and placed them in the book and numbered the pages. I also took a bunch of pictures of him and I and some of my family and I and made a collage in the back of the book. It took me all week to make and I was so pleased when I was finished with it. When I got home, I also went out and bought a blue glass bottle with a cork and had put the sand from the beach (a lake beach) that we first kissed on. (Yes; I went back that same night we first kissed and grabbed a zip lock bag full of the sand and had held onto it for, apprently, this reason.) I decorated the bottle with our names and the date of our anniversary (October 31 1999) with a bunch of stars and things on it. It was quite cute and pathetic... lol. So anyway.....

Onto the book. We dated for a year and decided to go our separate ways and then he got all pissed at me when I moved on. He gave me all my things back, including that book, and we haven't spoke since. So I put those things in a box, taped it up and put it in my closet. It has moved around with me everywhere I have been, but never brought it out. I was doing a bit spring cleaning and decided to open up the box. Going through the poems was quite emotional, but I decided it would be nice to share them with you. So here are a few that were in there.....


Wait

Undaunted, I stand against
a sea of absolution where
I will make my wish for you....
Existing somewhere between
the shadows and the light.
You are lying there waiting for me...
some day I will find you.

I Love...

I love the smile that lights your face...
I love the warmth of your embrace...
I love the voice that says, "I care..."
I love each little joy we share....
I love your way of being sweet...
of making my life so special and complete
I love your undertanding as you would do...
I love you for just simply being you!

Falling Stars

I wish I could have you beside me
I wish I could have you holding me tight
I wish you will always be mine
Im wishing on a falling start tonight

I pray that you will stay beside me
I pray that you will be holding me tight
I pray that you will want only me
I pray as I am wishing on a falling star tonight

I know we will have our ups and downs
I know you will be holding me tight
I know you will want only me
I know; I am wishing on a falling star tonight

Now I have you beside me
Now you are holding me tight
Now you want only me
Now; as we wish on a falling star tonight

Do you?

Do you know you're the first thing on my mind
as soon as I wake up?
Do you know that I miss you
as soon as you leave?
Do you know that you're
the bestest thing in my life?
Do you know you're
the only one who cares?
Do you know that when you fall
I will always pick you up?
Do you know that when you cry
I will be the first one there?
Do you know that when you are sad
I am the first one to care?
Do you know you're the one
who changed my life?
Do you know you're my favorite person
in the whole widest world?
Do you know that I trust you
even more than my girls?
Do you know that you're my wish
on every star that falls?
Do you know you're the one
who tore my hearts walls?
Do you know that when I kiss you
it's the best time of my life?
Do you know how tall you are
really is cute?
Do you know you're my prayer
every single lonely night?
Do you know I think you're perfect
and we are just right?
Do you know when the phone rings
my heart jumps out of my chest?
Do you know I think you're different
from all of the rest?
Do you know I love you
more than you think?

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You can really tell (compared to my most recent ones) how completely novice and young it is. I really did put a lot of emotion behind all that though. I feel kind of sad because back then I had so much positive to inspire me. I feel like right now I only have a couple things to be inspired about and yet I feel like I would be crossing some boundaries or lines in writing them. Its one thing when theyre engraved in your heart; its another when its out on paper. Anyone can get a hold of it then.

confessions of undying love, lust , like or whatev.

I know.... I have to wait. We have to be friends... I know..... and I may be pushing it posting this, but what can I say? I am an open book.... read me.

Muse: Unintended

You could be my unintended
Choice to live my life extended
You could be the one Ill always love
You could be the one who listens
to my deepest inquisitions
You could be the one Ill always love

Ill be there as soon as I can
But Im busy mending broken
pieces of the life I had before

First there was the one who challenged
All my dreams and all my balance
She could never be as good as you

You could be my unintended
Choice to live my life extended
You should be the one Ill always love
Ill be there as soon as I can
But Im busy mending broken
pieces of the life I had before
Ill be there as soon as I can
But Im busy mending broken
pieces of the life I had before

Before you

tgif !!!

Well, this week has come to an end and I couldn't be happier. Although this week has been a good (emotionaly) week.... it has been very hard on my body for some reason. Lots of lack of sleep, feeling exaughsted after work and cramps; so, so ready to put this week behind me and enjoy the weekend. Tomorrow is Sabbath and like I said before, I am bring Angie with me. I really hope she enjoys it and I hope she can walk away knowing that, if she allows, God can help her through this hard time. I have been praying for her since I found out she got locked up.... I know God is willing to be there for her and help her and support her, but she needs to be willing to let Him in. I was surprised and pleased when she asked me if she could come along with me to church. I had wrote her a letter about a month or so ago about my meeting up with a few friends from church and that I had planned on returning. And the next letter I got from her was in repsonse to that one saying that she really wanted to go with me. That she felt like it could be something positive for her (duh) and help give her the strength to stay clean. It made me feel so good that she took the initiative to wanna come along. We'll see how that goes.

Okay... feeling extremely lethargic right now ....

say what?

Saw this and thought it was cute.... enjoy!




One fine October morning
in April, last July,
the moon fell on my window,
the rain shone in the sky.

The flowers sang quite sweetly.

The birds were in full bloom.
I dumped the neighbor’s garbage
inside our dining room.

My parents always praise me

for sneaking out of school.
They tell me not to study,
so I won’t be a fool.

My favorite food is spinach.

It makes my muscles small.
Each day I’m growing shorter—
soon I’ll be eight feet tall!

I’m saving up my money
to throw it all away.
I hope this poem annoys you,
so have a happy day.