Thursday, August 28, 2014

am I back?

Wow look at this, I'm writing in my blog. My long lost, long extinct blog. Hmm, but what to say?... Do i have anything to say? Does anyone ever have anything to say? oh gosh, if I start this with questions, it will never end. Ok, so uh... I've read some people's blogs. Some are interesting and poetic...

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

--------------------------"Welcome to the wonderful world of not knowin what the hell's goin on"------------------ -Kate Austin to Juliette after finding themselves cuffed in the jungle (on LOST...

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Mood

Moods are so strange.They are crazy actually.How can something that is so fleeting and unpermanent create my entire world (that I live in, in the present). I constantly live in a world that is completely embalmed in a mood. A freakin MOOD! How can a MOOD do things that are....things that are so much...

Monday, February 16, 2009

maybe

Maybe what you thought you wanted to be, is exactly what you really should be, except, the way you previously viewed what that profession was, was not. The way it is in reality, however, is EXACTLY the thing for you!ma...

Saturday, January 31, 2009

wikiHow

On wikiHow I found this...."Be yourself. Much criticism is caused by people who are discontented with themselves, not with you. Your goal may be to open up completely to yourself and learn to be your own best friend by being completely honest with yourself. What do you want out of life? What makes you...

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Note to self: I apparently like talking about movies.wow ----- a ...

chic

I am one strange chicThats for sureGood G...

interesting

I have the some of the strangest tendencies.This is seriously just.....strangeHow absolutely bizzare is THIS?Weird......

focusing

Why, oh why is it so hard for me to focus on something and stick to it?Why does it seem like other people can do it just fine?Seriously......Grumph!! (that's all I have to s...

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

scared of what?

What am I scared of right now, you ask?Things. My things. In my room.Clearing and cleaning it. Scared of what will happen if I tried- because of what has happened all of the billions of times I have tried. Scared of the feelings and feeling my work is ultimately futile. Fear of not giving myself enough...