The old brain is really pissing me off today. You know when you're trying to go about your everyday life but for some reason, its just not working. The wheels are turning way too fast about way too many things that you really don't want to think about. I've come to realize my biggest fears in life recently. They're all along the lines of wondering if I'm always going to be as ridiculously shy and cowardly as I am right now. Anyways, I sound pretty emo, but don't worry, I have more normal, surface fears too. Like having my blood taken, and being in the presence of over-sized statues. Oh, I also don't like walking in front of fake cannons (don't EVER go to the war memorial museum if you share this fear). Yeah so here are some goals I'll set for myself: 1) get my blood taken by an over-sized statue, 2) walk right up to the next fake cannon I see and introduce myself. My skin is crawling at the thought of it, and now I'm going to have crazy nightmares.
"To the Virgins, Make Much of Time" Ah yes, sweet Robert Herrick. Don't worry, I don't know who he is either...well not really. He wrote some poems a very long time ago, that's all you need to know. A little insane? I believe so. Completely off his rocker? I think not. Although I'm sure he loved his long fantasies about young girls taking advantage of their youth and beauty, maybe there was an inkling of reason to his warnings. It's more the carpé diem part of it that I'm referring to, although I kind of don't agree with that at the same time. For I do believe I will be here tomorrow, so this whole eat, drink, and be merry thing seems to be a hidden plot to get people fat and knocked up. And, yes, they too wake up the next morning. Anyways, I was getting at something a little more relevant to... anything? Yes, right, carpé diem, allow me to redefine it n my own words. "An attitude, which opens one's mind to all of the opportunities presented before them. This attitude also entails that one will grab these opportunities by the balls, and 'swing 'em around like they just don't care'. Sorry, um, as I was saying, pretty much don't be stupid and cowardly so you don't wake up the next morning full of regret. Regret sucks, especially when it's something you didn't do." Hmm, perhaps I should write a dictionary.
I couldn't figure out why people with blogs always found time to write in them, I've now realized it's a wonderful, never-before-experienced (for me) means of procrastination! It's always more fun to write about you and you problems, if only school would cater to our needs. Oh my, I just came up with an excellent idea, instead of a creative writing class or whatever, they should have a blogging class. That would be fantastic.
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okay my dad just walked into the room when i was reading your blog and he was like "milli vanilli?! he was found to be lip synching and was severely discredited as an artist!" and then he rofld for like 10 minutes.
but what i wanted to say was, calm down. you need some zen in your life. we could reorganize your furniture?
Mmmm, hmmm, I thought it was clever with the concept of my initials, but I don't think anyone's going to get it
P.S. It was actually two guys... with massive dread locks... or braids i'm not sure, don't you know about them?
no.
So far you're 2 for 2 on making me laugh out loud Meg. I just pictured you getting your blood taken by that statue we drive by sometimes on the way to grammas and then...well ofcourse I laughed.
And for the love of god, talk on the phone you two. And Nicole, Milli Vanilli created poignant and artistic music. Shame on you for not knowing who they are. What are you gonna do? Blame it on the rain?
i don't like holding the phone to my ear because i feel like i'm using too much muscle on one side of my body. then again, i hold the phone with my left hand and i write with my right one so i guess it balances out. is that weird?
I think the weird part is that you always hold the phone with the same hand... that can't be possible
Diz-orks
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