"You forgot about the house, you forgot about the ring
I remember everything, I just wanna hear you sing
I remember the love, right after the fights
You can't tell me you don't remember those nights
and if I would cry, then you would cry twice
To me you are the brightest star under sunlight
See take away my title, take away my stripes
You give me back my girl and you give me back my life
Give me back my girl and you give me back my life
See this is just a nightmare, so I blink twice
Open up my eyes hopin' she'd be in my sight
I remember the time, I wish I could bring it back
What she mean to me, is what I mean to rap"
-Weezy F. Baby
people do these like they are water up on myspace. i'm doing homework and i can barely finish one without slipping off track. haha here.
To whom did you last give the finger to?
-that does too muuuch.
Are you afraid of falling in love?
-i am not, thank you.
How many hours did you sleep last night ?
-7. minus the text interruptions, dang.
Ever given your all to someone who walked away?
-or ran. something like that.
Is there anyone you trust who you shouldn't?
-no no i got it in my pocket.
Do you think you would make a good lawyer?
-of course. but scratch that i'd make a better superhero.
Do you like winter?
-i do. it should hurry itself up.
Where is your number one on your top friends right now?
-prably preparing for snoooozin'.
Is there someone you can't stop thinking about?
-i'm all over the place so the thoughts get distributed evenly.
When someone walks out of your life, do you go after them or let them go?
-walk on playaaaa.
Is there someone you want to be with right now?
-hmmmmm i like this.
Do you like someone as more than a friend right now?
-that could be fun!
Have you held hands with anybody in the past week?
-whooooops.
Do you think the legal drinking age should be changed?
-naah.
Do you think you're old?
-hardly.
Who told you they loved you last?
-some fly chick.
What is bothering you the most right now?
-my blackberry is tweakin'.
How often do you hold back from saying what you are thinking?
-im mysterious.
What are you listening to?
-aesop rock.
Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?
-hmmm no.
Has a boy put their arm around you in the past 15 days?
-tis true.
Will you be in a relationship in 4 months?
-euhmmm....i dont see it in my planner but hey i might bummp into it.
Do you have a best friend?
-a handful.
Is it hard leaving people behind?
-not so much anymore.
Are you a cuddler?
-depends.
What are you excited for?
-friday friday friday.
What is wrong with you right now?
-no no whats wrong with you?
Ever kissed someone who smokes?
-not regularly.
Do you fall for people easily?
-i might trip but i have good balance.
Have you ever fallen asleep in someone's arms?
-mhm.
What was the reason you last cried?
-i got something in my eye...;)
What are you doing tonight?
-taking notes to help me study. who's getting A's? ohh, okay.
Would you ever dye your hair blonde?
-that would be a mistake.
Do you know anyone who is pregnant?
-yesm.
Have you bought any clothing items in the past week?
-i haven't, no.
Do you sing in the shower?
-i sang...everywhere.
What's on your mind right now?
-my bed.
How old do you look?
-hmm good question.
Are you happy with life?
-definately. i'm solid.
Can you handle the truth?
-i can.
Anything you'd like to say to anyone?
-i have words if they have time. halla at mee.
Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?
-everyone? oh brothaaa.
Did you cry today?
-i did the opposite a lot.
Do you miss anyone?
-i do.
Last person who text messaged you?
-victor.
Who was the last person you talked to on the telephone?
-im going to go with jennyson.
Who was the last person you had a picture with?
-uhmm kait or dani.
Who did you last go out to eat with?
-victor for lunch.
Do you have unlimited texting?
-i do.
Where is your phone?
-on my desk.
Who was the first person you talked to today?
-amy. she hooked my liiife up today.
What made you happy today?
-lots and lots.
When was the last time you had butterflies?
-i was standing by my car.
Who in your life has hurt you the most?
-like I'm going to put that shhhht on blast..
Are you drifting away from someone you were close with?
-not so much.
Anything you're giving up on?
-give up?
Have you ever punched a guy?
-yesssuh.
Are you waiting for something?
-hmmm not now no.
Do you have trust issues?
-doesnt everyone.
Do you care what people think about you?
-i'm all too fresh for that.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
164. Test one already?
Yikes. Welcome back was more like a swift kick with an additional ten books to carry around in my new backpack. That's right...new backpaaack. I tried to find a green one. I then decided green was out and north face was in. Stylish!
I was eating dinner tonight at my grandmas. She turns to my dad and goes "Michael all the nuns are leaving the church did I tell you yet?" He turns to her straight faced and says "oh ya, march of the penguins."
hahahahah. No really...hahahhahhaha.
Dani called me the 8th wonder of the world on Friday. What an honor eh? She's my loverfriend you should be kicking yourself riiiight...now.
I find myself at a crossroads many times in my days deciphering between thoughts that I shouldn't be concerning myself with, and thoughts that could mean everything if I spend enough time that I obviously don't have on them. Let me tell you this now, I usually choose the first one to ponder upon. As do most of us...take a look. There are a million pieces within us making us tick. There are pieces of past (despite the many attempts for humans to claim that they are moved on from it), there are pieces of present, of future wishes (those shouldn't be held too tightly...they will change I tell you), pieces of desire, of loyalty, of truth and lies and the fine lines in between.
I feel like I'm in a silly place with that wonderful Gnarles Barkley music video where the man rips out his heart and places it on the table in front of the woman who just broke up with him. He says "this is yours now". She is confused and he explains that from now on no matter who he is with or who he meets they are in a comparison to that girl until they both find a new person to fill the void if it's at all possible. How ironic and bold and wise that man is. If it were ever that easy, in any situation...to just take our hearts right out of our bodies and give them to somebody who they actually belong to. Anyone knows that the minute they've discovered that the human life can actually feel for another in a loving sense (by loving I mean not only concerning with yourself in a day to day manner), the heart that belonged to one...now belongs to two now and forever more whether it be the same person your whole life...or many throughout years. You can try and take it back...take it back to one...but good luck on that. Mind over matter I suppose. And when the body is tired exercise your mind. What I'm trying to say is that I am in a position now a days that stands back and watches people from a distance. I'm an observer. That could be such a dangerous place. Nevertheless I feel safe for now...in me...with me.
ramble ramble ramble ramble.
I feel like these posts just carry so much stuff in them. They turn from happy to sappy in the blink of an eye and that's why it doesn't matter what kind of day you have...this will cure it.
creative and fun and I just want to dance, dammit. So I shall. =]
"individually wrapped placed in neat little rows becoming a piece of everything that grows, some numbers, a name, to indicate you played the game, came empty handed and left the same, a soul is a soul and a shell is a shell, the border in between is full of everything you felt"
Adios pretty people. Write on til we all say right on. Have a nice week and create some good out there...we all could use it!
Peace, blessings, truth, and some captain crunch. =]
I was eating dinner tonight at my grandmas. She turns to my dad and goes "Michael all the nuns are leaving the church did I tell you yet?" He turns to her straight faced and says "oh ya, march of the penguins."
hahahahah. No really...hahahhahhaha.
Dani called me the 8th wonder of the world on Friday. What an honor eh? She's my loverfriend you should be kicking yourself riiiight...now.
I find myself at a crossroads many times in my days deciphering between thoughts that I shouldn't be concerning myself with, and thoughts that could mean everything if I spend enough time that I obviously don't have on them. Let me tell you this now, I usually choose the first one to ponder upon. As do most of us...take a look. There are a million pieces within us making us tick. There are pieces of past (despite the many attempts for humans to claim that they are moved on from it), there are pieces of present, of future wishes (those shouldn't be held too tightly...they will change I tell you), pieces of desire, of loyalty, of truth and lies and the fine lines in between.
I feel like I'm in a silly place with that wonderful Gnarles Barkley music video where the man rips out his heart and places it on the table in front of the woman who just broke up with him. He says "this is yours now". She is confused and he explains that from now on no matter who he is with or who he meets they are in a comparison to that girl until they both find a new person to fill the void if it's at all possible. How ironic and bold and wise that man is. If it were ever that easy, in any situation...to just take our hearts right out of our bodies and give them to somebody who they actually belong to. Anyone knows that the minute they've discovered that the human life can actually feel for another in a loving sense (by loving I mean not only concerning with yourself in a day to day manner), the heart that belonged to one...now belongs to two now and forever more whether it be the same person your whole life...or many throughout years. You can try and take it back...take it back to one...but good luck on that. Mind over matter I suppose. And when the body is tired exercise your mind. What I'm trying to say is that I am in a position now a days that stands back and watches people from a distance. I'm an observer. That could be such a dangerous place. Nevertheless I feel safe for now...in me...with me.
ramble ramble ramble ramble.
I feel like these posts just carry so much stuff in them. They turn from happy to sappy in the blink of an eye and that's why it doesn't matter what kind of day you have...this will cure it.
creative and fun and I just want to dance, dammit. So I shall. =]
"individually wrapped placed in neat little rows becoming a piece of everything that grows, some numbers, a name, to indicate you played the game, came empty handed and left the same, a soul is a soul and a shell is a shell, the border in between is full of everything you felt"
Adios pretty people. Write on til we all say right on. Have a nice week and create some good out there...we all could use it!
Peace, blessings, truth, and some captain crunch. =]
Friday, September 26, 2008
163. Hi new ways.
This week turned out very well. Classes are better than expected. I suppose it was more positive than I had thought. Welcome to being an upper division.
Thank you to everyone who wished me luck this week. It helped. I'm sorry if I didn't hit you back. The MIA Ashley crept up when no one was looking. It did mean a lot to know that I had so many encouraging me. You guys rock. I lag.
I'm thankful at the end of this school week for many things. My new classes- further, the ability to be able to attend an institution of higher learning. I wake up and go to school each morning and many days act as though its a chore. There's millions of people in the world kicking themselves for never attending college and/or never being able to go (whatever situation surrounded them). For that...I'm thankful I have been blessed with this privilege. I'm thankful for Victor and his never ending support. It's good to have him back. He never fails with the surprises on my car haha. I'm thankful for Kaitlynn and Dani...miles and miles away but very curious of how my days have gone and continue to go. They help me be a better me. I am thankful for Jenny. I'm thankful she is there...whenever...wherever...forever. Lastly this week I am thankful for Taylor. I suppose it really does take a situation to make you step back and realize how precious life and family are. My heart never sank further with that phone call. I always have said that blood is thicker than water...but to actually feel it running on my insides like a frantic panic...that's another thing coming. And how quickly family bands together in situations like that. So beautiful...and so strong. You're one tough cookie, Tay. Take it easy this weekend little brother. You mean the entire big ol world to me and I wouldn't be halfway to where I was or am going without you right by my side.
Mistakes happen. It's inevitable and life would be so trivial and boring without the birth..the rebirth...the third birth (you see where this is headed) of mistakes. I don't believe that each and every person should be sent in a corner for their mistakes. Only...if they don't wish to correct them...learn from them...and move on. I spoke to someone today about emotion. As soon as an emotion is ignited or if you were to go with the latter, cut off....things change. Situations change. Bottom line...grow. Grow up. Grow out. Don't create a pattern of similarities if they are in bad taste. It's just not cooooool, ya knuh?
I'm out after my class at noon tomorrow. Catch me if you can. I'll be invisible.
Peace, Blessings...and Prayers for Health. Have a beautiful weekend ya'll. Create it.
Thank you to everyone who wished me luck this week. It helped. I'm sorry if I didn't hit you back. The MIA Ashley crept up when no one was looking. It did mean a lot to know that I had so many encouraging me. You guys rock. I lag.
I'm thankful at the end of this school week for many things. My new classes- further, the ability to be able to attend an institution of higher learning. I wake up and go to school each morning and many days act as though its a chore. There's millions of people in the world kicking themselves for never attending college and/or never being able to go (whatever situation surrounded them). For that...I'm thankful I have been blessed with this privilege. I'm thankful for Victor and his never ending support. It's good to have him back. He never fails with the surprises on my car haha. I'm thankful for Kaitlynn and Dani...miles and miles away but very curious of how my days have gone and continue to go. They help me be a better me. I am thankful for Jenny. I'm thankful she is there...whenever...wherever...forever. Lastly this week I am thankful for Taylor. I suppose it really does take a situation to make you step back and realize how precious life and family are. My heart never sank further with that phone call. I always have said that blood is thicker than water...but to actually feel it running on my insides like a frantic panic...that's another thing coming. And how quickly family bands together in situations like that. So beautiful...and so strong. You're one tough cookie, Tay. Take it easy this weekend little brother. You mean the entire big ol world to me and I wouldn't be halfway to where I was or am going without you right by my side.
Mistakes happen. It's inevitable and life would be so trivial and boring without the birth..the rebirth...the third birth (you see where this is headed) of mistakes. I don't believe that each and every person should be sent in a corner for their mistakes. Only...if they don't wish to correct them...learn from them...and move on. I spoke to someone today about emotion. As soon as an emotion is ignited or if you were to go with the latter, cut off....things change. Situations change. Bottom line...grow. Grow up. Grow out. Don't create a pattern of similarities if they are in bad taste. It's just not cooooool, ya knuh?
I'm out after my class at noon tomorrow. Catch me if you can. I'll be invisible.
Peace, Blessings...and Prayers for Health. Have a beautiful weekend ya'll. Create it.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
162. So long sleep...
Hello the rest of the quarter. Tomorrow I start school. Cool? Cool. I'm ready to get going.
Not much going on. I've got lots to do before tomorrow.
Here ya go. Kaitlynn now refers to him as "little pants". I thought Victor and I were going to laugh forevaa eva. Haha.
I'm nothin more than memories
Memories she keep forever
She always dream about me
Wish she could sleep forever
Not much going on. I've got lots to do before tomorrow.
Here ya go. Kaitlynn now refers to him as "little pants". I thought Victor and I were going to laugh forevaa eva. Haha.
I'm nothin more than memories
Memories she keep forever
She always dream about me
Wish she could sleep forever
Monday, September 22, 2008
161. Dreams. Dreams? Dreams!
I'm hanging out with Kaitlynn yesterday, having a nice time watching a movie...and she comes at me with this. "Ash I had a dream that you drowned!!!"
...hmm....okay, no that's cool. I mean...no big thing.
Sike. Take the opposite of that, and you have my entire reaction.
The dream goes like this:
Kaitlynn is the lifeguard at this huge swimming facility. There are tons of babies, kids, and adults swimming around. Everyone starts to drown. Kaitlynn (single handily) saves every single person...except one. So she's saving babies left and right throwing people out of the water like superguard or something and she hops out of the water and that's that. Her boss comes over and says "There is one adult female that's unaccounted for. When she washes up on shore hide her in the closet". Meanwhile while her boss is speaking she sees the adult female on the bottom of the pool. She sees a body lying there underneath the water but makes no move to save or tell her boss about the body. She just watches it. Moments later, after her boss leaves, the body washes up to shore. Low and behold...its yours truly. Apparently I'm dry...wearing clothes and my hair is perfect. I spit out water...I'm alive. Kait finally sees that it's me that washed up...and wakes up.
My first thoughts? Apparently Kaitlynn has some resentment towards me. Watching me drown. I'm joking. I freaked...a little. I'm paranoid like that. Or I can be. I called miss wonderful and she told me what it really meant.
Kaitlynn subconsciously knows that I can save myself from my own hard times. Although it may seem like she let me drown...she didn't. She knew the whole time that I would make it. Kaitlynn saved the ones who needed saving. I'm able to save myself. It shows that Kaitlynn knows that I'm going through something right now that is alittle hard for me. This is symbolized by me drowning underwater. She also knows that I can and will make it on my own once again and she will be right there when I find a way to the surface again...right next to me. She watches me under right now...but I suppose it's something that I need to do alone.
I'm not waving, I'm drowning.
And that, my friends, is the most real piece of my life at the moment. When other people are dreaming it? Haha...now I know its real.
I had a beautiful dinner with Kaitlynn and Victor tonight. We went to on the border and it turned out to be like a hug from the inside. Tacos. =]
and as the summer's ending,
the cold air rush your hard heart away.
you were so condescending,
and this is all that's left
scraping paper to document.
i've packed a change of clothes...and it's time to move on.
Welcome, Fall. I'm ready to see some leaves turn gold again.
Peace and Blessings ya'll. Have an excellent week.
...hmm....okay, no that's cool. I mean...no big thing.
Sike. Take the opposite of that, and you have my entire reaction.
The dream goes like this:
Kaitlynn is the lifeguard at this huge swimming facility. There are tons of babies, kids, and adults swimming around. Everyone starts to drown. Kaitlynn (single handily) saves every single person...except one. So she's saving babies left and right throwing people out of the water like superguard or something and she hops out of the water and that's that. Her boss comes over and says "There is one adult female that's unaccounted for. When she washes up on shore hide her in the closet". Meanwhile while her boss is speaking she sees the adult female on the bottom of the pool. She sees a body lying there underneath the water but makes no move to save or tell her boss about the body. She just watches it. Moments later, after her boss leaves, the body washes up to shore. Low and behold...its yours truly. Apparently I'm dry...wearing clothes and my hair is perfect. I spit out water...I'm alive. Kait finally sees that it's me that washed up...and wakes up.
My first thoughts? Apparently Kaitlynn has some resentment towards me. Watching me drown. I'm joking. I freaked...a little. I'm paranoid like that. Or I can be. I called miss wonderful and she told me what it really meant.
Kaitlynn subconsciously knows that I can save myself from my own hard times. Although it may seem like she let me drown...she didn't. She knew the whole time that I would make it. Kaitlynn saved the ones who needed saving. I'm able to save myself. It shows that Kaitlynn knows that I'm going through something right now that is a
I'm not waving, I'm drowning.
And that, my friends, is the most real piece of my life at the moment. When other people are dreaming it? Haha...now I know its real.
I had a beautiful dinner with Kaitlynn and Victor tonight. We went to on the border and it turned out to be like a hug from the inside. Tacos. =]
and as the summer's ending,
the cold air rush your hard heart away.
you were so condescending,
and this is all that's left
scraping paper to document.
i've packed a change of clothes...and it's time to move on.
Welcome, Fall. I'm ready to see some leaves turn gold again.
Peace and Blessings ya'll. Have an excellent week.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
160. One week left.
The countdown begins. That's a reoccurring thing on this site isn't it? I apologize. Countdowns are fun though. We as people condition ourselves to countdowns to make days with nothing going on seem shorter. No where neaaar Buddhism but I've decided to hold off on trying that out until I retire. There needs to be a little fire under me at all times. -The countdown begins until school starts officially. Seven days and I start classes. Things will change. I will once again be running around like a mad woman. I love school. I'll be hating school by the end of my first week buuut until then I'll claim that I adore this whole learning process. At least I'm in the home stretch...sort of. Halfway done with the race...there..thats better.
Tomorrow I'm volunteering. I believe everyone should volunteer. By volunteer I mean willingly people. Not because someone makes you or forces you to go count hours to write off for school or for a project or because it looks wonderful on a resume. Perks? Absolutely. But...go volunteer. Go do something good for someone or something else without having to be prompted. Do it simply because you want to better yourself with the experience and better the organization that you are volunteering for. Be the change because you yourself can do something. Totally sounded like an add straight out of a church bulletin or a political magazine but that's not what it was intended for. Haha go do it folks.
Sidenote: Thank you Kaitlynn for not glancing at your syllabus thus making my Thursday night free again. The club is no place for you...or I for that matter. Yikes....phew. =]
"If you really want to hurt your parents, and you don't have the nerve to be gay, the least you can do is go into the arts. I'm not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something." - Kurt Vonnegut
That is from one of the greatest books I have ever read. I'm very thankful I did read it. I'll end up reading it about 5 or 6 more times in my lifetime I imagine. Kurt Vonnegut is one of the greatest authors I have ever come across. He turns your brain sideways. I believe that everyone needs a little of that.
I feel like a lot of people could use this song this week, myself included. Enjoy guys..girls...beings...wonderful wonderful beings. =]
and blessings.
Tomorrow I'm volunteering. I believe everyone should volunteer. By volunteer I mean willingly people. Not because someone makes you or forces you to go count hours to write off for school or for a project or because it looks wonderful on a resume. Perks? Absolutely. But...go volunteer. Go do something good for someone or something else without having to be prompted. Do it simply because you want to better yourself with the experience and better the organization that you are volunteering for. Be the change because you yourself can do something. Totally sounded like an add straight out of a church bulletin or a political magazine but that's not what it was intended for. Haha go do it folks.
Sidenote: Thank you Kaitlynn for not glancing at your syllabus thus making my Thursday night free again. The club is no place for you...or I for that matter. Yikes....phew. =]
"If you really want to hurt your parents, and you don't have the nerve to be gay, the least you can do is go into the arts. I'm not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something." - Kurt Vonnegut
That is from one of the greatest books I have ever read. I'm very thankful I did read it. I'll end up reading it about 5 or 6 more times in my lifetime I imagine. Kurt Vonnegut is one of the greatest authors I have ever come across. He turns your brain sideways. I believe that everyone needs a little of that.
I feel like a lot of people could use this song this week, myself included. Enjoy guys..girls...beings...wonderful wonderful beings. =]
and blessings.
Monday, September 15, 2008
159. Ancient Chinese Proverb
"Take your time up the mountain, the view isn't going anywhere."
Beautiful, eh?
Happy Monday! The good Lord has blessed us with another week and that is a very cool thing for him to do. I hope everyone's Monday was bearable. Sorry I've been a little out of touch. I'm real good at disappearing sometimes. That's a bummer not only for others but for myself as well. I need to learn how to stick around. MIA is not the way, but it's just so fun being mysterious.
There's going to be so so much going on in this. Ready?
Happiness is...
-warm weather.
-my wwjd bracelet.
-green walls.
-my travie poster. (thanks kailey)
-the gym class heroes cd.
-the day when i try orchata.
-blackberry when its silent.
-my new bluetooth.
-big bed.
-prayers.
-P.O.S.
-live for a living. (once i can find it)
-my desk.
-sleep.
-the trumpet.
-books courtesy of another.
-hot cheetos.
-kaitlynn because shes THE greatest.
-dani because she knows...everything.
-taylor because she creates laughter.
-kelly because she listens to the same story everyday and still comes back.
-jenny because she makes days easier.
-the club...thursday...for kaitlynn.
-popcorn.
-captain crunch and regis and kelly.
-oprah.
-having one week until school starts.
-being excited that i only have one week til school starts.
-one tree hill.
-driving.
-alameda.
-alameda.
-alameda.
-asking kait to hook me up with a friend and her thinking i mean "hook up". hmm?
-burberry.
-victor coming home in less than a week.
-my child. (dakine)
-poetry.
-buddy wakefield.
-softball.
-aim.
-dancing in the dining room.
-volunteering.
-letters love sabrina.
-making sense of madness...by myself.
-waking up smiling.
-the sun.
-the moon.
-the stars.
-petco.
-geckos.
-pink.
-what?
-yes.
-cow flashlights. be jealous.
-bedtime.
and because kaitlynn makes me laugh oh so much. and i do the very very same for her. she was writing a 5 page paper and stressing so...i think of a funny situation and i express it to her. oh kaitlynn she loves my jokes.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:45:28 PM): i need to network myself
Asoulfoolwonder (10:45:32 PM): do you understand?
dance4mee3 (10:45:41 PM): ummmm are you asking me to hook you up???
Asoulfoolwonder (10:45:47 PM): oh nooooo
Asoulfoolwonder (10:45:52 PM): god no.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:46:07 PM): i need a friend. a cool new friend.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:49:34 PM): find some
dance4mee3 (10:49:42 PM): yea cuz its soooooo easy
Asoulfoolwonder (10:49:50 PM): find hutchie
dance4mee3 (10:50:47 PM): haha
dance4mee3 (10:50:48 PM): ooook
Asoulfoolwonder (10:51:02 PM): yes
Asoulfoolwonder (10:51:15 PM): be like i have this really great sister...
Asoulfoolwonder (10:51:37 PM): shes a hottie and she will recite poetry to you! over tea or coffee and she has money in the bank so shawty what you drank?
dance4mee3 (10:52:10 PM): oooohhhhh my gosh
dance4mee3 (10:52:13 PM): i just laughed hard
Asoulfoolwonder (10:52:15 PM): she likes captain crunch and hot cheetos and it doesnt take much to make her content. maybe a new pair of vans or a walk in a park. she sings and makes cds.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:52:27 PM): tempting? tempted to touch?
dance4mee3 (10:52:42 PM): ahhahahahahahhaha
dance4mee3 (10:52:44 PM): oh wow
Asoulfoolwonder (10:52:47 PM): lol
dance4mee3 (10:52:47 PM): oh woooooooow
dance4mee3 (10:52:49 PM): hahaha
dance4mee3 (10:52:53 PM): that would win me over
dance4mee3 (10:53:00 PM): dani said she would tap that
Asoulfoolwonder (10:53:17 PM): tell dani im right here waiting.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:54:31 PM): im smart. i smell good. im an excellent driver. i dance in the car. i dont like raviolis but only because they make me choke and i wouldnt be able to speak and lets be honest...i catch most people with this voice...
Asoulfoolwonder (10:55:00 PM): you for real....need to write this down in a book and carry it. juuust incase someone comes along. i know you'll forget this. dont forget this.
dance4mee3 (10:55:11 PM): hahahahahhahahaahahahahahhaha
dance4mee3 (10:55:16 PM): you have no idea how funny this is
Asoulfoolwonder (10:56:02 PM): this is real life my good friend. this is real life and if you take it as such then it will all be smooth sailing.
dance4mee3 (10:56:48 PM): hahahaahahaha
Asoulfoolwonder (10:57:01 PM): i could go on and on...
Asoulfoolwonder (10:57:18 PM): im a catch kaitlynn. now put out the bait.
dance4mee3 (10:58:14 PM): haha i know you are
dance4mee3 (10:58:15 PM): so am i
Asoulfoolwonder (10:58:45 PM): yes. we both are. and count dani in on that one too.
dance4mee3 (11:06:28 PM): perfect
haha right? Have a wonderful week everybody. Remember, smile.
Peace and Blessings.
Beautiful, eh?
Happy Monday! The good Lord has blessed us with another week and that is a very cool thing for him to do. I hope everyone's Monday was bearable. Sorry I've been a little out of touch. I'm real good at disappearing sometimes. That's a bummer not only for others but for myself as well. I need to learn how to stick around. MIA is not the way, but it's just so fun being mysterious.
There's going to be so so much going on in this. Ready?
Happiness is...
-warm weather.
-my wwjd bracelet.
-green walls.
-my travie poster. (thanks kailey)
-the gym class heroes cd.
-the day when i try orchata.
-blackberry when its silent.
-my new bluetooth.
-big bed.
-prayers.
-P.O.S.
-live for a living. (once i can find it)
-my desk.
-sleep.
-the trumpet.
-books courtesy of another.
-hot cheetos.
-kaitlynn because shes THE greatest.
-dani because she knows...everything.
-taylor because she creates laughter.
-kelly because she listens to the same story everyday and still comes back.
-jenny because she makes days easier.
-the club...thursday...for kaitlynn.
-popcorn.
-captain crunch and regis and kelly.
-oprah.
-having one week until school starts.
-being excited that i only have one week til school starts.
-one tree hill.
-driving.
-alameda.
-alameda.
-alameda.
-asking kait to hook me up with a friend and her thinking i mean "hook up". hmm?
-burberry.
-victor coming home in less than a week.
-my child. (dakine)
-poetry.
-buddy wakefield.
-softball.
-aim.
-dancing in the dining room.
-volunteering.
-letters love sabrina.
-making sense of madness...by myself.
-waking up smiling.
-the sun.
-the moon.
-the stars.
-petco.
-geckos.
-pink.
-what?
-yes.
-cow flashlights. be jealous.
-bedtime.
and because kaitlynn makes me laugh oh so much. and i do the very very same for her. she was writing a 5 page paper and stressing so...i think of a funny situation and i express it to her. oh kaitlynn she loves my jokes.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:45:28 PM): i need to network myself
Asoulfoolwonder (10:45:32 PM): do you understand?
dance4mee3 (10:45:41 PM): ummmm are you asking me to hook you up???
Asoulfoolwonder (10:45:47 PM): oh nooooo
Asoulfoolwonder (10:45:52 PM): god no.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:46:07 PM): i need a friend. a cool new friend.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:49:34 PM): find some
dance4mee3 (10:49:42 PM): yea cuz its soooooo easy
Asoulfoolwonder (10:49:50 PM): find hutchie
dance4mee3 (10:50:47 PM): haha
dance4mee3 (10:50:48 PM): ooook
Asoulfoolwonder (10:51:02 PM): yes
Asoulfoolwonder (10:51:15 PM): be like i have this really great sister...
Asoulfoolwonder (10:51:37 PM): shes a hottie and she will recite poetry to you! over tea or coffee and she has money in the bank so shawty what you drank?
dance4mee3 (10:52:10 PM): oooohhhhh my gosh
dance4mee3 (10:52:13 PM): i just laughed hard
Asoulfoolwonder (10:52:15 PM): she likes captain crunch and hot cheetos and it doesnt take much to make her content. maybe a new pair of vans or a walk in a park. she sings and makes cds.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:52:27 PM): tempting? tempted to touch?
dance4mee3 (10:52:42 PM): ahhahahahahahhaha
dance4mee3 (10:52:44 PM): oh wow
Asoulfoolwonder (10:52:47 PM): lol
dance4mee3 (10:52:47 PM): oh woooooooow
dance4mee3 (10:52:49 PM): hahaha
dance4mee3 (10:52:53 PM): that would win me over
dance4mee3 (10:53:00 PM): dani said she would tap that
Asoulfoolwonder (10:53:17 PM): tell dani im right here waiting.
Asoulfoolwonder (10:54:31 PM): im smart. i smell good. im an excellent driver. i dance in the car. i dont like raviolis but only because they make me choke and i wouldnt be able to speak and lets be honest...i catch most people with this voice...
Asoulfoolwonder (10:55:00 PM): you for real....need to write this down in a book and carry it. juuust incase someone comes along. i know you'll forget this. dont forget this.
dance4mee3 (10:55:11 PM): hahahahahhahahaahahahahahhaha
dance4mee3 (10:55:16 PM): you have no idea how funny this is
Asoulfoolwonder (10:56:02 PM): this is real life my good friend. this is real life and if you take it as such then it will all be smooth sailing.
dance4mee3 (10:56:48 PM): hahahaahahaha
Asoulfoolwonder (10:57:01 PM): i could go on and on...
Asoulfoolwonder (10:57:18 PM): im a catch kaitlynn. now put out the bait.
dance4mee3 (10:58:14 PM): haha i know you are
dance4mee3 (10:58:15 PM): so am i
Asoulfoolwonder (10:58:45 PM): yes. we both are. and count dani in on that one too.
dance4mee3 (11:06:28 PM): perfect
haha right? Have a wonderful week everybody. Remember, smile.
Peace and Blessings.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
158. Before today, the last time
I was in a parking garage, I was getting flowers and butterflies.
Today I was with my parents, about to get a desk, not hearing the echo of my heartbeat- but the echo of engines.
Before today, the last time
I was in a book store, I was reading things that weren't picked out by me and sitting on the floor of an isle that is foreign to most people.
Today I was with my parents, looking for a book that no one could seem to find in that bookstore. It was all just as well though, standing up reading in that place doesn't make sense to me anymore.
I was Ikea bound today. I woke up before the sun did and I'm pretty sure I heard applauding from my insides, but they were being sarcastic...haha. I took a trip to Oakland, then Alameda for some of the best hole in the wall breakfast food you will ever find in your life. After breakfast came the reintroduction to the navy base. A lot has reformed since I had been there last. Nothing about the buildings changed, just their stories and the products that come out of those old hangers. Ikea was up next. It was my very first time at Ikea, (I know, I know...where the - have I been?!) and I was pretty excited. I learned...quickly though...that in order to feel complete in Ikea, you must be with child. "With child" meaning unborn in the womb, infant in stroller, toddler waddling...something. That place...is compleeeetely babies r' us reborn. I kid you not. The funny part about this is...that store...not baby proof. Notttt baby proof. We are talking metal bars, high beds, hot lamps, glass dishware. And nothing gets broken? Am I missing something? Is there a forcefield once walking into Ikea conforming these tiny creatures into well behaved, uncurious beings? Ikea was cool, yo but there was lots going on. Moral...I need a child. Woah, kidding. Real moral...next time I travel to Ikea I'm taking a pillow and placing it under my shirt.
That's the story for today. Check my myspace for a poem later tonight. You might be surprised...its...different.
and because james morrison always makes sense...and this girl has pipes...and these lyrics are anything...everything...something.
Peace and Blessings
Today I was with my parents, about to get a desk, not hearing the echo of my heartbeat- but the echo of engines.
Before today, the last time
I was in a book store, I was reading things that weren't picked out by me and sitting on the floor of an isle that is foreign to most people.
Today I was with my parents, looking for a book that no one could seem to find in that bookstore. It was all just as well though, standing up reading in that place doesn't make sense to me anymore.
I was Ikea bound today. I woke up before the sun did and I'm pretty sure I heard applauding from my insides, but they were being sarcastic...haha. I took a trip to Oakland, then Alameda for some of the best hole in the wall breakfast food you will ever find in your life. After breakfast came the reintroduction to the navy base. A lot has reformed since I had been there last. Nothing about the buildings changed, just their stories and the products that come out of those old hangers. Ikea was up next. It was my very first time at Ikea, (I know, I know...where the - have I been?!) and I was pretty excited. I learned...quickly though...that in order to feel complete in Ikea, you must be with child. "With child" meaning unborn in the womb, infant in stroller, toddler waddling...something. That place...is compleeeetely babies r' us reborn. I kid you not. The funny part about this is...that store...not baby proof. Notttt baby proof. We are talking metal bars, high beds, hot lamps, glass dishware. And nothing gets broken? Am I missing something? Is there a forcefield once walking into Ikea conforming these tiny creatures into well behaved, uncurious beings? Ikea was cool, yo but there was lots going on. Moral...I need a child. Woah, kidding. Real moral...next time I travel to Ikea I'm taking a pillow and placing it under my shirt.
That's the story for today. Check my myspace for a poem later tonight. You might be surprised...its...different.
and because james morrison always makes sense...and this girl has pipes...and these lyrics are anything...everything...something.
Peace and Blessings
Thursday, September 11, 2008
157. Pitch black Channel shades
classy as she wanna be. I could tell by the jock swaagg that she kinda wanted me.
Hello friends, readers, creepers, feelers, lovers, and everyone else-
I usually post late at night. Mainly because I have lots going on in the day. I decided this morning to post up a little something before I get the day moving.
Yesterday Jenny brought me hot cheetos...just because. She knows the sure way to my heart. Haha but seriously...I'm pretty sure that's the only way to capture me. I'm illusive and exclusive. Hot cheetos are the kryptonite to my breakdown- breakdown in a sappy like a tree way. I melt. Maybe because of the intense heat session going on in my mouth with every bite. I was speaking more on the figurative side though. However I suppose when it's thought about...literal meaning makes that quite funny. =]
I always speak about music. Sooo today I'm posting music. It's a little bit of everything folks. Use it for homework, use it for crying, use it for dancing, use it as therapy...whatever you need...this playlist should find a good spot in everyone's day today.
Songs on repeat for now from that-
This is Home - Switchfoot.
That One - P.O.S.
Favorite new song...for now...is "that one" by POS. I just discovered it a few days ago and its been on repeat on repeat on repeat. If you have the time...go google those lyrics. Either that or listen verrrrry closely. Better yet...do both.
Take a moment to remember September 11th today. Take a few moments to remember September 11th. We live in the best place in the entire world, folks. I thank God every single day for that.
Peace and Blessings.
Hello friends, readers, creepers, feelers, lovers, and everyone else-
I usually post late at night. Mainly because I have lots going on in the day. I decided this morning to post up a little something before I get the day moving.
Yesterday Jenny brought me hot cheetos...just because. She knows the sure way to my heart. Haha but seriously...I'm pretty sure that's the only way to capture me. I'm illusive and exclusive. Hot cheetos are the kryptonite to my breakdown- breakdown in a sappy like a tree way. I melt. Maybe because of the intense heat session going on in my mouth with every bite. I was speaking more on the figurative side though. However I suppose when it's thought about...literal meaning makes that quite funny. =]
I always speak about music. Sooo today I'm posting music. It's a little bit of everything folks. Use it for homework, use it for crying, use it for dancing, use it as therapy...whatever you need...this playlist should find a good spot in everyone's day today.
Songs on repeat for now from that-
This is Home - Switchfoot.
That One - P.O.S.
Favorite new song...for now...is "that one" by POS. I just discovered it a few days ago and its been on repeat on repeat on repeat. If you have the time...go google those lyrics. Either that or listen verrrrry closely. Better yet...do both.
Take a moment to remember September 11th today. Take a few moments to remember September 11th. We live in the best place in the entire world, folks. I thank God every single day for that.
Peace and Blessings.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
156. It all comes back around.
I thought I believed in karma. Then I thought I believed in karma to a certain extent. I'm furthering away from believing in karma; however. Almost because I can't quite see it. I haven't been able to see it in years. There's no sense waiting around for that type of thing anyway. Seeing is not believing. Believing is seeing. With that said, I have some living to do peopleeee.
I'm sick of writing emo blogs. I'm the moment, folks.
My room is green which makes me feel like I am embraced by my favorite color every single day until I leave my cave once again. It makes my father feel like he never wants to paint again...and it makes Taylor feel like she's in the inside of a grape. Wouldn't that be fun? Maybe I'll make paint a new fashion statement since it doesn't quite seem to know how to rub off in the shower. Eh no biggie, I'll just go grab some shoes to match it. ;)
Music is helping me through my days. Victor introduced me to a man named David Gray. This musician is incredibly talented. Missy Higgins, Metro Station, Rob Blackledge, David Ryan Harris and Niia have also been on repeat lately. I'm a huge fan of repeating songs. If you are with me...and I find a song that I enjoy, don't be surprised if I hit the repeat button about 6 or 7 times. Good music is meant to be played over and over. I don't think I wear songs out...I believe I let songs take me away. They are part of the healing process. No matter the hurt, they aren't going anywhere...not until I feel better.
I recently looked at myself in the mirror...trying to empower myself to raise my heart and understand that I am not supposed to.."get" everything. By get I mean understand, comprehend, verify. Going with the flow never felt so -brick wall like- if you will. I think as these days pass I'm finally understanding why I'm not supposed to reason with all that happens in my path. I can only do so much. My path moves every which way and although I have gotten quite good at navigation throughout the years, some boulders never seem to go back to being pebbles. I will never again say that the good man lost the fight. The good man merely stayed...the good man. And the other...lost the good man. Nothing more to say...because that's as close to the raw truth as anyone will ever get. I will continue on this trek to be the best me I can be. Bring it on boulders. I'm ready to use you as skipping stones.
How's that for self empowerment..
Until next time...
and blessings. =]
I'm sick of writing emo blogs. I'm the moment, folks.
My room is green which makes me feel like I am embraced by my favorite color every single day until I leave my cave once again. It makes my father feel like he never wants to paint again...and it makes Taylor feel like she's in the inside of a grape. Wouldn't that be fun? Maybe I'll make paint a new fashion statement since it doesn't quite seem to know how to rub off in the shower. Eh no biggie, I'll just go grab some shoes to match it. ;)
Music is helping me through my days. Victor introduced me to a man named David Gray. This musician is incredibly talented. Missy Higgins, Metro Station, Rob Blackledge, David Ryan Harris and Niia have also been on repeat lately. I'm a huge fan of repeating songs. If you are with me...and I find a song that I enjoy, don't be surprised if I hit the repeat button about 6 or 7 times. Good music is meant to be played over and over. I don't think I wear songs out...I believe I let songs take me away. They are part of the healing process. No matter the hurt, they aren't going anywhere...not until I feel better.
I recently looked at myself in the mirror...trying to empower myself to raise my heart and understand that I am not supposed to.."get" everything. By get I mean understand, comprehend, verify. Going with the flow never felt so -brick wall like- if you will. I think as these days pass I'm finally understanding why I'm not supposed to reason with all that happens in my path. I can only do so much. My path moves every which way and although I have gotten quite good at navigation throughout the years, some boulders never seem to go back to being pebbles. I will never again say that the good man lost the fight. The good man merely stayed...the good man. And the other...lost the good man. Nothing more to say...because that's as close to the raw truth as anyone will ever get. I will continue on this trek to be the best me I can be. Bring it on boulders. I'm ready to use you as skipping stones.
How's that for self empowerment..
Until next time...
and blessings. =]
Friday, September 5, 2008
155. Round stepping stones
Hey everyone.
First I'd like to say thank you to everyone who reads this. Just recently I've been actually recognizing that people do read this silly thing. It means a lot to know that you are placing your eyes where my heart and mind has been. So with that said...thank you, I'm humbled.
I haven't written one in a while. Victor sort of inspired me to throw caution to the wind with this. Thank you Victor.
Yesterday I started a letter
to let her-know how I was beating;
fairing to fairplay the dawn and picture us
from upon what was once known as a dream.
It would seem to be smooth until the band had to move
and there was no more music coming from your words
and verbs turned into nouns and stationary objects
and the object was to sit frozen;
the world has stopped now that you're not here
and you cant hear...you became deaf
when you left me to not have the chance to explain
the happenings that happened in the midst of rumored thought.
half my soul was sold to the devil
and the other half to a levee-i heard it was dry
and when they found out how much i cry
they paid me in gratitude
for the help and refill thanks to this discouraged attitude
which has me nailed horizontal to the ground helping the earth's latitude...
become longer.
so i shall stay somber only long enough to teach myself something-
how to cry. because if tears don't flood this page
i hope the ocean ive just created can turn to a drought throughout age
and if only my teardrops could be kept in this steel cage...
but they keep falling out
and all the while im imagining that i still have no doubt
to doubt that tears can be held in by bars
and i sit here strumming the strings of a lonely guitar
while it gently weeps
ill pray that everything i ever let out i can find again and keep
because when its lost you're the boss and when its found im around
and im me but right now me is gone- so i keep writing a sad song
and sending it in packages that are 20 miles long
to go along with routine of looking up at the stars and wishing
still on my path of persistence but now i notice street signs are missing.
it hurts to know that i can't take back all that i gave you
i am stuck in this haze knowing i gave all i had just to save you
without air and without reason
you've got me on trial for something close to treason
and making me move and shake just like a tree during the fall season.
but its clear to see that you...
you aren't mad at me, really.
you are mad at the world for placing our building blocks to love in a windy city.
so look me in the eyes and watch the water jewels escape
as you rape my being away by mistake.
my bold vision tools once held fire
so i hired an arson to get it back.
please hurry, mr., with your match,
strike it fast or watch me drown
by the pound of sadness placed on my crown.
i use this poem as the tissue for my cheeks
and tears are for the weak- strong
strength. held up by internal power
and i still check the clock every hour
hoping that its broken and hoping time has become a token
that i can control.
i don't control a thing
im a puppet on a lonely string
and you remain the victim.
so i remain the builder
building walls of sand
and they are in high demand.
nothing gold can stay...
and i will curse the day...
i will curse the world...
i have cursed the world.
deep breath.
First I'd like to say thank you to everyone who reads this. Just recently I've been actually recognizing that people do read this silly thing. It means a lot to know that you are placing your eyes where my heart and mind has been. So with that said...thank you, I'm humbled.
I haven't written one in a while. Victor sort of inspired me to throw caution to the wind with this. Thank you Victor.
Yesterday I started a letter
to let her-know how I was beating;
fairing to fairplay the dawn and picture us
from upon what was once known as a dream.
It would seem to be smooth until the band had to move
and there was no more music coming from your words
and verbs turned into nouns and stationary objects
and the object was to sit frozen;
the world has stopped now that you're not here
and you cant hear...you became deaf
when you left me to not have the chance to explain
the happenings that happened in the midst of rumored thought.
half my soul was sold to the devil
and the other half to a levee-i heard it was dry
and when they found out how much i cry
they paid me in gratitude
for the help and refill thanks to this discouraged attitude
which has me nailed horizontal to the ground helping the earth's latitude...
become longer.
so i shall stay somber only long enough to teach myself something-
how to cry. because if tears don't flood this page
i hope the ocean ive just created can turn to a drought throughout age
and if only my teardrops could be kept in this steel cage...
but they keep falling out
and all the while im imagining that i still have no doubt
to doubt that tears can be held in by bars
and i sit here strumming the strings of a lonely guitar
while it gently weeps
ill pray that everything i ever let out i can find again and keep
because when its lost you're the boss and when its found im around
and im me but right now me is gone- so i keep writing a sad song
and sending it in packages that are 20 miles long
to go along with routine of looking up at the stars and wishing
still on my path of persistence but now i notice street signs are missing.
it hurts to know that i can't take back all that i gave you
i am stuck in this haze knowing i gave all i had just to save you
without air and without reason
you've got me on trial for something close to treason
and making me move and shake just like a tree during the fall season.
but its clear to see that you...
you aren't mad at me, really.
you are mad at the world for placing our building blocks to love in a windy city.
so look me in the eyes and watch the water jewels escape
as you rape my being away by mistake.
my bold vision tools once held fire
so i hired an arson to get it back.
please hurry, mr., with your match,
strike it fast or watch me drown
by the pound of sadness placed on my crown.
i use this poem as the tissue for my cheeks
and tears are for the weak- strong
strength. held up by internal power
and i still check the clock every hour
hoping that its broken and hoping time has become a token
that i can control.
i don't control a thing
im a puppet on a lonely string
and you remain the victim.
so i remain the builder
building walls of sand
and they are in high demand.
nothing gold can stay...
and i will curse the day...
i will curse the world...
i have cursed the world.
deep breath.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
154. Kindergarten til....foreva eva...eva evaaa?
So I have friends.
Hmmm I'll start that over in a way that doesn't make me sound like I made that up.
Soo I have friends that I've known 2 weeks, and I have friends that I've known all my life. These people have been there all my life. I've gone from kindergarten all the way until 12th grade with these people. Catholic school kind of forces this bond upon you with 30 other kids from the time you are 5 until the time you are 13. You don't really understand it until it's done but it's almost like...unless you experience it...you won't really have a clue what any of that means. Anywho...the point of all this is. I hung out with one of those people today. Kristen. She's amazing. She and I went around...ran errands (experienced my first ever drive through car wash) and we went over her grandmas house and she made us lunch just like...well middle school haha. It was a good day. I needed a change of pace and I was very blessed to get just that. Thanks Kristen. For forever.
And then I get online...and look who it is but my other life friend, nicole. Since I was 5 I have been with this girl. =] We are funny check us out.
ticklemeehpnk (11:25:40 PM): pimpin
Asoulfoolwonder (11:26:00 PM): yoooo girl
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:18 PM): when are we hanging out dude
Asoulfoolwonder (11:26:32 PM): uhh uhhh miss busybody you tell me
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:36 PM): hahahahahaha
Asoulfoolwonder (11:26:39 PM): =]
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:40 PM): what?
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:41 PM): me
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:45 PM): busy body?
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:49 PM): noooooo
Asoulfoolwonder (11:26:59 PM): yes you miss no time for ashley cutie degrano. i changed my middle name.
ticklemeehpnk (11:27:19 PM): lol hahahah
ticklemeehpnk (11:27:30 PM): apparently we dont even have that in common anymore
ticklemeehpnk (11:27:31 PM): lol
Asoulfoolwonder (11:28:04 PM): ahahahahha
Asoulfoolwonder (11:28:08 PM): i keed i keed
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:19 PM): hahahahahaha
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:20 PM): i know
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:29 PM): so you can hang out with kristen but not me'
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:32 PM): hahahahahahaha
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:35 PM): again just givin u shit
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:36 PM): lol
Asoulfoolwonder (11:28:39 PM): lookie here miss jealous
Asoulfoolwonder (11:28:50 PM): there is plenty of ashley to go around town yafeelmeeeee
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:55 PM): hhahahahaha
ticklemeehpnk (11:29:09 PM): theres plenty of nicky too!
ticklemeehpnk (11:29:10 PM): lol
Asoulfoolwonder (11:29:12 PM): ahahaha
ticklemeehpnk (11:29:16 PM): nobody wants a slice
Asoulfoolwonder (11:29:29 PM): oh little nicky. how i wish to have a slice. tastes much better than plain white rice
Asoulfoolwonder (11:29:31 PM): =]
ticklemeehpnk (11:31:02 PM): HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Asoulfoolwonder (11:31:34 PM): haaa
Asoulfoolwonder (11:32:46 PM): no but surious time nicky...............
Asoulfoolwonder (11:32:49 PM): lets kick it.
Asoulfoolwonder (11:33:00 PM): i never call you nicky so maybe ill start now eh?
ticklemeehpnk (11:33:17 PM): hahahaahahahaha
Since kindergarten until foreva eva eva...foreva eva.
Peace and Blessings.
Hmmm I'll start that over in a way that doesn't make me sound like I made that up.
Soo I have friends that I've known 2 weeks, and I have friends that I've known all my life. These people have been there all my life. I've gone from kindergarten all the way until 12th grade with these people. Catholic school kind of forces this bond upon you with 30 other kids from the time you are 5 until the time you are 13. You don't really understand it until it's done but it's almost like...unless you experience it...you won't really have a clue what any of that means. Anywho...the point of all this is. I hung out with one of those people today. Kristen. She's amazing. She and I went around...ran errands (experienced my first ever drive through car wash) and we went over her grandmas house and she made us lunch just like...well middle school haha. It was a good day. I needed a change of pace and I was very blessed to get just that. Thanks Kristen. For forever.
And then I get online...and look who it is but my other life friend, nicole. Since I was 5 I have been with this girl. =] We are funny check us out.
ticklemeehpnk (11:25:40 PM): pimpin
Asoulfoolwonder (11:26:00 PM): yoooo girl
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:18 PM): when are we hanging out dude
Asoulfoolwonder (11:26:32 PM): uhh uhhh miss busybody you tell me
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:36 PM): hahahahahaha
Asoulfoolwonder (11:26:39 PM): =]
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:40 PM): what?
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:41 PM): me
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:45 PM): busy body?
ticklemeehpnk (11:26:49 PM): noooooo
Asoulfoolwonder (11:26:59 PM): yes you miss no time for ashley cutie degrano. i changed my middle name.
ticklemeehpnk (11:27:19 PM): lol hahahah
ticklemeehpnk (11:27:30 PM): apparently we dont even have that in common anymore
ticklemeehpnk (11:27:31 PM): lol
Asoulfoolwonder (11:28:04 PM): ahahahahha
Asoulfoolwonder (11:28:08 PM): i keed i keed
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:19 PM): hahahahahaha
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:20 PM): i know
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:29 PM): so you can hang out with kristen but not me'
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:32 PM): hahahahahahaha
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:35 PM): again just givin u shit
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:36 PM): lol
Asoulfoolwonder (11:28:39 PM): lookie here miss jealous
Asoulfoolwonder (11:28:50 PM): there is plenty of ashley to go around town yafeelmeeeee
ticklemeehpnk (11:28:55 PM): hhahahahaha
ticklemeehpnk (11:29:09 PM): theres plenty of nicky too!
ticklemeehpnk (11:29:10 PM): lol
Asoulfoolwonder (11:29:12 PM): ahahaha
ticklemeehpnk (11:29:16 PM): nobody wants a slice
Asoulfoolwonder (11:29:29 PM): oh little nicky. how i wish to have a slice. tastes much better than plain white rice
Asoulfoolwonder (11:29:31 PM): =]
ticklemeehpnk (11:31:02 PM): HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Asoulfoolwonder (11:31:34 PM): haaa
Asoulfoolwonder (11:32:46 PM): no but surious time nicky...............
Asoulfoolwonder (11:32:49 PM): lets kick it.
Asoulfoolwonder (11:33:00 PM): i never call you nicky so maybe ill start now eh?
ticklemeehpnk (11:33:17 PM): hahahaahahahaha
Since kindergarten until foreva eva eva...foreva eva.
Peace and Blessings.
Monday, September 1, 2008
153. I see green.
Hi all-
Sorry it's been a minute. This weekend was busy. Lots of good came out of it though. I was able to see and hang with a lot of great folks and get a lot accomplished. I love that feeling. My room is more than halfway done (pictures to follow)...and it's turning out quite nice. I'm happy with it so far. This upcoming week I'm hoping to get a lot more finished on it.
Kaitlynn told me a story this weekend that got me feeling a little inspired to write something. We were speaking about work and how well it turned out this summer and how we actually do miss it once it passes. That's the thing about seasonal work...cant be done quick enough...and doesn't last long enough. Ironic, really. We were talking about some of the kids we taught and one of hers got brought up with an unintentional life lesson attached. This boy, the one she taught, was autistic. He was extremely high functioning and she enjoyed having him around. Each day she would tell me stories about this little guy. Each day he would come to swimming class sooo excited. He would always have a story for kait about his day and why it was so excellent. He would start out with "Today is the best day ever". Haha, every single day it was...."the best day ever". Kaitlynn would ask him every single day "why is it the best day ever?"...and he would always have a new response. One time it was because his mom gave him his favorite cookie. Another day it was because his mom took him to the movie theatres. Another day he learned what a new word meant at his school. The simple things...equaled....the best day ever.
It got me to thinking....how weird are we? How wild are we to go throughout our days not thinking twice if we obtain a cookie....or see a movie...or learn a new word. To us, those seem like simple, trivialized details in our days that we most of the time erase because they are not in the bigger picture. But maybe....we have it all wrong. Look at this boy. He takes each and every day, picks out an event that happened, and turns it into happiness. How many of us can say that it takes something that small to even make us do something so little and insignificant as smile? I don't expect us as humans to grab a cookie and call it the best day ever...because in all reality...it probably isn't the best day ever. But I think long and hard about my days at the very end of each of them and since I've heard that story I've tried to pick out at least one thing that made it the absolute best day ever. To this little boy...getting his favorite cookie, just one, was beyond what he could fathom as being amazing. People are incredible. Everyone has a different story. But how awesome would that be if we could all just pick something out of our days and claim it as the best day ever. This little guy had it all right. He knew exactly what life is all about. Embracing every single day as if it was your last. The only way to do this is to have the best day ever...every single day...in order to never have to leave without feeling on top of the world. He was genuinely happy. He was genuinely having his best days...everyday.
So with that said...today...I painted my room, went shopping with my sisters, ate with my family, and spent time writing. I was with people I absolutely love all day today. Heh...best day ever.
I want to share a little piece from a blog that I like reading. She is an amazing writer and an even more amazing person. Her name is Kris Carr. Maybe you've heard of her if you've ever heard of "crazy sexy cancer". Shes brilliant and strong and truly inspiring. If ever I feel as though something is too hard, or I'm having true problems...I kind of just...stop and look around...and read some of Kris Carr's writings. It's never long before I'm back in my place. This kind of attaches quite well with my life lately. http://crazysexycancer.blogspot.com/ is her blog. Everyone should read it...honestly.
The passage read:
"Did you ever consider that when you change, the people in your life have no choice but to change as well? Human relationships are a dance. When you change your steps, your partner cannot do the old dance. It won’t work. Think about all of your relationships; you do this and inevitably they will do _________ (fill in the blank), right? We know the dance, but can we change it? Mahatma Gandhi said, “You must be the change you wish to see in the world.” This is also true for the change you wish to see in your relationships.
So the answer is yes to the possibility of changing your relationship dance. Let’s start by breaking it down. Effective communication is a key component to healthy relationships and it starts with you. What is your style of communication? Do you speak your truth or act it out? Do you deny what you need or secretly wish your partner had a crystal ball? If you have a desire to communicate with integrity, the first step is to acknowledge what needs to change within you."
Amazing.
Have an...insightful week. Remember...happiness is only a cookie, a movie, or a new word away. =]
Peace and blessings.
Sorry it's been a minute. This weekend was busy. Lots of good came out of it though. I was able to see and hang with a lot of great folks and get a lot accomplished. I love that feeling. My room is more than halfway done (pictures to follow)...and it's turning out quite nice. I'm happy with it so far. This upcoming week I'm hoping to get a lot more finished on it.
Kaitlynn told me a story this weekend that got me feeling a little inspired to write something. We were speaking about work and how well it turned out this summer and how we actually do miss it once it passes. That's the thing about seasonal work...cant be done quick enough...and doesn't last long enough. Ironic, really. We were talking about some of the kids we taught and one of hers got brought up with an unintentional life lesson attached. This boy, the one she taught, was autistic. He was extremely high functioning and she enjoyed having him around. Each day she would tell me stories about this little guy. Each day he would come to swimming class sooo excited. He would always have a story for kait about his day and why it was so excellent. He would start out with "Today is the best day ever". Haha, every single day it was...."the best day ever". Kaitlynn would ask him every single day "why is it the best day ever?"...and he would always have a new response. One time it was because his mom gave him his favorite cookie. Another day it was because his mom took him to the movie theatres. Another day he learned what a new word meant at his school. The simple things...equaled....the best day ever.
It got me to thinking....how weird are we? How wild are we to go throughout our days not thinking twice if we obtain a cookie....or see a movie...or learn a new word. To us, those seem like simple, trivialized details in our days that we most of the time erase because they are not in the bigger picture. But maybe....we have it all wrong. Look at this boy. He takes each and every day, picks out an event that happened, and turns it into happiness. How many of us can say that it takes something that small to even make us do something so little and insignificant as smile? I don't expect us as humans to grab a cookie and call it the best day ever...because in all reality...it probably isn't the best day ever. But I think long and hard about my days at the very end of each of them and since I've heard that story I've tried to pick out at least one thing that made it the absolute best day ever. To this little boy...getting his favorite cookie, just one, was beyond what he could fathom as being amazing. People are incredible. Everyone has a different story. But how awesome would that be if we could all just pick something out of our days and claim it as the best day ever. This little guy had it all right. He knew exactly what life is all about. Embracing every single day as if it was your last. The only way to do this is to have the best day ever...every single day...in order to never have to leave without feeling on top of the world. He was genuinely happy. He was genuinely having his best days...everyday.
So with that said...today...I painted my room, went shopping with my sisters, ate with my family, and spent time writing. I was with people I absolutely love all day today. Heh...best day ever.
I want to share a little piece from a blog that I like reading. She is an amazing writer and an even more amazing person. Her name is Kris Carr. Maybe you've heard of her if you've ever heard of "crazy sexy cancer". Shes brilliant and strong and truly inspiring. If ever I feel as though something is too hard, or I'm having true problems...I kind of just...stop and look around...and read some of Kris Carr's writings. It's never long before I'm back in my place. This kind of attaches quite well with my life lately. http://crazysexycancer.blogspot.com/ is her blog. Everyone should read it...honestly.
The passage read:
"Did you ever consider that when you change, the people in your life have no choice but to change as well? Human relationships are a dance. When you change your steps, your partner cannot do the old dance. It won’t work. Think about all of your relationships; you do this and inevitably they will do _________ (fill in the blank), right? We know the dance, but can we change it? Mahatma Gandhi said, “You must be the change you wish to see in the world.” This is also true for the change you wish to see in your relationships.
So the answer is yes to the possibility of changing your relationship dance. Let’s start by breaking it down. Effective communication is a key component to healthy relationships and it starts with you. What is your style of communication? Do you speak your truth or act it out? Do you deny what you need or secretly wish your partner had a crystal ball? If you have a desire to communicate with integrity, the first step is to acknowledge what needs to change within you."
Amazing.
Have an...insightful week. Remember...happiness is only a cookie, a movie, or a new word away. =]
Peace and blessings.
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