Remember This
So this entry was gonna be called "EUREKA!" but then i thought of eureka's castle, a good show. and then i realized that i remeber something bigger, called life. gash i such a dumb teenager, why should i be having these, "RE NEW" entry?
Life is so much more complicated then anyone...well more than i would like to admit. I like to think that I'm a realist with a zanny idealistic/abstract twist to my already wierdly driven mind. I like acting...no I like invinting. Invinting terribly amazing plots, with nights who have super powers and one of them is the princess who is disguised as a fellow night and so on and so forth...to bad I hate writing so much,I'll prabably lose interest during this entry and well cut short. (i realize my story just then was a dud but it was my favorite idea when i was younger playing with toys)
It's 4 in the morning...huh...(i love awkward dots)...I really get my sperts of greatness late. I'm a little bit insomniac. i lay in bed and think, why cant i have tap class now, or i should be at rehearsal, i could do better now, i can think NOW! not then. not NOW! 5 more minutes. That's why i love lock-ins. sorry to change from thoughts to moments, but i love lockins cuz you get to know me there. that's me. the one who plays improve games and dances like no one is looking. The me who you first meet. if anyone remembers is so nervous and shy, i put on an act. its pretty good i must admit. i should sell tickets or something but i dont...somthing to think about. tickets to my life. (side bar: i wish i had a sitcom about my life like tory spelling is getting on E!, that would be my dream. Aka i just added a new goal to my life goal list)(ok back to the epiphany, starrrrrrt NOW) When you first met me, im differently pleasant, and i some how am funny. Actually im pretty god dang hilarious. i mean im pulling wit out of the air like a migician playing at the Las Vegas strip, but man if i ever could conger that shit up in real life, HO-LY COW my day would be saved. It's like a secret skill i cant bring up on command. yeah, i like to make myself sound more special.
I'm happy again, which is newer. i haven't felt the "that sucks but it's ok cuz i dont care" thing since, well a while ago. i get close during the summer but not like this. It's also wierd cuz when i type like this i can usually count on being lower than low. i usually feel like a bucket of dog poo. Not now...
...Ok so there is this one thing that bothers me. I'm having this delema where there is this thing i want, maybe even need. But unless something changes, im stuck with out it. i wish God would just let a coincedence happen inlightening this moment with knowledge to the ones who need to know and bada bing bada boom, everything is in it's place and i have what i want(maybe need). How i long for instant gratification! (does anyone remember instant gratification sundays on Nick @ Nite?)
I need to work on my voice.
i watched one good movie and one pretty good movie tonight. one played everything perfect, i didnt want to predict i didnt want anything else to happen. didnt throw curves but took me for a nice ride, anticipating my every disire. the other one was not as i expected and had a good meaty middle but BAD ending. left me hanging. just needed on scene more. y'know?
well i'm off to bed. but there are 2, no 3 if you...wait...9 things i need from this break. and the 8 things who were at my "DRUNKED FEST" this summer should give me a call. i like you guys alot. and the other...i dont know what to do about that.
i hope this was a witty...no no no... a... interesting, light hearted, perky peak into my life. i hope my readers enjoyed it. i like feed back on my good entries, which i usually dont get. i get liek 15 comments on my 3 sentence ones and my caresmatic and ones that i enjoyed typing ones get bad ratings at the comment office (that was suppose to sound like box office). WHICH by the way, i wanna see failure to launch and she's the man if anyone is up to it (and by it i mean high priced tickets and bad company(aka me)).
so i just thought of 10 11 and 12 so Tara i think i might enjoy coffee with you...yup, that's a indeed. 11 is annalise (so if you read this call me, IM me, talk to me, i miss your...youness, especially now that i think i've found my...myness?) ***MAYBE WE COULD LAWRENCE*** and finally BROOKE, your my alto.
New friends are nice, especially the ones that could be longer, bigger and better than just "new"
SO MUCH, and im ok with it.
and to end my little "thinger majig" i should elaborate on a quote very close to me. "The shitith hath been cleaneth of the faneth"
-Boy
Life is so much more complicated then anyone...well more than i would like to admit. I like to think that I'm a realist with a zanny idealistic/abstract twist to my already wierdly driven mind. I like acting...no I like invinting. Invinting terribly amazing plots, with nights who have super powers and one of them is the princess who is disguised as a fellow night and so on and so forth...to bad I hate writing so much,I'll prabably lose interest during this entry and well cut short. (i realize my story just then was a dud but it was my favorite idea when i was younger playing with toys)
It's 4 in the morning...huh...(i love awkward dots)...I really get my sperts of greatness late. I'm a little bit insomniac. i lay in bed and think, why cant i have tap class now, or i should be at rehearsal, i could do better now, i can think NOW! not then. not NOW! 5 more minutes. That's why i love lock-ins. sorry to change from thoughts to moments, but i love lockins cuz you get to know me there. that's me. the one who plays improve games and dances like no one is looking. The me who you first meet. if anyone remembers is so nervous and shy, i put on an act. its pretty good i must admit. i should sell tickets or something but i dont...somthing to think about. tickets to my life. (side bar: i wish i had a sitcom about my life like tory spelling is getting on E!, that would be my dream. Aka i just added a new goal to my life goal list)(ok back to the epiphany, starrrrrrt NOW) When you first met me, im differently pleasant, and i some how am funny. Actually im pretty god dang hilarious. i mean im pulling wit out of the air like a migician playing at the Las Vegas strip, but man if i ever could conger that shit up in real life, HO-LY COW my day would be saved. It's like a secret skill i cant bring up on command. yeah, i like to make myself sound more special.
I'm happy again, which is newer. i haven't felt the "that sucks but it's ok cuz i dont care" thing since, well a while ago. i get close during the summer but not like this. It's also wierd cuz when i type like this i can usually count on being lower than low. i usually feel like a bucket of dog poo. Not now...
...Ok so there is this one thing that bothers me. I'm having this delema where there is this thing i want, maybe even need. But unless something changes, im stuck with out it. i wish God would just let a coincedence happen inlightening this moment with knowledge to the ones who need to know and bada bing bada boom, everything is in it's place and i have what i want(maybe need). How i long for instant gratification! (does anyone remember instant gratification sundays on Nick @ Nite?)
I need to work on my voice.
i watched one good movie and one pretty good movie tonight. one played everything perfect, i didnt want to predict i didnt want anything else to happen. didnt throw curves but took me for a nice ride, anticipating my every disire. the other one was not as i expected and had a good meaty middle but BAD ending. left me hanging. just needed on scene more. y'know?
well i'm off to bed. but there are 2, no 3 if you...wait...9 things i need from this break. and the 8 things who were at my "DRUNKED FEST" this summer should give me a call. i like you guys alot. and the other...i dont know what to do about that.
i hope this was a witty...no no no... a... interesting, light hearted, perky peak into my life. i hope my readers enjoyed it. i like feed back on my good entries, which i usually dont get. i get liek 15 comments on my 3 sentence ones and my caresmatic and ones that i enjoyed typing ones get bad ratings at the comment office (that was suppose to sound like box office). WHICH by the way, i wanna see failure to launch and she's the man if anyone is up to it (and by it i mean high priced tickets and bad company(aka me)).
so i just thought of 10 11 and 12 so Tara i think i might enjoy coffee with you...yup, that's a indeed. 11 is annalise (so if you read this call me, IM me, talk to me, i miss your...youness, especially now that i think i've found my...myness?) ***MAYBE WE COULD LAWRENCE*** and finally BROOKE, your my alto.
New friends are nice, especially the ones that could be longer, bigger and better than just "new"
SO MUCH, and im ok with it.
and to end my little "thinger majig" i should elaborate on a quote very close to me. "The shitith hath been cleaneth of the faneth"
-Boy