hilarious side note
I'll be writing alot of these, because i write fan fic and random every day shit too. I'm a writter and a blogger though i'm not badass at either. I just find lfe hilarious and i have an over active imagination. Anyways, come with me on this one folks.
I Soul Caged am a self proclaimed optimist. If it's depressing count me out. I'm a sunshine no rainy clouds glass half full kind of girl if your catching my flow my fellow compatriots. Sadly, I dont look it with jet black hair, black eyes and deep tan skin, i look like vampire b/c i haven't aged a day since i was 15. I'm serious, no really, i got pulled over for not looking old enough to drive.
So back to the journey at hand. I am sitting in my college english class being my regular self, laughing with the girl that sits next to me (i'm such a flirt). My teacher walks up to the board and is rambling about metaphors and similies. I love both. She simply writes "Love is ______". I got this right? So i think about for a good 2 minutes and write this:
Love is an ocean, constantly moving, changing, always different every day but still a constant force in human life. We spend our whole lives dreaming of it and once we find it, we are in awe of the shear depth and size of it. Our minds can never compare to the real thing.
So the kid next to me looks at me like I'm covered in dirt and my teacher makes a gun with her hand, sticks her fingers in her mouth and pretends to pull the trigger. I just smile and shrug. Then listen to how she tells me "Your too happy, but it's a great example of a metaphor and excellent description."
Then she asked me when my friends were going to start hugging everybody and passing out flowers... I told her they're stuck in traffic but they say Pick Flowers not Fights. (my personal motto)
I Soul Caged am a self proclaimed optimist. If it's depressing count me out. I'm a sunshine no rainy clouds glass half full kind of girl if your catching my flow my fellow compatriots. Sadly, I dont look it with jet black hair, black eyes and deep tan skin, i look like vampire b/c i haven't aged a day since i was 15. I'm serious, no really, i got pulled over for not looking old enough to drive.
So back to the journey at hand. I am sitting in my college english class being my regular self, laughing with the girl that sits next to me (i'm such a flirt). My teacher walks up to the board and is rambling about metaphors and similies. I love both. She simply writes "Love is ______". I got this right? So i think about for a good 2 minutes and write this:
Love is an ocean, constantly moving, changing, always different every day but still a constant force in human life. We spend our whole lives dreaming of it and once we find it, we are in awe of the shear depth and size of it. Our minds can never compare to the real thing.
So the kid next to me looks at me like I'm covered in dirt and my teacher makes a gun with her hand, sticks her fingers in her mouth and pretends to pull the trigger. I just smile and shrug. Then listen to how she tells me "Your too happy, but it's a great example of a metaphor and excellent description."
Then she asked me when my friends were going to start hugging everybody and passing out flowers... I told her they're stuck in traffic but they say Pick Flowers not Fights. (my personal motto)