bright...just like the stars above me

i love dogs. they are honestly my complete and total reason for waking up every morning. they are what keeps me from even casually contemplating becoming an existentialist. thank goodness. *whew* :D

today was the poetry contest. i totally stunk. i was quite bad. but now i'm sad. despite the energy i spent convincing the general public that my poem was terrible, i was so proud of it! but apparently true works of genius aren't composed in all of 10 minutes at midnight on a school night. rats.

if anyone has any ideas on what i can use for my dramatic interpretation on saturday morning, i pay very well. i'll do favors. i'll make cards. really. anything you want, baby. just give me some material. :D

you know what no one should EVER do? throw pens. because i'm telling you, people, throwing pens will just get you into a big, stinking pile of trouble. your weight-loss obsessed teacher might just throw a fit at you. and that, my friends, is not fun. especially when you've got your good ol' sexy voice that makes you lose poetry contests and leaves you feeling very, very small.

the words that describe me now are these:

Take Me Anywhere

bright just like the stars above me
proud just like my mother planned it
short on all the things I don't want
I'm full of love and longing
take me by the hand and tell me
you would take me anywhere
still, cause I don't want to move a thing
and that you fit right into me
and all the things I don't want they're full
of love and longing
take me by the hand and tell me
you would take me anywhere
and it goes, its like a come on come on to me
and it goes it's like a come on come on to me
you, you say you don't see any part of me
to love in all this mess and I know
you take the good and all the bad that comes with me


#4 on the playlist to your left is "take me anywhere" by tegan and sarah.



what happened when the wizard and the glass of chocolate milk walked into the bar? ask me later...:D

airheads...and other kinds of candy

being deep sucks. honestly. i spend a LOT of time acting like an airhead just to avoid being deep. right, henry? i loved your comment because it completely confirmed how seriously effective my facade is. ;)
because honestly...what's gained by being deep? you find out that everybody knows just about everything there is to know about you. on the other hand, if you're an airhead, they assume there isn't anything to know, so they stop looking.
so is it better to be an actual airhead or a fake airhead? at least actual airheads are true to themselves. but now we have to ask ourselves: are there any actual airheads? maybe they're really all just geniuses in disguise...hiding their brilliance until they have all their stocks invested in the right place and they can be sure that they'll have plenty of news coverage upon their sudden and questionable deaths.
i think i might've just stumbled upon the biggest conspiracy theory since the man on the moon.

take me anywhere

what do you think is best? what's the real path we're supposed to follow? apparently we're supposed to answer these questions at 16. now, if i had been forewarned of the impending decisions, i would've fought my last birthday until the last second, hoping that by pure force of will i could keep it from coming. but i didn't know--none of us did. so now we're just wondering--what's the best path? do we take the laid-back approach, just concentrating on the wonder of the moment, focusing on how to get from today to tomorrow in one piece. or do we take the anal-retentive approach, obsessing over each passing second, visualizing life as a crossword to be completed rather than a black canvas to be painted.
recently, i've been leaning towards the anal approach. let me tell you--it's no fun. :D.
so go on, have a blast. the reality is that wherever you end up after high school will be the right place for you. why? because Someone is watching out for you.
maybe i should take my own advice ;)

friend-ly-ness and other beauties

I received this from my best friend. It epitomizes all my true feelings about friendship, plus a little more. The ones in bold were her favorites--the first one is mine. :D




1. When you are sad - I will help you plot revenge against the sorry jerk who made you sad.

2. When you are blue - I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

3. When you smile - I will know you finally got a boy/girlfriend

4. When you are scared - I'll make fun of you every chance I can.

5. When you are worried - I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to quit whining.

6. When you are confused - I will use little words.

7. When you are sick - Stay the heck away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever crap you have.

8. When you fall - I will point and laugh.

You are my friend! That will be true until...well...never. You'll be my friend for eternity. Who is you? You know who you is. ;)