Boom, bitches.
I apologize for the rude first line, you see, I have wanted to start my blog off with a bang for a while and what better way to grab the reader(you) and kick your ass then a BOOM, like literally a boom. So wake up and sit your ass down. Its time to recognize.
Wow, I really need to remember.... I'm white. Anyways, Have you ever had a day that you were all like, this seems like it should be in a TV show instead of happening right in front of me. Well its not even noon and my day already has bent your day over and made yours its bitch. You see there is a nemesis which has entered my life. Yeah I know, like WTF. Your probably like this kid is getting picked on by a bully or tormented by someone who is angry at him. No. Your wrong. This nemesis is not even human. Nor is it God all you heathens, but I'm talking an animal. But not like a stupid easily tricked animal, but I'm talking a fully grown, teeth baring, claws sharpened squirrel.
Now to give you some background on my history with squirrels. I having a real job, not one where you do arts and crafts and gossip with fourth graders, in an outdoor museum you see your share of squirrels who keep to themselves, even when you throw a nut or two their way, minds out of the gutter people.
Okay now that you know how I view squirrels and a polish girl's "job", this squirrel is unlike any I have ever encountered. It waits for me every morning on my porch waits for me to get off the porch and then makes a diving attack at me. I know what your thinking, its a fluke, it doesn't mean anything. I thought that too, until this morning, the second time it happened, I heard it yelling or squawking or whatever shitty sound a squirrel makes, and I turned and saw nothing but hatred in its eye. And its smart too, never hiding the same place twice, and only surprise attacks.
I will defeat this foe. You have my word.
I love you all and God bless
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
The smell of you in every dream I dream.
Well, its been awhile. Things have been rock bottom and cloud nine. Quite a big range for only a month or so absent. And for some reason I feel like something big is about to happen. Like I'm going down and there's going to be no hand there to grab onto. Let's see how me being psychic works out for me.
Anyways, I want this to be a big kick in the pants back to my blog eff your conscience blog post, but I fail. I've spent the last two weeks back to classes, having my social life turned upside down, and remembering who I am and what I stand for. It took alot to bring that back to me. It's amazing how you can lose sight of who you really are deep down. One bad decision here or there, and then you realize that path you said you would never tred is the one you've walked the farthest down.
And then, like out of some cheesy book that makes tween girls fall to their knee's, you see a light, that light being a someone or something that just makes you stop. And as the world turn's in slow motion you see the you that you are standing in front of you. You don't see anything you like. Not one thing. But that person who is near or moment that is going on around you, makes you see the good virtues that made you into who you were when you were happy. And with that support you focus on that person and keep whatever helped change you close, close enough that you have the continued support to make you feel more than you are.
I mean let's face it, sometimes someone or something enters our life and builds us up, and we don't have the courage to see it through those eyes or in ourselves. And that force that stops us and says, no. The force that has the courage to just say to you "No, you are a better person than this. What you see as a flaw or what you hate about you is anything but, its beautiful." When we hear this we may hate it, we may lash out and say how its wrong. But then you can look at the force, look deep into it, and see, that it couldn't mean what it said anymore than it does. Then we start to feel better about ourselves, and we start to carry a part of that force with us to remind us what we are.
I love you all and God bless.
Anyways, I want this to be a big kick in the pants back to my blog eff your conscience blog post, but I fail. I've spent the last two weeks back to classes, having my social life turned upside down, and remembering who I am and what I stand for. It took alot to bring that back to me. It's amazing how you can lose sight of who you really are deep down. One bad decision here or there, and then you realize that path you said you would never tred is the one you've walked the farthest down.
And then, like out of some cheesy book that makes tween girls fall to their knee's, you see a light, that light being a someone or something that just makes you stop. And as the world turn's in slow motion you see the you that you are standing in front of you. You don't see anything you like. Not one thing. But that person who is near or moment that is going on around you, makes you see the good virtues that made you into who you were when you were happy. And with that support you focus on that person and keep whatever helped change you close, close enough that you have the continued support to make you feel more than you are.
I mean let's face it, sometimes someone or something enters our life and builds us up, and we don't have the courage to see it through those eyes or in ourselves. And that force that stops us and says, no. The force that has the courage to just say to you "No, you are a better person than this. What you see as a flaw or what you hate about you is anything but, its beautiful." When we hear this we may hate it, we may lash out and say how its wrong. But then you can look at the force, look deep into it, and see, that it couldn't mean what it said anymore than it does. Then we start to feel better about ourselves, and we start to carry a part of that force with us to remind us what we are.
I love you all and God bless.
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