Bad Names #1 & #2

Girl: Henrietta

Boy: Joy

The first one i've heard in movies set in victorian times.
Ewww.
The second one, my grandma's friend's husband is named that.
We feel extra sorry for him.

Both should just stay for the opposite gender.
Henrietta should just be Henry.





end.

Metabolistic Hero[better than wolverine]

Cocoa powder(the real stuff) is
higher in antioxidants
than Green Tea.
Stunning right?

Becoming Real

I just found out that the old childhood book
Where the Wild Things Are


I watched the trailer
and it looks
RADICAL!
I can't wait!


Where the Wild
Things are Trailer

Fatty McFatFat

This blog is amazing (ly gross)! I love it!
Some of the nastiest fatty fried dishes
are pictured on the site.

This is Why You're Fat

If Quite so Only

If i had some dogs I would surely name one
Lion.

I love irony.

Hippy Dippie Says Love

I once read in a short story a part where a man was in love
and he described biscuits and honey
like little clouds and sunshine.
I told my mum and she told me it sounded like what a
hippie would say.

Anways:

Honey is like liquid sunshine!

I love honey. I think it's a beautiful substance.
The shade of it can change but it still remains
a beautiful goldish color.
The one and only natural sweetener
that they can't fake...
or at least that's what my sis said.

He's Under the Haystack Fast Asleep

I found a great Nursery Rhymes site!!
You know like Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes?

Here it is:Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes

I love it!

Searching Through the Clover

Me: Guess what we're having for dinner today?
It Saint Patrick's day.

Him: Ummmm, a Leprechaun?

Me: No, I wish.
laughs

Him: Ew, you're gross.

Me: Just kidding. Guess!

Him: Lucky Charms?

Me: laugh No, Corned Beef & Cabbage

Nice Feet

So I have come to another conclusion:

The sound of a lot of feet
sliding along a wooden floor and
gently coming back down
in sync and to the rhythm of a song
is a completely peaceful & beautiful sound.

British Scientist

________



wal

it was the size of a


nut
________

I have a thing for Typography.
I made this. It's a quote
from a little video I did
with my lil' sis, while acting like
british scientists.

The Other Side of Things

I just decided that my reflection in soup is evil.

It appears scary.

Not Last Night But The Night Before

I dreamed about being with I think
4 other individuals, i kinda have the
feeling Captain K'nuckels might have been there,
on a bit cruise ship in victorian time.
NOT the titanic.
But anywho, we were on there
and I was getting chased by guys with
long, thin slightly back curved knives.
It wasn't scary. Like,
it wasn't a bad dream or nightmare...
kinda like a Flapjack cartoon.
An entertaining odd dream.
Anyways Me and the other four were
rescued by a mermaid.
She was pretty and that's all I remember.
The next thing I know we're on the shore and she's heaving this fisherman's
net full f I-don't-know-what out of the water.
Then I see that she has a scar
that's three parallel lines
kinda like a scratch scar.
I asked her where she got the scar
and then I'm in a forest full of Redwood trees and there are
big boulders, a stream, and beautiful small waterfalls.
Then I see where she got her scar...
Somehow she ended up in that forest
caught on some of the boulders.
I THINK she got the scratches from a tree or sharp rocks.

So, anyways that is my alltime favorite dream.
It was girly in the sense of there being a mermaid
and I understand a little why she was in it
from a birthday card i recently got
but i remember the colors being so bright and vivid
in the forest for the green of the leaves and the red-brown of the wood.
The dark gloomy colors on the ship.

Sew In a Square

I realized
I have a thing
for oversized buttons.
They're radical.

Coats with them particularly rock.

Stop Sign for Thoughts.

I just want to be
lying on the hot sand
with the sun melting away thought process.
I'm tired of thinking.
I'm tired of everything right now.
I just want to be alone at the beach.
With that lovely "i'm free of confusion" feeling
no thoughts.
no thoughts.

That Yellow Memory

At my school there's a big foot bridge
to cross from one side of the campus to the other.
Today was the second time
That I crossed and smelled what
reminds me of my childhood.
It smelled like wet cement.

It took me back to
being five years old, in the summer.
Five, when my sister and I would play with the hose
in the driveway, after helping wash my grandmother's car.
It's how the cement smells when there's water on it
and it's soaking it up with the sun hitting it spot on.

What a wonderful age.
Five, when the backyard would look like a soft field
of sourgrass and clover.
Those little yellow wildflowers, with the long stalks,
that I couldn't(& still can't) help but smile everytime I see some and the weedy
leaves that you keep looking through to find that one with the four lucky growths.

Mmm, being five.

Abusing Random Objects

I have a new little cell charm
that works on and off.
It's supposed to flash lil' lights
when i send or receive
texts or calls.
Well I hit it... and the next thing I hear is
my sister laughing
"You always hit things when they don't work"
Then I started laughing too...
cuz it's true, and then i told her
"Like your head? Just Kidding."

Geeze louize it was funny.
xD

Exploding Waves of Bliss

The only time I'll ever post on my actual (super)personal life.
It was just too great of a day.

Today was m.^{a.r.v.e.l.o.u.s.}

Mon copain and my bestest best friend.
Mon amour met my Gramma.
My biffle was
wracking her brain over what age we first met.
Both happenings are C U T E!

I feel so loved.
xD

Just Stop & Sssh

Lydia is:
Great, marvelous vocals, lyrics and music.

My opinion.

Tripping Out Cartilage

My fingernails now look like they're on acid.

They're this crazy light bright tripped

out carnival cotton candy/bubbleyum

b _{l u e}