Lets have a baby...cow.

Once upon a time. there was a baby...cow. And this baby...cow was dumb.


I got bored. Now I am thinking of pizza. I want pizza. Oh gross. Nope not anymore, that's gross.

Today is my day. My day to make the buss move. My day to choose. Tomorrow is not my day! Oh How I will enjoy tomorrow!!!

Oh my goodness gracious! Gasp!!! How awesome is it to sit in a question answer session for two hours and getting an amazing person to answer your hard questions!!! A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!!!!

This 9-19 Fun!!! 25-5-1 for 14-21-13-2-5-18-19, sometimes.

So, arias...um....proper concert protocoll....packing...harps....palm trees....black man fro....ocean....cement....white sound barrier....ROAD DETUR...electrical trees ugh. Ugh. Hey....be HAPPY!!! It's s'all good!!!

Happy is good. I like happy!

..................so this is school...............?

I am the grand canyon.
.....Nope just studying the grand canyon.

I am a dead Mitochondria.
.....Nope just reading about Mitochondria.

I am a freshly made pot.
......Nope just learning about if that pot is art.
(hehehehe...pot...art....haha!)

So....sometimes. When I study. My brain takes a vacation.
How am I supposed to remember what I study?
If my brain is in...say Italy? Or Cali?... smile!

Tis The Season Fer OSD...bummer.

Seems like everytime I turn around someone is suffering from OSD.  OSD is not actually a for real disorder but concerning me and everyone in my perspective, it does. OSD is Over Scheduling Disorder. My mother pinned this disorder on me a while back. It's still pinned. Can't shake it. I believe it to be hereditary because she has it too. Actually, being in college I see many who suffer from it. I tried clearing my schedule. I've tried just dropping everything. I've tried being lazy. Nothing seems to work. The only thing I enjoy doing out of those three is having lots to do and to be productive!

word.

Have you tried talking?

So. This thing we call talking.
If you go to Urbandictionary.com, it says: The thing most people do before you realize that they are unintelligent.
Dictionary.com says:  to communicate and express ideas.
Friend 1 says: It is singing in a monotone voice that does not change notes and it doesn't have apostrophes and periods at the end. (But if you are friend one. There are no periods or apostrophes while your talking anyway. Sentences go on and on. Admitted by friend one herself. For example of how friend one 'talks':  'It came out of my head in the place of my head and that made since in my head.")
MAT Shelley friend says: Making any noise that logically makes since in some way. However grunting is not considered to be talking.  Talking is words.  Words are used to talk. A word is a bunch of sounds put together that make logical since.
When friend three was asked, she simply giggled.

So now that talking has been defined it does not make action any easier to complete. I tryed friend three's approach. I giggled. It was okay, I enjoyed burning the calories from laughing. I was definatly feeling the, "they proloby think I am unintelligent vibe." However I did not loose heart and I tried MAT Shelley friend's approach. I must admitt, you can string all the words you want together but unless they make since to more than just the person who is talking, then your beating your head against a wall. I then tried friend one's approach to speaking. So I sang in a monotone voice and people covered their ears. Ok, so not really but, metaphorically they did, for real.

Dear dictionary.com I know that it is a form on expressing ideas for that is the issue I am having with this talking thing. I put words together in my head. I spit them out and some how, from my brain to my mouth they got morphed. It's like I am playing the telephone game and I don't mean to be doing so. I know exactly what I want to say, its the actual saying it that I am stuck at. I would much rather write out what I have to say. But I guess it's not practical to force everyone to hold while I write down my thoughts and then let the conversation then proceed.

Dear Urbandictionary. I believe you are correct. The end.

VCR Mind

Floating balloons above my head.
Just out of reach.
Fluffy pillows being stuffed in the
blow hole of a whale.
Blind folds on the edge of a cliff.
Pause.
Fast forward.
The balloons got popped.
The words inside of them vanish into thick air.
Fluffy pillows launched into the air
by congested whales.
Who are now congested with...
Feathers.
Stop.

A is for applesauce...not just a plain apple

Life is like a rollercoaster.
It's fantastic and fast.
With ups.
With downs.
With twists and turns.

Of course this is old hat.
The metaphore that life is like a rollercoaster has been used countless times before.
But I like it.
So on my blog it sits.
Like a turtle slowly fading away.

On this life of a rollercoaster...
...Tips...
.....hold on tight
......don't close your eyes
.........enjoy yourself
.............pinch the person next to you to make sure they are alive
.................scream your head off in happiness!
......................Look at the view and
breathe.

Don't forget.
Applesauce is saucy-er than apples.
Yep.

Let Me Soar

When you find something to fill your hollow cracks, dont let it go.
When you find something that makes you feel glorious, don't let it go.
When you find joy, peace and happiness, don't let it go.
When you find love and comfort, don't let it go.
When you find truth, don't let it go.
When you find people you love, don't let them go.

Let go of feelings that leave you hollow feeling.
Let go of negativity that consumes.
Let go of garbage in the mind. 
Let go of hate and grudges.
Let go of jealousy and envy.
Let go of comparisons.

Hold on.
Life can be hard.
Life gets hard.
It's inevitable.
Life can be happy.
Life is happy.
It's inevitable.
Good and bad tango through life.
Touching all.
Getting through rough patches.
Skating through glory times.
It's life.
When down...know this;
It's a small moment.
It's for growth.
It too, shall pass.
Remember to smile.
Smiling is good.
Life is too short to go through it with a bad attitude.
The end.