Life as we know it, is like this one big never-ending joke. Like for example, this man is deeply in love with this woman, who is taking a train to Texas to live there permanently, suddenly realizes that he can't let her go and so he goes to the train station to stop her and tell her how he can't live without her. But the cab he takes breaks down and so he has to run only to find a big man hole between the him and the only entrance! So he finds a long 2x4 so he can walk across. He has allergies and some pollen gets sweeped up by the wind and brushes his face. ACHOO! down he goes but his fingers are holding on to dear life to the 2x4. This little ant out of nowhere comes and goes down his arm and starts doing the rumba on his armpit. The woman's train is leaving in ten minutes and the man is in the hole with a broken leg and a broken arm. He screams out for help but the jackhammer across the street starts hammering away. No one hears him. Then he loses consciousness, the hole is so dark that no one can see that there is a man in the bottom. Two days later two construction workers go down the hole, see the man, and is saved. The woman, she was never at the station. She went to the man's house five minutes after the man had left to go look for her. Yeah, I know, this would never ever ever happen, but shit happens that make you say "SERIOUSLY?" (I've been watching a lot of Grey's Anatomy reruns and it seems like that word is very popular with the writers)

I guess, the moral of my story is:

1. Don't take taxis when chasing after the love of your life.
2. Don't be stupid and try to cross a man hole with a 2x4.
3. Try your hardest to look for another entrance (A train station can't possibly just have one entrance)
4. Take your allergy medicine.

And last but not least...

5. Don't get to the point of having to chase the love of your life. When you know how much they mean to you, don't you ever let go.

Duh.

This past week, I've definitely not felt like myself. I've become like this little ant hiding between the sidewalk cracks so that no one steps on me. I'm torn and a little lost. All I want is to find peace and I can't seem to find it no matter how high or low I search for it. I'm tired. I'm weary. I'm upset. All I want is some sort of sign that no matter what, I should just keep my head held high and let the good things come. I need to stop pressuring people, or pushing them away, or trying so desperately to keep them with me. I want love and happiness and possibly, to not give a fuck about anyone else but me. I feel like I need to go into this deep blue ocean and swim down as far as I can so I can go save me from falling further down into the pit of the dark thoughts. This is the worst post i've written, but maybe I can keep this post as a reminder to never be in this place.

I need to be here now....

Shortest Month, Shortest Post..

When it all comes down to it, you have to realize that time is not always on your side but you can will it to be if you let all the silly small troubling things roll of your shoulders and you take the things that matter the most with arms wide open.

Just smile.

February, how I love thee

Welp, February is here and there are hearts, anything and everything covered in red. Mon ami, mon cheri, je t'adore, je t'aime....ok, Pepe Le Pew just ran across my mind.

Just finished all my homework.

Le Sigh...
I love me.

And I LOVE drinking out of juice bottles with a straw because it reminds me when I was a little kid and used to drink out of juice boxes. :)

I love walking on the edge of the sidewalk and pretending to be in a circus walking the tightrope. I'm 24, yeah, I know.

I love pizza. That is all.

I LOVE that my dad kissed my arm when I gave him a hug first thing this Saturday morning. He loves me.

I LOVE that i'm THIS close to graduating.

I love today...and this song...♥

How often...

...do you find yourself asking what you want out of this life?

Do you want more skills, talents...even love?

I do. It might be human nature to want more and more and yes, MORE. It's like you are so hungry and you see this five pound burrito and you finish it, then you are thinking what you might have in the next hour and then the hour after that one and then the next meal....and so forth.

It's an everlasting hunger and sometimes it makes me mad because I wish I could be satisfied already. Then, sometimes I think that if I didn't have this everlasting yearning...life would simply just be too simple. I'm so happy that I make goals and have dreams pretty much daily but then it all becomes too overwhelming.

one day at a time right?

right. :)

CNN, ABC, CBS, SHO?

Yesterday, I probably had the best laugh on a Saturday morning.

So mother had left for the doctor yesterday and when she came back, I asked her why she needed to go. She replied by telling me that she need to get her yearly blood test and I asked for what. She said just to sees if she had any blood diseases or HBO.

She meant HIV.

I, by no means, mean to make fun of my mother, but this was hilarious and one of the biggest fails in the world. Aside from what happened this morning but that's another story. P.S. Don't ever talk bad about anyone, bc when you least expect it, they could be hearing your whole conversation during a webcam conversation....



Laugh. At least once a day.

I pity this kid...

Sometimes, people do forget that.