Hungry.

Sometimes I have dreams of being hungry....and..playing games...isn't that weird? I don't know where it comes from. I've been thinking about coal and fire, and I occasionally imagine this hummingbird type thing fly by me and repeat my words. I have a craving for all types of bread and often feel camouflaged in mud and plants. I only see one date in the back of my mind. March 23rd. It's not tax day or the day for my hamster's appointment to the plastic surgeon. hmm. I katniss figure it out. 
Is it because of the movie The Hunger Games?
questionable.

Deep Sea

We claim to follow traditional "life cliches." We compare our life to casual ideas. Because the description of our life NEEDS to sound profound. We have to answer the question, "Life is like a...." because its creative, right? Life is like a worm's dried skin. That might of been philosophical or a random thought from the right hemisphere of my brain. Either way, you're already finding connections. We need to find metaphors and similes and symbols and personification and resemblance and correlation (carried away?) to describe Life. Life is simply breathing and feeling. and death....it's just a scary bridge to Life part II. 

Cows

Because one day I traveled to St. George. I passed those uttered fools chomping on dead grass. I said hi. I saw that sunlight and that open land. I thought I saw Travis riding on Miley's horse, Blue Jeans, in the distance, it was actually tumbleweed. I might of watched the Hannah Montana Movie too many times. I danced to Chris Brown and slept to Country music. Why I only dream of traveling through these empty fields every day? It was some sort of peace. It's different around those parts. Here, I could spit from my house and hit the neighbors back door...uh..metaphorically speaking. Anyways. 

I found Mr. KFC and his wife on the mountain. Their heads all snuggled up like fried chicken and mashed potatoes.

Dorm Room Monsters

Fears (shiver). We all have them.

We're scared of zits, commitment, and bad hair days...teenage hormonal stuff.

Personally...

I'm scared of that little big thing called the future, or lately known as College. It takes one of those nouns we tend to be scared of, courage. But it will be fine right? I'll take my fluffy blanket and hand sanitizer. I have nothing to worry about. But..fears of starving, failing, and dying my white clothes pink in the laundromat constantly haunt my inexperienced mind. I'll cross that bridge when I get there. 

What?. when did this get here.

Well, time's up, I have to be ready now.

That's my real fear.

           

naked.

I'm bare of thoughts right now.
hmmm. how bout those giants?
oh wait. they already won.
sooo.
the facts.
Through talking to myself, I plan out rejection lines to my imaginary cheating boy-friend.
When the supervision leaves, I dance, hip-hop style.
I pace around the kitchen.
I watch too many music videos.
I stalk other blogs, beware.
I doodle.
I 'whip my hair back and forth' in the car.
And I have dreams about Chase Hansen (only once, phew. good dream)

love eulogy

I’m thinking about YOU like drums think about beat,

Like losers think about defeat.

Because for YOU, my feelings repeat    repeat    repeat.

I’m thinking about YOU like colors think about white,

Like storms think about might,

Like birds think about flight.

YOU’RE thinking about HER like life thinks about breathing,

Like breathing thinks about living.

YOU are lost in HER manipulating.

She’s thinking about YOU like Kim thinks about Chris, 

days dissipating.  

But still,

I’m thinking about YOU

Like foundations think about shaking,

Like black holes think about taking,
Like rules think about breaking.

tea and finger sandwiches

oh you like British romance movies too? Well, thats ironic. This movie will make you crave british accents and history books. Young Victoria is about Queen Victoria's early reign. It's good, almost too good. 



Sorry boys, my girlish posts might not attract your attention. Too much estrogen? I understand. Maybe i'll write about mud or legos next week. 

Lovey Dovey.

Love. We have it, we flaunt it, we abuse it. We dream love. It's where we find soul-mates, companions, and unexplained feelings. 

And now, welcome Hollywood into our perceptions of love. First up, we have Jonas Brothers. Their good old-fashioned take on a WWII love story can melt a 13-pound bar of chocolate. They are teenage heartthrobs, and look so good in those white tuxes. Is it getting warm in here? Maybe the computer’s been on too long. hmm. any who...enjoy. (Their video won't show....so go to this link)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a_cXhBy78T4


oh you cried a little bit? I figured.
Moving on. 

Next, a little bit of Chris Brown.. today I listened to all of his sappy love song music videos. hmm. it's been a good day. This is "Crawl." Enjoy his dancing and his beautiful face (with those glasses).