(via justsouknow)
#8
Asking for a dream to become reality is pointless;
The dream may come true, but that doesn’t mean you’ll be living it.
#7
When someone tells you to brake, brake slowly.
If you are uncertain of meaning, ask for clarification.
Homonyms = tools of the manipulative and the cunning
= some of the best tools to silliness in writing
Like: Chowder - The Dinner Theatre Love: the “Hospital Donde Esta” portion (please excuse lack of accents.) Only available online until July 13th. =/ Therefore, this link will be useless soon. Oh wells! Ohoho, let my love for silly scenes persist. Childish misunderstandings color life beautifully!
I feel that no matter how much everyone else tells me, how much they confide in me, of their own choosing, how much they open up their hearts, and pour their stress and hardly understood feelings and emotions out into my lap to sort through, unjumble, and replace carefully with newer ideas in tow, I’m not going to tell them anything. I don’t mind talking about myself. I love talking about myself and my ideas and my nonexistent plans. I like talking about that past, I love speaking descriptively and creatively and misleadingly. I love helping others understand themselves better. I love letting them reach their own conclusions. I love watching them grow and I most importantly love the feeling of knowing that I had some part of that miraculous change. Though I love being a helpful person, I don’t think I can do that. It hurts me. I don’t understand why I feel so defensive. I don’t know why I suddenly feel such abhorrence towards the people who confide in me. They truly did nothing wrong. Their thoughts and experiences prove no burden. So why am I feeling like this? I think I need more time to think about this. It probably would be a good idea to talk to someone. I’m not crazy, I’m just thinking too much, caring too much about the unimportant things. Hmmm, I think I’m just selfish. That, and I probably do think too highly of myself. Curse this desire to be desirable in a non-appearance related way.
-el amor -members of the opposite gender (xD;;) -death -stem changes in the preterite -not finishing Senior Project -getting anything lower than an A in anything that is not an AP class -college -el futuro -needles -the thought of war reaching home -los gentes inteligentes -entering stores like Hollister or Abercrombie or Icing or PacSun… o_o; -shopping in general -leaving telephone messages -seeing people I know other than the M.O.B. in public -not getting picked up on time and having to wait alone -falling asleep and not waking up on time -bugs -running out of writing supplies during an exam -having a calculator run out of battery -hurricanes … y mucho mas. (There needs to be an accent. But oh well.)
