Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Ode To A Rain Drop

That little drop fell from the sky
And hit me full on in the eye.
It's friend then came
And hit me too
Oh, whatever shall I do?
A raindrops tactics
are superb
It comes when we're
Stuck on the curb.
Then it's army closes in,
And soaks us through
Right to the skin!
Amazing, tiny,
Drops of rain,
Defeat us but
Cause us no pain.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Ooooo oooooo ohoohohoo
Ooooo ohooohoo oooohoo
Ooooo ohoohooo oohoooo
Oohooo oohoooho ooooho
Ooooo oooooo oooooo
Ooooo oooooo oooooo

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Blue birds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Dreams really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops thats where you'll find me oh
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
And the dream that you dare to,why, oh why can't I?

Well I see trees of green and
Red roses too,
I'll watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark and I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people passing by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying, I...I love you
I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,
They'll learn much more
Than we'll know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Someday I'll wish upon a star,
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top that's where you'll find me
Oh, Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I?

A/N: I wanna learn this on the Mandolin. It's Israel Kamakawiwo Ole's version. It makes me happy.

Top Six Affectionate Pets

1. Sugar Gliders

The Sugar Glider is for those of you who think squirrels are adorable and would like to have one as a pet. The pet is actually not related to squirrel, however these small marsupials share many commonalities with flying squirrels. Sugar Gliders are also very social animals. Sugar gliders yearn for extensive attention from their human owners or need another sugar glider present as a companion. The Sugar Glider's diet is composed of high amounts of fruits, vegetables and some insects. This pet is for those who want to interact with a pet that enjoys consistent human interaction.

2. Chinchillas

Chinchillas resemble squirrel-mouse hybrids with enormous furry ears. As pets, Chinchillas are very docile and easy to keep and maintain. A drawback to the Chinchilla is that the pet can be hard at times to socialize and can be introverted. The animal prefers a quiet environment and strongly disfavors sudden movements, loud noises or extreme changes in its environment. A quirky aspect of the Chinchilla is that it prefers bathing with dust or sand as opposed to water. Chinchillas are also known to chew on a variety of objects, therefore many chewable items should be kept in the pets enclosure. The enclosure for the Chinchilla must be relatively large to provide this pet with the opportunity to roam. These animals are not noisy and almost odorless as a good alternative to gerbils or rats.

3. Ferrets

Ferrets are known as clever, affectionate and personable animals despite being criticized for their weasel like appearance. Their proponents claim them to be exceptional pets because of their high energy and interactivity with toys, balls and their environment. Though the animals spend the majority of their time in an enclosure, ferrets need to be released frequently for exercise. As the popularity of ferrets increases, many accessories have hit the market including pouches, leashes and custom clothing. Additionally if the animal is spayed or neutered and decantered, the smell of the animal is nearly eradicated.

4. Snakes

Snakes have long been an interest of pet owners. Snakes are best for people who are not seeking a fuzzy et to cuddle with, but would rather an enigmatic animal to appreciate. It should be noted that you must not mind that animal eating live mice or rats. Snakes however can be difficult pets similar to many other reptiles. Snakes require special heat lamps or heated rocks to maintain the body temperature of this cold blooded animal. Additionally, the specialized diet of the animal and difficulty finding quality veterinarian services can be challenging. However, if you remain undaunted by these challenges a snake may make an exceptional pet for you.

5. Guinea Pigs

The Hamster is generally a child's first pet, however a guinea pig may be the best choice for most. Guinea pigs are renowned as outgoing and affectionate pets that are very easy to take care of. The animal can live very well on simple pellet foods and enjoys are large enclosure or can even do well in an open sectioned off portion of the apartment. With enough space, a Guinea Pig can be trained to use a litter box. Guinea pigs can become very attached to their human caretakers and make a small squeaking sound at times. The guinea pig enjoys an active life and can make an exceptional apartment pet.

6. Rats

Rats are abhorred by many, however others discovery excellently clever companions. If its appearance and stereotypes don't dissuade you, the rat may be a good pet for you. Rats are extremely easy to care for. Rat enthusiasts applaud the pets increasing intelligence and often engage in games with their pets. The rat needs a modes sized enclosure and flourishes with human interaction. A rat can and will bond with its owner and despite the stereotypes will be a very clean and affectionate pet.

A/N: Okay so, I have a snake, I have a guinea pig, Chris wants a ferret, A chinchilla would be fun, or perhaps that sugar glider or something... When I'm older and moved out and whatnot, I'm going to get the worlds most affectionate pet xD... I need cuddles o-o
Whaddaya think?

Friday, June 25, 2010

Pocket Billiards

Playing pool is sexy.

(Siblings excluded)

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Strange Days

There were bells on the hill, but I never heard them ringing. No I never heard them at all... until there was you. There were birds in the sky, but I never saw them singing. No I never saw them at all, 'til there was you.

An a completely unrelated note... I think I'm stressed. I had a friend point that out to me yesterday, and she's right. Dude. Too much going on, waaaaay too much to do before Canada. I have to get my passport, gotta get new glasses and contacts so I'm not blind, I have to go to the dentist, Mum wants to get my hair cut again and I STILL haven't gotten some of the things I wanted to get for the trip. I have to finish this semester with good grades, gotta do some extra work for these and those classes, gotta finish the last proyect that I still haven't started and I have to pretend that I don't care that other people are planning the end-of-semester party instead of me. Blah. And on top of that... so much confusion! Confusion, heartache, insomnia (it's coming back! NOOOOOO!!!), health issues... so much. Way too much going on at once. I'm like... being pulled in fifty different directions. Still gotta talk to Denae, I want to hang out with Jazz before she leaves, I want to talk/hang out with Mik, Victor's in an emotional... well, yeah... I want to be there for him, but it's sorta hard. Arno is awesome, I need to hang out with him more. JP is bugging me (what else is new?), I feel like I've lost school friends because of my odd moods and not-always-laughing/hyper-ness, my music is sorta dying and I want to quit my job, but I really need money. Also- Summer is full of traveling. I may be going to San Luis Potosi to nanny some kids for a couple days, then PV and then Canada... then possibly Colima when I get back. Sheesh.

I need a break.
And a massage. I have this knot in my back that's awful.

I feel like I just rambled and complained during this post... although, I haven't done it much so you'll just have to put up with me :P

Bloop. OH! And then Maya stole my favourite word ¬¬


Thursday, June 17, 2010

Morning buzz

Wake up to the soft chirp of my guinea pig. The pretty little purring of the small critter... the soft rain outside just makes my morning complete. As I look up to the sky, and see the white clouds blooming!!!!!! The ground outside is damp. The smell in the air is like... well, wet ground. The flowers are wet. Also. Yeah. My morning breakfast is a bowl of.... FRUIT! With yogurt. And coffee. And now! I am blogging! And I am singing! What I'm blogging! So, read this again... and sing a little tune. And it's sure to make your morning flume.

Harry Potter.


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Now Go

Who are you?
Who am I?
What are we?
Is this a lie?
I want to laugh
I want to cry
I want to dream
I want to fly
A wish is made
A tear has fallen
A memory fades
A smile is shared
Beauty recognized
Goals accomplished
Dreams fulfilled
Friends made

A hug
A kiss
A smile
A tear

The end.

Sunday, June 13, 2010



Momentary rush of happiness, soon followed by anxiety.

Something is wrong.

Something unknown. Mysterious, but all around.

Lightning. Thunder. Beauty only some can truly appreciate.

Soft drops on my skin, leaving a burning sensation of cold in their place.

My heart is pounding. The air is rushing.

Questions are asked. No answer is given.  All sense has faded.

Danger is all around us. The sensation unmistakable.

I close my eyes. Willing for it to go away as I shiver it off.

I awake in a dry, warm room.

Right where I started.


A/N: Just an idea I had for a short story, but it came and went very quickly and I didn't have a chance to really think it through and write it. So I wrote the impressions it left me.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Making Fudge

So you know how everyone has a certain something, that describes them entirely? Perhaps a piece of clothing, a purse, their shoes... You can tell almost everything about someone just by looking at one thing: their wallet. I have always had this really strange and absurd desire to look through stray wallets. I say stray, because I'm not a pickpocket. I don't go up to people, take their wallet and look through it. It's just in those odd occasions where they'll leave their wallet on the grass while they go play a game, or they give the wallet to me or (anyone around me, really) for safe keeping. I go through it. Now, I guess in a way this is really an invasion of privacy... but only for this reason, the fact that anything you find in there will show what kind of person they are. In the many wallets I have found, only a couple have gotten upset at me for doing it, and one of them was because I found birth control inside... It was quite an interesting find. The other person got upset because simply because he didn't really like me much. So invading his personal space wasn't welcome. Everyone else has (mostly) been fine with it though.
In my wallet... you'll find a guitar pick, my keys, my credential for school, money (sometimes), and my headache pills. Along with a few business cards I've picked up along the way. It's not much, but if you'll notice, it all says something about me.
The most interesting finds I have found in wallets other than the previous one I mentioned have been pop can opener things (jeez, there was this one girl that literally had like 20 of those. It was ridiculous), concert tickets, love notes, extra battery for their cell phones, and quite a few other things.

That's my bit for now. I have more to talk about it but I ought to go, I'm on the phone... o-o

Friday, June 4, 2010

Dream to fly

Have you ever felt like a story will write itself?
Or like a painting is drawn on it's own?
How about a dance, where your feet are moving all by themselves?

Inspiration is drawn by any surrounding. It moves through the air, it is in the aroma of a rose, the beauty, the crimson tint. The laughter, the love, the smiles. The sadness, the loneliness, the tears. If you're given inspiration, don't let it go. You don't know when you'll be given it again. It comes and goes as it wishes, similar to the flight of a butterfly, or a thunder storm during a drought. But it is a beautiful thing.

The rubber band on my wrist says it all: Happiness.

41 days. Almost, my love.

Thursday, June 3, 2010


There's something missing. Something in the air... a scent, a breeze, a sound. Nothing is the way it should be. I turn my head, gazing in every direction, trying to hear as far as I can. The jagged rocks of the mountains around me pierce through the sky with a forbidding aura that makes me want to flee, but a promise had been made. I continue to walk forward, step by step, thorns piercing my now callused skin, rocks embedding themselves in my makeshift shoes. The clothes I have are only scraps. Ripped apart by the force of nature and time. My skin is now dark, colored by the heat of the sun. My hair is white, bleached, ripped, tangled to the point where I knew of no other alternative than to take my own knife to it. My eyes have long lost any sight to them, a pale blue similar to that of a cloudy day has taken place of any specs of color. I could feel no pain, only fear. I could no longer see, but I could hear. The strange colors of my imagination had replaced those of reality. The sounds in my mind, and the rustling all around me kept me company on my journey. A promise. One that bound me by faith, by morals. I continued forward, nearing the base of the mountain, I could feel other presences around me. A snake, a hawk, scorpions, and... the one thing I came for. I could feel it just beyond the reach of my fingertips. A strange energy pulsing from the only thing that could make this all worth it. A reason for the dry blood on the soles of my feet and arms. The blindness in my eyes, the pain I could no longer feel. I could almost touch it... suddenly an unrecognizable rustling sounded next to my feet, I swung my wrist behind me, hoping to protect myself from this strange presence. I hit air, but I could feel something there. An aura at my feet, rising to meet my knees and slowly continuing towards my waist. I try to run, but it has me entrapped, I cannot move, I cannot speak. My voice has no power, no strength. I can feel all energy in me weakening as this air rising like steam envelopes me. I can almost forget why I was here. Then I remember... it was a promise. A promise I almost kept. My knees crash to the ground as I can feel a last tear fall down my cheek, and then, I can see.

A/N: Again... strange, unexplainable inspiration.

An Easy, Peaceful Feeling.

The gentle touch of your fingertips on my eyelids. Shutting them closed with a fragility similar to that of a rose petal. No one else around me can feel me just as you can. Gone, and yet still here. Nothing around me is as it was only a few days ago. A scent, unmistakably that of lilies fills the air. A chosen couple walk up the small steps, my sister, and her lover. A short speech, heartfelt words and silent tears are exchanged between the two and the small audience. I reach out my hand, and touch my sisters shoulder. A small breeze rushes towards her as she looks in my direction, her eyes grasping to see what isn't there. Another hand in hers pulls her away from me, and towards the rest of the people. I glance over to where you are, just as you raise your head and look at me. Straight at me. I smile, a small, peaceful smile.

A/N: Really strange inspiration hit me tonight, and I didn't know how to direct it... then I got this really [strange] idea that started flowing just as I wrote the first couple words. I don't know what it is, or what it means. But, there you have it.

Forever May You Run

Take it easy on yourself
Some sounds of yesterday
The ghost of you dancing in the hallway

Lunar to base
Let's get this on
The kids have gone mad
They've been insane all along

Forever may you run

You don't deserve to get lost
Soon will come the waves will stop
The still of the night
Sitting amps in the half line
May your struggles all be one

Forever may you run

I'm walking into the end
I got nowhere left to go
I get so in between
Didn't make it to the disco
The president's in bed
They're trying to find a king
Buddha here is busy
Jesus wasn't in

There is snow over the road
We'll have to wait before we go
Let the heat come in
Where you end I begin

Forever may you run

Did it all to yourself