yellow sea

hellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
world.
how art
thou?
i'm good, i make mistakes, that rhymes with snakes,
if i could
go anywhere it would
be
to hannah's mansion in
Denver
thank you
5
is a
# of happiness,
if there is such a thing
Hey Tucker.
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farewell
i'm off to
kansas.

You Want It, You Got It.

Chapter 2

Walking Dead

"Please fasten your seatbelts and prepare for take-off."

It was like I had forgotten how to breath, luckily I wasnt as bad as the woman sitting next to me. She had her hair pinned up in a neat bun, wearing sweats and a large t-shirt, she was breathing heavily, while her hands were clenched tightly around the armrests, and her feet planted firmly on the ground. I tried to ask her if she was alright, her responce was a distracted moaning noise and a panicked facial expression. I turned my attentions elsewhere.

The plane finally got off the ground and the women finally calmed down. Without a word she got up, looked annoyed and asked the flight attendant if she could change seats. It was then that I realized I had been holding onto her hand quite tightly. I felt releaved when she left and asked the flight attendant for a drink. I took a sip and opened the journal.

June 14,

Journal, it is times like these when I feel like no one is listening to me! I went today to my boss and said, "Mr. Randsom, I have worked here for 10 years and gotten no reward for it! I deserve a raise!" instead he told me to collect my things and that I was not to enter the building again. Journal, I had not asked to be fired! That was not my intention at all! Now here I am packing my things into boxes and preparing to move back in with London, after all I can not affored my own place and-

I fell asleep at this point and was awakened by the same dream. This time there was a slight change, instead of beetles, they were little hornets and they flew away while one came and stung me on the nose. Then the car, then a glimps of the driver, onto my awakening. Just in time to hear that we would be landing shortly. Here I was, across the ocean from my home, my family, everything I knew. Only to return a locket, hopefully this time I would find out the truth about it.

true love in the purest form

I wish I was cool like them. They are so beautiful and great. I am so loving this picture of them. They look like this whenever I talk. I think it means they love me. :)

I Think, I Need A Type Writer.

This is it. The breakthrough i've always been waiting for. I will be a writer of adventure, of love, of tyranny, of betrayal, and of mysterious dealings. It will be called, "Satirical Avenue"

Chapter 1

The begining

I woke with a start. The dream slowly came back to me and the dread set in as I realized, it was the same dream as the night before, slowly repeating itself. Humorlessly coming back to haunt me because only I knew what it meant.

It was time to go and I knew it. Before I could calm myself down I jumped out of bed and slid the suitcases out from under it. I ran to the wardrobe and collected only the things I was sure I would need, the basic clothes, my scarf, the journal that started it all, and the locket I would be returning. I threw it all in the suitcase, not knowing how long I would be gone. I took one last glance behind me, collected the cash box from behind the cabinet and ran out of the house.

There was a bus stop down the road, it only took a moment to get there. The next bus was going to be there at 5:30, it was five at the moment, just half an hour, that ment half an hour to think. I sat down on the bench and thought over the dream, fog everywhere but you could see the grass, then out of the fog a figure approaches and hands me a glass bottle filled with small buttons. The stranger leaves and the buttons change to four leaf clovers, to little blue stars, to a jar full of beetles. Upon seeing them I drop the jar, it shatters and the beetles scatter all over, then the car pulls up and I get in, look over at the driver and before seeing its face, I wake up.

I hear the sound of the breaks in the distance, wait for a moment, then the bus pulls up and I slide in handing the driver the correct change. I slip to a seat near the back and stare out the window not knowing the next time i'll see this bus stop or the neighborhood surrounding it. Time to forget the past, remember the dream, get to the airport and go wherever this plane ticket takes me.

And that! Is chapter one. Just kidding i'm not writing a story, but if you must have more, just say so! hahaha This was for Madeline and Abigail.

But Dont Forget Me!

Once upon a time, I was swimming with my little brother and older sister, while my oldest sister watched from the bleachers above us. As I was swimming along I was hit with a "wave" of inspiration! I swam up to the very edge of the pool jumped onto it and yelled up to my sister, "Madeline! I'm a beached whale!!!"

The End

Quote: "A platitude is simply a truth repeated till people get tired of hearing it." - Stanley Baldwin.

Mood: Happy As A Clam. Or A Whale.

You Compulsive liar, you.

I think about flying sometimes. And what it would be like to date a bat. Sometimes I go out into my backyard and climb the large sycamore tree and dream about being a leaf! Blowing in the wind, and falling off around winter time. Occasionally if im in the mood, I swim in the creek with a little pink inner tube. thats my life in a nut shell. NOT.

Mood: Content, Tired, Happy.

Quote: "If one sticks too rigidly to one's principles, one would hardly see anybody."

Recalling the blog

Lately i've been thinking a lot about blogging and writing down my problems for anyone who happens to stumble upon my blog. Maybe people like that kind of thing tho... "oh it sure is my lucky day!! Heres someones problems splayed out for anyone to read! I am now distracted from my drama and can concetrate on theirs!!" Oh who am I kidding? That would never happen. Today though I am appreciative of things even if a lot of them end up being bad or a waste of my time... At least I tried it out, right? I think i'll take up an exotic instrument... maybe i'll pick up my bass guitar and try that out... I am going to try 3 new things this next week, which shouldnt be too hard considering its Christmas week! Which means lots of new foods mmmm. Thats one of my favorite parts of the holidays. You can eat as much as you want and nobody cares!

Mood: Happy as a clam!

Quote: "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" - Chinese proverb