Thursday, August 27, 2009

Aghast

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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Life

One day I hope to put into words how I feel whenever I hear the ocean, whenever I see a sunset, and whenever I see the sun set over the ocean.

Amount

After perusing, I wonder how I will ever amount to her.

Travel

I have an intense need to travel. Will you go with me?

Ha!

"personal immortality is a chimera"

a reverie for me

My name

I have never really payed attention before but I have realized that the people close to me do not usually say my name. It is so rare in fact that when I hear it spoken from their lips, I am taken aback. It is so foreign and strange to me to hear my name called. Is that weird? LOL.
I like hearing my name coming from the lips of certain people. It tells me that they indeed know who I am. It validates me somehow. I don't know. I am just being creepy I guess.

Monday, August 24, 2009

:D

darling
you are special
to me you are astounding

~Bueller

Allowances

So, still stalking Bueller and I find it interesting to read about what happened to him on certain days and remembering what I had done on those same days. Comparing our lives is fascinating.
I know I am a much different person than I was 6 months ago let alone 2 years ago and reading his entries I do wonder. He isn't a very easy person to read. Predictably unpredictable it has been said.
I don't like surprises but I will have to make allowances.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Found whilst stalking Bueller

Your result for The Final Fantasy Job Class Test ...

Chemist

You scored 33% physical, 45% magic, 56% versatile, and 61% good!

Your talent lies in getting useful effects out of things you have with you. You have a decent understanding of first aid and can probably heal someone's wounds using some simple herbs. If you have any potions on you, you know how to make them work better than other people do. Enemies should watch out when you get your hands on volatile stuff...

Monday, August 3, 2009

"Well I know you're reaching out, and you need to feel my hand, you want to be understood, yeah well I understand. I know you hold precious little hope for me, and in your happiness, I'm always drowning in my grief...."
happiness is a warm gun