Monday, October 27, 2008

I would rather fail at something I love, than be a success at something I hate

This was one of those unconventional days where everything that wouldn't bother you at all just seemed to pile on top of you like a large amount of barbells.

I am not sure what it was about this week, but damn was it hell. Inconsequential things, baby things. Things that I would laugh at in any other regard had me blubbering like a bitch. Hell I even spent 17 hours listening to one song over and over again typing constantly to clear my mind. If I had been in the mood to type out a novel, y'all would have been in for a treat, you would have had my autobiography, my cookbook, my love memoirs and maybe even an art book or two.

oh yes and my external HD fell and now is damaged in ways I cant repair on my own, so that means: ALL my photos, including family photos and images of Trinidad may be lost for good

my games are gone.. what am I suppose to do without my Sims?

 

and lastly and more importantly. My movies are gone. All 100 gigs or so. That means ALL my Disney movies are gone. Shit is gonna be intense for a lil while, Tread with caution.

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Random art on my art blog... Gadzukes

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REALLY really didnt want to post this here because I was ashamed of the shit of it, but looking at it for a while made me ignore the things i hate like the hair which i tried to compensate for by putting hair under, and looking at the good, like the improvement on skin. Its a slow journey and im happy with my progress. Plus everything i do is done with the mouse so thats something.

So you had a bad day

Where is the moment we needed the most?

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

You tell me your blue skies fade to grey,

you tell me your passions gone away,

and i dont need no carryin' on

 

Cuz I had a bad day. I had a bad day

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Sunday, October 12, 2008

I was brought up to believe that how I saw myself was more important than how others saw me.

So today is the turkey day, when you know all the Indians came from India with turkeys and gave thanks to the white man. Millions of years of tradition has come and gone and now we give thanks for everything that we are thankful for,, or at least that's the general idea.

 

things went generally well, but certain things got on my nerves. One of them are overly flashy relatives. Ones who dress up to see family and act as though the are better than you are because they are dressed up. Not only are you a tool but rather a whole toolbox

Friday, October 10, 2008

I dream, therefore I become.

Sucks, since I've only had 2 dreams in my life. One was a reoccurring  one that involved everyone I knew running around a school getting mauled by tigers and zombies and in the end of it, my brother, my cousin and me were the only ones who were left, my brother got caught in a room when we all ran and my cousin ran. I always woke up before I died tho so that was fun.

the other one was an awkward sex dream that noone needs to hear about.

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so what good is sleep  when one doesn't dream.  I normally spend as much time as can awake, the best time of the day is in the night, plus if you never sleep, then you never get old. atleast that's what I think and anyone else who thinks differently  is not only a tool but a giant tool box.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

The nerd in me

 

Unicorns: Natures marvels or just a horse with a party hat

 

over the ages, there has been many rumors and stirrings concerning these little party animals. Some stories going from beautiful white horse-like creatures with a single horn to some more outlandish beasts with the body of a deer, the tail of an ox, the hooves of a horse and a single short horn on its head. The purpose of this essay is to not only prove that the unicorn exists but that it is a player.

 

The unicorn is not just a north American myth but it has been spotted everywhere in the world. Some famous unicorn sightings were made by Adam in the garden of Eden at the beginning of time,Confucius multiple times between the time of 551 and 479 B.C., Alexander the Great in Asia in the 4th century, Julius Caesar in Germany during the first century and Genghis Khan in the early 1200's. Other than Confucius and Adam, everyone else has been shown over time to be stand up guys. Do you really think that they would lie about something as important as seeing a horse with a horn out of its head? neither do I.

 

In medieval times there was a lot of concern over unicorn horns being fakes especially knowing that unicorn horns or unihorns can cure every conceivable disease known to man including the dreaded plague. So there were a few test that would be done to prove that you had successfully ruined a unicorns day by cutting off its chick magnet. They are the following:

  • The true horn, when thrown into water, sends up little bubbles. The water seems to boil, though cold, and one can hear the boiling.
  • The true horn gives out a sweet odor when burned.
  • Poisonous plants and animals, when brought near the true horn, burst and die.
  • The true horn sweats in the presence of poison.
  • The true horn is always striated, is extremely hard, very heavy, the color of boxwood, and able to save the life of a pigeon poisoned with arsenic.
  • Enclose a spider in a circle drawn on the floor with an unihorn. If the horn is true the spider will not be able to cross outside of the circle and will starve to death inside it.
  • Place the horn in a vessel and with it three or four live and large scorpions, keeping the vessel covered. If four hours later the scorpions are dead, or almost lifeless, the unihorn is a true one.

medical proof that the unicorn exists, the surgeon general wouldn't allow such tests to be allowed if there was no such thing as unicorns.

 

This final paragraph will show that unicorns are players and are drawn to women of the fair variety. During the great unicorn hunts of 1495, the traditional method of capturing a unicorn involved entrapment by a virgin. In one of his notebooks, Leonardo Da Vinci wrote "The unicorn, through its intemperance and not knowing how to control itself, for the love it bears to fair maidens forgets its ferocity and wildness; and laying aside all fear it will go up to a seated damsel and go to sleep in her lap, and thus the hunters take it."[ pretty much this all boils down to the unicorn not being able to handle its hormones and jumping on any virgin to be found where the hunters would swarm on it. Moral of the story, gentlemen- keep it in the pants.

 

There you have it, undebatable proof that not only the unicorn exists but also an important life lesson on safe sex and strong moral fibers. Unicorns only show themselves to the chaste and the pure of body and mind. This reason is why they have been mistaken for myths along the lines of big foot, or Nessie. Remember, just say no if you want to see an unicorn, and for the rest of us who don't have a chance.. well there is always the Loch Ness.

                                                                                         

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this essay is to show how much of a nerd i am, and also to give a good friend of mine ideas on her own essay, sadly other than the highly sarcastic tone in this paper, most of the info was found on the internets and not made up... im totally gonna get a unicorn horn and watch a spider starve

There can be no happiness if the things we believe in are different from the things we do.

Dont you simply love it when you havent spoken with a person for a really long time and they come up out of the blue to fill your day with a little bit of good word? I had a day like that last night when a buddy of mine spoke with me about how hes moving to oshawa in a month, this then proceeded to be a talk about relationships, school, life and any other philosophical idea that came to mind. Its funny how sometimes all you need is a different perspective on life to make yours just a little bit better.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

life is never as magical as they make it out to be

So ive been spending my days lost in the world of D*sney, watching countless movies from my childhood,ignoring all the problems I have in my life, and im just wondering what life would be like if I met a alien or if i was a talking car, life would be just awesome like that. But c'est la vie. Life has not been going the way it should in the 08. Had the heart damaged, was almost homeless and am livin at home with my momma for another indefinate period of time, dont have a job and on top of that. loosing my drive to apply for school, things just look peachy and yet I cant help lettin a little smile slip out. All Disney movies always have a good ending at the end of it all.
 
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