Thursday, May 26, 2005

when life gives you lemons..

Don't you love coming across new things?...new socks.new food in your fridge.new friends.new school supplies.new home videos that aren't really new, you've just never seen them.new seasons.new people.new amazing music that you never even knew of.new words.new neighbors.new security guards(haha..I love how they don't know what they're getting themselves into, and they're so innocent).new make-up.new thoughts that you've never thought about.new ideas.new inventions.new places you've never been to but you know they've been there your whole life.new roller coasters.doesn't the word new look like its spelled wrong after a little while?...kinda like when you say ketchup over and over again and then it starts to sound like some crazy made up word? try it, you'll see. Don't you ever wonder how blind guys learn how to pee standing up? What do you think would be harder- Growing up till your about 13 and then becoming blind, or becoming deaf? I think I'd just have someone kill me. To live without being able to see God's creation, I don't know what I'd do. I love watching the sunset. looking at the mountains. Stargazing. But to never be able to hear the music that i love EVER again?! I'd go insane. I love music. And I sometimes talk on the phone to an unhealthy extent. I love hearing a band that's never come across my ears before, and loving everything about their music. Then I'm on a high of their music for like, a week or two, even if its just those 2 or 3 songs on purevolume. Boys? worth it or not? Whenever I tell people that I'm not all too into the whole "dating scene", they're like, well you need to experience things more, blah blah blah. whatever! I don't need to experience immature youth heartbreak in order to know how to interact in a relationship in my future. Ugly & beautiful, stupid & genius, fat & skinny...who defines them? no one. They're all opinionated observations...'labels'. i'm so guilty of labeling people. What can I say? If people walk around and call themselves emo kids, i'll probably refer to them as "crazy emo kids"...and if someone prefers to be called "preppy", hey, why not? Babies. Sure, they're 'beautiful miracles being welcomed into the world', but really, how beautiful are they? Teeny fetus's transforming into children, being painfully pushed out of some vagina, covered in some nasty liquids & slime & blood, screaming? mhmm. Pure beauty, right guys? Then again, I've never been the experimenter, so who am I to talk? I love being the person who's called when someones really scared cause they had a nightmare, and just can't sleep, so they call me. Cause Lord knows I'll answer my phone at any time of day or night, if I want to. I really love talking on the phone with Cortney, and how we'll talk hour on endless hour about boys...everything we've ever thought about them..our 'kiss list'...hahaha. We're the queens of gossip. Along with me & Jessie, even though shes pretty much the only one who ever talks. she ALWAYS has something to say, and I think we all know that. And if she's speechless, she just plays one of our many songs..As much of an immature little kid she can be sometimes, I love being with her. Meeting new crazy people, dancing in the middle of the street, singing every lyric we know, from rap to country to hard rock to punk to pop...to techno.. We're so diverse sometimes, and i love it. I love talking to Jordan on the phone a lot too. I love how we can sit on the phone for hours, talking to each other while we're both outside looking at the sky, about our lives, rating everything we can think of on a 1-10 scale. How we can read something amazing during our own 'quiet times,' and we know the other would love to hear about it. I love when my guy friends come and talk to me about their girl issues, because they know I make fun of girls just as much as they do..But then a lot of them think I'm really cool for that, but it's not that I'm cool, I just open my eyes to more than boyfriends and fashion and fake nails. I hate stinkin 'computer curfews'..and mean `ol grammys. I think I'll go take a look at those wonderful stars. goodnight.

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