Okay at first I felt bad for the guy. I mean the bird craps in his mouth. There is nothing that could be seen as more gross than that, in my opinon at least. You watch the whole thing and you're thinking "EW."
But if you go to this site you discover the whole story. It is a bit far-fecthed if you ask me.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Crappy Hoax
Open Up Your Ears
I find as I get older the sound of my own voice is a little annoying. I used to enjoy speaking, about anything really, the weather, the boy down the street, how many licks it took to get to the center of the tootsie pop; I was there for conversation. Now it seems wasteful. Everything that comes out of your mouth has a significant meaning to someone, however small it may seem. So why waste your words when there is so much to learn? When what I say is so ignorant in comparison?
I have always been told when your mouth is open, your ears are closed. There is truth to that statement. I have spent my life speaking far too many pointless words. I need to listen more. There is a lesson in everything. Everything you do, every where you go, every one you meet, there is a lesson. And I want desperately to learn.
I have always been told when your mouth is open, your ears are closed. There is truth to that statement. I have spent my life speaking far too many pointless words. I need to listen more. There is a lesson in everything. Everything you do, every where you go, every one you meet, there is a lesson. And I want desperately to learn.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Also
I enjoy these guys quite a lot. I'm looking for the show, it seems like something I'd enjoy. It's called Flight of the Conchords. A show based out of New Zealand (like Hercules AND Xena!) And it has that dry humor I so very much enjoy. The show follows this folk group around New York on their attempt at success in the cutthroat career.It seems very 10 or Items or Less-ish. Very humorous! Gonna find the first season and buy it on Amazon.
I also just can't get enough of these kiwis accents!!
I also just can't get enough of these kiwis accents!!
Out of Place
Lately I've felt like a bystander in the world.
I mean I exist but my existence is inconsequential. Everything I'm a part of seems so distant, church..school. Everything. I'm not sure why so I try to stop and examine things but that doesn't help. It does nothing really. I'm just stuck in this rut. I'm too young to make a difference and too old to ask for help. What an awkward age.
I mean I exist but my existence is inconsequential. Everything I'm a part of seems so distant, church..school. Everything. I'm not sure why so I try to stop and examine things but that doesn't help. It does nothing really. I'm just stuck in this rut. I'm too young to make a difference and too old to ask for help. What an awkward age.
Monday, March 24, 2008
HORRIBLE HORRIBLE HORRIBLE
Airport experience. The lady there had no idea what she was doing and now I miss a day of school for her incompetence. She was in the wrong and because of that it cost us 100 extra dollars, me missing a day of school and my parents being severely angry with me.
Yes I got to see James for one more day. And that was fantastic playing cramopoly (cranium and monopoly combined) with Rae, James and Ashley. But I have to go home, get chewed out about how I MISSED school, how I probably planned to do this all along. Well I didn't, okay?
And I missed a newspaper meeting, a project graduation meeting, my makeup days for two tests and two quizzes. Yeah, I missed all that on purpose.
This will NOT be a fun week.
=(
Yes I got to see James for one more day. And that was fantastic playing cramopoly (cranium and monopoly combined) with Rae, James and Ashley. But I have to go home, get chewed out about how I MISSED school, how I probably planned to do this all along. Well I didn't, okay?
And I missed a newspaper meeting, a project graduation meeting, my makeup days for two tests and two quizzes. Yeah, I missed all that on purpose.
This will NOT be a fun week.
=(
Friday, March 14, 2008
Spring Break Day 1
I got into New Hampshire yesterday after a whole day of flying. I am not a big fan of flying. But I flew through Detroit. That was a new experience. And it is a huge airport. The tram thing was nifty. Anyway, the plane got in about 3:20 and I called Rae and Mama Farley to see where they were and all of the sudden I hear "SHAYLA, SHAYLA WHERE ARE YOU?!!?"
Mama Farley screams this across the whole airport and I can just see everyone look at me, but I didn't care. I love her. And she loves making scenes. After finally getting my luggage, because the little carousel thing broke, we get lost in New Hampshire and we follow this guy in a green truck for 20 minutes, no joke. The poor guy probably thought we were crazy. We finally get to the house which is covered in snow!! AGH! It's fantastic and I will have pictures eventually.
James gives me this huge hug and I just felt home. I love this whole place, everything about it is wonderful. They place SSBB and I lose, terribly. Then we have our double date and I finally meet Jared! (James best friend) Jared's girlfriend, Andrea and I sgare a common bond. Both our moms are addicted to Second Life. We actually had ALOT in common, I was surprised, but it made the night a little less awkward. It was fun though, we went to outback and ordered like a diggiry do. The food was good and the strawberry limeade tasted like red skittles. And it was my first real date with James. :)
We saw Be Kind Rewind, and I was a little disappointed. But there were literally 7 people in the whole theater and it was the tiniest thing ever. It was a fun night, good start for my snowy spring break.
Mama Farley screams this across the whole airport and I can just see everyone look at me, but I didn't care. I love her. And she loves making scenes. After finally getting my luggage, because the little carousel thing broke, we get lost in New Hampshire and we follow this guy in a green truck for 20 minutes, no joke. The poor guy probably thought we were crazy. We finally get to the house which is covered in snow!! AGH! It's fantastic and I will have pictures eventually.
James gives me this huge hug and I just felt home. I love this whole place, everything about it is wonderful. They place SSBB and I lose, terribly. Then we have our double date and I finally meet Jared! (James best friend) Jared's girlfriend, Andrea and I sgare a common bond. Both our moms are addicted to Second Life. We actually had ALOT in common, I was surprised, but it made the night a little less awkward. It was fun though, we went to outback and ordered like a diggiry do. The food was good and the strawberry limeade tasted like red skittles. And it was my first real date with James. :)
We saw Be Kind Rewind, and I was a little disappointed. But there were literally 7 people in the whole theater and it was the tiniest thing ever. It was a fun night, good start for my snowy spring break.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Ha
Hmm reading through my blogs and stuff I discovered I use the word realize quite frequently.
I need to replace that with something.
Suggestions?
I need to replace that with something.
Suggestions?
Tonight
I've been writing a lot of songs lately, I'm sure maybe like 2 of them are any good. But I'm also learning how to play the guitar at the same time. It's scary, listening to me, that is. My dad mocks me but I'm sure it's out of love. I notice writing music is what I turn to when I'm all agh! I was definitely agh tonight.
I realized 1) I'm in a rutt and just kind of stuck in the same place. 2) I don't quite fit in anywhere, the more time goes on the more my peers annoy me, but I'm just too young for anyone older than me. 3) I have no idea what love is, but I really want to find out.
See I have crushes on just about every guy. That's an exaggeration but it's quite a high number. And I realized all my crushes seem to be out of my reach, odd isn't it? I mean I'm in a relationship and James is sweet and dorky and I like that but the reason I have crushes on other guys is because the have something James doesn't possess.
I guess it's one of way of seeing all the aspects I want in a husband. A stronger christian, dimples, goals, compassion, dedication, grasp on reality..but aspects aren't everything right?And I know, I'm 18, and that's "too young to be thinking about marriage" I don't want to rush into it but I know what I want. At least I'm starting to find out. And it's making life harder, curiously. You'd think it'd be solving a problem.
It's creating another, however, and I have to catch myself sometimes..I really do.
I realized 1) I'm in a rutt and just kind of stuck in the same place. 2) I don't quite fit in anywhere, the more time goes on the more my peers annoy me, but I'm just too young for anyone older than me. 3) I have no idea what love is, but I really want to find out.
See I have crushes on just about every guy. That's an exaggeration but it's quite a high number. And I realized all my crushes seem to be out of my reach, odd isn't it? I mean I'm in a relationship and James is sweet and dorky and I like that but the reason I have crushes on other guys is because the have something James doesn't possess.
I guess it's one of way of seeing all the aspects I want in a husband. A stronger christian, dimples, goals, compassion, dedication, grasp on reality..but aspects aren't everything right?And I know, I'm 18, and that's "too young to be thinking about marriage" I don't want to rush into it but I know what I want. At least I'm starting to find out. And it's making life harder, curiously. You'd think it'd be solving a problem.
It's creating another, however, and I have to catch myself sometimes..I really do.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
I did it again
I was looking for something to wear to Chelsy's wedding, which was beautiful by the way, and right there on my dresser was a book I've been meaning to give back! I looked at it, picked it up, took my couple pages of notes out of the inside and set and down and said, "I really need to bring this to the wedding tonight and give this to Trevor." And did I? NO.
I will remember, I'm really not this bad when I normally borrow books, but I guess there's just something wrong with me..
Sorry Trevor!
I will remember, I'm really not this bad when I normally borrow books, but I guess there's just something wrong with me..
Sorry Trevor!
Friday, March 7, 2008
I'm just terrible at this
I know there is no excuse for me not blogging.
And I can say I juggle family stuff, a relationship, school, and the production of a 16 page paper every month (which actually took forever long to get out, thank you slackers!) But I've realized everyone has problems, everyone has struggles and I really have nothing to complain about.
My friend Courtney had her aunt pass away on Wednesday. She had Hepatitis because her husband would sleep around with hookers, and obviously he would come home for some lovin' too. Well her liver produce ammonia or something and put Courtney's aunt Debbie in a coma and on Monday she had to be put on life support because she wasn't breathing on her own. She passed away Wednesday and it was the hardest thing watching Courtney deal with that. But along with the loss of her Aunt and the fact that her mom is out of work so she has to work to pay the rent, Courtney's pepaw (grandpa) has cancer of the throat and it's too severe to cure, her sister might have ovarian cancer and her dad is getting married to a woman who is 23 years younger than him.
Separate these things would be hard to handle but Courtney seems to do it with such grace. I always look at her as this rock who never crumbles. She is amazing. But it was at band practice Monday night when I got a call from Courtney and I could just hear the pain in her voice. It broke my heart, she was so upset, she was crying so hard she could barely breathe...and Courtney never cries.
It was right there I realized, I don't have it bad. I may have struggles and things I have to deal with, but I maximize them to this extraneous size because I think if I don't have a problem, then I won't get attention. Or at least that's what I've come up with, if you have a better suggestion that doesn't make me look so human, please, tell me.
Maybe because I'm a writer I feel I have to suffer in order to be able to write a story worth reading, but I have hardly begun to suffer. Life is just starting for me. I have college to look forward to, love to discover, there's so much more life to live how could I have expected to get every heart-wrenching, tear-jerking experience before I turned 18? I'm foolish, I know that. Foolish, and oddly somewhat self-centered.
I'm working on both.
And I can say I juggle family stuff, a relationship, school, and the production of a 16 page paper every month (which actually took forever long to get out, thank you slackers!) But I've realized everyone has problems, everyone has struggles and I really have nothing to complain about.
My friend Courtney had her aunt pass away on Wednesday. She had Hepatitis because her husband would sleep around with hookers, and obviously he would come home for some lovin' too. Well her liver produce ammonia or something and put Courtney's aunt Debbie in a coma and on Monday she had to be put on life support because she wasn't breathing on her own. She passed away Wednesday and it was the hardest thing watching Courtney deal with that. But along with the loss of her Aunt and the fact that her mom is out of work so she has to work to pay the rent, Courtney's pepaw (grandpa) has cancer of the throat and it's too severe to cure, her sister might have ovarian cancer and her dad is getting married to a woman who is 23 years younger than him.
Separate these things would be hard to handle but Courtney seems to do it with such grace. I always look at her as this rock who never crumbles. She is amazing. But it was at band practice Monday night when I got a call from Courtney and I could just hear the pain in her voice. It broke my heart, she was so upset, she was crying so hard she could barely breathe...and Courtney never cries.
It was right there I realized, I don't have it bad. I may have struggles and things I have to deal with, but I maximize them to this extraneous size because I think if I don't have a problem, then I won't get attention. Or at least that's what I've come up with, if you have a better suggestion that doesn't make me look so human, please, tell me.
Maybe because I'm a writer I feel I have to suffer in order to be able to write a story worth reading, but I have hardly begun to suffer. Life is just starting for me. I have college to look forward to, love to discover, there's so much more life to live how could I have expected to get every heart-wrenching, tear-jerking experience before I turned 18? I'm foolish, I know that. Foolish, and oddly somewhat self-centered.
I'm working on both.
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