word to the wise

Instead of reading the paper in the morning, i read nbc.com in hopes for a new entry from Jack McBrayer and Tina Fey. But, there never seems to be one!
But yes, today in my findings i read a comment saying something along the lines of good luck this season and i have prayed for you and your daughter and your husband. WHOA! HOLD UP!!! "PRAY FOR YOU !!!!" creeepppppyyy to the MAX! (max steel) but OH MY GOD! HOLY SHIT! that is soooo weird, A you don't know these random kids and they could be GANG MEMBERS to idk.... k cubed. crazy.

no wonder there hasn't been any updates lately!
word to the wise, public, don't write creepy messages on websites of celebs that DON'T KNOW YOU!

Life would be SO much easier if ...

Everything had a number i could dial so that when i lose it i can call it and find it because it will RING!
The answers to the SAT's were in MY hands... .... if only if only
If i had the ability to shrink people, so i could put them in a box and finally look down at them the way i want to!
If weapons were never invented so real wars would be fought like real men and real women
If there were no race issues and no gender ones either.

The tree's branches breaking into more branches until only twigs are left
To feed into the clouds above.

Only, I, one of those tangled twigs
Knew the answer?
Not possible
Though I thought I did
No, wait, I didn't
I did not know the answer
How could I?
A mere literature
Not a reader
Just one who studies
Never good enough, only if I read more
Oh, but I did, the answer was that Tonio was torn between two sides of himself: bohemian and bourgeois because his father was a mixture of the two as well as he, and his mother was strictly bohemian, leaving Tonio in distress.

So I could have gotten it wrong,
Thank goodness I didn't answer
I could have gotten it wrong.

Where are you world? why have i not found you yet??

Time Isn't the Bastard

That saying "time goes by too quickly" is quite narrow minded, the person who ever first said that must have been the largest "party animal" of whatever century it was. time does in fact go by quickly but maybe we should be the ones to take the blame. we kill ourselves everyday with school, work, nothing, boredom, maybe throw in some math while we're at it. Time isn't the bastard; we are. time is the scapegoat in this crime, and somehow we have gone on so long thinking this that now we have engraved it in there, that brain of ours. peel the damn thing off! I say, PEEL IT!

Maybe That's Just Life

I hate how once we meet someone no matter their friendliness, we always grow to hate them in some way. Friendships are just a colorful fungus growing on a wrotting tree trunk that has nothing to do but decay. or maybe that's just life; we steadily decline, we never incline on our tredmills.

Uvula

Sometimes, yes, I feel like i must resort to compare myself to a Uvula. just chillin there , back of the throat, no sign of interruption, just food scraping the belly. no appologies. just the norm. walk all over ppl who care for others. Yeah that's our world today, sorry Al Gore ya can't help us out with this one.

Sometimes i forget myself.
i let others swallow me whole, like a delectable snadwich running with dressing, though i'm not runny at all, i stand there waiting to be.
I'm not her, you, nor I but i sure as hell not him.
at times i want a title, just to make it easier in a casual conversation, but when outnumbered i prefer me, sort of....

oh you know whom i speak of

I feel like he's there
though he never really is
and sometimes i feel like he never will be.
i wonder if she will....