I got inspired... Thanks to Kitty Purry!!!

I'm sitting here and thinking, "when will this be over???" I'm tired and my eyes are closing on me, but yet I'm here wearing my super cute ruffled heels and my all too tight slacks. My hair look like a mess and I'm probably smelling from sweating so much from wearing a cardigan all day long. Why am I wearing a cardigan when it's 90 + degrees outside???!! Because I didn't want to get a darn farmer's tan. Anyways back to focus, I should of just told her, "hey mama, you can stay and I'll pick you up later." But the darn "good" daughter inside of me couldn't do that.

He came.
He saw.
He conquered.

A prospector he was,
Dig, dig, dig.
High and low,
Near and far.
He searched for all the riches of the world;
Exquisite gems, luscious jewels, magnificent gold.
They twinkled, shined, and danced
As he tossed them between his hands.
The smile on his face,
Is of a man who had just been satisfied.

One expedition after another, findings after findings,
His heart of greed was still not content.
Unexpected journey made its way,
The quest for riches quiche his thirst.
Armed with a shovel, a bag and two skillful hands,
He was well on his way to begin this challenge.

Utterly beautiful and breathtaking lyrics.....

1: Hey, sir. I have a quick question for you. Are you studying law or something? Is that why your name is the way it is?

2: No, idiot, I'm not studying law. I'm a military man, foo. It stands for "Integrated Logistic Support Active Tools" (if I remember correctly. >_< ).

1: OH! I thought your name stood for that law exam, LSAT. My mistake. Which military branch are you in?

2: Do you really want to know?

1: Yes.

2: Are you sure?

1: Of course, that's why I asked.

You just lost yourself a bag of 50 lb jasmine rice.... -_-" ... And you're not even here... Punk!

He stepped into the room as silently as he could.

As I sit here at the hospital, I wonder why life is so F'ed up? Why is that good people are always the ones that suffer? And they keep on suffering when they do no wrong?! I wanna know!!!!! How can life be so unfair? You think that if you do good, good things will come to you? F*** that! It's never like that!!!!! I'm so pissed! How can a person who does nothing but brings joy to everyone that surrounds him always ends up having continuously bad things happen to him? Does the creator of life not see that he has suffered enough? Why keep putting more heartaches and burden on him?!

Hrm. I was gonna log off but I saw someone special on! So I decided to blog about her before I head out. Akina is such a sweetheart. She cares when she doesn't even need to. She worries about you when she shouldn't. She tries her best to cheer you up when she could be doing something better with her time.... Like game! Lol.... Huns, just wanted to let you know your friendship is appreciated and treasured. Thank you for being just a good friend.

I want to blog, I like to blog, but I don't know what to blog about.... So many topics, so many issues, so many controversies, but nothing specific comes to mind..... On the top of my mind, I choose.... Chemistry!

Let's talk about chemistry.....

***** Hopefully, you understand this *****

He considered himself a two-faced character;
A deceitful romantic tempter
A despicable alien who will make you laugh, make you cry, and make you fall in love
He toyed with the heart, pursued the love, and gave the ladies a glimpse of perfection from above
Only to find out, it was a game he has been playing
This slick enigmatic man always ends up winning
You didn't listen to the rules and gambled your heart away
He snatched it and had his way

Mysterious, mystifying, mischievous; he was like no other

I told you you’re the prettiest without your make-up on
I laughed at your jokes even though you tell the punch lines wrong
You let your walls come down because I get you
You opened your heart to me for a few seconds or two

I told you I wanted to be the captain of the boat
I wanted to visit the Seven Wonders of the World
You refused and said no captain is needed
You threw me off, but I held onto the anchor
You made your way to California and told me to get back on
Happy as a Kitty Purry can be, I agreed
Your presence is all that I need

Dear liiFe,

I wasn't going to post up this drawing that I drew for you, but I figured, since I have nothing better else to do, I would. I drew you holding a lolipop, but then I remembered that you liked ice cream. I went back and drew an ice cream store just for you. I cropped the first one that I sent you. This is the original one... >.< ....

I had the most unusual and peculiar dream last night. I dreamt that I was in the country of South Africa. In this country, there were thousands and thousands of barbaric men divided into different clans and were fighting to gain the victory over a prestigious title. They wanted the country and they wanted to be known as the conquerors of the world. In the mist of this chaos, I felt so lost. I didn’t know who the villains were and who the saints were. I was an innocent civilian stuck in this animosity and hatred.

She sat on the gravel along the sandy shore. With her feet buried deep into the sand, she rested her head on her knees. Her attention was fixated on an island just beyond what her eyes could see. She had heard that the island was filled with exotic creatures and unimaginable beauty. She wanted to see for it herself for she had only lived it through other people’s encounters. She wanted to experience the beauty and adventure that the island had to offer her. At that moment, she sensed a presence behind her. She turned around quickly and came face to face with an unfamiliar face.

Momma WaaWaa is awesome. Momma WaaWaa cares and worries when it doesn't need be. Momma WaaWaa has a kind and generous heart. Momma WaaWaa loves when it doesn't have to. Momma WaaWaa pleases others even at it's own expense. Momma WaaWaa gives and thinks nothing of it. Momma WaaWaa has an odd sense of humor. Momma WaaWaa is stubborn. When it has it's heart set on something, it won't give in. Momma WaaWaa can be impatient. Momma WaaWaa hangs up on people -.-". Momma WaaWaa gets easily annoyed. Momma WaaWaa can be a crybaby.

[=15]I went shopping at the mall earlier before heading to work. I went browsing through stores and tried on a few items of clothing. I eventually settled on a skimpy black and white one shoulder dress. After I bought my dress, I had to leave and head off to work. As I walked to my car, I noticed this elderly man pushing myself on a walker. I didn’t think anything of it and strolled toward my car. I got into my car and as I looked to the left of me, I noticed the man once again. He looked like he was in this mid-80s, very fragile and frail.

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear my wonderful friend,
Happy birthday to you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's exactly your birthday right now and I wanted to be the first to wish you a happy birthday. May all your wishes come true and may you enjoy all that life has to offer you! Be good and I wish you well!!!!!!!

I never thought that my nonsense and joking ways would make you feel the way you did. I never intended to belittle you or make you feel like your friendship meant nothing. You actually have become a really good buddy and I would never purposely say something or do something to harm the friendship that we have. I didn't know you felt that way until recently and I wished you would of told me when it happened. I didn't think you would be upset about what I did because it was something I found insignificant. I guess your preception of it was different from mines and I am sorry.

Is there anything about you that is distinctive; something about you that stands out above all the other? Is it the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you speak your mind? People have told me that I do possess something that is distinctive. I have something that can be spotted from a distance. Apparently, my distinctiveness is my walk!!! My friends and family say that they can spot me out by the way I walk. My co-worker once told me that she saw me at the store, but was uncertain. Then she said that she knew it was me because of how I walked into the entrance.

Goodness! I hate kids! I hate kids with a passion. I hate the way they complain. I hate the way they talk back.I hate the way they tattle on each other over nothing. I hate how they pretend not to understand. I hate the way they bully each other. I hate that they judge each other by the brand names they wear. I hate how sneaky and conniving they can be. I hate that they can look a person in the eyes and lie. I hate how one minute, they are friends and then the next, they are at each other's throats.

Hey You!

Why do I always wait until the last minute to do my work, projects, and papers? Why do I allow myself to lag on things that I know are important and have deadlines? Why do I wait until a few hours before my paper is due to write them? Why do I push everything to the last minute before I find myself doing something about them? Why do I create stress for myself when it is not even necessary? Why do I find myself searching for mindless distractions just to avoid doing what I am suppose to? Why do I always find a way out of doing things when I know that I shouldn’t?