Elmo ran over my dog and knocked up my grandma.

yesterday molly said something i found really odd. she said that i was amazing because I'm able to get over obstacles. isn't that the reason we have obstacles? so we can get over them? i just found it odd. ive always been like that in a way. because to me the answer is obvious, either find a way to defeat it, or fail. you can expect the problem to solve itself.

well i was talking to a lady i know on msn (scotts mom to be exact) and everything she said was negative. all she did was complain about everything. how she cant lift heavy things, how she has too much stuff, and how she always seems in a rut. and all i could think was "well have you tried to start off small?" like yeah when i care shit i take way more then what i can handle. but the reason why i do that is i enjoy having the knowledge that i can achieve better then whats expected (even if it does make my body cry, poor bod) but at the same time i also know my limits.
so why cant she just do what she knows she can do? like can she not see tree from the forest? start with the one tree and soon you will have that spot of land cleared.

shes just one of those people that doesnt like her lot in life and doesnt want to do anything and change it. its like they are content living in their own self pity.

i can never imagine myself doing that really. yeah i get down but then i remember that only i can change and shape it.

still though, it frustrates me when they do this. because i try and explain to them that its them that needs to step up and change things, and yet its like they are so caught up in themselves that its like talking to a dead parrot. makes me wanna shake them! like a baby!!!
and like honestly. dont tell me this shit if you dont want to try and change things, and this bs that you "Can't, just can't!" stuff it. you can, you just need to light that fire under your rump


ugh, gotta go to school now. and stupid itunes wont quit, duh i wanna quit otherwise i wouldnt have hit the quit button! grrr. gots to go!

Who the Fuck is Alice?!

Oh, I don't know why she's leaving,
Or where she's gonna go,
I guess she's got her reasons,
But I just don't want to know,
'Cos for twenty-four years
I've been living next door to Alice.
Alice, who the fuck is Alice

Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance,
To tell her how I'm feeling, maybe get a second glance,
Now I've got to get used to not living next door to Alice...
Alice, who the fuck is Alice

i love that song. its by Smokie if anyone cares.

i have been so bummed out. i could have just bawled yesterday. i don't know why.... cabin fever? i just want sunshine. the sun did come out for a tiny bit when i was walking home from school. i stopped and tried to soak in the rays, it felt so good. then suddenly the wind picked up suddenly and whipped onto my face. it was like a bucket of cold water was thrown at me. a little shocking.

not much to report other then im really bummed out. haven't really talked to anyone so its kinda annoying.
i was sorta thinking back about my weekend at paul and mollys. when i went to one of the girls birthday parties i met both mothers of the kids. its a lesbian couple who have adopted twins, one is a healthy boy while the other one is a poor sickly girl. and it made me sad. you can see how much the couple love the kids and how much the kids love their moms. but why is it that people figure they shouldn't be together? there's love there! do you want these kids never to experience's love? yeah its not a ma and pa relationship, but honestly shouldnt the heart be what makes a home? or family? it just really rubs me when people say that they are okay with gay couples but think that they should never have children. and when they are asked why, their response is because it will screw up the kids. well im sorry but if a so called normal couple can make a fucked up kid why cant a gay family make a normal kid? "oh but the kids will turn out gay!" er? dont heterosexual parents sometimes raise gay children? its up to the kid! not the parent! the kid should be allowed to have a choice!

ugh. i think im going to go and play sims 2.

a really sweet song is:

Barry Louis Polisar - All I Want Is You

download it! or at least find it and play it once!

Blogging, about blogs.

K. D. Lang - Hallelujah

I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
You don't really care for music, do ya?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Baby iv'e been here before,
Iv'e seen this room and ive walked the floor,
I used to live alone before i knew ya
But ive seen your flag on the marble arch,
Our love is not a victory march,
It's a cold and its a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above,
But all iv'e ever learnt from love,
Is how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya,
It's not a cry that u hear at night,
It's not someone whos seen the light,
It's a cold and broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah

a new song i fell in love with. i don't know why. its just so smooth, i sway back and forth because of it. i fancy it quite well.

you know what i don't understand? and Ive digested this little thought over and over again (mostly in the shower oddly enough)
you make journals to keep and collect private thoughts. thoughts you wish to keep from others,

bloggs are journals. bloggs are journals created on the Internet that can be viewed by the masses. they too can contain your own thoughts and opinions much like normal journals.

so really bloggs are just an oxymoron, they are a public journal for your private thoughts. and people can/will get offended by your thoughts.
honestly if you look at this as an actual journal point of view, why are you getting mad at a person for writing down what they are thing of at that very moment? specially if its person and supposedly private.

just a thought. I'm going to finish my tea and go pee. cya!