Sometime You MUST Indent, But This Time I Shall Not

Walking down the street, you saw trees. Trees lined the street and everything was cooler there, even when the temperatures were reaching record highs. There were houses, and there were people who sat on the porches there. If you weren't careful, you could get stuck talking to them for forever and a day about nothing, when all you wanted was to go on walking with your head in the clouds. And you did! You were tall, and at the same time you were small and the leaves glittered when you walked by and you were Richard Cory with a new ending and you were Wolf, and you were a heart in Atlantis, and this town was charmingly dead, and what did you feel? You felt like a child who knew too much. And that’s what you were. And nothing made sense, and that was okay. Sometimes it’s good for it to not make sense, because when it does, the world is a much duller place. And all the things you did, they shaped your mind, and they made you KNOW things, some of which had to be ignored for your peace of mind’s sake. Then one day they could not be ignored anymore, and you lost all that magic that was there before. Maybe it is still there, but you are less perceptive to it. You were a child, and no longer is that the case. Adults become adults because they learn what things to restrain, and if you restrain something for too long, it gives up and dies. Adults learn what to ignore and what to cover up and what to deny and what to push from their minds and what to be [tragically] skeptical about and they lose so much. You have to have to maintain a child's perception of things to some extent in order to have a child's joy in many things. In everything.

Duuuuhhhhh....

I was typing. And then I stopped.

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Above is the link. It is really a cool site, for vintage lovers, old icon lovers, rock lovers, etc. I love old clothes, old icons, old movies, old books, old music, and so much more. This site is really great, and I am not trying to be commercial about it, it is just so cool, I thought I'd share it.

YESSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!! ALL IS NOT LOST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, Dear Jesus. I thought I was going to never see someone I care about more than anyone or anything else anymore. Thank God. It might be a while, but at least there is hope that it will eventually happen, after all. Thank God.

Hmmm....

Hmmmm.....

A very tough decision. Might have to call Mum about this one.

Here is the other one...

And this is how long I wanted my hair.... Only if Caleb likes it, though.

To Caleb Again

This is also October 2010. Well, sorry it is sideways. And the reason I am not putting them all together is because it messes it up.

Another To Caleb

Here is one from October 2010, when I was staying with Mom.

To Caleb......

Here is one from eary 2010.

Edie

Edie Sedgwick was a shooting star. I feel like we could have been friends. It is a shame that she died so young, though.

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This is to Caleb:
The picture is on the right. It says "Here you go, Caleb :)." I don't want to put the other pictures on here because they are really ugly anyway, and I look like a man.
This is also to Caleb:
I love you!!!

Flowers

Well, I have been testing out my green-thumb potential for the past week or so.
I hope it proves to be high.

Last Saturday, my aunt and I cleaned out an old flower bed, and planted some daisies in it. I obsessed over it for the past week, pulling weeds and putting up a wire fence around it.
Then, yesterday, she came over with a bunch of plants (presumably from a grocery or hardware store greenhouse), potting soil, and Appalachian brown mulch. We made two other flower beds in front of the house, on either side of the front door. We planted purple and red verbenas, red dianthus, and some violets in those. Then, she planted lamb's ear and violets in an old flowerbed. In the old one we "renovated last week, I planted one orange gazania and one purple verbena, along with three lavender plants.

Today, I planted a bunch of gazanias in an "extension" of the flowerbeds we made yesterday. I also planted some verbena and gazanias in with the lamb's ear, and a strawflower plant. I put a mixture of red and brown mulch in the flowerbeds by the porch, red in the one behind the house and red in the old one. It really looks nice.

Sometime later I am planning on planting some marigolds, too. And hopefully sometime this week, I will plant some cosmos near the house. I can't wait to get started on another little project. It really is fun, now that I actually have a place outside to plant things at.

Something Nice

Have you ever had someone in your life that you know you just can't live without? It doesn't have to be Mother or anyone in particular. Just someone who brightens your day the second you see them, or hear their voice.

I'll tell you a little about my "someone." He is so sweet and cute, and does these things that he thinks are just run-of-the-mill, but which are really quite endearing. He thinks so little of himself, but I think so much of him. We might fight and we might fuss sometimes, but we both know it's not a reflection of how we really feel about one another. I hope he is reading this, and I hope it makes him feel better, because he's been having a rough go of it lately. :) Hopefully he will get the message-I love, love, LOVE him!!!

Etc. II (I think)

Well, it has been a while. I have read a book that makes me mad and I am reading one that I actually like now. I'll tell you about the one that makes me mad. Everyone seems to find it more Intriguing and Interesting and Deliciously Scandalous! if you accentuate the negative and then give a very hodge-podge attempt to accentuate the positive afterward just so that you feel this much ----------- better about yourself, when in reality you have made yourself this much - better.

Now, about the book.

The Giver, by Lois Lowry.

Very aggravating to read. You want to seize the characters from their comfortable, little compressed and dried tree pulp and ink homes and SHAKE them. They are so stupidly satisfied with their pathetic lives which are supposed to be "perfect" that it is absolutely MADDENING. They kill babies. They kill old people. They kill people who break a few petty rules. They look the same. They dress the same. They eat the same food. The "couples" do not actually kiss or engage in any physically intimate relations whatsoever. They do not actually have their own kids. Their hormones are stifled out at an early age so that they become virtually asexual. There is more, but I am running short on time, so I can't write it. Not to say that it is a bad book, though. It has a good ending, at least. And that's what matters, right? If you have a good journey, only to end it by falling in a pit of fire with evil dragons and all that, then it just sucks. If you have a bad journey, then end it by meeting that special someone, winning a million dollars and all that, then good, very, very good. Awesome, even.

Well, that's about it. Yay. Have a nice day. :) Get all seventies on that, man. haha
*If you don't get that, then look up on Google the origin of the "Have a nice day [insert smiley face]" thing.

Hello

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Well, Wonderful

Don't you just love the attitude some people have? They are angered by others' happiness and try to ruin it simply because they can. How great. I hate it when people are two-faced. There are people in my life who should have the guts to tell me what they think of me to my face instead of being nice and waiting until I am gone to say mean things about me.

As much as I try to be nice to people, you would think they could at least return the favour. But, of course, they can't. I hate it when they are so controlling. That is something that really makes me mad. Everyone has a life. Their very own life. It is theirs, not to be subject to harsh dogma from merely another person. Of course, the government is a controlling factor that is reasonable. They don't control every aspect of your life, though, at least, not in America.

Whenever a person, like your mom, spouse, friends, or siblings, etc. tries to dictate in a Hitler-like fashion every detail of your life, that gets to be a bit much. So, if you would like to have your children, spouse, family, friends and everyone else in your life hate you with a passion, then try to control them completely. It's the soap-bar reaction. The tighter the grip you have, the more it slips away, whereas, if you just gently hold it, it will stay right nice, there in the palm of your hand.

Are you sure you want to delete this post?

Hey. I know. I haven't been on here in a few months. I haven't really been doing much in the way of computers lately. Staring at these emotionless, electronic, LCD or cathode ray tube screens gives me a headache.
Well, since it is the tradition here for me to tell about music artists, I will tell about one I know quite personally. He is based in West Virginia and he can play several instruments incredibly well. Those instruments are: guitar, piano and banjo. He can play a lot of Buddy Holly and Johnny Cash songs. He even writes songs. I keep telling him that he is really great at the whole music thing, but for some reason he thinks that I don't want him to do that as a career. He could go very far, I think, if he would just listen to me a little now. :)
Anyway, the reason I can't put a video of him on here is that there are none on this computer and he doesn't even know that I am writing this. His name is for me to know and for you to learn when he hits No. 1 on the Billboard Top 100. But, in case he should read this-
I love you, baby! <3>
(and, yes, you should be a musician, if it is what you want to do. you're really awesome at it. better than all my "favourite" bands.they were my favourites. then i heard you start playing your guitar and i felt like slapping myself. you make the stones and all of those guys look like amateurs. you're the best ever. :)