It's HALLOWEEN!!!
I'm going to be a vampire.
My brother is going to be Mario.
My dad is going to be a cowboy.
And my mom is going to be in like a moo moo dress with curlers in her hair and have a whole LOT of makeup on.
LOL.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Paronoia
Okay . . . just watched Candy Man. Paranoia is sweeping in. I don't want to ever turn my back again. I'll just live the rest of my life backed up against a wall . . . made of steel. In a room with no windows or doors. With a hook. Also made of steel. And keep my mind completely blank. Not that I was scared or anything.
(Laughs hysterically.)
No offense, but the girl actually did look very crazy at the ending.
And dead.
That guy did too.
Oh, who am I kidding???
Almost everyone looked dead at the ending.
Candy Man!!!
(Laughs hysterically.)
No offense, but the girl actually did look very crazy at the ending.
And dead.
That guy did too.
Oh, who am I kidding???
Almost everyone looked dead at the ending.
Candy Man!!!
MIGHT
Okay. Enough with the death poetry for a while . . .
The sky is so gray . . .
Sorry. Anyway. Hmm . . . What should I type???
How about this???
BUTTERFLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And to the people out there who MIGHT understand,
PIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now, maybe I MIGHT seem crazy.
Maybe I am.
But I do know this.
(This also for the people who MIGHT understand.)
To the pants mobile!!!!!
The sky is so gray . . .
Sorry. Anyway. Hmm . . . What should I type???
How about this???
BUTTERFLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And to the people out there who MIGHT understand,
PIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now, maybe I MIGHT seem crazy.
Maybe I am.
But I do know this.
(This also for the people who MIGHT understand.)
To the pants mobile!!!!!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Bridge
The bridge; crumbling.
The wood; splintering.
The stones; fumbling.
The sides; blistering.
From the hate of the people.
From the pain of the stream.
This bridge represents the earth.
And it's running out of steam.
Soon we all will perish.
Soon we all will die.
Soon the bridge, will give way,
And fall out, of the sky.
The wood; splintering.
The stones; fumbling.
The sides; blistering.
From the hate of the people.
From the pain of the stream.
This bridge represents the earth.
And it's running out of steam.
Soon we all will perish.
Soon we all will die.
Soon the bridge, will give way,
And fall out, of the sky.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Crazy
White coats.
People in them.
A straight jacket.
I'm wearing.
An ambulance.
I go into.
A padded cell.
Where I live.
Crazy.
I am.
Lunatic.
They say.
Took me away.
They did.
Crazier now.
I be.
Broke out.
I did.
Lunatic on the loose.
I am.
Staring.
People are.
People in them.
A straight jacket.
I'm wearing.
An ambulance.
I go into.
A padded cell.
Where I live.
Crazy.
I am.
Lunatic.
They say.
Took me away.
They did.
Crazier now.
I be.
Broke out.
I did.
Lunatic on the loose.
I am.
Staring.
People are.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
La
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la plus
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah times
The equivalent, or nonequivalent of the answer above minus
Whatever number you can think of equals
11 or 42.
Always.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah times
The equivalent, or nonequivalent of the answer above minus
Whatever number you can think of equals
11 or 42.
Always.
Elmer and George
To the people out there who know what Elmer and George is, here are the NEW episodes.
Episode 1
Elmer . . . Elmer where are you?
Uhh . . .
Aah!!!
No. George. Wait.
Elmer, is that you???
Yes.
(Hug here. Elmer falls through George.)
Elmer??? What's wrong???
I'm a ghost.
How come I can see you?
Because. You're a ghost too.
(both say) Oooooo!!!!!!
Episode 2.
Elmer?
Yeah George?
Butterfly.
No George. That's an airplane.
Elmer?
Yeah George?
Butterfly.
No George. That's a helicopter.
Elmer?
George, it is not an airplane. It's a . . .
(caw caw)
Bird.
Elmer?
George. It's not a butterfly!!!
(Turns out, it was a butterfly, and it killed Elmer.)
He, he, he.
Episode 1
Elmer . . . Elmer where are you?
Uhh . . .
Aah!!!
No. George. Wait.
Elmer, is that you???
Yes.
(Hug here. Elmer falls through George.)
Elmer??? What's wrong???
I'm a ghost.
How come I can see you?
Because. You're a ghost too.
(both say) Oooooo!!!!!!
Episode 2.
Elmer?
Yeah George?
Butterfly.
No George. That's an airplane.
Elmer?
Yeah George?
Butterfly.
No George. That's a helicopter.
Elmer?
George, it is not an airplane. It's a . . .
(caw caw)
Bird.
Elmer?
George. It's not a butterfly!!!
(Turns out, it was a butterfly, and it killed Elmer.)
He, he, he.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
12:25 . . . Ugh.
Well, then again, the last time I spent the night at my friend Keilee's house, I stayed up 'till 5:00 reading. She fell asleep at about 3:45. At 5:00, her mom woke up and told me to go to sleep. At about 9:00, I think, her mom let us get in her bed, and we slept 'till about 10:40.
People, I got 5 hours and 40 minutes of sleep.
As I said in a previous post, aah!!!!!!!
Well, then again, the last time I spent the night at my friend Keilee's house, I stayed up 'till 5:00 reading. She fell asleep at about 3:45. At 5:00, her mom woke up and told me to go to sleep. At about 9:00, I think, her mom let us get in her bed, and we slept 'till about 10:40.
People, I got 5 hours and 40 minutes of sleep.
As I said in a previous post, aah!!!!!!!
Dead
Amazing waves, off the coast.
Low seas that sweep the shore.
Hawaiian traits that love to boast.
When fate comes knocking at your door.
How can life get any sweeter?
You ask the sea.
And then, of course.
Life gets worse.
When there's a tsunami.
But whatever, you scream.
With all your rage and pain.
You let your tears fall freely.
For the cold has gone and came.
No one hears you, obviously.
For everyone is dead.
And so are you, yes you will be too.
When you slowly fall asleep.
Low seas that sweep the shore.
Hawaiian traits that love to boast.
When fate comes knocking at your door.
How can life get any sweeter?
You ask the sea.
And then, of course.
Life gets worse.
When there's a tsunami.
But whatever, you scream.
With all your rage and pain.
You let your tears fall freely.
For the cold has gone and came.
No one hears you, obviously.
For everyone is dead.
And so are you, yes you will be too.
When you slowly fall asleep.
Okra pickles
I am now ingblog. I spelled that backward because when we went to walmart, and came back, I noticed that we got okra pickles. That's right. It was on the label, clear as day.
I wonder how they make them that way.
I mean, they looked like pickled okra and everything.
Hmm . . .
I've also been reading up on the Roman Empire.
Have you noticed how many of the names seem unpronounceable if you speak English???
Plus, I have a new episode of Elmer and George.
Pretty much only my friends will know what I'm talking about.
W-O-W!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's already ten thirty-three???????
Cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I wonder how they make them that way.
I mean, they looked like pickled okra and everything.
Hmm . . .
I've also been reading up on the Roman Empire.
Have you noticed how many of the names seem unpronounceable if you speak English???
Plus, I have a new episode of Elmer and George.
Pretty much only my friends will know what I'm talking about.
W-O-W!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's already ten thirty-three???????
Cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ahh!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
AAAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
AAaaaaaahhhhhhh.
Aaahh.
ahh.
AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
AAAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
AAaaaaaahhhhhhh.
Aaahh.
ahh.
The dark glass
The sliver of light,
at the end of the tunnel.
The home insurance,
after a flood.
The safe place,
during an earthquake.
The stitches,
when you lose blood.
It's the dark glass,
The shining light.
The guidance,
Through the night.
Maybe you don't understand.
Most people do not.
But this page I'm writing,
Is only one little dot.
In the endless story of life.
The dark glass.
at the end of the tunnel.
The home insurance,
after a flood.
The safe place,
during an earthquake.
The stitches,
when you lose blood.
It's the dark glass,
The shining light.
The guidance,
Through the night.
Maybe you don't understand.
Most people do not.
But this page I'm writing,
Is only one little dot.
In the endless story of life.
The dark glass.
It's a twister
It's a twister,
It's a twister.
Someone please come.
It's a twister,
It's a twister.
It's swallowed up the sun.
It's a twister,
It's a twister.
Now all the land is gone.
It's a twister,
It's a twister.
The houses are not here.
It's a twister,
It's a twister.
Now we aren't either.
It's a twister.
Someone please come.
It's a twister,
It's a twister.
It's swallowed up the sun.
It's a twister,
It's a twister.
Now all the land is gone.
It's a twister,
It's a twister.
The houses are not here.
It's a twister,
It's a twister.
Now we aren't either.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
People may or may not be saying I need to write happier thing. So, I'm going to try. Here goes.
Sunny skies,
Bright days,
Filled with happiness and joy.
Waves of gold,
On the beach,
Moving closer to the shore.
The words shared,
Between friends,
When they don't even say a thing.
The simple pleasures,
Of everyday life,
You don't even think about.
That is why,
Life is worth living.
Or is it?
Sunny skies,
Bright days,
Filled with happiness and joy.
Waves of gold,
On the beach,
Moving closer to the shore.
The words shared,
Between friends,
When they don't even say a thing.
The simple pleasures,
Of everyday life,
You don't even think about.
That is why,
Life is worth living.
Or is it?
Plague
The plague.
The disease.
The sadness of the earth.
The cold.
The broken.
The challenged and the wounded.
It's come.
It's gone.
And it will come again.
But that's what makes life worth living.
For if everyday,
The same thing happened,
What would be the point of living?
I ask these questions,
For I do not know.
And neither do you.
So don't act like you know.
Because neither you nor me shall know.
Until the end.
The disease.
The sadness of the earth.
The cold.
The broken.
The challenged and the wounded.
It's come.
It's gone.
And it will come again.
But that's what makes life worth living.
For if everyday,
The same thing happened,
What would be the point of living?
I ask these questions,
For I do not know.
And neither do you.
So don't act like you know.
Because neither you nor me shall know.
Until the end.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
How come...
How come the sky's are gray?
How come the suns are red?
How come every person,
In the end, turns out dead?
How come the oceans are blue?
How come love is painful?
How come something bad,
Can turn out to be beautiful?
I guess we'll have to deal.
For the answers are not here.
I guess we'll have to deal.
When we lose someone dear.
How come when we're sad,
We have to shed our tears?
Until the morphine kicks in,
and erases all the pain.
Until the light starts to dim,
And it's our final day.
Until the end.
Or the beginning.
It depends.
Goodnight, sweet city.
Hope that tonight,
Is not your end.
For at your last breath,
The city breathes it's own.
Until the end, sweet city.
Then we'll be home.
Home, sweet home.
How come the suns are red?
How come every person,
In the end, turns out dead?
How come the oceans are blue?
How come love is painful?
How come something bad,
Can turn out to be beautiful?
I guess we'll have to deal.
For the answers are not here.
I guess we'll have to deal.
When we lose someone dear.
How come when we're sad,
We have to shed our tears?
Until the morphine kicks in,
and erases all the pain.
Until the light starts to dim,
And it's our final day.
Until the end.
Or the beginning.
It depends.
Goodnight, sweet city.
Hope that tonight,
Is not your end.
For at your last breath,
The city breathes it's own.
Until the end, sweet city.
Then we'll be home.
Home, sweet home.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Why is poker so HARD? Even when you play at home with your mom and dad? I kept on losing all my chips, then getting charity which I had to pay back to them. I think at the highest point I owed my mom around 800 and my dad around 700. Just my luck. But I did manage to pay it off. Before I lost again.
Britney
P.S. I did get to learn how to play three poker games, though.
Britney
P.S. I did get to learn how to play three poker games, though.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Song
Hello world. Many of you might not know that I write song lyrics, and sing them, but until we actually video tape them and put them on the blog, I'm just going to put the lyrics on here.
Black Hole Zones
Verse 1.
One day you're fine.
The next day your not.
And today, is here, because . . .
You don't get, what people say.
To you their words
Don't mean anything.
What does it mean,
When this happens?
What does it mean,
When you no longer have friends?
Or when you reach the end?
That's when,
We're in,
Chorus.
We're in the black hole zones
The space between spaces
The words you don't know
The things that are there
But you can't see them
They're like thin air
Just like shadows
Except in the gloom
And as you stand there
Facing your doom
Yeah, they're everywhere
'Cause we're in
The black hole zones
Verse 2.
The dreams, you have
the nightmares that haunt you
The things that scare you
And that's all they do
What does it mean,
When this happens?
What does it mean,
When you've committed every sin?
Or when you reach the end?
That's when
We're in
Chorus.
I hope you enjoyed.
I'll do more later.
Britney
Black Hole Zones
Verse 1.
One day you're fine.
The next day your not.
And today, is here, because . . .
You don't get, what people say.
To you their words
Don't mean anything.
What does it mean,
When this happens?
What does it mean,
When you no longer have friends?
Or when you reach the end?
That's when,
We're in,
Chorus.
We're in the black hole zones
The space between spaces
The words you don't know
The things that are there
But you can't see them
They're like thin air
Just like shadows
Except in the gloom
And as you stand there
Facing your doom
Yeah, they're everywhere
'Cause we're in
The black hole zones
Verse 2.
The dreams, you have
the nightmares that haunt you
The things that scare you
And that's all they do
What does it mean,
When this happens?
What does it mean,
When you've committed every sin?
Or when you reach the end?
That's when
We're in
Chorus.
I hope you enjoyed.
I'll do more later.
Britney
Monday, October 12, 2009
I Don't KNOW!!!!!!!! .part two
I almost forgot.
Also published by I don't know you dating service.
The place where you meet people, you don't know.
And that's our slogan.
I think.
I don't know.
Britney
Also published by I don't know you dating service.
The place where you meet people, you don't know.
And that's our slogan.
I think.
I don't know.
Britney
I Don't KNOW!!!!!!!!
I don't know what to type. Besides what I'm typing now. All I have to say is: To my friends, glub glub, to my enemies, whatever, and to those people I haven't decided on, I don't know.
Published by I don't know companies
Have a nice I don't know day.
Or maybe you don't want to have a good day.
I Don't KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Britney
P.S. And to those people that had somebody steal from them, I Don't Know anything.
Published by I don't know companies
Have a nice I don't know day.
Or maybe you don't want to have a good day.
I Don't KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Britney
P.S. And to those people that had somebody steal from them, I Don't Know anything.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Laziness
I haven't really gotten around to doing my blog in a while. It's kinda like my diaries . . . that I never keep up with. I mean, I like doing them, but it seems like too much work to get around and do it. Might be because I'm so lazy. But I'm too lazy to care that I'm lazy. I might need to see a doctor about it . . . whatever. So, I decided on my blog I liked having black as the background color, and changed it back before I combusted. Minus that last part. Right now, I think I might be on a sugar high or something. My brain is on the . . . "I can do anything in the world, I'm just a big ball of energy, I think I'll go run a marathon" mode. I think I'm just waiting for the part where I collapse.
Catch ya' later
Britney
Catch ya' later
Britney
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