Hahaha. I so still want the ab rocket. I'm sitting here reading blogs and the commercial comes on for it. I haven't paid attention to the T.V. for atleast an hour now and here I find myself completely engrossed in the commercial. I'm such a sucker for info-mercials. Then one comes on for a cell phone clip and suddenly I find myself thinking, "I want one of those." Though I've never boughten anything off the T.V. But I've thought about it many times. Kinda a weird night at work tonight. People were coming in groups. All at the same time. I have no idea what I'm watching right now. Oh, nevermind, Jason just popped up. I really like the horror channel that I get, but they show some lame movies on here. I love horror movies. I like being scared I guess. I dont know. I really like phycological thrillers too. I love to be able to get into the mind of a serial killer. I've read tons of books about it, one of my favorate books is The Encyclopedia of Serial Killers. I dont know why, it just fascinates me that someone can kill people and look at themselves in the mirror the next day. We are naturally cannibals are we not? I guess I'm being weird again. Ever since I can remember I've obbsessed over ghosts and death and morbid things. I used to wanna be a mortician, I dont think I spelt that right but you get what I mean. I dont really want to now, I think I'm too afraid of one day having to do an autopsy on someone who was close to me. I would love to become a writter and beable to live off it, but right now logically I'm thing of working with children. I'm not sure in what department but I would defenitly love to beable to help chrildern. Theres so much I have to offer, so many real life expirences from the abuse to the self-mutilation and so on. These things had to have happened for a reason, if not my life would be a waste. Why not put them to use? Oh yeah, almost forgot about the bug incident. I ran around the house for a half hour with a fly swatter and a can of flying insect killer, which I am almost postive is for outdoor use only. This bug is huge. I would try to sneak up on it while it wasnt flying but then it would start dive bombing me so I would scream and run away. Lol I'm such a baby. Well since I didnt put up any of my poetry here's my favorate poem....
Lingering Last Drops
And whence and why come you?
We know not whence, (was the answer,) We only know that we drift here with the rest, That we linger'd and lagg'd- but we were wafted at last, and we are now here, To make the passing shower's concluding drops.
-Walt Whitman
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