I was "doing math homework" this whole Saturday! How lame. I really can't bear math though; learning polar stuff is just so useless for me and makes me upset.
Anyways, so now that I finished/gave up on the rest of the week's homework that I had pushed back for this weekend, I decided I'd read the first chapter of our Lit parallel reading, The Poisonwood Bible. However...I realize now that I've only gotten through the foreword. And then I realized I've recently been reading the foreword for all the books I read. And before, I never read those things. My mindset was to just skip the part before the actual story.
Does that mean I'm growing up? Becoming...oh no...more MATURE?! If so...gross! I wanna be young always, and then just die randomly. Sigh. Oh well. Haha.
Hear the Harps
a girl who dreams
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Rain and Bows

If I just lay here,
would you lie with me and just forget the world?
:)
The sun is shining and the tree branches wave in the slight breeze, alternating the patterns of light that glow through the window into my room where I am typing this entry! Ahaha.
I need to go outside now and talk to some trees so that they might give me my Pipa. I hope Lilac doesn't toss her out and become responsible for my death after I waste away from a broken heart. Oh my. Then again, Lilac isn't some mean older brother or anything, so I think I'm safe for now.
Anyways, I've spent the whole day downloading music onto iTunes. I don't really have anything to say right now.
Except that I love rain and bows. And I hope you do too.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Do Not Listen to Me (for I am sensible)
Iridescence
Iridescenc
Iridescen
Iridesce
Iridesc
Irides
Iride
Irid
Iri
Ir
I
am
nothing
without You.
Iridescenc
Iridescen
Iridesce
Iridesc
Irides
Iride
Irid
Iri
Ir
I
am
nothing
without You.
welcometomylife
wellhereiamandhereissheandhereishimandwhymustwegoalonginlifewithoutthethoughtsthatarenecessaryforaworldinwhichwecanalldanceandsingandlaughandlovelaughandinhandmagicasthewordsblendandfindtheirwaysintothesnakypathsofstreamsofsunlightthatkisstheplantswithraysandbeamsandoceansthatsparkleshinesparkleohwhatawonderfulworldeveniftheworldisnotsopleasantafterallcryingoutfortheicecreamthatrainsfromtheskieswithoutarespitequiescentletusfalltothegroundwithoutasoundandbeasstillastheleavesthatflutterintheslightestbreezeandglobalwarmingisrealandishereasthelandwavesbeforemyeyesandgivesnohopeasmuchasthewaterthataddstotheharmonyoftheskieswithbirdswhichsoarthroughthesilverofthemoonandohitmustbetrueforiamsoinlovewithyouGod.
chupa chups
s
m
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l
e
with a nod the wizened old face glew.
let there be light he whispered to himher?
why.
why.
why.
thoughts blow around and
the rain
it patters
pitpatpitpatpitpat
shah shah shah
murmuring do the trees crowl
why
why
why
alice she flyed.
she flyed far down
the
g
o
l
d
e
n
stream
ohlife is it really but a
dr e a m
do we knowno
why
w h y
w
h
y
m
i
l
e
with a nod the wizened old face glew.
let there be light he whispered to himher?
why.
why.
why.
thoughts blow around and
the rain
it patters
pitpatpitpatpitpat
shah shah shah
murmuring do the trees crowl
why
why
why
alice she flyed.
she flyed far down
the
g
o
l
d
e
n
stream
ohlife is it really but a
dr e a m
do we knowno
why
w h y
w
h
y
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Nothing To Say

The title says it all...bahahahahahahaha.
No biggie. No biggie at-all. Hehee. I'm pretty sure I had a weird dream last night, but then again, don't I always? I don't remember, though. That is my life.
Pralines are puzzlingly delicious. I don't like super-sweet stuff, and pralines really taste as though they are all sugar, but then they dissolve in your mouth and leave behind a honeyed flavor mixed with pecans. And then I love it. Yummy.
I'm also very sulky when I don't get what I want. I suppose it's due to my self-absorbed nature. Maybe you can see it; maybe you can't. But I really am very self-centered, and I try not to be...but I am. Haha.
I just finished reading the Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass. Oh, I DO have something to say. Slavery and racism and prejudice and discrimination are all so despicable on every level. If you didn't already know this, I am one of those people who get offended by even the slightest intimation of a racist comment, even if it is a complete joke. I guess you could call it "being uptight." But I disagree...the fact that we still even have Mexican jokes and Asian stereotypes and generalizations about this and that and him and her just goes to prove how prevalent this sort of stuff still is in our mindset.
Will it ever end? I know you are probably saying, "no, it's human nature." But why close yourself off to the possibilities? Sure, it seems impossible that anything like it could ever happen or that the world could ever even come close to ending prejudice or war or anything of the sort. I know. I doubt any of that will ever happen too...but here's hoping.
To the end of war,
To the end of prejudice,
To the end of starvation,
To the end of broken hearts,
To the end of hopelessness and despair.
Let's leave them behind,
Let's not care what people think,
Let's reach for the highest heights,
Let's laugh and cry out of happiness,
Let's let love overflow our hearts and pour out
of
our
eyes.mouth.hands.
Let's smile and spread the word about the "impossible"
the secret that no one seems to know
that
it
is
possible.
Anything is possible. Or else how could we be where we are now? I'm pretty sure cavemen didn't even conceive that such things as atomic bombs and iPods would ever exist. It was so impossible that it wasn't even an idea. People who read this (if anyone besides me does hahahahahahhahaha) may shake their heads now and roll their eyes, but I know that when you let God in, you let love in. And isn't that all that matters?
Haha, this is getting a bit saccharine. As sweet as a praline! I think this entry is getting all dramatic-sounding, probably because I'm listening to very chill music that is putting me in that "oooh, I'm coming up with the meaning of life!" mode.
Peaceee. Hehe I'm a Southern belle with a thug by my side. That means life is goooood.
No biggie. No biggie at-all. Hehee. I'm pretty sure I had a weird dream last night, but then again, don't I always? I don't remember, though. That is my life.
Pralines are puzzlingly delicious. I don't like super-sweet stuff, and pralines really taste as though they are all sugar, but then they dissolve in your mouth and leave behind a honeyed flavor mixed with pecans. And then I love it. Yummy.
I'm also very sulky when I don't get what I want. I suppose it's due to my self-absorbed nature. Maybe you can see it; maybe you can't. But I really am very self-centered, and I try not to be...but I am. Haha.
I just finished reading the Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass. Oh, I DO have something to say. Slavery and racism and prejudice and discrimination are all so despicable on every level. If you didn't already know this, I am one of those people who get offended by even the slightest intimation of a racist comment, even if it is a complete joke. I guess you could call it "being uptight." But I disagree...the fact that we still even have Mexican jokes and Asian stereotypes and generalizations about this and that and him and her just goes to prove how prevalent this sort of stuff still is in our mindset.
Will it ever end? I know you are probably saying, "no, it's human nature." But why close yourself off to the possibilities? Sure, it seems impossible that anything like it could ever happen or that the world could ever even come close to ending prejudice or war or anything of the sort. I know. I doubt any of that will ever happen too...but here's hoping.
To the end of war,
To the end of prejudice,
To the end of starvation,
To the end of broken hearts,
To the end of hopelessness and despair.
Let's leave them behind,
Let's not care what people think,
Let's reach for the highest heights,
Let's laugh and cry out of happiness,
Let's let love overflow our hearts and pour out
of
our
eyes.mouth.hands.
Let's smile and spread the word about the "impossible"
the secret that no one seems to know
that
it
is
possible.
Anything is possible. Or else how could we be where we are now? I'm pretty sure cavemen didn't even conceive that such things as atomic bombs and iPods would ever exist. It was so impossible that it wasn't even an idea. People who read this (if anyone besides me does hahahahahahhahaha) may shake their heads now and roll their eyes, but I know that when you let God in, you let love in. And isn't that all that matters?
Haha, this is getting a bit saccharine. As sweet as a praline! I think this entry is getting all dramatic-sounding, probably because I'm listening to very chill music that is putting me in that "oooh, I'm coming up with the meaning of life!" mode.
Peaceee. Hehe I'm a Southern belle with a thug by my side. That means life is goooood.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
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