Everything.

ok, if i dont blog. then i totally die at NaBloPoMo. But it's all stormy, so I should turn off my computer.
If I don;t get a chance to get back, on, then this will do.
Uhhh, dunno what to write.
Far out, go back through my blogs and click on a link, that'll give you something to do.

here, ill just put a quote:

Charlie: What colour are my eyes? (turns around)
Kevin: (Talking to her back) Well, at first glance your eyes are brown. But when the light hits them, they change to amber. And if you look really close around the iris, the colour is pure honey. But when you look into the sun, they look almost look green. That's my favourite.

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Later that day:

Part 1:

6 words: My life's a string of lyrics - soulcages
Song lyrics (you love me, trust me, and you'll forgive me for this):

ABBA:
One of these days
Gonna tell him I dream of him every night

As I held my breath, the world stood still, but then he just smiled

Taylor Swift:
Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say yes

Anna Nalick:
I shine a little more lately

Michelle Brach:
Could you look me in the eye
And tell me that you’re happy now?

There’s a will
There’s a way
Sometimes words just can’t explain
This is real
I’m afraid
I guess this time there’s just no hiding

And I’ve heard that you can’t fight love, so I won’t complain

Delta Goodrem:
Hearts that don’t love can’t be broken

Part 2:

6 words: Love comes in many different ways. – Tinkcmc16

Oh, and, have you guys heard the song ‘OK, Here’s The Truth’?
It is soo cool.
It’s about this guy who has a feeling that his wife is cheating on him, when she comes home late from work with bad excuses, and in the end, he finds out that he was at the doctor, and she’s dying. And now, he doesn’t care anymore, he just wants her to be OK.

There's a look on her face
She's starting to master
And she carefully closes the door
She's been coming home late
With pre-packaged answers
To questions she tries to avoid

Now she's talking too fast
And I just have to ask
Baby what's all the cloak and dagger for?
Okay here's the truth
I ran out of gas
& I didn't call cause I thought you'd be mad
So I started to walk
Took an hour and a half
To get off that highway and fill up that can
I was hoping that you'd understand

She's getting good with the lies
So good that you'd wonder
If the rabbit in the hat tricks for real
She turns water into wine
And I'd almost believed her
If her eyes just for once could keep still

Now my patience wears thin
Cause she's late once again
Honey tell me what delayed you this time

Okay here's the truth
It's gonna sound kind of strange
But I took a new way home from work for a change
It started out fine
Til I got to Route 9
Went an hour the wrong way before I realized
I'm sorry I ruined all your plans
I was hoping that you'd understand

And there watching her secretly talking
It is just about all I can bear
Now I know why she's been wearing
More Make-up and caring
So much about changing her hair

The telephone vibrates on the table again
Another damn private call coming through
And now she's visibly shaking
And I just feel like taking that phone
Throwing it clear across the room
She answers “hello”
A mans voice I don't know
Says “it's time that you tell him the truth”

Now I can't take this no more
Honey I'm out the door
No, I won't relaxI got my suitcase all packed
What she said next stopped me dead in my tracks

Okay here's the truth
It's not what you think
The man that you heard is head of oncology
I'm sorry I lied
To you all of those times
I didn't know how to tell you
I might not survive

Okay there's the truth
I've got six months to live
Only wanted what's best for you and the kids
I promise I'll fight
With all of my might
But if I lose this battle
I lived a good life

So baby just please hold my hand
And tell me that you understand

Part 3:

6 words: My angel can fly without wings. - ThrivingViolet

And on an unrelated note:
So yeah, I did it. Well done? I dunno, it feels like I’ve done something wrong, why do I feel guilty? I thought I was doing the right thing, I put so much thought into it, and yet…
If I just got an answer, maybe I’d feel better about it. I mean, you still checked, so that means something, but you haven’t… said anything. Ugh, I hate that you mean so much to me, it’s so degrading.

Moving on.

Part 4:

6 wors: The stuff that enters my mind... – hirokee
Life is really happy. I just need to not think too much, and I need to smile. It helps, you know, smiling. And focusing on the positives (i.e. friends, creating connections, Christmas coming, school almost over) And 6 word memoirs. They always help.
And love.
And imagination.
And beauty. (i.e. me :P)

And jokes, teasing, mucking around. (i.e. lisa/corinne)
And sentimentality.
And using big words (i.e. sentimentality)
And emotion.
And story telling.
And childishness. (i.e. enjoying big words)

And talking things through.

And learning together.
And smiling together.
And teaching, learning, experinecing.
And understanding.

And happy music, and peaceful music, and just all cool music.
(i.e. It’s not easy being green – Kermit the frog)(:L)
And quotes. Quotes make things good.

And poems.

Here’s one by Amanda Bradley

Follow your dream...
Take one step at a time and don't settle for less
Just continue to climb.
Follow your dream...
If you stumble, don't stop and lose sight of your goal
Press to the top.
For only on top can we see the whole view
Can we see what we've done and what we can to
Can we then have the vision to seek something new
Press on.
Follow you dream.

See?? My craziness makes me happy. No wonder I’m always smiling :L

Here, this is from Karen’s blog:

"I believe laughing is the
best calorie burner. I believe in kissing,
kissing alot. I believe in being strong when
everything seems to be going wrong. I believe
that happy girl's are the prettiest girls.
I believe that tomorrow is another day,
& i believe in miracles."

Hehe

‘Don’t ever ask me for reasons why I live for you. I just do.’