Friday, January 25, 2013
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
A Beach Story
It was a mild morning, perfect California weather. I only lived eight blocks from the ocean, so I decided to walk down to the shore to do some sea glass hunting. I have this small jar at home filled with sea glass and I love holding the jar up to the light and watch the whites, greens, browns and specks of blue reflect onto the walls.
I slipped on my flip flops, grabbed an empty zip lock bag and headed down towards the beach. What a beautiful day.The seagulls were soaring high over head, a light breeze blew through the trees, and there were colorful sailboats and windsurfers out in the ocean. I smiled at the sight and wished I brought my camera to capture this beautiful moment. I started walking along the shoreline, trying to find sea glass as well as sea shells to add to my small collection.
It was late afternoon by the time I finished. I had my flip flops in one hand, and in the other I held my zip lock bag that was filled with brown, green, and white sea glass. I was slightly disappointed because I wanted to find rare and exquisite colors like red, yellow and blue, but luck was not with me. I was heading back up the shoreline to my home when I happened to look to my left at the ocean. The sun was setting and the ocean was sparkling, catching the sun's last rays. Everything looked so beautiful; I stopped to take it all in for a moment. I walked towards the sea, and stopped in the incoming tide. Woosh woosh, the sea said. To me, it sounded like it was saying wish wish and that's what I did. I closed my eyes and made a wish. I opened my eyes and smiled one last smile at the sea, and then I turned to walk away.
I took one step forward and I went flying headfirst into the sand.
"Whoa! What the heck?! Who would put something here?!" I said, after I spit out a mouthful of sand.
I bent down and examined the object that sent me flying.
It was a seemingly empty green glass beer bottle that had a cork in it. I picked it up and took a closer look. There was this odd misty...thing inside the bottle.
What the...what is this? I shook the bottle a bit and the mist faded away.
Then, all of a sudden, a white misty face with wild eyes appeared in the bottle and stared at me. I gasped and dropped the bottle.
"OUCH. Why'd you drop me for?! Just because I don't have a body doesn't mean you can just manhandle and drop me like a hot potato! Jerk! I have feelings too you know! And I don't appreciate it when people wake me up from my millennium of sleep."
"Wha-...y-y-you...can talk?" I was doing an excellent job of understanding things today. This...thing just told me that it's been sleeping for a millennium and all I got out of it was that it could talk to me.
"Of course I can, you idiot. Just because I'm made of mist, doesn't mean that my brain is too! Dummy..." The mist thing scoffed at me.
By this time, I was getting used to the fact that a disembodied head was talking to me, and I decided I was tired of it berating me. Especially since we didn't exchange pleasantries yet.
"Mr. Disembodied head, mist, sir, dude, whatever, I don't appreciate you being so RUDE to me after I just woke you up out of your nice slumber. Not many people can sleep through a millennium you know. Even if they wanted to. Wait...how did you know it's been a millennium if you just woke up? I never told you the date, nor is there a calendar or anything that says the date around here. And who exactly ARE you anyways?"
"Well, well, well. Aren't you Miss Observant? Good job, I give you an A+ for being this observant. If I had arms, I'd give you a nice shiny golden star. I know a millennium has passed because that's when they told me I'd wake up. My identity is not important to you at the moment, and it won't be for a while. Any other questions?"
"So...you were placed here? Why?"
"Wow, you caught that, huh? You're smarter than you look. I was placed here because something horrible will happen in a few weeks. I was placed here to find you actually. Because you're supposed to stop this horrible thing from happening. I don't understand why they couldn't give me arms or legs...and a body would be nice too...well, they're idiots anyways. But now that I've found you we can get started on things."
"Who is they and...how do you know something horrible will happen, and why do I have to stop it? What if it was an accident that I found you and you're supposed to be waiting for someone else?"
"My, you certainly ask a lot of questions. You'll get all your answers later on. We need to get to somewhere private. You should probably put me in a bag or something, you wouldn't want people freaking out seeing you carrying a disembodied head that can talk, do you? And once we get to somewhere that's more private, I'll answer some of your questions. Now get moving! It's getting cold in this stupid bottle I'm in."
I slipped on my flip flops, grabbed an empty zip lock bag and headed down towards the beach. What a beautiful day.The seagulls were soaring high over head, a light breeze blew through the trees, and there were colorful sailboats and windsurfers out in the ocean. I smiled at the sight and wished I brought my camera to capture this beautiful moment. I started walking along the shoreline, trying to find sea glass as well as sea shells to add to my small collection.
It was late afternoon by the time I finished. I had my flip flops in one hand, and in the other I held my zip lock bag that was filled with brown, green, and white sea glass. I was slightly disappointed because I wanted to find rare and exquisite colors like red, yellow and blue, but luck was not with me. I was heading back up the shoreline to my home when I happened to look to my left at the ocean. The sun was setting and the ocean was sparkling, catching the sun's last rays. Everything looked so beautiful; I stopped to take it all in for a moment. I walked towards the sea, and stopped in the incoming tide. Woosh woosh, the sea said. To me, it sounded like it was saying wish wish and that's what I did. I closed my eyes and made a wish. I opened my eyes and smiled one last smile at the sea, and then I turned to walk away.
I took one step forward and I went flying headfirst into the sand.
"Whoa! What the heck?! Who would put something here?!" I said, after I spit out a mouthful of sand.
I bent down and examined the object that sent me flying.
It was a seemingly empty green glass beer bottle that had a cork in it. I picked it up and took a closer look. There was this odd misty...thing inside the bottle.
What the...what is this? I shook the bottle a bit and the mist faded away.
Then, all of a sudden, a white misty face with wild eyes appeared in the bottle and stared at me. I gasped and dropped the bottle.
"OUCH. Why'd you drop me for?! Just because I don't have a body doesn't mean you can just manhandle and drop me like a hot potato! Jerk! I have feelings too you know! And I don't appreciate it when people wake me up from my millennium of sleep."
"Wha-...y-y-you...can talk?" I was doing an excellent job of understanding things today. This...thing just told me that it's been sleeping for a millennium and all I got out of it was that it could talk to me.
"Of course I can, you idiot. Just because I'm made of mist, doesn't mean that my brain is too! Dummy..." The mist thing scoffed at me.
By this time, I was getting used to the fact that a disembodied head was talking to me, and I decided I was tired of it berating me. Especially since we didn't exchange pleasantries yet.
"Mr. Disembodied head, mist, sir, dude, whatever, I don't appreciate you being so RUDE to me after I just woke you up out of your nice slumber. Not many people can sleep through a millennium you know. Even if they wanted to. Wait...how did you know it's been a millennium if you just woke up? I never told you the date, nor is there a calendar or anything that says the date around here. And who exactly ARE you anyways?"
"Well, well, well. Aren't you Miss Observant? Good job, I give you an A+ for being this observant. If I had arms, I'd give you a nice shiny golden star. I know a millennium has passed because that's when they told me I'd wake up. My identity is not important to you at the moment, and it won't be for a while. Any other questions?"
"So...you were placed here? Why?"
"Wow, you caught that, huh? You're smarter than you look. I was placed here because something horrible will happen in a few weeks. I was placed here to find you actually. Because you're supposed to stop this horrible thing from happening. I don't understand why they couldn't give me arms or legs...and a body would be nice too...well, they're idiots anyways. But now that I've found you we can get started on things."
"Who is they and...how do you know something horrible will happen, and why do I have to stop it? What if it was an accident that I found you and you're supposed to be waiting for someone else?"
"My, you certainly ask a lot of questions. You'll get all your answers later on. We need to get to somewhere private. You should probably put me in a bag or something, you wouldn't want people freaking out seeing you carrying a disembodied head that can talk, do you? And once we get to somewhere that's more private, I'll answer some of your questions. Now get moving! It's getting cold in this stupid bottle I'm in."
Everybody wants to be loved
Every once in a while
We all need someone to hold onto
Just like a helpless child
Can you whisper in my ear? Let me know it's alright
It's been a long time coming
Down this road
And now I know, what I've been searching for
Oh it's been a long long highway and
Now I see
Love's been a long time
Oh been a long time
Love's been a long time coming.
Every once in a while
We all need someone to hold onto
Just like a helpless child
Can you whisper in my ear? Let me know it's alright
It's been a long time coming
Down this road
And now I know, what I've been searching for
Oh it's been a long long highway and
Now I see
Love's been a long time
Oh been a long time
Love's been a long time coming.
(:
Hihi!
I'm in a really happy mood right now. I don't know why. Maybe it's because my big gave me a present or maybe it's because I like my professors and stuff. In either case, I haven't felt this elated for a while. :D
I'm in a really happy mood right now. I don't know why. Maybe it's because my big gave me a present or maybe it's because I like my professors and stuff. In either case, I haven't felt this elated for a while. :D
Sunday, January 20, 2013
BIBLE
Me: Oh my gosh, who would read the Bible?
Britt: ...Christians.
Me: I wasn't really thinking, huh...
Believe it or not, but Harold and Kumar have some very very interesting things to say.
Especially the poem that Kumar read to his girl. Don't remember it? Well, here it is"
I'm sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that's good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed.
It's teh best freaking poem ever. If any guy ever says this to me, I'd be the luckiest girl everrr.
Even though I totally hate math...I'd still like this poem. :D
Especially the poem that Kumar read to his girl. Don't remember it? Well, here it is"
I'm sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that's good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed.
It's teh best freaking poem ever. If any guy ever says this to me, I'd be the luckiest girl everrr.
Even though I totally hate math...I'd still like this poem. :D
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Hang Out?
I want to hang out with you, and I want to spend as much time as I can with you, but I can't find any excuse to hang out. Besides, you're busy doing things. I waste your time.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Random Thoughts
Hello there. Long time no talk. Here's a bunch of random thoughts.
Anyways, I've spent most of my break not doing much. I've been pretty beat, but I think, no, I BELIEVE I can tackle next semester. I'm taking life one semester at a time. I'm way more laid back now, and I can't wait to start again. I need something to do, and well...it's time for me to move on.
I'm really glad he's out of the hospital. I need to be careful around him though, I don't want him to get sent back again. That'll make me sad. Anyways, I'm just glad he's out of the hospital. I don't know how spring break will go, but I hope everything goes well for him. I really really do. I want him back in one piece, alive and well, please!
Oh, and I wanted to say THANK YOU to John Nguyen. He's such an awesome person and selfless person, I am serious. He hosted a sleepover with Aretha, Dulce, and I, took care of his younger siblings, made soup for me when I was sick, made sure everyone was comfortable, and he cleaned up after us. Wow. He's just amazing. I hope for the best for him too. He deserves only the best, and honestly, any girl who is lucky enough to get him BETTER hold on to him. John's one of the best people I know. I'm glad I met him.
End.
Anyways, I've spent most of my break not doing much. I've been pretty beat, but I think, no, I BELIEVE I can tackle next semester. I'm taking life one semester at a time. I'm way more laid back now, and I can't wait to start again. I need something to do, and well...it's time for me to move on.
I'm really glad he's out of the hospital. I need to be careful around him though, I don't want him to get sent back again. That'll make me sad. Anyways, I'm just glad he's out of the hospital. I don't know how spring break will go, but I hope everything goes well for him. I really really do. I want him back in one piece, alive and well, please!
Oh, and I wanted to say THANK YOU to John Nguyen. He's such an awesome person and selfless person, I am serious. He hosted a sleepover with Aretha, Dulce, and I, took care of his younger siblings, made soup for me when I was sick, made sure everyone was comfortable, and he cleaned up after us. Wow. He's just amazing. I hope for the best for him too. He deserves only the best, and honestly, any girl who is lucky enough to get him BETTER hold on to him. John's one of the best people I know. I'm glad I met him.
End.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Happy New Year
Happy New Year.
I stayed up all night, I have huge dark circles under my eyes, and I'm sick. Yay, I guess staying up all night wasn't the smartest idea I had.
Last night though.
I wasn't really mad at anyone, I just wanted to find something within myself. Did I find it? Sure, I guess you can say I did. I found it and wrote it down and then I burned it.
I stayed up all night, I have huge dark circles under my eyes, and I'm sick. Yay, I guess staying up all night wasn't the smartest idea I had.
Last night though.
I wasn't really mad at anyone, I just wanted to find something within myself. Did I find it? Sure, I guess you can say I did. I found it and wrote it down and then I burned it.
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