Saturday, August 11, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
Accents
So this post gon' be about accents!!
Why? Well it's something different, and I thought I could blog about it :D
When I first moved to Texas from Pennsylvania I was about 7, and would always get pissed with people saying that I had an accent. To me THEY were the ones with accents, but considering I was the odd one out I had the accent. I don't really think I have much of an accent really. I pronounce some words funny sometimes, but that's just me derping. With that being said though...
ACCENT CHALLENGEEE! And I'm sick, but meh. Decided to do it anyways.
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0cFjCs884uX
Mind my constant clearing my throat/etc. I'm sure that got annoying, but gratz to you if you actually listened through that. With that being said, I think a lot of accents are pretty cool, especially accents from all the Nordic countries. I have a lot of trouble understanding any Hispanic accent though, unfortunately. At work someone will be asking for something and I'll have to say "What?" 5 times before I can understand them... I always feel bad about it. I have a friend named Liz with an accent but I can only understand pretty much every other word of what she says, which sucks because she's really cool :P Then again, partially why I can't understand some accents is I have really bad hearing, so that doesn't help at all. I quite like accents though, even if a ton of people speak English, different countries can put their own spin on it :D
Why? Well it's something different, and I thought I could blog about it :D
When I first moved to Texas from Pennsylvania I was about 7, and would always get pissed with people saying that I had an accent. To me THEY were the ones with accents, but considering I was the odd one out I had the accent. I don't really think I have much of an accent really. I pronounce some words funny sometimes, but that's just me derping. With that being said though...
ACCENT CHALLENGEEE! And I'm sick, but meh. Decided to do it anyways.
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0cFjCs884uX
Mind my constant clearing my throat/etc. I'm sure that got annoying, but gratz to you if you actually listened through that. With that being said, I think a lot of accents are pretty cool, especially accents from all the Nordic countries. I have a lot of trouble understanding any Hispanic accent though, unfortunately. At work someone will be asking for something and I'll have to say "What?" 5 times before I can understand them... I always feel bad about it. I have a friend named Liz with an accent but I can only understand pretty much every other word of what she says, which sucks because she's really cool :P Then again, partially why I can't understand some accents is I have really bad hearing, so that doesn't help at all. I quite like accents though, even if a ton of people speak English, different countries can put their own spin on it :D
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Aaaa!
I'm like, really happy right now! :D I have a boyfriend. Yep, telling someone I like them actually worked out! o: I was so nervous, but somehow I managed. I'm so glad I did ^_^
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Song
You only see the dark side of me
you don't notice the good
These broken wings I seem to show off
these scars that cover me
I'm not the angel you hoped for
I'm not the shining light
Have I really fallen so low
Well I haven't done the worst
There's a lot of wicked running through my veins
Crazy ideas in my brain
I will never be good enough
My wings were cut
My faith was broken
My life seemed like a trick
Now I spend my time wishing
All that could have been
I walk my usual path
It's as dark as the devil's eyes
But today I'll give you
something to think about:
You're not the only one
The path is bright to others
Perspective just changes some things
You think you're all that matters?
I suggest you guess again
Another sees the light side of me
They don't notice the bad
These gleaming wings I hide
They always see
You haven't done as worse as you think
I'm still here, right?
I will carry on just fine
My life won't revolve around you (x4)
I wasn't going to make the text colors and shit, but the text background option was fucking up on me and I couldn't turn it off -.- Lyrics and stuff like poetry definitely aren't my strong point, but meh, felt like posting this anyways. I'm much better at writing songs on instruments than writing lyrics, but oh well. I wrote this while pissed off, as you can probably tell.
you don't notice the good
These broken wings I seem to show off
these scars that cover me
I'm not the angel you hoped for
I'm not the shining light
Have I really fallen so low
Well I haven't done the worst
There's a lot of wicked running through my veins
Crazy ideas in my brain
I will never be good enough
My wings were cut
My faith was broken
My life seemed like a trick
Now I spend my time wishing
All that could have been
I walk my usual path
It's as dark as the devil's eyes
But today I'll give you
something to think about:
You're not the only one
The path is bright to others
Perspective just changes some things
You think you're all that matters?
I suggest you guess again
Another sees the light side of me
They don't notice the bad
These gleaming wings I hide
They always see
You haven't done as worse as you think
I'm still here, right?
I will carry on just fine
My life won't revolve around you (x4)
I wasn't going to make the text colors and shit, but the text background option was fucking up on me and I couldn't turn it off -.- Lyrics and stuff like poetry definitely aren't my strong point, but meh, felt like posting this anyways. I'm much better at writing songs on instruments than writing lyrics, but oh well. I wrote this while pissed off, as you can probably tell.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Work and the people there
So as everyone who is reading this knows (Well, unless you're some stalker. And if you are, there's a strange chance I'm actually totally flattered you're actually stalking me)..... I work at a pool. I'm not a lifeguard or anything, I just sell concessions and scan members in/ deal with people paying for daily passes. I get minimum wage, but I don't really care. It's an easy job and I get free membership to the pool. Just like most people, I don't enjoy working, but I do like getting paid. The thing is though, a lot of other people don't mind work as much as me. Why? They all know each other there. They're always talking and stuff while I'm just sitting there alone ._. I've always been sort of a loner, but not exactly because I want to be. I'm shy and socially awkward, and there's not much I can do about it. I don't make friends easily and most of the time I don't really care, but it kinda gets annoying when everyone's making jokes and stuff and I'm just.... there :\
I bet they think I'm really weird... :S
Oh well though. I have 2 really close friends, and 2 others I'm pretty close with too. I'd rather have close friends than a bunch of friends I don't really know ^_^
I bet they think I'm really weird... :S
Oh well though. I have 2 really close friends, and 2 others I'm pretty close with too. I'd rather have close friends than a bunch of friends I don't really know ^_^
Monday, August 6, 2012
Lacey Roop
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QCdN4UqWeeM
Check her out, one of my favorite poets. Some powerful stuff right there I tell ya.
Check her out, one of my favorite poets. Some powerful stuff right there I tell ya.
Storytime, my children!
One time I hired a monkey to take notes for me in class... Wait. Wrong story. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Go6jZucyGOw&feature=related you can click that if you want the rest of that story....
ANYWAYS, this story is about pedophiles. Weeeeeeeeeeeew!
So I was about 7 years old and had just moved to Texas. Back in those times I wasn't constantly on the internet, so I spent a lot of my time doing random shit outside. I generally rode my bike around while my sister would awkwardly derp about on a razor scooter or something. I'd always go down this hill and end up reeeaaallly messing up my knees. Hehehe they were gnarly. I still have scars from that shit o.o ANYWAYS, this is not about my knees, but actually some creepy guy who drove up once. My sister and I were just chilling as usual, when we see a white limo drive up near our house. He didn't pull up to our driveway, but stopped pretty damn close. I knew about stranger danger and shit like that, but this guy had a limo. I had never actually seen a limo before other than in movies/tv/etc. The guy in the limo stepped out wearing a white suit, and came walking towards us saying "I saw you guys checking out my limo, wanna look inside?" The guy looked in his 30's and had brown hair and a beard. I can't think of who it might be, but I remember him looking like some famous chef. I was cautious of this guy of course, but I thought I might never be able to do this. I told myself that as long as I stayed cautious things wouldn't go wrong. So my sister and I look inside the limo. There was nobody else in the limo, but of course, I thought it was awesome because I was 7. Then he asks us if we want to get inside. Thattt's when I knew this guy couldn't be up to any good. I say no thanks and grab my sister's hand and quickly start walking back to our house and go inside. Looking out the window, the guy with the limo stayed for about 10 minutes after we went inside, when my mom noticed and walked outside. Then the limo left. To this day this is probably one of the scariest things that's probably ever happened to me. I'll admit I wasn't too smart looking at it. The way I was standing and the guy with the limo was standing he could have easily pushed me in. At least I was smart enough not to get in the limo. I don't really like thinking about what could have been if I had. It wasn't a huge deal when I was 7, because well, I didn't even know what a pedophile was when I was 7, but looking back that was some freaky shit that happened.
ANYWAYS, this story is about pedophiles. Weeeeeeeeeeeew!
So I was about 7 years old and had just moved to Texas. Back in those times I wasn't constantly on the internet, so I spent a lot of my time doing random shit outside. I generally rode my bike around while my sister would awkwardly derp about on a razor scooter or something. I'd always go down this hill and end up reeeaaallly messing up my knees. Hehehe they were gnarly. I still have scars from that shit o.o ANYWAYS, this is not about my knees, but actually some creepy guy who drove up once. My sister and I were just chilling as usual, when we see a white limo drive up near our house. He didn't pull up to our driveway, but stopped pretty damn close. I knew about stranger danger and shit like that, but this guy had a limo. I had never actually seen a limo before other than in movies/tv/etc. The guy in the limo stepped out wearing a white suit, and came walking towards us saying "I saw you guys checking out my limo, wanna look inside?" The guy looked in his 30's and had brown hair and a beard. I can't think of who it might be, but I remember him looking like some famous chef. I was cautious of this guy of course, but I thought I might never be able to do this. I told myself that as long as I stayed cautious things wouldn't go wrong. So my sister and I look inside the limo. There was nobody else in the limo, but of course, I thought it was awesome because I was 7. Then he asks us if we want to get inside. Thattt's when I knew this guy couldn't be up to any good. I say no thanks and grab my sister's hand and quickly start walking back to our house and go inside. Looking out the window, the guy with the limo stayed for about 10 minutes after we went inside, when my mom noticed and walked outside. Then the limo left. To this day this is probably one of the scariest things that's probably ever happened to me. I'll admit I wasn't too smart looking at it. The way I was standing and the guy with the limo was standing he could have easily pushed me in. At least I was smart enough not to get in the limo. I don't really like thinking about what could have been if I had. It wasn't a huge deal when I was 7, because well, I didn't even know what a pedophile was when I was 7, but looking back that was some freaky shit that happened.
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