"Pages and pages of handwritten work are a blessing and a joy to read. For, as you read, you see beyond the words. A real person wrote them! A person with feelings, character, and personality! Someone took the time and resources to put their thoughts down. Their thoughts!-- not just empty, meaningless words. When you put things on paper, their true meaning seems to come out. Behold, the power of the written word."

This was written on a piece of paper... I copied it here for your convenience.

A conversation with man's best friend.

"Well, I don't see a way out of this one, Bob."

"Of course there's a way out, we just haven't thought of it yet."

"I know there's a way out.. there are lots of ways. But none of them are any good. They'd only end up with someone getting hurt!"

"oh. Then think harder! Can't we just wait it out?"

"I don't want to! What if waiting only makes it worse?"

"*sighs* Well, we have no other option. Just keep thinking about it. I'm sure we'll come up with something."

"Yeah, knowing us, we'll come up with something in 3 months.. and by then it will be too late."

"So drop everything else and focus on this! Procrastinator."


You know, it's very interesting to see your conversations put up visually. *chuckles*

"Well, if that's love, it comes at much too high a cost." ~Defying Gravity

The loading bar for Yahoo Greeting Cards is an Alternating Current.

*shakes head* Physics is taking over my mind. >.<

"I don't have time!"
"Then make time!"
"aha! If you knew your Physics than you would know that I cannot make or destroy time! You can't forget the Laws of Conservation!"
*speechless*

And, once again, I won the conversation with myself.

So.. I cleaned the whole house today. *ponders* I haven't done that in a while. Amazing things happen when I'm home alone... especially on Saturdays. Although, I think I'm sick. *shrugs* Oh, well. I don't care. I'm also hoping to bake two cakes... and completely avoid my homework. *laughs*

To love=
To cherish and protect.

Happiness?

A scary feeling.

There is this girl I know.. she has been swept up off her feet, she is happy. Nay, ecstatic, rather. All I see is the ground far beneath her which she will fall to the minute he lets her go--the minute she is no longer swept up in his arms.

That is all I ever see when I meet happiness. I think logically.. when will it end? how long will it last? what will be the aftereffects? who will get hurt? what needs to be done to fix whatever gets broken at the end?

The happier you let yourself be, the more it hurts when it ends. *winks*

The Importance of Being Earnest

Lady Bracknell.

Behold, the muffins are MINE.

"Who would spend 90 dollars on you?"
~A Friend

I'm sorry.. I know you didn't really mean it. Right?? o.O

I'm sorry.. I know it shouldn't hurt, but I can't help it. I opened my heart so wide again... and now it hurts. Who would spend 90 dollars on me? who would want to spend anything on me? It's silly.

You're right. I'm sorry for being so silly.