I don't know about you, but I've had a lot on my mind lately. So today's post is what we bloggers call a Venting Shrine. Just post a comment anonymously complaining or blabbing on about whatever it is stuck in your head (NOTHING about Justin freaking Beiber or Taylor Swift PLEASE, so sick of it)--trust me, as long as it's legal, it feels nice to get it out.
Once in a while I act like a child to feel like a kid again
It gets like a prison in the body I'm living in
Cause everyone's watching and quick to start talking, I'm losing my innocence
Wish I were a little girl without the weight of the world
It would be nice to start over again
Before we were men
I'd give, I'd bend, let's play pretend
Remember the times we had soda for wine, and we got by on gratitude
The worst they could do to you was check your attitude
Yeah when fights were for fun, we had water in guns,
and a place we could call our own
How we lost hold of home I guess I'll never know
It would be nice to start over again
Before we were men
I'd give, I'd bend, let's play pretend
And when it's the end,
Our lives will make sense
We'll love, we'll bend, let's play pretend
It's not going to be long before we're all gone with nothing to show for them
Stop talking lives, come on let's all grow up again.
I hope we all had a wonderful Halloween. If you didn't celebrate it, boo hoo. Ha! Get it?
Wow.
Okay, moving on.
Everybody better have Trick-or-Treated, regardless of age. As this one old-and-fat-comedian-my-friend-told-me-about-last-night once said, "Sure, I love to Trick or Treat. It gives me an excuse to dress up as a superhero. I personally like to be Cat Woman. *Meow*"
Creepy.
Exactly.
Anyway, let's all enjoy Daylight Savings (yesssss), sleep in, and get cavities. If you can't tell, I already have a sugar high.
I wish I could eat a whole box of Swedish Fish without feeling like I have to shave my tongue afterword.
Happy November.
Dead bored and grounded? Notice too many dead bugs on your window sill? We have the perfect entertainment for you. And it's art, too!
Just pluck the legs off of any type of bug you want, and draw it doing whatever you want!
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And the best part -- No required materials! Everything you need can be found in any house, from mansion to shack.
Search those windows sills, and chop those suckers off! 
Fly is fun and personalized...
And this is where we question..... Seriously?! What the crap is going on here? Tying up your shirt and wearing matching, flamboiant, salmon pink shorts doesn't exactly do it for me. Wow.
I've just found this new website (if you already know about this, then whatever.) that has me crying tears of blood. It's called Wal-Creatures. Best part: If you take a great picture, and it gets on the website, we get a $100 gift certificate to Walmart. Score! Heh heh, yeah we all pretend to hate Walmart because it's forming a monopoly with other businesses and stuff, but A HUNDRED DOLLARS?! Who WOULDN'T accept that?
Another great blog like this:
Cake Wrecks
Featured Artist(s) of the Post:
BIGBANG (take two) in Gara Gara Go!
ISN'T IT HILARIOUS how they say "Fo Sho"?! They are so cute when they try to be american. Who doesn't just love hot asians who can dance AND dress well (ironic, after the begining of this post is about embarassing americans)? I like the guy with the red skinny jeans (mmm), and polka dot Nike's. If I ever meet these guys, I'm [dead-seriously] going to steal all of their clothes. See their bio on post below.
High school. I think everyone cringes when they hear that word.
Isn't it interesting how those four years you live are the most influencial years of your life? Whatever decisions you make in high school will determine how you live for your existence as an adult. Think about it.
And isn't it strange that those are the most hormonal, emotional years?
Sometimes I think that humans are impatient. Which they are. But I'm talking about how from the moment that we're born, information is thrust down our throats. It feels like adults are so anxious for us to be like them in as little time as possible that we're forced into 7+ hour days of schooling. We're shoved through vigorous years of schooling, and then what? 50 years of work. It's a little unproportional. I mean, I'm all for letting a kid think for himself (I REALLY am) but isn't it sad when you see some little kid in elementary school who has an old soul? Who's been forced through so much in life that you can actually see on his outside that too much has been pushed onto him. A kid.
Just look at Marie Antoinette. She was forced into being a queen at the age of 14. She had no choice, and absolutely no experience. She didn't even know what the outside world looked like. Then they got all mad when she sucked at ruling, and had her beheaded. Not a great call there. Come on.
Like I said, I'm all for teaching a kid to think for himself, but sometimes it feels like history and math and even science is a little too much sometimes. How cliche of me, a high school girl, to be saying this; "Parents just don't understand." or the occasional "Leave me alone!" But hey, a saying becomes cliche because it's used a lot, and maybe it's used a lot for a REASON.
I make myself laugh sometimes. Half of my mind tells me I'm a classic teen, and the other half tells that side to shut her mouth. It's pretty distracting sometimes. But that's for another post.
I know that things will be a lot harder when I'm a parent. Harder to sympasize, harder to slow down. But that's why I want to remember what being a child is like. How a child feels, acts, and thinks. One of my favorite TV shows talked about this, how adults sometimes forgot this. I want to remember what it felt like to turn your first flip on the moneybars, or what it was like to loose a toy. Those are feelings that we don't (can't) care about anymore. I'm scared I'm already losing it. But I want to remember them so I can be the best parent possible.
But of course not one of those overbearing, pretending-to-be-a-cool-understanding-teen-lover, parents. That's also a whole 'nother sha-bang. That's not at all how I aim to be.
But I don't want to forget. I don't want to lie and say to myself that I sort of understand and remember what it was like to be a teenager about three decades ago. I want to say, "Hey. I know you're living in a whole different time right now. Things are way different then when I was a kid. But I love you. And this is what I think:" And just pour my heart out, neither forcing nor pretending (really lamely, I might add.)
Will you remember? Do you, reader, feel the pressure too?
Featured Artist(s) of the Post:
BIGBANG & 2NE1 in Lollipop
Bio: 2NE1 (pronounced either "to anyone" or "twenty one" as in the twenty-first century) is a fairly new South Korean Girl Electro-Pop/Hip Hop group. Band Members: CL, Bom, Dara, and Minzy
BIGBANG is another band under the same record as 2NE1 (YG Entertainment), but they are Japanese. Each of the five band members had individual sucess' until their uniting in 2006. They became the new face of YG Entertainment in 2007-8.
