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Every year I hear about forest fires in B.C. And every year I hear about the damage they do to the homes of thousands of British Columbians... you would think that people living there would have learned not to build houses next to their spontaneously combustible forests but apparently not...
“There is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it's better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you're fighting for.”
“The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.”
This is a true story, not a UL. Honest.
“May I be blessed with the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”
“People often say that motivation doesn't last. Well, neither does bathing - that's why we recommend it daily.”
"All of the co-ed vixens carry with her enough emotional baggage to derail an Amtrak train, and as you delve deeper into relationships with them, their individual stories will unfurl like wads of sweaty gym socks."
Do any of you know...
When the calm night came softly down over Green Gables, the old house was hushed and tranquil. In the parlour lay Matthew Cuthbert in his coffin, his long gray hair framing his placid face on which there was a little kindly smile as if he but slept, dreaming pleasant dreams. There were flowers about him--sweet old-fashioned flowers which his mother had planted in the homestead garden in her bridal days and for which Matthew had always had a secret, wordless love. Anne had gathered them and brought them to him, her anguished, tearless eyes burning in her white face. It was the last thing she could do for him...
One moonbeam from the forehead to the crown
"The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you."
Want the perfect mystery story? Agatha Christie. I don't know how many mystery buffs read this blog, but I've read a lot of mysteries in my lifetime by a variety of different authors, including Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Stephen King, Thomas Harris, Anne Perry, Anna Porter et al, and up until I started reading Agatha Christie, S.A.C.Doyle's Sherlock Holmes pretty much epitomized the mystery genre. Although I am still of that opinion I must say I enjoyed some of Christie's stories even more than Doyle's. I refer specifically to novels that feature Hercule Poirot (her version of Sherlock Holmes) and even more rarely, the novels featuring Hercule Poirot and Captain Arthur Hastings (which is her version of Watson... the parallel is so exact it's frightening). Unfortunately, she only wrote 8 novels featuring both characters but they're some of the best mysteries I've read in my life. Best one so far? The Murder On The Links. The perfect mystery with a dash of romanticism. Pah, romanticism... weird that I never like it as a focus of any novel or media dramatization; indeed, I find it quite boring, but I find it adds a very important element to an exquisite novel if only taken in small doses at a time... I am SUCH a messed up person.
So the drum store said for some reason they can't order a drum lug based on the diagram I drew (which includes general shape and ALL dimensions...) ok, even though that makes no sense to me, I told my dad I'll just take off one of the other ones that are still functional (like I said, there are over 60 per drum set). Then he asks "don't you have the old one?" and when I told him I threw it out, he proceeded to tell me about how if I send them one of my current functional ones, if they lose it, then we're in an even worse position before. Ugh, it's like that for both my parents, neither of them ever have any faith in other humans. It's like they always take every precaution possible when doing things. Anyhow, I eventually found the old broken one but it was a real stick in my gizzard having to rummage through the rubbish bin.
Weather today was bad... unlike Kay, I don't enjoy rain, which is one of the differences I've noticed between us among other things (like gender, age and such). Besides that, you'd think it wouldn't be so hard to find a godforsaken drum lug on the face of this planet but apparently it is. How can none of the music retailers carry this in stock?! There's over 60 of them on a single drum set!
Despite what other people say, I thoroughly enjoyed the movie Daredevil although I daresay it didn't exactly help my mood; the movie's so sad. I mean, it's the story of a kid who finds out that his father does illegal stuff for a living, gets into a toxic waste dump accident, sees(or hears) his father die, tries to be a superhero, meets this girl he falls in love with, gets stabbed by her in accusation for killing her father, and then watches her get impaled by a madman with a bullseye on his forehad and die a slow painful death. Then we come to the girl. She grows up having seen her mother get killed, meets this guy, has her father killed in front of her, gets impaled on her own weapon, and dies a slow and painful death AFTER realizing that she had accused the only man she loves of killing her father and stabbing him through the left shoulder in a fit of rage...
New layout... this one didn't take as long as my other layouts to edit. I was hoping for a layout situation like my last one where I had to spend hours and hours deciphering html so as to give my wrecked mind something else to think about... Yiling made this template very user-friendly so I finished it in half and hour... without any help.
You know when you just have one of those days when nothing in your life goes well? Well, I think this is it. It's like every petty little annoyance/fustration/worry came crashing down on my mind like... 2 minutes ago. Ugh, I'm bothered by my hair, which I wanted to get cut 2 weeks ago, my drum lug exploded and needs replacing, I'm tired, I can't get in contact with my camp director, who was supposed to contact me on Monday, tomorow's plans for Blink aren't confirmed, one of my best friends is down in the dumps and I can't call, and to top it all off, it rained on our family picnic today AND dinner at the chinese restaurant (of which I ate little and can't speak the dialect) lasted 3 godforsaken hours. Some of it's pretty petty, like the hair cut et al, but everything came crashing down today.