nearing december

which 'away in the manger' do you like best?
i like the one that goes like this: 'away in the manger, no crib for a bed, the little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head;...'

paris

centre pompidou
i went here.
daily dose - november 28
to get over something takes time. expectations are inevitable. sometimes replacement is a good thing. in this case, the case of the missing boyfriend, and in the case of my too small jeans which i did actually have a plan for, yes replacment, and exchange are a good thing. ouch. (dont imagine this from a personal perspective please, you'll get confused and disgusted. actually, to keep complaints at the bare minimum, dont consider this at all. it just feels good to type in tiny black italisized font. so ill keep going. i drew a hat. and it looks like a shoe. i made four compositions all of a watch. and i still get questions about it. sometimes i think things are meant to be up for interpretation and completely isolated from explanation. and sometimes i think its best to not examine the source, but to take words for dictionary definitions and take art in general assumptions. or go all out and make it your own. but dont ponder on the source. please, it makes it a whole lot easier. but just to fulfill my sense of character, ive got to end this off in contradiction. do please make sense of where the source is and what it is. because you'll get no where if all you have is yourself.(think about that a second and realize how true it is). dont forget the singer behind their sound.

jo(h)n(athan)

the absolute, drop-dead, make-me-fuzzy-headed, most confusing thing for me lately has been...i seriously cannot get used to the fact that i know a john, a jonathan, and yet another jonathan..(at least), all of which i talk to every day. [on a good day] the worst part of it is: berg used to be a full out jonathan and now he's 'jon' to me and i dont know why, and feddema used to be...i dont remember. but he's a jon now too. [part time]. and then john. you're like me..its almost impossible to shorten up a name that only has four letters. even worse for you cause you have one syllable. so you're still john. which makes...three jon's! how do i know who's who?
(be proud, this made perfect sense)

ring ring. zing ZING!

a limit of 3 words a line.
specificity.
specifi - city!

slip up

building early vs. building late.
the advisor about fidelity income failed at his job.
they had the wrong outcome but it got more attention than the right one. curses to attention. love to the broken building cause its space is split up in more beautiful ways. blessed be the broken and blessed be the man who took the photo. attack! how adorable. what i like best is that he refers to it as a stump. perfect isnt it. a candle, a body part, a short person, a tree, a plant, anything green (there it is!), furntiture, charcoal, pencil crayons, cricket, wooden leg, campaign speech, district or region, challenge, misunderstood, not understood. (perfect). but now a building? excellent. [dear readers: i called it building early and building late because i had to find some name for it so i could save it on my computer. advisor about fidelity income, for that just look at building early, he failed his job because he didnt his place died. unless he advised the 'runner's to kill off the building then he failed, wrong income got more attention than the right one because i bet more people paid attention to this building being ripped down than the green sign about the 'right outcome, the right income' in building early. the space of building late is better, the photo is nicer, and its more attractive if you walked by it than the green sign was..that is, if you can appreciate 'the-generally-accepted-ugly'. and the random words are all part of the definition of the word 'stump'. which in short came about because the man who took the picture called it a stump.and thats all there is to it.]

just as bethany predicted:


A WHOLE NEW WORLD
BOY MEETS GIRL - BOY MUST BE WORTHY OF GIRL ON HIS OWN MERITS!
ALADDIN: "THE DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH"
A PRINCESS MUST BE MARRIED TO A PRINCE! BUT PRINCE ALI?
WE GET BACK TO WHERE WE BEGAN - "A PRINCESS MUST BE MARRIED TO A PRINCE"

Land of Nod

from breakfast on through the day, from breakfast on through the day, from breakfast on
at home among my friends i stay, at home among my friends i stay, at home among my
but every night i go ahead, but every night i go ahead, but every night i go ahead, but eve
afar into the Land of Nod. afar into the Land of Nod. afar into the Land of Nod. afar into th
from breakfast on througmy heart actually goes thump thump again.from breakfast on thr
at home among my friends i stay, at home among my friends i stay, at home among my
but every night i go ahead, but every night i go ahead, but every night i go ahead, but eve
afar into the Land of Nod. afar into the Land of Nod. afar into the Land of Nod. afar into th
from breakfast on through the day, from breakfast on through the day, from breakfast on
at home among my friends i stay, at home among my friends i stay, at home among my
but every night i go ahead, but every night i go ahead, but every night i go ahead, but eve
afar into the Land of Nod. afar into the Land of Nod. afar into the Land of Nod. afar into th
from breakfast on through the day, from breakfast on through the day, from breakfast on
at home among my friends i stay, at home among my friends i stay, at home among my
but every night i go ahead, but every night i go ahead, but every night i go ahead, but eve
afar into the Land of Nod. afar into the Land of Nod. afar into the Land of Nod. afar into th

TADA

this is for brent. because i re-found this for like the seventeen-th time. i think i might've even posted it here before. but since i decided to dedicate this to you...i figured something about you would be good. anyways, im rambling so here it is: (okay..so maybe its abbboouuuut brains. but it has brent in it.)

tada!! by: nicole, sam, and tara

my heads gonna explode,

someone left a bomb in there,

my brains on "boring" mode,

I should take better care

My brain is used to crying

Cause it’s practiced dieing

But will it ever be healed?

‘cause now it’s been sealed

my brain broke,

so I better drink some coke.

I can’t think,

cause Brent is wearing pink

I can’t rhyme,

I just don’t know why!!

over the next hour,

my heart might turn sour,

'cause my brain is out of service,

so my heart gets nervous

I hate my brain,

its such a pain,

home work is no fun,

I want to eat a bun

my brain is broke,

what a joke,

I cannot work,

brents such a jerk!!!!!!!!!!

Too much work

Will turn you into a jerk

So I think I should quit

Before I take a fit.

a brain is not worth anything at all

if it ever falls

it could hurt forever

and not be repaired, ever

I am not a mule,

So I shouldn’t go to school

I better eat lunch, so I can play tennis

With no one else, but my Samo, the Menace

(thats as close to a song as you'll get buster brown)

lala

little black book

in grade eight we had these notebooks where we had to write down characteristics of people, places, or things that struck us. or names of people, or anything like that. the random stuff that is never good in most writing by 'kids' and amazing in little kids' work and sometimes perfect in big kids(adults) work. i never completely grasped the concept. well, i thought i had at the time. but now looking back, it was pathetic and i tried so hard! but thats besides the point. the point is that today, the best revelation of the day, break-through, whatever you want to call it was that i finally mastered the concept of: little notebook.
i got off the bus and my mom goes,
"o, you need to go home dont you. whoops. i forgot the umbrella and you dont have a rainjacket."
then i got swept up by a chariot of angels and drove the way home with a kind soul and two.
so then here's where my little notebook comes in.
so we're driving home through the pouring rain and,
"o no, i was going to do something, now i forget!...........o ya!!!" - and on go the windshield wipers. -

love,
ALL SUMMED UP

deja vu of deja vu! no, actually!

ps. i read this in my geography textbook and the way it was written, all blunt like, disturbed me.:
When molten rock reaches the surface of the earth, volcanoes are formed. These incredible features are among the most dangerous places on the earth, yet people seem to love to live near them. All around the Ring of Fire and across the world people have populated the slpes of volcanoes. When Mount Vesuvius erupted in the year 79, the people of the city of Pompeii were instantly killed by the poisonous gases and coated with the ash that rained down on them. Their bodies rotted away and left cavities in the petrified ash. Plaster of Paris was injected into the ashen moulds to form life-like statues of the volcano's victims.

livejournal

i havent done livejournal yet cause my computer doesnt like it.

zipzip

tara won her prize /just/ last year.

tara lost her prize on:
01/06/06
04/06/06
06/06/06
02/08/06
09/08/06
31/08/06
05/09/06
19/10/06
01/11/06
02/11/06

tuuuauuuruuua's luuuiuuuvuuuiuuunuuug fuuuouuur _____ tuuuhuuuiuuus wxxxeoooexxxk:

06/11/06

8.47am

11.10am

2.55pm

5.00pm

07/11/06

8.30am

8.47am

11.40am

1.36pm

08/11/06

8.47am

3.15pm

09/11/06

7.45am

8.45am!

9.00am

9.01am?

9.02am?

9.03am?

...

11.10am

12.06pm

10/11/06

6.30am

2.55pm

3.30pm

3.31pm

3.32pm

3.33pm

...

7.15pm

tada

so i checked it out too jackie.
my top look-a-like four are:

• julie andrews
• christopher reeve
• grace kelly
• jennifer connelly
  

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