Day 6: A picture of something that makes you happy.

Well this one was actually mind-boggling. Is that a word? Well anyway, I was looking through my pictures and to be honest I'm not really someone who likes to have their picture taken or take pictures, unless I'm wasted. Hence why all my pictures are all screwed up. Yeah.

So instead I chose several pictures that represents things that never fails to make me happy from one of my newest favourite sites we♥it. 

My Friends .♥

S. ♥

The Sea. ♥

 

 

 

The Dudes from HIMYM.♥

John Mayer's Music. ♥

Saturday with no X.

Greetings fellow (internet)surfer-dudes!

So I have managed to find this most awesome Fansite for the Lost Boys. For fans by fans, you know that kind of thing. It is most awesome!
It's so great to talk to people that are just as obsessed by the same thing as you are.

I had this really weird dream featuring Ben Barnes last night (Get your mind out of the gutter!!!). Or well it started out with my cousin winning some contest where the price was meeting the Jonas Brothers. But since she's 13 she had to have someone of age with her and her mum and dad couldn't, so she asked me. I agreed. We met the JB's I wasn't that excited since I'm not that much of a fan, it was pretty cool though. And my cousin was like hyperventilating or something. Anyway...one thing turned to another and suddenly we were supposed to meet other Disney Celebs. Once again I was not that excited until some random dude pointed out that Narnia is a Disney production. I was needless to say more exctied as soon as the words left the blokes mouth. So I guess that you have already guessed that I got to meet Ben in the dream. Somehow I managed to stay calm and collected. IT WAS MOST AWESOME. He was so cool and polite...and I thought Gentlemen was an exterminated species. He was smiling most of the time and dream me wondered how the hell I didn't melt!

Well that was pretty much it...

Now back to doing something of importance!!!

There's a huge possibility...

...that I am from another planet.

Have you ever felt like that? Like you seem to think and register on a comepletely different level then those surrounding you. Like your brain was tuned into another radiowave than everyone elses?

Have you ever had that strange feeling when you stand in the middle of a crowd, that you are the only one that thinks about how stupidly that poster on the wall is placed, because everyone just walks by it without seeing it. But you saw it...you can't stop seeing it...why?

This happens to me frequently. Okay so I thought the Facebook Group "I Narrate My Life In My Head Like JD From Scrubs" was a funny name for a group so I joined it. But as I clicked on the "Join" button, I realize that I somewhat do. Sometimes I even do it out loud. I talk to myself. All my friends and family know that. I just understand things better when they are said out loud. Why? I haven't the foggiest...

I think out loud, and I narrate my life in my head sometimes. I see things differently. I highly suspect that noone else looks at a movie the same way I do...or thinks the same way about that special corner on that significant street...that doesn't really mean anything to me it is just a vivid picture in my mind, for some reason or the other.

This is why I think I might be from another Planet.

Maybe I'm from Planet Zchnoog. A Planet far, far away where noone is judged and speaking your thoughts out loud is as normal as eating cherry-pie for breakfast. Where everyone feels the need to talk like a pirate once in a while and loves to travel over the 10 seas that takes up most of the planets surface. Money is not an important fact and everyone gets along. The term "war" is an unknown term that doesn't excist and you are allowed to be just who you are. Eeeh, who am I kidding, a place like that doesn't excist...but one can dream.

Riight...

Heloou sombreros!

Dunno why I said that...oh well. Here I am, slightly bored and full of Ben&Jerry's Cheescake Strawberry Ice Cream. Mmmm...Ice Cream...

Not mucch has happened since my Cabin visit, I managed to survive the Cabin fever and got back to work today. Did so not want to get out of the bed this morning though...ugh.

Watched Walk The Line last night, it was a good movie. Awesome performances by the cast.

I have also bought another bag! Yaaay...a tru Rock N' Roll bag with Elvis and Jim Morrison (The Doors) on it...to name a few.

What else? Nada.

Over and Out.

Titles are for Suckers.

Ignore the title.

Today I had a day off. I had a plan. A well thought-out plan. It involved cleaning my room. Finishing up some other stuff. It failed. Miserably. I did nothing of importance. I did drool over Hugh Jackman and Ewan McGregor in the sam film though. They played tennis...
"mmm Tennis"... And I watched parts of Michael Jacksons memorial service.
Oh well...Tomorrow work time. Again. My life is seriously on repeat. How boring.

I wish Robert Pattinson would get here already and sweap me off my feet and take me off to England to marry him and have his babies.
Oh wishful thinking. Yeah...I had a strange dream again, it involved the sentence above...That and Ace Merrill... *smirks*. It was a two part dream. I loathed my dog when it decided to wake me up just as Ace was going to teach me how to play "MailBox Baseball". Oh the irony.














But enough of my ranting...

Over and Out.