My Thoughts

Eh, I Just Felt Like Babbling

WARNING:

This rant will be totally annoying and may possibly end you up in a mental institute. Some things written may be taken as offensive, but were not intentionally written as such. The following rant nor it's author or the author's friends or acquaintances can be held responsible for any mental health issues or an acquired taste for loud rock music to it's readers. Readers may begin to realize the pain of others has become funny to them. Readers may comment as they like, as long as any comments are not offensive to the author, the author's friends or acquaintances. Viewer's drowning in hate for these people is predicted.

Um okay this one is about a lot of stuff so yeah. First off, I want everyone reading to just be incredibly quiet for a second, despite the possible noise around you, and just imagine a plate of nachos. Haha, just kidding, that was just my burst of randomness, but the rest of this is actually pretty normal, serious, even. Gasp! I know, right? I don't know what's wrong with me!

Okay, I just want to say I had my group workshop for that arts school I'm applying to and it was amazingly fun, everyone was so nice to me and this one teacher kept coming back to talk to me. My interview is Monday so fingers crossed that they like me! I want to get into that school really badly.

Next, I decided to be really deep and just write about... well, it's just a thought I had, I was going to make it a poem but decided against it, but it's not a story. It's a rant. Anyone else find it ironic that this is one of the only times I use this rant page to, ya know, rant?

Okay, so here goes nothing.

I am starting to think some people should just sit down and think about the people in their lives, so eventually they see the people who've been there all along and have simply been waiting to be noticed. I see this a lot, and it's really annoying. But then again, if people always did that, and thought about everyone all the time, a symptom of true love would never be recognized. You know, when you just can't stop thinking about that one special someone.

Anyways, slightly staying with the topic, I'm going to talk about... man, I still have no clue where this is going, hopefully you keep reading. Everyone should know that super cheesy line 'You can't spell us with 'u' '. It's true, you can't. But has anyone ever read that and felt stupid for believe it from someone else? It's played out, and it whoever said it can mean it literally, because then it's not a lie. People can do that to deal with the guilt of breaking your heart later on down the road, because they meant what they said. Some people can stoop that low.

And done-ish. I feel like there is something I'm not saying about this, but whatever. I can always just update this later. And before I forget...

I sincerely apologize to my few fans and readers for not writing for a while. See, that's not entirely true, I've been writing, but it was either homework or portfolio work, so I haven't written anything for Surviving since, like, November or December. It made me feel sad, but I'm going to try to make this next chapter good, soooo...

Upload is undetermined, I have a lot going on but I really will try. And I smiled and waved at a hobo earlier, and they just scrunched up their face and turned like they hadn't seen me! I was so sad! Anyways, hug a lion, kick a brick wall, parachute from a flying squirrel, and eat a salad! Why, you ask? Well, that is all because I think most chapters where I add these little random things I always say 'eat ice cream' and stuff like that, so just in case obesity rates go up, eat healthier or perish!

~Hamie ♥