Unfortunately, I am somewhat squeamish when it comes
to lots of blood and big scars. Not to mention my eyesight
isn't up to par, so I wouldn't want to be any doctor that cuts
skin. I would almost have to be an Optometrist, since i have
had contacts since age 10 and glasses as far as i can remember.
I would be able to give good and accurate advice from experience.
Monday, December 13, 2010
20 ft. tall?
I would detest life if I was 20 feet tall. there would
be almost no clothing store that sells clothes to fit
me, no way for me to comfortably enter a building,
and in order to sleep id need more than 20 feet of
bedding. It would be a very hard yet interesting life.
be almost no clothing store that sells clothes to fit
me, no way for me to comfortably enter a building,
and in order to sleep id need more than 20 feet of
bedding. It would be a very hard yet interesting life.
Semi-Mind-reader
I find out more and more as the days pass that I have
a good tuition. I guessed exactly how many bracelets
were on my girlfriends wrist, the approximate year a
song was made (though not the band), and have a
good guess when it comes to upcoming buses and trains.
Rarely can I make a completely, way off, guess.
a good tuition. I guessed exactly how many bracelets
were on my girlfriends wrist, the approximate year a
song was made (though not the band), and have a
good guess when it comes to upcoming buses and trains.
Rarely can I make a completely, way off, guess.
Italian Sandwich
I would create a spaghetti sandwich on garlic bread with
sausage replacing the meatballs. I'm always making
sandwiches out of any meal I eat with bread. So one
evening, while having sausage spaghetti, I found out it's
best when in a folded piece of bread.
sausage replacing the meatballs. I'm always making
sandwiches out of any meal I eat with bread. So one
evening, while having sausage spaghetti, I found out it's
best when in a folded piece of bread.
The Kind Heart of Hers
Though it took some pain and time I caught
The most valuable thing that can't be bought
The heart of Ms. Acrie is finally mine,
And all it took was a "little" of my time.
Since around this time last year I have found
Myself infatuated with her, as my favorite noun.
And as we talked, I gained some space,
in her big warm heart, a wonderful place.
So now this wonderful prize is mine,
The title of her boyfriend, the feeling, sublime
The most valuable thing that can't be bought
The heart of Ms. Acrie is finally mine,
And all it took was a "little" of my time.
Since around this time last year I have found
Myself infatuated with her, as my favorite noun.
And as we talked, I gained some space,
in her big warm heart, a wonderful place.
So now this wonderful prize is mine,
The title of her boyfriend, the feeling, sublime
Flying powers for an acrophobiac?
Yes, though one of my greatest fears is falling from high
heights, I'd very much like to choose flight as my super
power. It's better than most, because there is always
a way to use it, like reaching destinations faster, beating
traffic jams, and also saving people who are falling from
deadly heights without a parachute. This power, though,
would be used mostly for recreational purposes.
heights, I'd very much like to choose flight as my super
power. It's better than most, because there is always
a way to use it, like reaching destinations faster, beating
traffic jams, and also saving people who are falling from
deadly heights without a parachute. This power, though,
would be used mostly for recreational purposes.
Man on the Moon
While I do still fear heights, I strangely yearn to venture the stars.
And while I can dream about it, the moon seems like a nice start.
Its not at all like Jupiter, it's far from hazardous in the astronomical
field actually. It's gravity also isn't far from ours so of course it seems
great. Only spooky thing about it would be that since there is ice on
the moon, does that mean there's life also?
And while I can dream about it, the moon seems like a nice start.
Its not at all like Jupiter, it's far from hazardous in the astronomical
field actually. It's gravity also isn't far from ours so of course it seems
great. Only spooky thing about it would be that since there is ice on
the moon, does that mean there's life also?
Currency?
There are literally hundreds of ways of making money I'm sure,
however I don't know more than a job or fund-raising. There
are actually numerous companies that cater to your fund-raising
needs such as World's Finest which are most known for their
fifty cent chocolate bars sold for a dollar each. The job market,
so I've been told, isn't as simple as it used to be, and the jobs
are more scarce. Getting a job is hard work but rewarding if
enough effort is made.
however I don't know more than a job or fund-raising. There
are actually numerous companies that cater to your fund-raising
needs such as World's Finest which are most known for their
fifty cent chocolate bars sold for a dollar each. The job market,
so I've been told, isn't as simple as it used to be, and the jobs
are more scarce. Getting a job is hard work but rewarding if
enough effort is made.
Little Dragon
Scales so smooth, breath of flames,
Eyes of jade, it has no name.
Only that of little dragon makes it known to legend,
Bare, bejeweled, poison dagger is the deadliest weapon.
Steel forged in magma heat,
Cooled in fountain of youth,
Basilisk hide born is its sheath.
But be it tale, or be it sooth,
It shall stay imbued forever in time,
For, so it is said, in Earth it split lines.
Eyes of jade, it has no name.
Only that of little dragon makes it known to legend,
Bare, bejeweled, poison dagger is the deadliest weapon.
Steel forged in magma heat,
Cooled in fountain of youth,
Basilisk hide born is its sheath.
But be it tale, or be it sooth,
It shall stay imbued forever in time,
For, so it is said, in Earth it split lines.
Fall or Winter?
Hmmm... I can't choose between both fall and winter. I
mean the fall isn't as cold as the winter and can be more
sunny but it's sort of the gloomy, overcast weather that I
like about the two seasons. Both are mellow seasons
compared to that of the previous one, summer. Summer
is usually all party or trying to stay cool, so it's a nice
transition. There's also the fact that, since it's cold out, the
winter season is known as cuddling season. That's what
pulls me toward winter.
mean the fall isn't as cold as the winter and can be more
sunny but it's sort of the gloomy, overcast weather that I
like about the two seasons. Both are mellow seasons
compared to that of the previous one, summer. Summer
is usually all party or trying to stay cool, so it's a nice
transition. There's also the fact that, since it's cold out, the
winter season is known as cuddling season. That's what
pulls me toward winter.
HOLE IN THE WALL!
There's a fun family show on nick called "The Hole In The Wall" that
I'm pretty sure it originated in Japan, but basically it seems really fun.
The object of the game is to get through the cut out shapes in the
foam wall as a family to get maximum points. Each person through
the wall gives their team 10 points. I'd really like to be in that game
because I love puzzles.
I'm pretty sure it originated in Japan, but basically it seems really fun.
The object of the game is to get through the cut out shapes in the
foam wall as a family to get maximum points. Each person through
the wall gives their team 10 points. I'd really like to be in that game
because I love puzzles.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
The Snake and The Spider
One hot Mojave day,
Whilest chasing its prey,
The fast Desert Viper,
Had fallen astray,
From his normal path,
That wasn't all hazardous,
Chasing the mouse he hath,
Forgot all thought patterns thus,
Leaving him in quite a predicament,
His face all riddled with such lament.
For he lost sight of his prey,
It has seemed to have vanished,
But from the ground something grey,
It seems, had been banished.
"What sorcery is this?"
He said with a hiss,
"Six long, hairy legs,
and the size of a man's fist?"
"I am an arachnid,
Tarantula to be precise,
and though I have six legs,
They are pure artifice."
"You see they were injured,
By a set of philanges,
Those not of an animal,
But of human species."
"Those humans," the snake hissed
"Such destructive beings!
Ten fold I've almost been death kissed,
By their cursed caravians."
So they both made a pact,
Yes a snake and cripled spider,
To pay the humans back,
With venomous disire.
Whilest chasing its prey,
The fast Desert Viper,
Had fallen astray,
From his normal path,
That wasn't all hazardous,
Chasing the mouse he hath,
Forgot all thought patterns thus,
Leaving him in quite a predicament,
His face all riddled with such lament.
For he lost sight of his prey,
It has seemed to have vanished,
But from the ground something grey,
It seems, had been banished.
"What sorcery is this?"
He said with a hiss,
"Six long, hairy legs,
and the size of a man's fist?"
"I am an arachnid,
Tarantula to be precise,
and though I have six legs,
They are pure artifice."
"You see they were injured,
By a set of philanges,
Those not of an animal,
But of human species."
"Those humans," the snake hissed
"Such destructive beings!
Ten fold I've almost been death kissed,
By their cursed caravians."
So they both made a pact,
Yes a snake and cripled spider,
To pay the humans back,
With venomous disire.
Outdoor Life
To those who live in the jungle of concrete,
I'll show you a place more quiet, more discrete.
Nature is its name and it's not very far,
Its beauty astounding, its grace above par.
Let's start with the forrest a mystereous place,
Filled with wonder to discover at your pace.
Abundant in life, though most may be stagnant,
Trees are alive, too, don't take forrests for granted.
Next are the glorious bodies of water,
In different sizes, shapes, and yes, even color.
Some big, some small, some green, warm and roundish,
Some sparkle, some are dull, some are long, cold and brownish.
Though some may be similar or not at all the same,
Each body is teaming with life and are in the least plain.
Last but not least are the calm, soothing plains,
See space at night, in the mornings, cut grains.
Or just relax, calmly with not a care in sight,
Though, wishint you don't have to leave you might.
I'll show you a place more quiet, more discrete.
Nature is its name and it's not very far,
Its beauty astounding, its grace above par.
Let's start with the forrest a mystereous place,
Filled with wonder to discover at your pace.
Abundant in life, though most may be stagnant,
Trees are alive, too, don't take forrests for granted.
Next are the glorious bodies of water,
In different sizes, shapes, and yes, even color.
Some big, some small, some green, warm and roundish,
Some sparkle, some are dull, some are long, cold and brownish.
Though some may be similar or not at all the same,
Each body is teaming with life and are in the least plain.
Last but not least are the calm, soothing plains,
See space at night, in the mornings, cut grains.
Or just relax, calmly with not a care in sight,
Though, wishint you don't have to leave you might.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Four Years Ago
Four years ago I was only thirteen,
Not knowing more than what I've seen,
Barely starting to come into being,
At least to comprehension, such a tricky thing.
With my regression in retrograde,
I still had peach fuzz, no need to shave.
But now I've matured, sort of like wine,
To benifit myself and others likewise.
Not knowing more than what I've seen,
Barely starting to come into being,
At least to comprehension, such a tricky thing.
With my regression in retrograde,
I still had peach fuzz, no need to shave.
But now I've matured, sort of like wine,
To benifit myself and others likewise.
Monkey? For a Pet? I Dunnoooo
After seeing a couple of news articles where tourists at certain zoos were attacked and left scarred by monkies, I don't think a monkey would make a great pet. Not only do they have the ability to snap, they are also very intellegent creatures that I don't think can be tamed as well as they need to be.
The Youngest Person I Know? ... Hmmm
Again, I'm not entirely sure, but a safe guess on whom the youngest person I know would have to be my mother's cousin's son, Damien. He's, maybe, three years old, and in true toddler fashion, he has more energy than it takes to send a shuttle past the hemisphere! Now if only we could bottle up that energy we'd make a fortune!
The Oldest Person I Know?... Hmmm
If I had to guess, I would say my great grandmother (on my mother's side) would be the oldest person I know. Her nickname is Gran Gran and she's been around for a while (I don't exactly know for how long) but she's also holding on tight and I love her dearly.
My Dream Professional Wallpaper!
If I could paint anything on the walls of my bedroom, the door would have excellent graffiti, the celing would resemble the day sky, and the side walls would be the image of either mountains and an ocean, or a pleathera of buildings and skyscrapers.
No Flyball Bat!
There once was a baseball bat,
Owned by a magical,mystical cat.
Salem was the feline's name,
But baseball, however, was not his game.
Hit after hit the little young tyke,
Hit a few fly balls and then hit a strike.
He grunted, "Ahh! Curse this left, no, right arm!
Oh I know what to do, I'll cast a bright charm!"
So with the flick of his wrist, and wiggle of his tail,
Never would a ball hit by this bat ever fail.
"Wonderfull! Great! I am very pleased!"
"I bet you'll lose in football!", the others teased.
Salem tossed the bat aside and conjured some gear,
And since, the bat had been unused for 100 years!
However, a century after, a stadium was built upon,
The very same diamond Salem used to play on.
And while remodeling, the bat was found,
And a ball hit by the bat wound never touch the ground,
Nor be hit way up into the stands,
Its legend sung by marching bands.
But Salem returned and grew a green eye,
And reclaimed ownership of the bat who couldn't fly.
Owned by a magical,mystical cat.
Salem was the feline's name,
But baseball, however, was not his game.
Hit after hit the little young tyke,
Hit a few fly balls and then hit a strike.
He grunted, "Ahh! Curse this left, no, right arm!
Oh I know what to do, I'll cast a bright charm!"
So with the flick of his wrist, and wiggle of his tail,
Never would a ball hit by this bat ever fail.
"Wonderfull! Great! I am very pleased!"
"I bet you'll lose in football!", the others teased.
Salem tossed the bat aside and conjured some gear,
And since, the bat had been unused for 100 years!
However, a century after, a stadium was built upon,
The very same diamond Salem used to play on.
And while remodeling, the bat was found,
And a ball hit by the bat wound never touch the ground,
Nor be hit way up into the stands,
Its legend sung by marching bands.
But Salem returned and grew a green eye,
And reclaimed ownership of the bat who couldn't fly.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Lunch With Bleach?
If I could, I would probably have lunch with Tite Kubo, the creator of an anime named "Bleach" or the creator of an anime called "Soul Eater". Why you may be wondering? Well I want to be an animator so it would be nice to talk to someone with experience in the type of media that I wish to use to see how the animation industry is going and if I'll have a good shot with my ideas.
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