smile like you mean it, & let yourself let go

Fri, 25 Dec 2009 04:37:06 GMT

For now, let me say , without hope or agenda , just because it's Christmas & at Christmas you tell the truth, to me, you are perfect, & my wasted heart will love you, forever & always.

Thu, 24 Dec 2009 09:06:42 GMT

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,

With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my head, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."

Sun, 20 Dec 2009 11:47:43 GMT

Where I'm at:
'if you really need him fate won't (will) let you lose (find)him.'

Thu, 17 Dec 2009 15:51:01 GMT

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 13:42:24 GMT

The roar that we hear when we place a seashell next to our ear is not the ocean, but the sound of blood surging through the veins in the ear. - What a friggin let down, i always loved bringing the sound of the ocean home with me in a shell ):

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 23:44:25 GMT

Elvis, grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
The courage to change the things that I can;
And the wisdom to know the difference.
Thank you, thank you very much.

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 15:28:02 GMT

some drink to remember
some to forget
some for satisfaction
some for regret.

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 14:19:31 GMT

When words become unclear, I shall focus on photographs.
When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.
Silence it is.

Sat, 14 Nov 2009 13:19:53 GMT

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!" - john mayer.

Fri, 13 Nov 2009 15:19:04 GMT

What a splendid day!

Welcome back.

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 14:02:43 GMT

Fight club was a good book, I really enjoyed Mr Chuck Palahniuk.
Fight club is currently on my Movies to watch, along with The boy in the striped pyjamas, Hotel Rwanda, Juno, Hard candy, etc...
I also want to watch documentaries.
Maybe I should invest in some dvds, or alternatively I could appeal to friends who are visiting countries with pirated alternatives.

Hull vs Stoke on tv now, how unexciting.
I do quite enjoy the motor gp though,
especially the way they chase their bikes after falling off,
I don't know whether to admire their guts, or to call them crazy,
both maybe?

My knee has been giving me problems,
Maybe I shall try accupuncture? ;D

After one year in VJC,
I still find myself dissastisfied with the relationships that have been formed.
I do have new friends and all,
but I just wish that sometimes people would show more to them,
be real, maybe,
then again,
I should look at myself as well.

Will be in england in just under two weeks,
rather excited to see everyone together.
If only my dad's family was as together.

I should be studying

Sun, 13 Sep 2009 13:51:26 GMT

Brace face?

I love art.

Planning for my future,
is scaring the shit out of me.

I need a post promo plan.

I am going to be favourite granddaughter.

I need a new outfit.

I want to read good books/poetry.

I should be studying,
and i should learn to differentiate between needs and wants.

Definately, need to promote.

Wed, 26 Aug 2009 13:53:36 GMT

wants to play some ultimate.

Cheers to good times.

Wed, 26 Aug 2009 13:51:37 GMT

Good times with good friends.
Have had a great time hanging out with old friends, Mualz + Celeste,
New friends,
School friends,
all friends.

Thank you for reminding me what is important,
I aim to enjoy J1, what remains,
the aim is to promote, do your best,
but not to sacrifice what matters.

Can't wait to make (and complete) a list of things to do after promos.

I also am excited to culture myself with good films and books, right celeste! mualz!
I refuse to be the cute giggly girl who nods and smile when required,
even if it does mean i have to marry myself.

Mon, 15 Sep 2008 12:52:36 GMT

Moved to Zechpreller.blogspot.com because China blocks livejournal.

(meme is there and maybe some pictures too.)

say it again for me.

Thu, 11 Sep 2008 14:25:35 GMT

i forgot the joke about cos, tan and sin.
but its just what i need.

Thu, 04 Sep 2008 14:31:21 GMT

Grumpy old men is fucking funny, youtube it.

bye, bye baby please, don't let me go.

Tue, 02 Sep 2008 04:01:19 GMT

Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves.
Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.

Save tonight, I tried and failed.
Champagne and french tiramisu couldn't delay the misery.

Pez is my food of comfort, please and thank you.

Wed, 13 Aug 2008 06:44:07 GMT

I hate that people think its all so good, because personally I'm dissapointed.

Its you in my heart tonight, I don't need an invitation

Wed, 06 Aug 2008 10:53:31 GMT

Singfest was the bomb, my ears are still ringing. Good times.
School today was good, it didn't say "this sucks" once to celeste!
PE was triple recess periods.
English was cake and "let's go for desert treat in the canteen" :O ?! :D
And my oh my Emath haha, our table has serious fengshui.

I have alot to do, but they're taking a backseat because im a lazy sucker.

Thu, 17 Jul 2008 15:12:29 GMT

I think ebay.com can become my 11th friend.

What's the difference between life and a penis,
Life is always hard.

Fighting for peace is like procreating(muals') for virginity.

Thu, 17 Jul 2008 15:08:15 GMT

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights,
In cups of coffee, in inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
How do you measure a year?

Release

Sun, 06 Jul 2008 03:37:43 GMT

As I feel my heart grow heavy, I take a deep breadth and thank God I'm alive.

FOR SALE

Sat, 28 Jun 2008 04:42:52 GMT

Nikon F60 body only SLR.

$150.

Product Information
Vacations, family events, travel, portraits, close-ups, wide shots, telephoto shots the Nikon N60 and a high-quality Nikkor lens can handle them all. Opt for totally automatic operation and make photos with ease. Or use the N60's full set of controls for personal picture-taking pleasure and creativity.
Product MPN
MPN:	n60k

Key Features
Lens Mount:	Nikon F
Camera Type:	SLR (Single Lens Reflex)

Focus
Focus Type:	Autofocus, Manual Focus
Focus Lock:	With Focus Lock

Shutter
Shutter Speed:	30 - 1/2000 sec

Dimensions
Depth:	2.70 in.
Height:	3.80 in.
Width:	5.80 in.
Weight:	20.32 oz.

FOR SALE

Wed, 25 Jun 2008 13:14:17 GMT

Camera Film.
Kodak Gold bright sun 100 35mm colour print film ($3)
Kodak Gold bright sun 200 35mm colour print film ($3)
Kodak Elite Chrone 35mm film for coloured slides ($3)
Kodak Professional Black and White negative film ($4)
Ilford Delta Professional Black and White film ($4)