Sunday, June 17, 2007

Fathers Day

Just last night, I had a look through my baby pictures out of boredom and found a whole bunch of them of me and my dad together. In all of them, we're smiling or laughing together. My favourite is one where I'm wearing a frilly dress and he's crouched down beside me and we're both laughing. With the background noise of my dad yelling at me while I sit in my room and study the picture, I wonder what happened between when the picture was taken and the present. Maybe there was something that allowed us to laugh together when I was two that is no longer there now that I've outgrown frilly dresses. I suppose there are moments when a part of that is still in our father-daughter relationship. Sometimes when he's the one cooking dinner instead of my mom and I just help out here and there with little things like flipping something over with the spatula or adding more salt. Its times like that when the kitchen is quiet in a soothing way with only the sounds of food cooking that I really feel the love between us. Unfortunately, there aren't too many moments like this and I suppose maybe we both have to work at getting along. Anyways, to my dad and all the fathers out there, happy fathers day!

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Chat Room Oddities

I was never a big fan of chat rooms, I mean, I'm sure most of the people on it are perfectly normal, but there always seems to be a random weirdo. Somebody gave me a site displaying some of the oddities that can be found in these chat rooms. I would post the quotes here, but some of it contains more... adult material and alot of swearing.

Harry's...wand?

When fanfiction and video game freaks mix

Isn't the world a such a small place?

Chess addict

When cyber sex goes wrong


When idiots show off

Why you should not multi-task on your computer

A lesson on punctuation


When "your mom" disses backfire


For more quotes, go to bash.org

Thursday, June 07, 2007

"I'm Arriving"

This video is so racist and stereotypical, but I can't help but laugh. If you're British, or more specifically, English, prepare to be offended.


Sunday, June 03, 2007

Forgive Me

Two strings tied in a knot,
One wrapped around the other.

Your arms around mine,
I am warm and safe.
Murmur your love to me,
I am as cold as ice.
I want to jump, fly, swim,
I want to run away.

One string pulls away,
Both are curled and frayed.