Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Self Diagnosed Illnesses
I've never contemplated suicide, but there are times when I feel like my sadness is too much to bear and it certainly must be depression. I'm always distracted to the point where I consider I may have ADHD, but never to the point where I require medication to function. My moods are like a roller coaster, one second I'm so happy I could vomit rainbows and suddenly summon unicorns, and the next moment I'm burning with anger. But I don't think it's too severe to be diagnosed as bipolar disorder. There are times when I can't sleep for hours, but not on daily basis, so it mustn't be insomnia. And for far too many times I have believed I truly lost my mind. This is the price I pay for creative genius. My mind is a treacherous wonderland. But nevertheless, I never cease to be beguiled by my dear brain, my one and only friend.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Tacos
If I ever become a parent and my family goes out to get tacos and my child isn't cooperating, it will probably go down like this:
Me: Eat your taco.
Child: No. I'm not hungry.
Me: YOU SAID YOU WANTED TACOS!! *Angrily gestures at tacos.
Devil Child: But I don't want tacos anymooooooooorrreee.
Me: Shut your head hole. Eat your tacos and be happy.
Offspring: Wha-
Me: *A mix between a "Don't Question Me" and a "Don't Make Me Laugh" look.
Child: *Suppressed laughter with leaks of giggles.
And this is where I get ghetto fabulous on my child.
Me: I told you to eat dat taco son! NOW YOU GO EAT DAT TACO AND BE HAPPY, ALRIGHT?
My Silly Bag Of Sunshine: . . .
Me: Girl I told you not to look at me like that.
The Kid Living In My House: *Laughs
Me: *Laughs
And then my child would eat the taco and we'll be all good. Awesome parenting skills right there!
Me: Eat your taco.
Child: No. I'm not hungry.
Me: YOU SAID YOU WANTED TACOS!! *Angrily gestures at tacos.
Devil Child: But I don't want tacos anymooooooooorrreee.
Me: Shut your head hole. Eat your tacos and be happy.
Offspring: Wha-
Me: *A mix between a "Don't Question Me" and a "Don't Make Me Laugh" look.
Child: *Suppressed laughter with leaks of giggles.
And this is where I get ghetto fabulous on my child.
Me: I told you to eat dat taco son! NOW YOU GO EAT DAT TACO AND BE HAPPY, ALRIGHT?
My Silly Bag Of Sunshine: . . .
Me: Girl I told you not to look at me like that.
The Kid Living In My House: *Laughs
Me: *Laughs
And then my child would eat the taco and we'll be all good. Awesome parenting skills right there!
Friday, March 11, 2011
Alphabeat - DJ (I Could Be Dancing)
"I need something I can turn to, Now and then, take me out, out now, On and on, I need something I can turn to, Something I can count in, Day and night, on and on, like a record now, Out now, I need something I can dance to."
Thursday, March 10, 2011
"The Places We Should Have Gone"
Don't let anyone stand in your way toward the path of happiness. If it makes you happy, do it. Don't change your mind because someone asked you to. If you think you're going to regret something, instead of straying away from it, go for it. Second chances don't exist. Things change. Nothing remains the same.
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