Think cute thoughts

It’s that time of year again; my least favorite holiday. I don’t celebrate holidays, so you would think me completely unaffected by the hum and excitement that surround them: not so. It’s impossible to not be surrounded by it. Everyone has the ‘it’s a holiday’ aura.

The ‘it’s Halloween’ aura is the worst. It’s the one holiday that actually goes against my personality.

I will hide away in my room for the weekend, listening to grotesquely happy music, drinking soup and tea, and ignoring the laughter and knocks and doorbell dings echoing throughout the neighborhood. I like costumes: no, I love costumes. I love the idea of temporarily shifting into the embodiment of someone else for a night. But I hate Horror. What does this holiday really stand for?

 www.dailycute.net

fruits basket

Fruits Basket it my favorite show in the whole world. Watch this and feel happy (you should watch it if you have never seen it)

Clouds

 The clouds roll pleasantly along the sky, watching the people below. Their color is no indication of their mood; black clouds are no more agitated then white clouds, a common misconception. These gray clouds are responsible for a cold, vague world. The rain has stopped; everything is silent, waiting for what will come to come.
My mind wanders away, going from subject to subject, darting hectically.

I found these pictures from a cute site: http://daughterearth.com/blog/tag/illustrator/
I love the colors in here and the concepts. 
"Daughter Earth spreads awareness of endangered species and habitat conservation through the artful design of environmentally conscious clothing, accessories and housewares.  A portion of their profits are donated to conservation organizations which protect the animals and habitats featured in their artwork.  In addition, Daughter Earth works hands-on with these charities to promote their messages."

And a sprinkle of...

Your musical clip of the week!

Back to my roots

I was getting bitter - a gnawing, unsettling anger was drifting over my vision and now it has cleared. I was losing myself because I am a romantic and no one had any love. It was pulling away my beliefs, with long thin pale fingers, scratching and growling. And now the hands are gone. I am happy. I am at peace. True love exists and love at first sight happens everyday. If you don't believe me, I have no way of proving it. It's a sort of catch that love at first sight never happens to people that don't believe in it. Are you afraid that you won't find it becuase it hasn't happened yet? I was too. Do you think that if you cover your heart in leather, it won't bleed? I did that too. It wasn't worth it. Have I found love yet? no. Will I? Yes, I am certain of that.

http://keturahweathers.theworldrace.org/?filename=og-love

a dream

I had the dream again. I sit against the polished black wall of the piano, my back slumped at an awkward yet comfort angle. I can feel the force of the music, as each note slides through me, vibrating comfortingly. My eyes are closed but I know he is there, playing for me. I hug my knees closer to my chest and smile.

Lost Wendy

Lost Wendy

Bolted during midterms 10/13/10 – Shasta College area

Last seen at her home in Redding

Female-21 years old – Brown hair brown eyes – Caucasian

No collar

Call Wendy 440-0516

Happy happy happy happy Happy happy happy happy Happy happy happy

I have been instructed by my sister to be blindingly happy like I usually am. For those of you that don’t know me, I am blindingly happy.

All I have to do is to find myself