Monday, June 7, 2010

What would you be?

 *idea taken from Alaska*

If I were a month, I’d be October.
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Friday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be 1:52am.
If I were a season, I'd be autumn.
If I were a planet, I’d be Pluto (I know it's not planet anymore).
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a turtle.
If I were a direction, I’d be North.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a bedside table.
If I were a liquid, I’d be dewdrop.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be a ruby.
If I were a tree, I’d be a maple tree.
If I were a tool, I’d be I wouldn't be any tool, I'm too unpractical to be a tool.
If I were a flower, I’d be a field poppy.
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be a short summer rain.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a piano.
If I were a color, I’d be deep blue. Like cloudless skies at night.
If I were an emotion, I’d be full of expectations. Is it emotion?
If I were a fruit, I’d be a blueberry.
If I were a sound, I’d be a sound of a wind chimes in a breeze.
If I were an element, I’d be air.
If I were a car, I’d be the yellow van from Little Miss Sunshine.
If I were a food, I’d be a chocolate chip cookie.
If I were a place, I’d be a small street in a big city at night with many street lights and little restaurants and music clubs and a park nearby.
If I were a material, I’d be wood.
If I were a taste, I’d taste like honey cake.
If I were a scent, I’d be the way air smells after rain.
If I were an object, I’d be a locket or an LP.
If I were a body part, I’d be eyes.
If I were a facial expression, I’d be a smile.
If I were a song, I’d be Her Name is Alice (Shinedown).
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be a pair of ballerinas with floral pattern.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it

"The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create
Chuck Palahniuk

Friday, June 4, 2010

The task is: fill in 12 likes, 1 love and 8 hates like Cassie in her therapy video. Below, the bolded things are what you MUST include.

Abracadabra, Wow!
I like boys with
messy hair and girls with dreams
I like art
I like walking in empty streets
I like old buildings
I like stories
I like wind
I like twilight in spring and summer and the way everything smells so intensely then
I like city lights
I like when it's snowing
I like when I find a perfect gift for someone
I like going to concerts of bands that not many people know
I like dresses and skirts
I love pseudo-intellectual/romantic/artistic conversations when you're drunk
Today I didn't do what I was supposed to.
In some ways, I love everything.
Its less, its less of a thing to like, its less distinct, its less particular
I like things that I like but I love everything
There’s more choice in like
Cos even the worst things have things you love in them
I don’t know what you mean about things I hate
I hate
feeling ugly
I hate how much I care what other people think of me
I hate labeling
I hate being full of fears
I hate feeling powerless
I hate changes, but in a way, I need them
I hate people who have no inner worlds on their own
I hate adults who forgot about the children within them