GreenEyedDragon

well i would have to say that i do enjoy my shirt reading : [I](arrow pointing to the right) I'm with stupid[/I] but most people have a shirt of that sort, its not quite so funny. i also like my zoo t-shirt. It reads: [I]The Dallas Zoo[/I] and has a blue stripe with cartoony tigers going across it. I like it because its a great shirt, and it has paint from my room on it, so i can just look at my shirt and think myself away from where-ever i am, and thats a nice trick to be able to do. I have another zoo shirt that once belonged to my sister, and it has a mom and baby panda on the front during the day, and on the back you see their backs and the moon is out. its purple and comfy...and i just like it.

[color=blue]Charles de Lint is a fabulous writer, and his works are based on magic and 'fantasy', if you will. He writes about a circle of friends and their accquaintances, and about the city of Newford. Some of his books are just based on one of those things, and others aren't based on any of those things. A list of some of his books (there a many) to give you and idea of what i'm talking about: Vampires A Wizard's Dozen Spaceships and Spells Halflings, Hobbits, Warrows, and Wee Folk Forests of the Heart Dreams Underfoot The Dreaming Place Seven Wild Sisters Jack, the Giant-Killer Moonlight and Vines Svaha The Onion Girl Spirits in the Wires Hopefully some of those titles bring home the idea of modern fantasy. (i.e. Spaceships and Spells, or Spirits in the Wires) Now, this post is not to promote Charles de Lint in any way, but i would recommend those magic-intrigued on the forums to check him out. Mainly, i wanted to see if anybody else had discoverd this wealth of ideas and imagination provided to the public. If so, maybe we could start a discussion on some of his thoughts. If not, you could ask about it if your interested, and i can answer your questions. Also, i loaned The Onion Girl to a friend of mine (Terpishore) so if she joins the post i suppose you could question her as well. She seems to be enjoying the book very much though. Please ask even if you're not sure what i'm talking about, but also please read through any posts and responses as well, so that i don't have to repeat myself. ~Alex[/color]

*pats her hair down and takes the stage* well, it was either my 9th or 10th birthday party, and at this point my cats were outside cats (not anymore, long story) and so the first guests to arrice were ciara and jasmin, the twins. I was so excited and i wanted everyone to like my party, so --knowing that these two were partial to animals-- i decided to pick up our cat Piggy (used to be extremely shy of strangers) so that they could properly pet them. WELL, that didn't go over so well. He decided that he would climb up over my shoulder and then dig his claws into my chest so that he could propel himself off into the yard, only to disappear in the neighbor's bushes. Now, at this time i was quite the boob-less creature, so i wasn't very concerned about the three scars that later formed. My mom was though, and she got mad cuz i picked at the scars and stuff. SO, now i have these three scars going across my right boob. :therock:

Heaven's Cloud: [QUOTE]I definitely think that the president?s religious beliefs are affecting his judgment on this issue.[/QUOTE] Heaven's Cloud: [QUOTE]I truly feel that Bush hides behind this act because Gay marriage undermines his Religious beliefs.[/QUOTE] [color=light blue]Okay, now, in no way am i trying to personally attack anybody for any references made in these quotes above, and the one below, but they are all referring to Bush's religion, which happens to be my religion. If this isn't a widespread fact, dear President Georgie Bush is indeed Episcopalian. *hush falls over the room* Due to recent developments in the Episcopalian church based on the ordination of a gay bishop, many people have gone anti-episcopalian. Sadly, this is getting out of hand, where people with little information hear one thing and decide what they want to believe...Many people in the episcopalian church, including myself have the opinion that is: 'Why does it matter what his sexuality is? He is already a cleric, a priest, and when you ordained him into the priesthood you were fully aware of his sexuality, so why the sudden change?'. Unfortunately that is most commonly met with 'Bishops have the most power in the episcopalian church..blah blah blah', which is true, but him being a priest and no change in his manner having occured, shows that there is nothing to 'worry' about in his becoming a priest, as if there ever was. The public now sees the episcopalian church as gay-bashers...which is totally unfair. I have even come across looks of shock when i say that i support homosexuals, because they're still people, and i could really go on and on, but that's not the point. This is all to show you that the Episcopalian religion in general may be portrayed as anti-gay, but every person has their own opinion. These general statements may not be meant to slash Episcopalians, but until i get the bible verse that says 'thou shalt not be homosexual' i'm not going to base any of my decisions on that subject on my religion, and we can only hope that Bush has enough sense in his skull to do the same, though it seems quite the contrary, doesn't it? [/color] Cloricus: [QUOTE]He bases most things on his religion from what I?ve seen; I'm personally of the opinion that religion has no place in the decisions of a nation that at a least pretends it accepts all people as "equals" because it puts a block on freedom of religion and everything else is restricted to a fundamentalists "closed" views.[/QUOTE] [color=light blue]This quote i completely agree with, although when it gets down the the fundamentalists bit you kind of lost me...but still, religion shouldn't be involved in politics in any way, not only does it distort the belief system of the religion, but it also conflicts with people of other religions than whomever may be speaking, or athiests, etc.[/color]

well my name is alexandra rose...i don't know how much you need, but i think it would be [I]crazy[/I] cool to know my name in chinese...please and thank you!! :D

okay, now i mean tastes in foods, not clothing or people or friends, but some people have WEIRD tastes. Now, i am one of them, as far as other people are concerned...i just think i'm pretty normal, but okay, whatever. If you want to get simple, i eat [color=green][I]green[/I][/color] food, and mushrooms and tomatoes. I eat pickles and ketchup, mustard, relish and mayonaise. I eat jelly, and peppers...and a lot of other 'weird things'. But here are some of the not so everday: Peanut butter with assorted foods such as: oreos, celery, apples Ranch with pizza Ketchup with hashbrowns Tomatoes with salt Now, i'm not intending for this thread to become something pointless like "vegetarians are WEIRD" because they're not, they're just firm in their personal beliefs, so leave them out of this, okay? this is just a thread for people to see different tastes, and possibly suggestions for trying new things. So, what weird tastes do you have?

unforutnately, it seems once you read the first post, you don't read through the rest of the thread. I replied to a question of what a hardship was and also why i [I]couldn't[/I] take public transportation in a later response to questions that provoked my explanation. i suppose you who don't read through threads won't even see this, but if you do, stop ignoring what has been said. Not only do repsonses get redundant, but questions that have been cleared up keep repeating....not to sound nit-picky, its just easier on people who are looking for important advice. I cannot stress how most of you do not understand, though. Please do not make a light matter of this. If you don't think you know what i'm going through, please do not reply.

personally, being in our marching/concert band isn't all that great, but maybe it's because i'm a freshman, and i'm treated like dirt. yesterday morning, our crazy band director had us listen to a peice with 14 variations.... ...it was thirty minutes long...

a hardship is a driver's license given to otherwise underage citizens that are in a, well, hardship. In my case, i have two working parents unable to get me to and back from school (due to late hours), and i'm unable to use public transportation due to the fact that i'm carrying a trombone-sized $10,000 instrument (bass clarinet, most people don't know what it is, so i gave you an example of its size) to and from school.

[color=green] Okay, so recently i was talking with my parents at the dinner table about how i might possibly be able to get a hardship. The circumstances: my sister is going to be at college next year, and my brother has been accepted for a foreign exchange program in japan. Well, about a month ago, when the subject came up, my mom seemed to be sticking up for me (i.e. my father said i was too young, and my mom said that 14 was actually the youngest age that you can get a hardship) but apparently not, because the other night she was horrible. We got into a huge fight and all they seem to want to do is pay one of my friend's brothers to drive me to school, but he has other obligations, too! Plus, my sister is the one who grocery shops and cooks around here, so i could grocery shop, too. As if they have the time. My mom hired maids to clean our house because she hasn't the time for it, so where did all of this magical time to grocery shop come from?! Anyways, if you don't know how my family is, you may think i'm being immature because i didn't get what i wanted, when i wanted it, with full love and support--but if you think that, you're wrong. My parents are the type of people who were raised well enough to know not to beat a child, and they're both lawyers, so they know all of the consequences. but they really weren't meant to be parents. For example, one year i went to church camp and we were given time and stamps to write our parents (more required) and so i wrote my mother about how i wanted to change our relationship, to where we could be friends...not a dictator/slave sort of nice in public relationship...but i found it lying on our mail table opened when i got home, and she never did anything or mentioned it to me in any way. My father was a 1st captain in the marines, and he is use to having 'orders' followed to a tee, the second he announces them. He gets VERY angry if they're not. One time, my sister started to yell back at my mom, and he threw her against the wall. That is about the closest we've gotten to being beaten though...it was just scary. so tell me if you've had similar experiences, or just give me advice. right now, i'm not really speaking with them, without necessity...so just let me know what you think. [/color]

well, it was a jerk...lucky me, so he decided we should just stay friends after he was done...but i bit him the first kiss, so in the end, he deserved it! :D

okay, for starters, i'm a really-pld fashioned type of girl*(i.e. i would never ask out a guy, that's his job), and i've come to discover that there are lots of us. Keep that in mind. I think chivalry may be rare today, but that just makes it all the more sweeter. The only problem with it is if you're being really sweet to a girl who doesn't like you all that much. It drives them mad, because how can you not like someone who's so nice? When and if guys treat me with repsect and open doors for me, and pull out my seat, etc. i think its really sweet. I'm prone to blush or just have this massive grin on my face, because most of the time guys treat me like their little sister, so i'm another punching bag. Plus, you should listen to yourself on topics like this, where other people are telling you different, because these types of choices influence who you are, and nobody should change you but you. Hope i helped!

[B]Ghosts! GHOULS! GOBLINS!![/B] [Color=green]Well, i supposed that would be the wrong season, eh? Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah, and Jolly Holidays to all! As for me, i have one and a half weeks remaining to buy everybody's christmas presents...:sleep: lazy as i am, i'm going to have to find a ride. Speaking of presents, the other day i was talking to my best friend and i asked what she wanted from me, and she said to me, i want more of those socks you gave to me for my birthday! (2-3 dollar socks from target, kind of a last minute thing). Now, this is the FIRST time i have EVER had anybody ask me for SOCKS for christmas...its seems purely absurd...but if thats what she wants, i suspect she'll be getting it....i have no problem with cheap! :D So, have you asked for anything bizarre, or have you had anybody request any strange gifts? [/color]

[color=red] when i wrote all of this out, i wasn't aiming for it, but i realize that my topic has come into relation with the book "The Giver". If you have not read it, then just reply to my topic, and if you have, your thoughts on the book and the topic will be appreciated.[/color]

[color=red]For instance, what if anyone you chose automatically loved you? Unrealistic, i know, because what if two people wanted the same person to love them? SYSYEM BREAKDOWN! But what if? I mean, there could be a rule that if someone's taken, go pick someone else! They say there's someone out there for everybody, so-providing there's an even number of people-we could all just pick one, instead of all the hassle. Plus, if life were simple, we could all just not sleep--we wouldn't need it, life's too simple! No sleep, more time--for what i know not, but thats less stress right there....but wait, there's no stress, life's way too simple to worry! No homework, no anger, no anything.... but here it comes, if life were this simple-which seems to be what the world of today would prefer-would we really be human? I mean, if it were all so easy, would there be feelings? Would people actually LIVE? There's not a single person who hasn't cried in their life, so part of life is sadness, and part of it is anger. Part of life is joy, part of life is pain, and so on. And then there's death. Would this simple world have death? or would that be too complicated, and people would just live forever? And what about disease? Mental illness? Genetic defects? I would really like to know what people think, because i'm sure there are a lot of great opinions out there, and i was curious to know what people thought. I mean, what would our world be without all the bad stuff too? Just think about it, i guess, and hopefully respond... ~Alex[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Adahn [/i] [B]This brings me to dreams. Surely, there is no mortal that exists or has ever existed that knew all of their dreams. Dreams come from your most physically inactive state, and while the mind rests, it does not stop working, therefore thoughts and feelings that come from such a state must originate from the most easily accessed parts of your mind. I have not read any dream interpretations or anything like them, mostly because this is a basically underdeveloped thought. However, since everyone's brain is wired differently, I don't think fitting dreams into a certain category is the best way to find the truth in them. Truth is a sacred thing, and can only be found from within yourself, whether it is a communion with a greater being, or a communion within your own mind. With all this in my mind, I currently believe that you should take the dreams you have and see if they apply to what thoughts or emotions have been recently predominant in your mind, or even ones that have been pondered for a good deal of time and have taken permanent residence in your mind. [/B][/QUOTE] [color=green] could you elaborate on this topic? I've had some really deep conversations based on dreams (i.e. Have you ever had a dream that seemed as if it came from God, etc.) and i would like to know some of your thoughts on the topic. Personally, i haven't reasearched or found too much out about dream interpretations, and i've never really intended to, but i think that if people are interpreting dreams, there should be more to it than matching up figures and actions to come up with a result. I think that interpreting a dream would require and exact recount of it, what happened, what the dream 'you' felt, and who else was there. For example, if a girl were to dream that she was kissing a boy that she claims she used to like, but doesn't anymore, it could mean she's oppressing her true feelings about that person. Most of it could be explained as common sense, based on what happened, who was there, and recent emotions in past days or weeks on that topic, although my example was a rather simple dream. When it comes to explaining what a dream is, though, i find that pointless. Some explanations are as follows: Dreams are the by-product/visualization of the brain sorting through the day's memories. (or) Dreams are subconcious messages based on emotions. Now, a scientific explanation to what a dream is, based on the knowledge that is is caused by the brain, is quite an assumption. Scientists haven't even figrued out how the brian works, so they cannot explain what is cuased by the brain working in your sleep. I will add more to this later, but please let me know about what you think. [/color]

[color=green] have an interesting teacher for english this year, and she's got a great sense of humor,and she's really nice. Sounds strange, huh? Ah, but here comes the normal part: she's really really strict. You MUST write in blue pen in her class. You CANNOT write on the back of any paper unless she tells you otherwise. You MUST have a correct heading. Anything typed must be double spaced, size 12, Times New Roman. You have to have a two-inch. three-ring binder for her class only. You have to have three highlighters but they CANNOT be yellow. All paper used in her class MUST be wide-ruled. And there's much much more, I promise. Also, my spanish teacher, he is a major butt. He can be nice and funny, but he has a temper. He promised us he wouldn't get mad, and if we started to tick him off he would send us out of class to the help center. thats that. Now, let me explain the help center, just to reassure you that my entire school is retarded. The help center is the place where you are sent when your teacher is irritated by you, but you haven't done anything bad enough to be sent to the office. So in the help center, you get to talk to a counselor about what you did wrong and how you're learning from it, and then you get to write a page on how you realize what you've done wrong and that you understand your teacher's reaction. After you have been sent to the help center twice, you go straight to the office, where you are 'delt with'...reminds you of the book Madeline, doesn't it? heh...anyways, going to my school is like going just outside a vacuum that sucks the fun out of everything near by. The teachers even get to write detentions if you "pool" (standing still in the hallway either talking, or stopping at someone else's locker) in the hallways. During school hours you MUST go up the Up stairs, and then you have to go down the Down Stairs. If you're caught going up the down stairs, or down the up stairs, then you get an automatic detention. Also, even if you're not fighting in the halls, if you yell or anything, you can get a $250 fine for "Disturbing the Learning Environment", or some BS like that....yeah, so not only do i have pshyco teachers, but my entire school environment is boring as H***....trust me on this one, ya'll's schools are much better. At least you can be entertained by fights every now and then in the halls...[/color]

[color=orange]my brother and i went throught the eating dog food phase ...and we would also take our cats by the two front paws and spin them around. and i ran away from the vacuum cleaner...that thing was scary. also, when i was littler, maybe in grade school, my sister would stay up in the bathroom that connects our rooms and do homework with the light on. I thought it was the bathroom monster. Took me awhile to get the nerve to look and see...[/color][/color=orna

I took Tae Kwon Do from when i was in second grade till the beginning of seventh grade. I recieved my Black Belt the winter of sixth. Its kinda weird to know that if i were to go back, i would be treated like a teacher, and anyone 'lesser' than i, would have to bow to me. And i could teach a class as well. Its kind of strange to think of that, because i'm only 13 and i was taught by a Grand Master who was old and wrinkled. He was the nicest little man...reminded me of Mr. Miagui from the Karate Kid. Sweet little old guy that can kick butt. :p Yeah, i really miss it, but i'm in the colorguard and i'm going to take dance and play soccer, so i just wouldn't have time...But i find it nice to know i would have been highly respected. Respect was hard to find in my studio. I'm a girl, and we were thought of as wimpy...until sparring time arrived. *evil laughter* i made someone cry once...heheh (and no i didn't kick him where it hurts, thats illiegal) I got a gold medal for my form once too...it was Form 8...we never learned the formal names.

[color=sky blue]i plan to be a photographer when i grow up. I'm not sure what i'll specialize in, but i like landscapes. The only downside is that would also requier traveling. oh, and taking pictures of dogs (atleast mine) is difficult. They shy away from the camera, because they don't know what it is. I have taken a class though, it lasted a week last summer. It was great fun and i won a competition with my photos at the end of the week. I think its really cool to know that there are other people who are into photography. There are so many people that attend my school and claim "i want to be a photographer when i grow up!" and then they do nothing about it. I haven't seen any portfolios or cameras, and the only time they mention it is when we take tests that tell us what jobs we would do best in. The counselors even ask them "Have you done anything about becoming a photographer?" and they come up with "well i take pictures a lot" PSH! thats pathetic...anyways, i'm just ranting, but i'm really into photography as well. SO, yeah..[/color]

i like the Texas Giant from Six flags over Texas

heheh...my friend kelsey was over, and we were having a grand time, and i got onto the subject of the Freak Test online, and a particular quiestion. "have you ever sat in your front yard with a hairdryer and pointed it at cars just to see if the would slow down?" well, she thought it was great and that we should do it. So we'd been eating our salsa and chips and so i retrieve the hairdryer and she gets the food, and we go out there and sit. it started to drizzle...but we ignored it. so we're sitting here with all our stuff and she tells me this story about how kristina and her were outside waiting for someone and this ant got on her toe or something and she was hopping around in the middle of the street with her hands full and an itchy toe and made kelsey scratch it for her...that alone was a funny story, but 'tis not the end. So the only car that drives by is full of these big black guys, and we decided not to point it at them for fear that they would shoot back....O.o so we got bored and ran out of food and the exact moment we came inside there was a total cloudburst and the rain..it was just POURING. it was very eerie, to say the least, but it cracked us up...i'm going to assume that you had to be there, because we are total freaks and whenever we're together we think things hilariuos that 'normal' people would find stupid, or annoying, or just plain jane...ah well...be that way, if you will, and i'll be DIFFERENT! *evil laughter takes over the background music*

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by RicoTranzrig [/i] [B][COLOR=darkblue] Rarely do I get dreams that feel real, but when I do, sometimes I mistakingly acknowledge them as events that happened, when they really didn't.[/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=sky blue]i've gotten dreams like that so often that they have become the only kind of dreams i remember, i think. I always say to myself that i never remember my dreams, but i'll think back on the funniest family events or something that my dad did or said, and everyone will look at me and be like "what?" "that never happened" "you're making things up again"....it really makes me mad. recently i was at camp and i was on the top bunk. i woke up in the middle of the night and discovered that my covers had disappeared, so i arranged myself sleeping with my dad's jacket (i take it everywhere, for i am so fond of him, and it reminds me of home...*peaceful simle*) and a wet towel...the AC was on so high, it really ticked me off. I KNOW that i woke up a few times and looked for my covers, and i think i dreamed that i found them in the strangest places...i don't know, it was all very strange...but i do believe that to some extent, our dreams become part of us more than conciousness does...we rely on them so much to tell us what we should do, when its just our minds realizing things before we decide to believe them conciously.[/color]

i spent $60 dollars on a pair of pants from Hot Topic. I'm sure i could probably have found them somewhere else for much cheaper, but it was the essence of the moment, y'know? i just had to have the pants...:D

wow...that's a song, i assume, from the Chorus lines...its really powerful, and i hope you can actually do something with it, the world needs to hear it. I'm not sure the exact message you were trying to get across, but i think you were referring to how childhoods are constantly being shortened, to where they're practically non-existant. On that topic i totally agree, and i find myself constantly wishing that i were a kid again... i profusely apologize if i got the wrong message from your poem...but i do think it's really great...9.8/10