||[Aug. 28th, 2004|01:33 am]
|||||Concerto for Oboe in C minor, Cimarosa||]|
I took a survey online and the results of the survey basically said I am most likely to end up in an abusive relationship as in I would be getting beat up. But not only that but apperenlty I am so masochistic that I would stay in the relationship despite that continue to get battered and would most likely live in denial and make up inexscusable exscuses and defend my partner. Interesting isn't it. The sad part is it's probally true... Well that's lucky charms for you. I would really like diamonds.
Sometimes I wonder if the money should go for the banana on the closetst branch or reach for the one just above it. If the sheep was the lions mother then was he a vegie eater or did he just eat everyone but her, of course he could have also eaten the wolves. The fox and the wolf I like foxes because they're so cute but like don't get me wrong about wolves they have their talents too. I shouldn't be upset as I am. Wait but why I am I upset. Probally to many reasons to count. How low would I go? I don't think I would go so low that I dirty myself I would not like to be unclean. THed filth would probally never seen to come off. What if I only can be given what I like the most but least desire and what I desire the most but at hte same time despise was never given??? I feel like the lamp is on but the mouse went for the cheese when it should have gone for the ketchup packet. Well if the cheese is moldy then it suck for the mouse. If the turnip sat next to the frenchfry would still wand to be made into a casserole with the cucumber? I think the tuna wants to be with the dolphins on a daily bases just becasue they're both so big. I know that even artichokes have hearts. If the bicycle rides to the north and the chocolate bar stays in the second gear will they meet, pass or miss each other. I wish I could be with the clouds but will it ever happen or do I have to sa\it with the grass and the loop? I don't want the whole cake just a slither you know. Can the hamster really mae dreams come true. The silly codger tries so hard cannot forget about what he does. The grass supports my body and lifts me to the clouds, and yet I still can't reach. Just touch a cloud. Is there too much silence for the river? Oh the kiwi is so kind to allow me so much and tell me many stories that help me get through the day. I want to touch the clouds and rest with them in the blue yonder. My wish won't it be granted...?