mama mia pizza pia ! , 12:45 PM

My mother just gave birth to a beautiful baby boy! We've decided to call him Jack. People like the name Seth, but in my opinion- that's a really gross name.
He's really cute, he sleeps, poos, pees, and eats.
And that is his typical life. He was 9lbs and 5oz, so he's pretty huge!
He's not like those scrawny, gross babies you see all the time. Very chubby and adorable.

JACK <3

you gave me your soul, but it withered away , 7:40 PM

Your soul is ugly.

Your soul gets mundanes to trust it.
It feeds on good people, and when all the innocence is drunk,
It breathes evil into the body.

Your soul is harsh.

It treats other people like plants.
Beautiful when thriving,
Yet when they are ugly- you throw them away.

Your soul is a coward.

It sees the gaps in people's strengths,
And then sneaks through them.
It makes them shiver in cold.

Your soul is a black hole.

It caught the light in a glove,
then pitched it away.
It's still flying through the air.

Your soul can't breathe.

It sucks up breath from the unsuspecting.
The dying are cast aside,
And thrown into the pit.

....Why is it so appealing?

so, i heard you gave up everything you love ? 1:14 PM

So.. I was in Toronto.. and I almost didn't catch that .

jkjkjkjk. It's funny. xD

a wolf named skylar , 7:23 PM

I SEE THE TWITCHES OF A SMILE ON YOUR LIPS, DON'T DENY IT.
Yes, I laughed as well. (:
I absoloutely love Hong Kong advertisements. I can gush and gush and gush, forever.
I feel like making something here. Just watch me ..

S I M O N E

Ohyes, what now. Sorry, I had a brief moment of psycho-ness there.

Or as Eva would say, HEEEAVE-age.
Okay, now i'm getting silly. *calms down*.
Nicole did it to me, talking about her wolf named Skylar who can shoot fire out of his nostrils and gets easily distracted.

Joy to the fucking world. xD

maybe theres a God above? 9:13 PM

Yeah, that's my fail-proof way of stress-reduction.
I have a printout in my room on the wall. Works great. I'm tired, and I keep writing these random blogs of my *shudder* feelings.

EWEEZ.

Anyways.
Outtie.
I just really wanted to share that with you.

hello world ! lets have a picnic , 9:01 PM

I can be friendly. People don't think so. I can make myself what ever I want to. That's why I'm such a good actor. I envision the person I want to be, and I feel the transformation taking place. Sometimes, I think people notice. The extremely different moods I have from day to day, the extremely different looks. It's not something I plan to do, it's a natural reaction. Trying to express myself, the way I'm feeling that day. I want to be so
many
different people.
I want to be the flashy actress who loves the attention, and cam whores with her BFFLLSLSZ.
I want to be the cool, calm skater who watches you on the street, leaning casually against the wall.
I want to be the artist, drinking my Soy Chai Late in the cafe, drawing and writing.

Do you know? Well, If you do- can you tell me? Cuz I sure don't.
Oh my lordie, lord.

it really is a broken hallelujah , 8:52 PM

I used to live alone before I knew you existed, and it hurt when I was alone.
It, by the way- i'm refering to hapiness.

So today, a friend told me I needed help- I secretly agreed. It hurt, though.
It's a type of hypnotism, that goes over me, spreads from my stomach, down to my toes, up to my head, out to my arms, and to the tips of my fingers . It makes me want to get people's attention, yes- i'm an attention grabber. I'd admit it, but I'm afrait people will look at my differently. People don't understand me now anyways, so why differ myself, so others are satisfyed.

Who CARES, I'm sick of people.
jefgwhgewhfgytwuywutyu3rytuywuiythgdkjsh .

(Photo from a church book)

i'm rusted from the rain , 1:49 PM

I've come to a conclusion. I know why we die. It's because life is so draining, we just run out of energy. We get rusted. Rusted from the rain.


Shackled in the graveyard, left there to decay.

We've crushed like flowers.

Stripped of our powers.

Beaten with chains.

Rusted from the rain.

Sorry for my little mini-rant-type-poem. [:


Hahha, so.
Let's get down to business. Today I have writers block. So I have no idea what I write about.
That WOULD be my whole post; but I shall write about what I did today.

Today I,


Went to school, almost fell asleep on the bus, got to school, did my John A MacDonald in 5 minutes, had history, had grammar, didn't finish booklet, had science, doodled in notebook whilst listening to Bahlis scream on about pulleys, had lunch, read Romeo & Juliet with class, read my book while my group "discussed" their Soap Opera, read Romeo and Juliet with class again.

That is a typical day in my absoloutely thrilling life.

(GRAPHIC BY ME ; NO STICKY PAWS)

it's such a mad world , 8:00 PM

We live in such a mad world.

I find it really confusing sometimes.

(graphic by me)

hello there ! , 9:14 AM

Who knows where I am?

Aha, I'm at school! Yeah, our overprotective school board hasn't blocked blogger! What a surprise!

I'm pretty pleased.

Anyways, my question to myself is ... What has been the biggest step you've taken this year?

Sometimes I'm not sure. I think the biggest step that i've taken, would be learning how to ask for help. Sometimes, I can be a cocky person, and asking for help is hard for me. But when we started doing math, and I had no idea what we were talking about I had no choice. It's not my forte, but i've gotten used to the feeling of asking for help.

Another,

You are 10 years in the future. Write a letter to yourself.

Dear Simone,

We've done okay I think. There are times when you could've been a little smarter, and used a little more common sense, but overall, we're not too shabby. I think that we've gone through so many challenges and home and school, that we're not a child anymore. I don't think I was ever a child, and I don't really understand why. Why anybody had to go through what i've gone through, or anything thereof.

Please remember that you are a person with feelings, and showing feelings is not a shameful thing to do.

Peace. You've done okay, kid.

-Simone.

Just another example which goes to show that old habits die hard. (Another 2 minute Photoshop effort)

Who the hell cares whether you're gay? (homosexual, not stupid)
Is it really that much of a deal that you like the same gender?
Why would God create them, if the act of being homosexual is so horrible.
There's probably some crackpot of an answer going "It's their "call in liiiiiiifeee". Grow up.
I'm sorry, but I REALLY do not think God would create people differently, and create them so they can be rejected and shunned by the whole Catholic community. What IS that? No wonder we have so many transgenders these days, trying to take a shot a normality. Is the fact that we've created a gay sub-culture enough for you to understand? Understand that they're just trying to survive?

Peace.

my inner battle, 7:49 PM

I don't understand why people struggle so hard to defend things, then deny them when you confront them about it. I'll admit, I do it too. I can't sit and say I don't, Maybe it's a human thing. I wouldn't consider myself human.
"Peter, you will deny me three times before the rooster crows".
It's not something that you can just shout out there. I know you can't say you're a good Catholic, and try to combine other religions in there too, but sometimes I feel that I want to look at different ones. I can't help being interested in witchcraft, Ouija Boards, Tarot cards and mystical energy using. I know the Church forbids these things but it comes from my mother, who is a big influence on my life. I feel like two parts of my life are always struggling to claim me. The part where I'm very Catholic, religious extremist almost, and the part where I can't help but wonder if there IS God, Jesus, and others? I believe it, however like anybody, I have my doubts.
But in the end, Can I live my life saying to others "I tried my best"?
Or is, what I'm achieving and doing, my best?

Peace.

life's little truths according to me , 7:49 PM

So, I'm feeling crud today. Let's start out this blog with humor.

Oh, and that comic is the result of 2 minutes on Photoshop. (:

Oh, Simplicity hast never failed me.

LIFE'S TRUTH'S I used to eat a lot of natural foods until I learned that most people die of natural causes.

Gardening Rule: When weeding, the best way to make sure you are removing a weed and not a valuable plant is to pull on it. If it comes out of the ground easily, it is a valuable plant.

The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.

Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.

There are two kinds of pedestrians -- the quick and the dead.

Life is sexually transmitted.

An unbreakable toy is useful for breaking other toys.

If quitters never win, and winners never quit, then who is the fool. who said, "Quit while you're ahead?"

Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.

Always get the last word in: Apologize.

Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day; teach that person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks.

All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.

Why does a slight tax increase cost you two hundred dollars and a substantial tax cut saves you thirty cents?

DRUMROLL PLEASE?

AND THE # 1 THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: You read about all these terrorists --- most of them came here legally, but they hung around on these expired visas, some for as long as 10 to 15 years. Now, compare that to Blockbuster... You are two days late with a video and those people are all over you. Let's put Blockbuster in charge of immigration.