Are you crazy when you think your actually sane????

I LOVE talking to psychologists... I mean they are being paid to listen to you without interrupting you AND they have to agree with you!!!....Now I don't see a psychologist personally, I have seen one a few times in my life, but right now, I find myself not needed one, on account of my awesome best friend who actually listens to me...:D   but thats not the point I'm trying to make here...

I heard the most strange thing EVER - ok it wasn't the strangest, but t was certainly,,,interesting - My younger twin brother by three minutes said that he did not want to go and speak to a shrink O_0... <--- that was my face he was all jokey and kiddingy, but I know him well enough to see that he was serious... and when I asked why he said "THEY AINT GETTING NOTHING OUTA ME!"... he made it sound like they were the FBI and they wanted to take all his dark secrets away from him... 

SERIOUSLY?!?!?!?!... really?...really really?... NO WAAAAY!!!!.... 

moment of me thinking of all the funny things I could say that would just be poking fun at him,,, then I thought about it... and realised how HEC-TIC that was... so, I - for like the first time - was speachless... 
I mean, what is it about us not wanting to go and see "special friends".... we feel like we're pouring our souls out to someone who we're not even sure we can trust... we are afraid that everyone will find out we're seeing a psychologist and judge us for being a crazy, but if we really think about it, its the part of trusting ourselves enough to let go of whats hurting us... of us fearing that if we talk about it, we will have to face it, whatever it could be, and we're afraid we won't be able to handle it... but hey, that's what the "special friend" is there for, they meant to help you to deal with it... before you explode into something catatonic...  wow... just a little mellow Dramatic... ok,,, it isn't for some... because that's the problem... it's not that people will find out, because they won't if you don't tell them, because talking to strangers, we find, is far easier.... it's because we cannot face ourselves. and even if you don't want to face yourself now, you will... we always do...

and now onto the more light hearted stuff! :D

I had a dream I was one of these spiky animals... xcept I looked like a person...weird [O0.]...akward moment of silence...
and I was looking amongst the tree's for a whole lot of little porcupines...  because... well I don't know why, but we were all just looking for them ok.... it was weird... 

... ever have moments like this?.... .......................................................yeah, me neither...:-/...

HAHAHAHA!...Epic FAIL!!!!! :D....


so well, this here is ButtonGirl popping in and falling off this coat....peace... 


 

well, it's been a while since I've seen the safe boundaries of my computer here in sunny bothas hill (I am LYING it is soo NOT sunny, it's grey and miserable and AWESOME!). If I had to describe the weather down here right now... I'd hate myself, but I would say it was like folks from twilight,,, but I won't, cos I'd rather not compare...oh, and twilight sucks...:)

today,,, I got home and started being save driven - I kid you not! - I had to carry desks and draws and and and, BIG HEAVY STUFF!!!  as in I was like "Hi mom" and she said "hold this"... you know parents have the most awesome ways of showing you there love :D :D :D...  not even an apology for scrapping the skin off my foot with a draw... yes I don't really feel pain cos I'm like one of those sparkly people that won't be bothered if a car hits them... but an appology would have been NICE yes?.... well, whats done is done.... and by that I mean, I will not complain because I'll get grounded... just saying,.,.,

and now.... cos I wee'd myself looking at these, I thought it was only fair that you followed in my trail.... :D

you see how cute there are???????.... you just wanna go out and get 50 cups and 50 kittens to fill them :D and you think you wouldn't want them after they get all big and lame,,, but some of them turn out awesome if you feed them the right drugs :D :D :D like this kitty heeeerrree :D

 

and last but not least....

hahaha... can you imagine this in real life!!! :D... HAHAHA  ten years from now this kids gonna see this pic on the net and sue his parents, cos -no doubt, he is an American :D :D :D

so, This is ButtonGirl popping in and falling off the coat... till next time :D 

AAAAAAAAH!!!!!!! GOOD MORNING!!!! yes, I say good morning because it is in fact morning on this side of the square button hole... :D
I have gotten a long line of things to do before I fly around the world saving Damsels and knights from arranged marriages :)....
  I was thinking about the things that get US chops down... what brings the tear to our big puppy dog eyes... and then I thought of the why - on account that I was feeling emo <crickets chirping in the background> ooookay, just a bit of an exaggeration,,, I felt a bit bleak...  and thought why... but then I realised it was my fault... because even if it was something reeeeeaaaaaaaaallly HEC-TIC like my younger button hole twin by three minuites started chocking on his tongue and needed his mouth amputated in order to survive.... a likely happening... but even IF that was the case, it was my choice to feel upset... I mean, if there is nothing that can change a out come, then why should we spend energy trying to... and getting very upset about it when there is nothing we can do to change it... but that is sooooo much easier to say than to put into practice... so I sat there on the bathroom floor looking at the blade - JOKES!, na, I stood in my bedroom considering what I can do to tame the mess that is my hair.... nothing but this came to mind, I can feel upset, it IS my right... but no one reeeeeaaaaaly enjoys feeling miserable... and so I decided, I might not be able to change the things that happen, and I might be able to create HUGE mess where ever I go... and yes, it might suck extremely... but I can choose to just move on and wait for the next time I screw up... :) cos I know, the path down screwing up is ALWAYS fun and is always a huge experience... and so even though I might get to the bottom at the end I can sit back and say...WELL THE ROAD DOWN HERE WAS FREAKING AWESOME!!!! now it sucks but,,,, there is a climb up... and boy is there a cute guy on THAT trip :D...

so just another random pop inn...

THAT guy is my hero!!!!!! hahahahahahaha....:) that face :).... that hair...ooooooooh!.... makes me wanna be a better curly top :D....


so thats it for now... this is ButtonGirl popping in... and falling off this coat...peace :D

Round Button holes

Yes, we do often find, that buttons have round holes and so that is why we choose to focus on the ones with square holes...although in truth, we never actually speak about the holes of buttons at all... it is, more of a reference, a something we notice... when we see it falling off our favourite coat, and we notice the holes when indeed a needle needs to ender it it reattach it to our clothes...

But enough about the buttons. I have not come to talk on buttons... I have come to write... but in truth if buttons were the topic of my writing, I'd still - no doubt - be writing... or rather typing...

I really don't feel like doing anything... kinda like Bruno mars... I wanna stay in my bed... although I'm kinda at the computer and on Facebook,,, and this blog....so, I want to be like Bruno mars... and yet I cannot bring myself to leave the screen!!!!!!!.... why is technology so addictive, the strange part is, I don't even talk to anyone on FB I kinda just update my status, it's like a place for me to talk to myself with others observing me and not having them diagnosing me with schizophrenia...
but we all do that, we all talk to ourselves, not out loud and not as direct conversation, but we think, we create scenarios we write our thoughts down on FB and on Blogs and we want the world to see what we are thinking because we think it's important enough for people to see, and sometimes they read it and comment and other times they just watch it and say nothing... that there is you, talking to yourself.... JUST SAYING... and no one at the end of the day cares quite as much about those thoughts as we do... but we care and so it comes out and that is what counts our thoughts are heard even if it's full awesomness only reaches one person - the person who wrote the them :D...

and so I sit here, reluctant to actually lay in my bed... but still I sit and still I write/type... because even if no one reads my rambling thoughts even if I am speaking to myself... I am speaking... and I am at least... still thinking...


so this is ButtonGirl just popping in.... and now falling off this coat - Peace