Lyrics, Karate, Life, and Not My Favorite Kind of Powerade

"I like nonsense - it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope... and that enables you to laugh at all of life's realities."
- Dr Seuss


"Have you noticed that whatever sport you're trying to learn, some earnest person is always telling you to keep your knees bent?"
-Dave Barry


Yes I have actually... Noticed about the knee thing I mean. Whatever. I'm confusing myself already. I have a new ALMOST favorite song. Why almost, Becca? Well, because I haven't known it long enough for it to be a favorite. It has to earn my favoritism by pleasing me every time I listen to it. AH PAUSE. I just found a hilarious quote OKAY:
"If you were to open up a baby's head - and I am not for a moment suggesting that you should - you would find nothing but an enormous drool gland. " -Dave Barry. He's funny. Okay, uh play. I'm going to post the lyrics to my ALMOST favorite song, Kids by MGMT

You were a child
Crawling on your knees toward it
Making momma so proud,
But your voice is too loud

We like to watch you laughing,
You pick the insects off plants
No time to think of consequences

[Chorus:]
Control yourself
Take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted
To be haunted

[Repeat chorus]

The water is warm
But it’s sending me shivers
A baby is born
Crying out for attention

The memories fade
Like looking through a fogged mirror
Decision to decisions are made
And not bought,
But I thought this wouldn’t hurt a lot.
I guess not

[Chorus x2]

It's about growing up...
Yes I copy and pasted that. I'm lazy. Deal with it. I'm also annoyed. Why? I have no idea. I just am. I know that just made a ton of sense and I bet you feel stupid for reading that. Baha...Why did I laugh? I have no idea. Don't you feel stupid.
But not as stupid as me...
Wanna know why?
No?
Then leave. Now. Kidding.

Okay so on Thursday I tested for my gold belt in Karate, and I did a really embarrassing thing. No I did not wet my pants. I sprained my wrist, hitting the board. Oh, I broke the board alright. The problem was I was focusing too much on power and forget what part of my hand to hit the board with and, no one noticed, but my pinky knuckle collided with board thus progressing a purple bruise, a visit to the doctors, a brace, and a pretty good amount of pain. Of course this isn't as interesting as Austin's.
He breaks his wrist skating. The bone goes back together but there is still hairline break. He gets an xray. It feels better. It's no longer broken. It still hurts...blah blah blah. ALL IN ONE (or maybe two) DAY(s). That's pretty darn crazy and confusing. Not as embarrassing as my delightful story but yeah.

On a less random note: Life is hard right now. I can't really say much on here, and I don't want to, but I want to say something. This is sort of a way to sort out my thoughts. I lost some friends a while ago. Except at the time, I didn't really think I lost them. I just sort of thought we were having a fight or something, and one thing led to another. I've realized now that they don't exactly want to be my friend anymore but it's still hard. They were a part of me and it's difficult trying to let people get to know me but exclude that part. Or try to forget half of what kept me smiling for a year. I'll look around and everything I see reminds me of the mistakes I made with them, and what I could have done differently. Maybe if I did do some things differently I would still have them, but I have no contorl over that. Somehow this is God's plan. I don't know how or why, but it is. He knows what I need more than I do. I guess you can't expect everyone to stick around for forever. Everyone has a life, with busy schedules, friends, and priorities. I can't expect someone to fully understand how I feel, what I want, and what I'm thinking all the time. I can't expect them never to let me down or to always be there whenever I need them. That's unrealistic. Now, after I've gotten past all the shock of "What the heck just happened?" I'm still finding things that sting memories of them. I'm finding gifts they've given me that I'm too scared to get rid off in case it really is just a fight. Thoughts, songs, pictures, inside jokes. I don't want to be scared to trust anyone though. I don't want to go through life hesitant of letting someone see the real me because I'm too scared they will run away or leave me for the time they're too scared to waste. I don't want to think I'm a waste of time. ANYWAYS. I don't know how this is supposed to make sense to you. I guess, just know that everyone hurts. You aren't the only one who's suffering, nor is the person to your right or left. It's scary how different we try to make ourselves be from one another when we are really so similar. We all want to be the one who's hurting or the one who's not hurting. The one who's life sucks or the one who has everything together. Everyone's life is no piece of cake. Life in general is no piece of cake.

That helped. Thank you for letting me waste your time. :)

My favorite kind of Powerade is Grape...not "red"

Hugs on the other hand...