Be sure to check out my Cycling Diary. I have posted two beautiful videos.
Edit: Maybe i have found something that sets me apart from the regular folk. Cycling!!!! "Get off the road you two wheeled freak!!!!"
Yeah, Awesome!!! Well now i'm proud not to be normal.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Normal
I was told to look up the word "Normal" in the dictionary. I do think i conform to the standard in the majority of life. If others have the same habits that i have then i very much fit into the norm. How boring am I. Maybe i need to find an odd habit to set myself apart from the regular folk.
nor⋅mal
/ˈnɔrməl/
–adjective
3. Psychology.
a. approximately average in any psychological trait, as intelligence, personality, or emotional adjustment.
b. free from any mental disorder; sane.
4. Biology, Medicine/Medical.
a. free from any infection or other form of disease or malformation, or from experimental therapy or manipulation.
b. of natural occurrence.
5. Mathematics.
a. being at right angles, as a line; perpendicular.
b. of the nature of or pertaining to a mathematical normal.
c. (of an orthogonal system of real functions) defined so that the integral of the square of the absolute value of any function is 1.
d. (of a topological space) having the property that corresponding to every pair of disjoint closed sets are two disjoint open sets, each containing one of the closed sets.
e. (of a subgroup) having the property that the same set of elements results when all the elements of the subgroup are operated on consistently on the left and consistently on the right by any element of the group; invariant.
6. Chemistry.
a. (of a solution) containing one equivalent weight of the constituent in question in one liter of solution.
b. pertaining to an aliphatic hydrocarbon having a straight unbranched carbon chain, each carbon atom of which is joined to no more than two other carbon atoms.
c. of or pertaining to a neutral salt in which any replaceable hydroxyl groups or hydrogen atoms have been replaced by other groups or atoms, as sodium sulfate, Na2SO4.
–noun
7. the average or mean: Production may fall below normal.
8. the standard or type.
9. Mathematics.
a. a perpendicular line or plane, esp. one perpendicular to a tangent line of a curve, or a tangent plane of a surface, at the point of contact.
b. the portion of this perpendicular line included between its point of contact with the curve and the x-axis.
nor⋅mal
/ˈnɔrməl/
–adjective
1. conforming to the standard or the common type; usual; not abnormal; regular; natural.
2. serving to establish a standard.
2. serving to establish a standard.
3. Psychology.
a. approximately average in any psychological trait, as intelligence, personality, or emotional adjustment.
b. free from any mental disorder; sane.
4. Biology, Medicine/Medical.
a. free from any infection or other form of disease or malformation, or from experimental therapy or manipulation.
b. of natural occurrence.
5. Mathematics.
a. being at right angles, as a line; perpendicular.
b. of the nature of or pertaining to a mathematical normal.
c. (of an orthogonal system of real functions) defined so that the integral of the square of the absolute value of any function is 1.
d. (of a topological space) having the property that corresponding to every pair of disjoint closed sets are two disjoint open sets, each containing one of the closed sets.
e. (of a subgroup) having the property that the same set of elements results when all the elements of the subgroup are operated on consistently on the left and consistently on the right by any element of the group; invariant.
6. Chemistry.
a. (of a solution) containing one equivalent weight of the constituent in question in one liter of solution.
b. pertaining to an aliphatic hydrocarbon having a straight unbranched carbon chain, each carbon atom of which is joined to no more than two other carbon atoms.
c. of or pertaining to a neutral salt in which any replaceable hydroxyl groups or hydrogen atoms have been replaced by other groups or atoms, as sodium sulfate, Na2SO4.
–noun
7. the average or mean: Production may fall below normal.
8. the standard or type.
9. Mathematics.
a. a perpendicular line or plane, esp. one perpendicular to a tangent line of a curve, or a tangent plane of a surface, at the point of contact.
b. the portion of this perpendicular line included between its point of contact with the curve and the x-axis.
Am i normal??
Some days I wonder how normal i really am. Do you ever get the feeling when your looking for your phone or wallet in your pocket or bag and for a few seconds you have that sense of dread where you feel empty as you don't know where or what you have done with it. I actually feel naked if I leave home without my phone. Even though no one calls me or sends me messages, I still feel this emptiness. How have I become so attached to something so small and so material. Is this normal? How many others feel the same things?
At times I wonder about if its normal not to hate anyone. There isn't anyone in my personal life or even celebrities or politicians etc that I hate. Am I too caring or am I too carefree to worry about what people think in this world. Do I not worry about the controversies and the views of others and just see my own?
At times, do you feel attracted to members of the same sex but not in the sexual way. Do you find them quite attractive in their looks or even their personality? I see some men and think yeah, he is an incredible looking guy. I wonder how many other people have the same things go through their minds.
As i write this, I'm thinking about how i came to this topic. I often catch myself thinking about something and then trying to trace my thoughts back to how i ended up at that topic. I wonder how many people actually do this.
Having said all this, I don’t need to ask these questions to feel normal. I don’t even know what normal is. I feel quite normal to myself but others may look at me and think I’m weird. Each to there own. I’ll keep doing what I do, as it makes me who I am. Do you have anything that makes you think, hmmmm am I normal? If you do, I would like to hear about them.
At times I wonder about if its normal not to hate anyone. There isn't anyone in my personal life or even celebrities or politicians etc that I hate. Am I too caring or am I too carefree to worry about what people think in this world. Do I not worry about the controversies and the views of others and just see my own?
At times, do you feel attracted to members of the same sex but not in the sexual way. Do you find them quite attractive in their looks or even their personality? I see some men and think yeah, he is an incredible looking guy. I wonder how many other people have the same things go through their minds.
As i write this, I'm thinking about how i came to this topic. I often catch myself thinking about something and then trying to trace my thoughts back to how i ended up at that topic. I wonder how many people actually do this.
Having said all this, I don’t need to ask these questions to feel normal. I don’t even know what normal is. I feel quite normal to myself but others may look at me and think I’m weird. Each to there own. I’ll keep doing what I do, as it makes me who I am. Do you have anything that makes you think, hmmmm am I normal? If you do, I would like to hear about them.
Monday, April 27, 2009
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I just adore this advertisement even after all these years.
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April
Today is the 28th of April, almost the end of the month and i realise that this year has already flown by. What happened to New Years Eve?? That was only like so yesterday. I think about what i have done so far this year and it doesnt seem much at all. Maybe my memory isn't that good. This month has been a pretty good month for me. Nothing major has gone wrong which is always a good thing. (Touch wood). This month i have rediscovered my love for design. I took up the challenge of teaching myself the basics i needed to get myself back into the education system and it has been going well. I've been reading alot and catching up on what is the new thing in Multimedia Design. PHP, XHTML are all the new things i've discovered since i last took to designing websites. I'm gradually learning the basics of these languages, as well as a lot of other things to do with Web Design. I've also gotten the taste for photography which i would like to do as a fun little hobby. I like finding something to photograph and finding the beauty within that thing. Even a peice of rubbish can have beauty if you look hard enough and show what you see. It's all in the eye of the beholder.
I'm here reading Catalogues and Kmart are selling an 8gb iPod Nano for $187 (AUD), an 8 mega Pixel Digital Camera with Smile Detection for $99, the Dark Knight 2 Disc Speical DVD for $15.99. Three Items out of the whole catalogue that interest me. The rest are Mothers day presents, like im interested in a "very sexy bustier" by Hickory. I'm sure i would look pretty sexy in it, but there might be questions on my sexuality if i started walking around in feminime sleepwear. Well maybe it wouldn't as some of you know me too well. :)
Well anyway, if your a sandwich fan, you would be happy to know that they have created in Holland, the non leaking Tomato. No more soggy sandwiches at lunch time.
Non Leaking Tomatoes I'm not the biggest fan of tomatoes by themselves, but within a sandwich, i think they are quite nice. I do wonder what this has cost over the years to produce. The program to discover this started in 1986 and i'm sure a bit of money has been spent which may have been better spent else where such as in Cancer research and AIDS.
I'm here reading Catalogues and Kmart are selling an 8gb iPod Nano for $187 (AUD), an 8 mega Pixel Digital Camera with Smile Detection for $99, the Dark Knight 2 Disc Speical DVD for $15.99. Three Items out of the whole catalogue that interest me. The rest are Mothers day presents, like im interested in a "very sexy bustier" by Hickory. I'm sure i would look pretty sexy in it, but there might be questions on my sexuality if i started walking around in feminime sleepwear. Well maybe it wouldn't as some of you know me too well. :)
Well anyway, if your a sandwich fan, you would be happy to know that they have created in Holland, the non leaking Tomato. No more soggy sandwiches at lunch time.
Non Leaking Tomatoes I'm not the biggest fan of tomatoes by themselves, but within a sandwich, i think they are quite nice. I do wonder what this has cost over the years to produce. The program to discover this started in 1986 and i'm sure a bit of money has been spent which may have been better spent else where such as in Cancer research and AIDS.
The Donkey in the Well
One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally he decided the animal was old and the well needed to be covered up anyway, so it just wasn't worth it to try to retrieve the donkey.
He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well.
At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement, he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well and was astonished at what he saw.
With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up.
Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and trotted off!
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a stepping stone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up. Shake it off, and take a step up!
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well.
At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement, he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well and was astonished at what he saw.
With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up.
Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and trotted off!
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a stepping stone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up. Shake it off, and take a step up!
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
The Meanest Mother in the World!!!
I had the meanest mother in the whole world. While other kids ate
candy for breakfast, I had to have cereal, eggs or toast. When others
had cokes and candy for lunch, I had to eat a sandwich. As you can
guess, my supper was different than the other kids' also.
But at least, I wasn't alone in my sufferings. My sister and two
brothers had the same mean mother as I did.
My mother insisted upon knowing where we were at all times. You'd
think we were on a chain gang. She had to know who our friends were and where we were going. She insisted if we said we'd be gone an hour, that we be gone one hour or less--not one hour and one minute. I am nearly ashamed to admit it, but she actually struck us. Not once, but each time we had a mind of our own and did as we pleased. That poor belt was used more on our seats than it was to hold up Daddy's pants. Can you imagine someone actually hitting a child just because he disobeyed? Now you can begin to see how mean she really was.
We had to wear clean clothes and take a bath. The other kids always
wore their clothes for days. We reached the height of insults because
she made our clothes herself, just to save money. Why, oh why, did we
have to have a mother who made us feel different from our friends?
The worst is yet to come. We had to be in bed by nine each night
and up at eight the next morning. We couldn't sleep till noon like our
friends. So while they slept-my mother actually had the nerve to break
the child-labor law. She made us work. We had to wash dishes, make
beds, learn to cook and all sorts of cruel things. I believe she laid
awake at night thinking up mean things to do to us.
She always insisted upon us telling the truth, the whole truth and
nothing but the truth, even if it killed us- and it nearly did.
By the time we were teen-agers, she was much wiser, and our life
became even more unbearable. None of this tooting the horn of a car for
us to come running. She embarrassed us to no end by making our dates
and friends come to the door to get us. If I spent the night with a
girlfriend, can you imagine she checked on me to see if I were really
there. I never had the chance to elope to Mexico. That is if I'd had a
boyfriend to elope with. I forgot to mention, while my friends were
dating at the mature age of 12 and 13, my old fashioned mother refused
to let me date until the age of 15 and 16. Fifteen, that is, if you
dated only to go to a school function. And that was maybe twice a year.
Through the years, things didn't improve a bit. We could not lie
in bed, "sick" like our friends did, and miss school. If our friends
had a toe ache, a hang nail or serious ailment, they could stay home
from school. Our marks in school had to be up to par. Our friends'
report cards had beautiful colors on them, black for passing, red for
failing. My mother being as different as she was, would settle for
nothing less than ugly black marks.
As the years rolled by, first one and then the other of us was put
to shame. We were graduated from high school. With our mother behind
us, talking, hitting and demanding respect, none of us was allowed the
pleasure of being a drop-out.
My mother was a complete failure as a mother. Out of four
children, a couple of us attained some higher education. None of us
have ever been arrested, divorced or beaten his mate. Each of my
brothers served his time in the service of this country. And whom do we
have to blame for the terrible way we turned out? You're right, our
mean mother. Look at the things we missed. We never got to march in a
protest parade, nor to take part in a riot, burn draft cards, and a
million and one other things that our friends did.
She forced us to grow up into God-fearing, educated, honest adults.
Using this as a background, I am trying to raise my three
children. I stand a little taller and I am filled with pride when my
children call me mean.
Because, you see, I thank God, He gave me the meanest mother in
the whole world.
candy for breakfast, I had to have cereal, eggs or toast. When others
had cokes and candy for lunch, I had to eat a sandwich. As you can
guess, my supper was different than the other kids' also.
But at least, I wasn't alone in my sufferings. My sister and two
brothers had the same mean mother as I did.
My mother insisted upon knowing where we were at all times. You'd
think we were on a chain gang. She had to know who our friends were and where we were going. She insisted if we said we'd be gone an hour, that we be gone one hour or less--not one hour and one minute. I am nearly ashamed to admit it, but she actually struck us. Not once, but each time we had a mind of our own and did as we pleased. That poor belt was used more on our seats than it was to hold up Daddy's pants. Can you imagine someone actually hitting a child just because he disobeyed? Now you can begin to see how mean she really was.
We had to wear clean clothes and take a bath. The other kids always
wore their clothes for days. We reached the height of insults because
she made our clothes herself, just to save money. Why, oh why, did we
have to have a mother who made us feel different from our friends?
The worst is yet to come. We had to be in bed by nine each night
and up at eight the next morning. We couldn't sleep till noon like our
friends. So while they slept-my mother actually had the nerve to break
the child-labor law. She made us work. We had to wash dishes, make
beds, learn to cook and all sorts of cruel things. I believe she laid
awake at night thinking up mean things to do to us.
She always insisted upon us telling the truth, the whole truth and
nothing but the truth, even if it killed us- and it nearly did.
By the time we were teen-agers, she was much wiser, and our life
became even more unbearable. None of this tooting the horn of a car for
us to come running. She embarrassed us to no end by making our dates
and friends come to the door to get us. If I spent the night with a
girlfriend, can you imagine she checked on me to see if I were really
there. I never had the chance to elope to Mexico. That is if I'd had a
boyfriend to elope with. I forgot to mention, while my friends were
dating at the mature age of 12 and 13, my old fashioned mother refused
to let me date until the age of 15 and 16. Fifteen, that is, if you
dated only to go to a school function. And that was maybe twice a year.
Through the years, things didn't improve a bit. We could not lie
in bed, "sick" like our friends did, and miss school. If our friends
had a toe ache, a hang nail or serious ailment, they could stay home
from school. Our marks in school had to be up to par. Our friends'
report cards had beautiful colors on them, black for passing, red for
failing. My mother being as different as she was, would settle for
nothing less than ugly black marks.
As the years rolled by, first one and then the other of us was put
to shame. We were graduated from high school. With our mother behind
us, talking, hitting and demanding respect, none of us was allowed the
pleasure of being a drop-out.
My mother was a complete failure as a mother. Out of four
children, a couple of us attained some higher education. None of us
have ever been arrested, divorced or beaten his mate. Each of my
brothers served his time in the service of this country. And whom do we
have to blame for the terrible way we turned out? You're right, our
mean mother. Look at the things we missed. We never got to march in a
protest parade, nor to take part in a riot, burn draft cards, and a
million and one other things that our friends did.
She forced us to grow up into God-fearing, educated, honest adults.
Using this as a background, I am trying to raise my three
children. I stand a little taller and I am filled with pride when my
children call me mean.
Because, you see, I thank God, He gave me the meanest mother in
the whole world.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Movie Review : To Catch A Thief. (1955)
Just for a bit of fun, i decided to write my first movie review ever. Now i can check it off my list of things to do before i die lol. For it, i chose one of my favorite movies.
To Catch a Thief is a romantic thriller directed by Alfred Hitchcock and starring Cary Grant and Grace Kelly. The Film is set on the French Riviera. The movie is about a retired jewel thief John Robie (the Cat) played by Grant who is suspected of returning to his old habits. Robie goes in search of the copy cat burgler to prove his innocence.
Light and entertaining, Hitchcock takes you on a thrilling romantic adventure with John Robie being chased around the Riviera, Robie on the chase of the Copy Cat Burgler and then also the Loving romance between Grant and Kelly. Interspersed throughout the film are touches of humor that just add to the film. The suspense in this film isn’t as strong as some of Hitchcock’s other films such as Rear Window but still creates enough suspense to keep you interested all the way through the film.
Rating : 8.5/10
Random Questions
Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?
Yes, 2 ft away is a bar of soap. ;-)
When is the last time you went to the mall?
Yesterday to get a patch repair kit for my bike
Are you wearing socks right now?
Yes because its cold.
Do you have a car worth over $2,000?
Well yeah, if i sold it for more then $2000 lol
When was the last time you drove out of town?
Its been a fair while
Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?
Nope
What is your favorite animal?
Eagle
Worst injury you've ever had?
Broken Thumb
Do you miss anyone right now?
Yes i do
What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
Lol. Like i would tell anyone that secret. Then they will know and the lure won't be so attractive
Who is the last person you sent a MySpace message or comment?
A girl named Bridget. I don't use Myspace though. Facebook is better.
Do you have a tan?
You can see where my sunglasses sit...
Yes, 2 ft away is a bar of soap. ;-)
When is the last time you went to the mall?
Yesterday to get a patch repair kit for my bike
Are you wearing socks right now?
Yes because its cold.
Do you have a car worth over $2,000?
Well yeah, if i sold it for more then $2000 lol
When was the last time you drove out of town?
Its been a fair while
Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?
Nope
What is your favorite animal?
Eagle
Worst injury you've ever had?
Broken Thumb
Do you miss anyone right now?
Yes i do
What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
Lol. Like i would tell anyone that secret. Then they will know and the lure won't be so attractive
Who is the last person you sent a MySpace message or comment?
A girl named Bridget. I don't use Myspace though. Facebook is better.
Do you have a tan?
You can see where my sunglasses sit...
Saturday, April 25, 2009
...and I'm Running.
Friends: When you run, do you move your head from side to side?
Aaron: No.
Friends: "Yeah i do." "Yeah Me too." "I think i do."
Now I'm running and I'm running fast. I was always a fast runner. At my fastest, i could run 100 metres in 12.11 seconds.
I'm running, swaying my head from side to side and i'm enjoying it. I'm running across the yard as the bell for recess had just rang and it's time for me to go back to class. Why haven't i ever done this before??? It's freeing. My head swinging from left to right. Then Smack.
I ran straight into the monkeys bars. Banging my head on the upright. I fell back on my ass. I didn't break anything but it did hurt. I never ran like that again. At the time, I was probably around the age of 9 at the time.
Aaron: No.
Friends: "Yeah i do." "Yeah Me too." "I think i do."
Now I'm running and I'm running fast. I was always a fast runner. At my fastest, i could run 100 metres in 12.11 seconds.
I'm running, swaying my head from side to side and i'm enjoying it. I'm running across the yard as the bell for recess had just rang and it's time for me to go back to class. Why haven't i ever done this before??? It's freeing. My head swinging from left to right. Then Smack.
I ran straight into the monkeys bars. Banging my head on the upright. I fell back on my ass. I didn't break anything but it did hurt. I never ran like that again. At the time, I was probably around the age of 9 at the time.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Day of Rememberance
(The View Out My Window)
I write this as i am sitting here riding my bike, looking out my window. I'm on my bike because I've had the idea to get back to exercising and getting back up to my fittest again.
So here i am pumping my legs as I'm looking at the trees blowing in the breeze, the wet shiny roads. Being Autumn, i see the yellow of the tree leaves. I see the green grass that needs to be mowed after being dead for the last few months, i can't remember the last time i saw grass in our front lawn. It's amazing what a little bit of winter dew and one day of rain will do.
Even though winter looms, i still get excited about this time of year. All the colours of the trees, the green grass, the possibility of rain, the possibility to finally one day replenish our lakes and water storage.
Today, i'm thankful that i even get to write this, as i'm free to sit here and ride my bike. If i had been born 115 years ago, who knows, i may have been one of thos that lost there lives on the beaches of Gallipoli on April 25, 1915.
What i use facebook for...
Over the last year, i have become a big fan of Facebook. I get on it a fair amount, although not as much as i use to. When i first started out, it was just something i logged into to check my friends out, see how they were and to keep in contact. I didn't use it for much else. Then in June 2008, i found the game called Yoville. It was fun and addictive. I spent hours on that game and that is when i became a facebook geek. If you dont know what Yoville is, its an animated chat program. I would and could sit and talk for hours with people all around the world. I still have some fairly good friends from that game and still chat to them.
After the fun and addictiveness of Yoville died down, which actually took a fair while, i started playing other games such as Mobwars, Gang wars, Farm Town, Metropolis. So as you can see, the majority of my facebook time has been spent playing Games. I find the interactivity with other people from around the world appealing.
Now the majority of my facebook time is spent catching up with the people i have met over the last year and still having a good laugh, sharing jokes and pretty much enjoying the lighter side of life. Well also, i do spend a bit of time filling out quizzes which helps people get to know me a bit more. Its always interesting to read other peoples results too as i learn more about them as well.
Well anyway, if you're reading this, you most likely are one of the people who i cherish and adore and im so glad i can be your friend. Thanks
After the fun and addictiveness of Yoville died down, which actually took a fair while, i started playing other games such as Mobwars, Gang wars, Farm Town, Metropolis. So as you can see, the majority of my facebook time has been spent playing Games. I find the interactivity with other people from around the world appealing.
Now the majority of my facebook time is spent catching up with the people i have met over the last year and still having a good laugh, sharing jokes and pretty much enjoying the lighter side of life. Well also, i do spend a bit of time filling out quizzes which helps people get to know me a bit more. Its always interesting to read other peoples results too as i learn more about them as well.
Well anyway, if you're reading this, you most likely are one of the people who i cherish and adore and im so glad i can be your friend. Thanks
Random questions from Blogger
You forgot your mom's birthday! What can you make out of super glue and olive pits?
I would create something simple like gluing the olive pits into a shape of a heart, to show her i love her.
I would create something simple like gluing the olive pits into a shape of a heart, to show her i love her.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
All i want to do is Strut....
Some days you wake up and theres a rubber band wrapped tight around your head not letting you be free or be happy. If you're like me, i hate those days. As i sit here and write this, i think about my day and how it was so different from yesterday. Theres a relief inside me after finding out i got a good opportunity at work. I woke with a happiness i hadn't felt in a while. It felt like something was actually falling into place for me and that i might be able to finally break the shackles and do something with my life.
And all i want to do is strut. Everyone likes to strut when they're happy. Its a great feeling. You know that feeling when the arms are swinging about, the legs are floating across the ground and your head is bobbing around. If you're thinking about it right now, your very own strut, i hope its put a smile on your face. :-) Take the time to do a strut today and feel a little happier. Or at least smile. haha. Just for a little bit of interactivity, i found this youtube video on a cool little strut.
And all i want to do is strut. Everyone likes to strut when they're happy. Its a great feeling. You know that feeling when the arms are swinging about, the legs are floating across the ground and your head is bobbing around. If you're thinking about it right now, your very own strut, i hope its put a smile on your face. :-) Take the time to do a strut today and feel a little happier. Or at least smile. haha. Just for a little bit of interactivity, i found this youtube video on a cool little strut.
From Ninjawords - a really fast dictionary
strut
(n) : a support rod
(v) : to walk proudly or haughtily
"he strutted about the yard, thinking himself master of all he surveyed."
Monday, April 20, 2009
Somewhere Beyond the Sea, theres a girl waiting for ME
All my life, i have dreamed of far away places, places that i would one day visit. I dreamt of meeting the perfect girl and she would be in a strange far away place to me. People that know me, know that i'm a fan of the old classics. Listening to Bobby Darin's Somewhere Beyond the Sea, i always remember the dreams i have of meeting that Girl. As of this very moment right now, in Windows Media Player, i have played the song 66 times since i last reformatted my computer, useless peice of trivia lol. So if theres a girl out there waiting for me, my heart will take me there soon.
Lyrics | Bobby Darin - Beyond the Sea lyrics
Lyrics | Bobby Darin - Beyond the Sea lyrics
Hey and Welcome to my Splat Page
Welcome to the weird and Wacky world of Aaron. This is going to be the random thoughts i have, kind of like the personal diary of yours truly. You may get a few insights into who i am or you may be completely bored and stop reading. Either way, i have touched you in some way already. If you keep reading, i thank you for your loving friendship and hope that there are many more years of friendship to come. Heres to us!!! Cheers.
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