I want to write a story that’s written like a history book from 400 years in the future about 2020. It would also have events later that haven’t happened yet that happen in 2020 or 2021 that get more and more preposterous sounding.
I’m taking college classes at Collin College before I go to actual college next year. So it’s college before college. School before school. I’m in preschool. Thinking about it as preschool makes everything a lot easier.
The real lyrics of the part I misheard in Holiday
Hear the dogs howlin' out of key
To a hymn called faith and misery (hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today
I think it’s more fun to be angry about cookies
Whenever I listen to Holiday, by Green Day, I always hear the lyrics All the dogs are out of cake, to a hymn called faith and misery, to plead the company that lost their Lorna Doone
I like it because of that. Today, I found out the real lyrics
I’ll show them in another tweet
Sometimes it seems like people are so busy using ideas from someone else that they forget to think for themselves. We should try thinking for ourselves more often, especially in these weird times.
Here’s a collection of beautiful words
Incandescent-warm, ardent light or passion
Effervescent-bubbly
Whelve-to bury deep, to hide
Tacenda-things better left unsaid matters passed over silence
Kalon-beauty that’s more than skin deep
Serendipity-finding good without looking for it
I don’t really know what Twitter is for, but I just want to post a lot of random stuff on it. So who else (if anyone’s reading) put their hermit crabs in their dollhouse and let them have “adventures”? I used to have hermit crabs and it was so much fun.
Yesterday there was a crazy thunderstorm in Collin County with hail and my family and I ate dinner next to the bathroom. It reminded me of the time in 2010 when the last day of winter was super hot and then it snowed on the first day of spring. Does anyone else remember that?