Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Degrassi Moments I Love

In five second Craig gets the girl and then totally ruins it.


When Manny started dressing like a slut. Poor JT hit his head
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Best Face EVER


I cry everytime I watch this. I don't know why they had to do this.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Oddly Attractive

Being attractive to someone is an odd thing. It can be caused by many things other than what they look like. And everyone has different things they look for in a person. Some like blue eyes, others like green. Some like a person that can make them laugh, others like a person that can sing a song in perfect key. For most its a combanation of many things. I like a boy who is funny and smart and isn't afraid to think for himself. But some of the people I find attractive are a bit different than the average ideal good looking man.

1) Giovanni Ribisi
What a cutie. He normally plays the goofy type but earlier today I watched a movie called "The Perfect Stranger"...Wow...he was messed up.
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2) Adam Levine
AKA the lead singer of Maroon 5. I'm not really sure why I think he's cute...I'll get back to you...
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3) Zachary Quinto
Sylar. What more can I say?
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4) Seth Rogan
I have a thing for chubby guys I think.
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5) James Franco
Mmm, Spiderman's best friend/enemy. So beautiful. He reminds me of James Dean. But, I don't think I'm the only one who loves him.
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And lastly, but most important:

6) Trevor Moore
Not alot of people know who he is, but my god, he's so wonderful! His hair is perfect. No words can explain.
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Friday, April 11, 2008

Awake

As darkness falls I lie in my bed silently waiting for the sweet gift of sleep. I toss and I turn, unable to find a position in which I can feel at ease. My mind races with thoughts of what I’ve done and what I should be doing in my poor excuse for a life. The constant flickering of the light outside my window reflects the shadows of my many books of which I so desperately cling. I close my eye, begging for sleep, but it’s hard for me to not check the time for every minute that passes to see how long I’ve been awake. Awake…a word that seems so harmless to most, but to me its one of many things I fear. To be awake is to see how worthless I am. To be awake I have to face my life and my flaws. In my sleep I can dream of being better. I can live the life I can be proud in. I don’t have to feel alone and lost in this world which moves so fast that my eyes begin to water with the spinning vortex that is my life. Down the drain flow my hopes and dreams. I would try to catch them, but what’s the point. It feels as if my hands are tied and bound to a heavy weight. I’m being pushed into the blackest ocean which represents the depression that surrounds my body. It’s hard to breath with my lungs full of water. To dream is to escape. To dream is to hide from it all. To dream is to be happy. Please let me dream and cease to be awake.