Dear blank, please blank.

Jeg har fått dilla på en internettside, www.dearblankpleaseblank.com! Den er egentlig ganske morsom, men noe av det jeg ikke skjønner fordi jeg ikke er amerikaner tror jeg. Men skal iallefall skrive (noe) av det som blir skrevet på siden deres her. Enjoy!

Dear parent at my bookstore,
Please tell me you weren't serious when you refused your child a book because she had already seen the movie.
Sincerely, you're an idiot.

Dear War on Terror,
Please end. I'd like to come home soon.
Sincerely, a solider who misses his family.

Dear people who offer me Edward Cullen in exchange for awsome dead people,
No way I'm taking that sh*t up here. Why do you think he's immortal?
Sincerely, God.

Dear Pocket Gnome,
Please stop tangling my earphones.
Sincerely, Anonymous.

Dear Toaster,
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn?
Sincerely, Toast.¨

Dear Seatbelt,
I was just leaning over. We are not about to have a car accident.
Sincerely, You're strangling me.

Dear Americans,
Ching-chong is not a word.
Sincerely, Chinese.

Dear Mother,
Cum is not the proper text message abbreviation for "come".
Sincerely, Your Teenage Daughter.

Dear Google,
They are only using you to get to me!
Sincerely, Wikipedia.

Dear Spider,
Please come out from behind the couch. I just want to have a nice, friendly chat.
Sincerely, Shoe.

Dear World.
Religion is like a penis. It's fine to have one and it's fine to be proud of it, but please don't whip it out in public and start waving it around... And PLEASE don't try to shove it down my child's throat.
Sincerely, tired of hearing your religious guff.

20. september 2010

When faced with two choises, simply toss a coin. It works not because it settles the question for you, but because in that breif moment the coin is in the air you suddenly know what you're hoping for.

15. september 2010

When I was just a little baby boy,
my momma used to tell me these crazy things.
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man,
she used to tell me he hated me.
But then I got a little bit older
and I realized, she was the crazy one.
But there was nothing I could do or say to change it.
'Cause that's just the way she was.

12. september 2010

I'll do anything to keep you
Right here with me
Can't you see how much I need you?

Timeplan uke 36

Begrunnelsen på null blogging kommer her:
Mandag: Skole, jobbe.
Tirsdag: Skole, jobbe.
Onsdag: Skole, lekser, teater.
Torsdag: Skole, trening.
Fredag: Skole, jobbe.
Lørdag: Jobbe.
Søndag: Jobbe/kamper. What to do?

05. september 2010

Jeg lurer på hvor mye dritt en person må gjennomgå før en bikker helt over. Jeg lurer også på hvorfor noen mennesker seiler gjennom livet og kun opplever små hindringer, mens andre må kjempe seg gjennom den ene nedturen etter den andre. Hvem eller hva er det som avgjør dette? Er det Gud, Karma, Stjernene eller Skjebnen? Eller avgjøres alt av de aller minste valg tatt av en selv og alle andre rundt en?

04. september 2010

Du har klart å bruke alt det negative som et slags våpen, da. På den måten så kan du jo gjøre deg selv uovervinnelig.

01. september 2010

Verden er som et stort fiskebasseng. Biter du ikke på kroken som strekkes ned til deg, blir du bare svømmende rundt i Ingenmannsland sammen med de andre bortkomne fiskene. Men biter du på kroken forsvinner du inn i det normende menneskestyrte systemet som styrer hele verden. Vi er alle fisker. Men hvilken fisk er du? Laks? Torsk? Sild?

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