
Showing posts with label Sunday Scribblings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sunday Scribblings. Show all posts
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Sunday Scribblings: Family
With my family it seems everything of mine is up for grabs. I end up hoarding my things in my room then get accused of being a packrat with too much stuff. But, one day all my shampoo is gone. Another day my books have been taken and thrown away. Today the paper I left in my scanner is gone, along with the drawings I had on that paper.It's annoying. I don't understand why they can't have some respect for my things and the things I like to do. Sure we don't all value the same things... that doesn't mean they have no value. So this morning I am just trying not to be really aggravated while I look for my missing drawings. Though I wonder how someone could just think it was ok to walk off with something like that. No doubt it was used for writing down something important to them. Yet, there is other paper which doesn't have anything on it which they could have chosen instead. Likely they just picked what was easily grabbed than look for anything else.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Sunday Scribblings: "I just don't get it..."
For Sunday Scribblings. There are so many things I just don't get.
I don't get why receive is spelled with the e before the i.
I don't get why I get a headache before I even start to feel hungry.
I don't get why we haven't had a letter from any of those people on other planets yet?
I don't get why my bottom lip seems to have a dip in the middle and I always have drips of coffee down the side of my mug. Even if I try to stick my lip right to the side of the mug.
I don't get why some really bad writing is published as if it were good.
I really don't get why we still have so much fuss and talk about the US entertainment, writers and actors instead of our own. As if our own is somehow not worth making a fuss about.
I don't get how art that looks like someone dropped their paintbrush can sell for loads of money.
I don't get every country still needs their own form of currency.
I don't get why we need to take math for so many years in school. Except for the odd occasion, the only time I come across anything mathematical any more is when I'm watching a game show.
I don't get why onions make me feel so sick.
There is more I don't get but that's enough for tonight.
I don't get why receive is spelled with the e before the i.
I don't get why I get a headache before I even start to feel hungry.
I don't get why we haven't had a letter from any of those people on other planets yet?
I don't get why my bottom lip seems to have a dip in the middle and I always have drips of coffee down the side of my mug. Even if I try to stick my lip right to the side of the mug.
I don't get why some really bad writing is published as if it were good.
I really don't get why we still have so much fuss and talk about the US entertainment, writers and actors instead of our own. As if our own is somehow not worth making a fuss about.
I don't get how art that looks like someone dropped their paintbrush can sell for loads of money.
I don't get every country still needs their own form of currency.
I don't get why we need to take math for so many years in school. Except for the odd occasion, the only time I come across anything mathematical any more is when I'm watching a game show.
I don't get why onions make me feel so sick.
There is more I don't get but that's enough for tonight.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
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