Stark raving...

I burst through the door, my face without makeup and for all to see, the plainness, the hurt, the joy that is me, all that I am. I blend into the crowd and am no one special to anyone who can't see past the layers. I ride on the waves of elation and pride. My voice rings out through the day, and my song cuts through the night. My hair is golden warmth spun into dazzling ropes to pull you back from despair. Find your way home, find your way there.

You can embrace the safety of the dark, but don't shun the light. We heal in numbers rather than in solitude.

Lets be random

I'm writing this while sitting next to my daughter.
She's obsessed with Barbie!!! She's watching Barbie Mermadia and I'm on to my 5th cup of coffee. And probably my last. I guess you can say I'm obsessed with coffee. Aaah well, we all have our vices, some hit the crack pipe and others hit the java. What can you do?

So I'm having Barbie induced thoughts about fairy tales,happily ever after and the like. I watch a lot of movies that make me yearn to find that sort of happiness in my life.

I want to be the Princess Bride dammit!

I want to be cherished, loved beyond words and lusted after like a perky breasted,sultry sex goddess...Is that too much to ask???

Don't answer that.

I can't say that I regret much. My only regret is not having the foresight to see what the future holds. I wouldn't want to see too far ahead but I would like to possess the ability to read people better and be a better judge of character.
There are so many assholes in this world.

I try very hard to view the cup as half full rather than half empty, my cup is not overflowing but who's is?
First impressions are lasting ones and I'll admit, I want people to like me. I don't like awkwardness or uncomfortable situations. I'm very easy to get along with. I can't understand why people thrive on drama and causing others misery. I see it everywhere.
I was a drama queen when I was a kid. Key word there people, it's time to grow up.


As you may or may not know, I drive a school bus. I still question my sanity as to why on earth I chose to do this, not to mention the job itself tests my sanity daily. My feeling towards children are rather indifferent.
I'm not really a big fan.
I adore my own, passionately. But the kids I drive are nuts!! I swear they were bred in the deepest, most darkest forbidden places. Some people should just not breed.

Anyway that's my rant...I'm outta here;o)