So today my canadian cousin came and she decided to play a game with my sister & I. A game in which each of us would write two sentences or so but we couldn't know what the other person wrote. The topic is the title of this blog.
Erica my canadian cousin started it by...
Erica: What is this thing called the hype, is it what everyone wants to do, wants to wear what to say... I do not know
(Gabriela:) if the next trend will be people having gum in their hair cause apparently if others start doing it then
(Donna:) people start following the next rend that comes along its pretty lame do you feel
(Erica:) happy, feel sad I do not know. But I still am wondering why people get caught up in the hype or popularity
(Gabriela:) of being a carbon copy of all masses what has this brainwashed society come to now a days
(Donna:) people keep saying believe the hype um yeah no whats the point it changes everything and next thing you know the next trend won't go for you so don't look like a fool
(Erica:) I call you for follwing everyone and not being your own person, but sometimes it is hard
(Gabriela:) to believe originality has faded out like worn out jeans of last season. This whole idea of tyring to belong
(Donna:) in a place, to fit in. Isn't originality better than being in the same room and looking the same,
(Erica:) name game it is all one big thing, but I still question and wonder what is up?
(Gabriela:) With everyone copying each other and caliming individuality and uniqueness when in fact your being common.
(Donna:) Just act like yoruself and if people don't like the real you it sucks for them.
(Erica:) But ladies, gentlemen, everyone of all ages, we can go on about the hype, how it is seen, and how it is named
(Gabriela:) "The Hype." A slang term that defines out argument of society settling into a norm of sameness it's
(Donna:) not always about what people think of you, you can be on your own. Your born alone so you die alone
(Erica:) it is scary to think , dying for this thing Hype.
It flows a bit for not knowing what each other said :]
Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Two Strangers.
He doesn't know her, but nonetheless he wants her
An urge to be with her, confused on where they stand
Are they friends or more?
Their living moments of conflicting emotions
That surface along with their obscure attraction between each other
It lures them like magnets since their polar opposites in every way
Yet they stand by each other
She's putting herself on the line once again
Waiting for something in him, not sure what it is but its there that spark she's been looking for
He doesn't know much about her, she shields her past from him for her reasons
And he doesn't care enough to find out that part of her
While she's discovering all the little things that make him, him
The details that many over look like how he smiles, his gestures, his laugh
Oh how they make such a lovely pair
But there's a distance growing between them
A space that fills their insides with troubles,
doubts, accusations, jealousy, silence, and maturity
All these factors helped put a wedge where they used together
She tried to prevent it by accepting his imperfections
Since it was his imperfections that made everything seem okay
A caring individual she is, however his cold shoulder is unbearable
He cares more than she'll ever know, but he only cares in shadows where she can't see
And its causing her mind && heart to be at constant battle
But it settles down whenever she see's him
She looks as if there is no harm, no wounds, no pain
She is happy with him at least for the few moments they had were enough for her
She settled for small moments of pleasure and ecasty
While he thrives for more emotional ties that he wasn't willing to build but wanted it as much or more than she
But he is not aware of this cause his carefree way of life
Doesn't involve her point of view
To judgmental and harsh towards her without letting her defend herself
And she took every hit his words left across her
She took it, as she took him in her arms the day before
She takes everythign of him
And the most curious thing occured
The tables turned and it was she who was chasing
Never has this happened before
To be teased by the one with the soft skin
How pleasurable and irritating his tactics of pure seduction are
Pushing her to the brinks of what she thought she didn't have
The movement of his body against her's is pure art
As his ripe lips press against hers
The method their tongues mingle and tell a story
His teeth sucking on her fragile lips
His body weight over hers, crushing her into ectasy
CHests beating to rapidly
Bodies swaying back and forth like a pendulum
Body parts connecting them
Viscious bitting and hair pulling
Hands caressing and exploring
Like two children
They were discovering eachother within eachother
And in this moment
All doubts, accusations, mistrust vanish
As their heartraces climb
As their breath become heavier
As they become one with their bodies
They truly forget who they are and realize who they want to be for each other
But sadly this is the only way two strangers can love each other...
- Palaguachi
An urge to be with her, confused on where they stand
Are they friends or more?
Their living moments of conflicting emotions
That surface along with their obscure attraction between each other
It lures them like magnets since their polar opposites in every way
Yet they stand by each other
She's putting herself on the line once again
Waiting for something in him, not sure what it is but its there that spark she's been looking for
He doesn't know much about her, she shields her past from him for her reasons
And he doesn't care enough to find out that part of her
While she's discovering all the little things that make him, him
The details that many over look like how he smiles, his gestures, his laugh
Oh how they make such a lovely pair
But there's a distance growing between them
A space that fills their insides with troubles,
doubts, accusations, jealousy, silence, and maturity
All these factors helped put a wedge where they used together
She tried to prevent it by accepting his imperfections
Since it was his imperfections that made everything seem okay
A caring individual she is, however his cold shoulder is unbearable
He cares more than she'll ever know, but he only cares in shadows where she can't see
And its causing her mind && heart to be at constant battle
But it settles down whenever she see's him
She looks as if there is no harm, no wounds, no pain
She is happy with him at least for the few moments they had were enough for her
She settled for small moments of pleasure and ecasty
While he thrives for more emotional ties that he wasn't willing to build but wanted it as much or more than she
But he is not aware of this cause his carefree way of life
Doesn't involve her point of view
To judgmental and harsh towards her without letting her defend herself
And she took every hit his words left across her
She took it, as she took him in her arms the day before
She takes everythign of him
And the most curious thing occured
The tables turned and it was she who was chasing
Never has this happened before
To be teased by the one with the soft skin
How pleasurable and irritating his tactics of pure seduction are
Pushing her to the brinks of what she thought she didn't have
The movement of his body against her's is pure art
As his ripe lips press against hers
The method their tongues mingle and tell a story
His teeth sucking on her fragile lips
His body weight over hers, crushing her into ectasy
CHests beating to rapidly
Bodies swaying back and forth like a pendulum
Body parts connecting them
Viscious bitting and hair pulling
Hands caressing and exploring
Like two children
They were discovering eachother within eachother
And in this moment
All doubts, accusations, mistrust vanish
As their heartraces climb
As their breath become heavier
As they become one with their bodies
They truly forget who they are and realize who they want to be for each other
But sadly this is the only way two strangers can love each other...
- Palaguachi
P.S. This is something old, if you think it's directed to you it's probably not lols
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Fall.
Today an old friend asked me how the weather and I described a sunny, cloudless, brezzy, chill day and he responded that it sounds like fall is coming, and in that moment it reminded me of my favorite season.
Reminds me of the changing scenery of landscape.
To observe the trees take on a new color of leaves.
To see summer fade into a sleep
Where Autumn steps in and paints the world with more seductive colors
Deep reds and oranges,
I think of this season as the season of sin...
The ending of a great things to the beginning of a new things.
Fall embodies a time when I change myself,
when I can reflect like the trees do with their changing leaves.
The high winds that blow my hair take me into the direction I should be going.
I get to be intune with nature itself at this time.
Dizzy inspired these thoughts.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Heat Wave.
The sun has exceeded on betowing us with this unbearable heat
Bodies experiencing the same warmth
Minds becoming delusional due to over exposure of sun rays
Emotions are bubbling as if in a pot except the city is our pot
And its cooking us alive and we don't resist
We breathe in air that has a sting of passion in, it lingers from the heat
Which unleashed outbrust of desires
Appetites' that can't be satifised
Thirsts' that needs to be quenched
Or is it our animal instincts finally taking over
We're acting savage, and our actions say so much more than our idle words could ever
The true color of humans emerges and along with it
Our carnaval desires that have been well kept
As a result of societys fear of mob mentality
And now the heat has stirred them out
To play on this lovely summer day
- Palaguachi
This is the shortest of my writings for now. I wrote it when the summer heat was killing me -__-
Handsome Cardboard Box Guy ;]
So this guy I met oh not so long ago and that I spent countless hours talking to through an electronic device had the most ingenius way of capturing my attention.
The day we met with his little cardboard box and being "fat" in his case. Don't worry your ass is firm the way I like my men ;]
A guy who made me sing in a public area in which I'm the first girl this summer for him to be with during the sunset. You better give me credit my dear asshole <3 Scratch that out cause you did that with me, one of many I hope :]
I could keep on rambling on about the coolest cat i know in town, but then again you might have some stalker notes of your own so I'll pass on the details of my dear fellow <678
The day we met with his little cardboard box and being "fat" in his case. Don't worry your ass is firm the way I like my men ;]
A guy who made me sing in a public area in which I'm the first girl this summer for him to be with during the sunset. You better give me credit my dear asshole <3 Scratch that out cause you did that with me, one of many I hope :]
I could keep on rambling on about the coolest cat i know in town, but then again you might have some stalker notes of your own so I'll pass on the details of my dear fellow <678
Sunday, August 24, 2008
So I met this...
Cool Cat ;]
It hasn't been 24 hours yet or maybe I'm lying a tad, that we had our first encounter.
The first to meet me with a cardboard sign stating "GABBY? XYZ?" that cutest thing I ever saw, I wanted to take a picture and have that moment frozen cause he was absolutely adorable :]
Made me forget how he made me wait -____- but anywho that made me have those watermelon smiles =DD
So after our first eye contact we were off into the concrete jungle in search of snacks that would turn out to be poisonous xp but nonetheless sweet & great to share with CAT while watching Tropic Thunder which sucked only for some funny points, but other than that I was lost
My facial expression o_0
Hollywood can't come up with new stuff anymore -__- smh*
But it was worthwhile to laugh at pointless shit with a really out going guy who I have devirginized from taking away his sign ;]
And he doesn't mind that I sometimes make the rice a bit smushy which makes him like cooler than you, your momma, & your left testicle <345
P.S. I forgot to mention I sang for this cool cat in a park under shapeshifting clouds that looked evil, he thought it was amusing... Feel special Catalino your the first boy I sing to <678
It hasn't been 24 hours yet or maybe I'm lying a tad, that we had our first encounter.
The first to meet me with a cardboard sign stating "GABBY? XYZ?" that cutest thing I ever saw, I wanted to take a picture and have that moment frozen cause he was absolutely adorable :]
Made me forget how he made me wait -____- but anywho that made me have those watermelon smiles =DD
So after our first eye contact we were off into the concrete jungle in search of snacks that would turn out to be poisonous xp but nonetheless sweet & great to share with CAT while watching Tropic Thunder which sucked only for some funny points, but other than that I was lost
My facial expression o_0
Hollywood can't come up with new stuff anymore -__- smh*
But it was worthwhile to laugh at pointless shit with a really out going guy who I have devirginized from taking away his sign ;]
And he doesn't mind that I sometimes make the rice a bit smushy which makes him like cooler than you, your momma, & your left testicle <345
P.S. I forgot to mention I sang for this cool cat in a park under shapeshifting clouds that looked evil, he thought it was amusing... Feel special Catalino your the first boy I sing to <678
Bed.
My sheets provide more comfort than your arms could ever
They wrap all around me embracing every side of me
Absorbing my warmth and reflecting it against its silk fabric onto my soft skin
It reaches parts of my body you don’t dare touch...
My bed is the foundation in which I lay upon
It is the place that provides the utter most distraction I’ve ever known
That you don’t think to provide
My bed offers me sleep my escape from harsh realities
A steady foundation in which we lacked
My pillow supports my head
Where all my thoughts can be found
My pillow is there backing up every thought whether its right or wrong
Your ego & pride wouldn’t let you
It also gives me the freedom I need when I’m away from it
And when I come back which I always do it welcomes me rather than reproach me
It also doesn’t mind if I bring another
We’re so strong that our foundation can support many
And it supplies the same comfort to others as it does to me
My bed understands my body
It shapes itself to adapt to me
But its okay cause I’ve realized that today
My bed has provided me with the simplest requests without me asking
It is just made this way
On the other hand you never did anything for me unless I asked
I hardly ask anything from anyone
So why should I have from you beautiful one
I try to replay our movie inside my head
But its far to boring for my taste and there isn’t a plot anymore
To many play out scenes of romance that we faked
Its time to admit we’re grown apart
And as I lay on this bed finding that a materialistic item has brought me more comfort than you ever have
Makes me sad a little
But I know its best we leave now before our undone movie finishes
I wish you well in the next film you star in
I just know I won’t be your co-star and I won’t watch it either
I’m just gonna enjoy sleeping in and staying up late like old times when I was happy without you :]
They wrap all around me embracing every side of me
Absorbing my warmth and reflecting it against its silk fabric onto my soft skin
It reaches parts of my body you don’t dare touch...
My bed is the foundation in which I lay upon
It is the place that provides the utter most distraction I’ve ever known
That you don’t think to provide
My bed offers me sleep my escape from harsh realities
A steady foundation in which we lacked
My pillow supports my head
Where all my thoughts can be found
My pillow is there backing up every thought whether its right or wrong
Your ego & pride wouldn’t let you
It also gives me the freedom I need when I’m away from it
And when I come back which I always do it welcomes me rather than reproach me
It also doesn’t mind if I bring another
We’re so strong that our foundation can support many
And it supplies the same comfort to others as it does to me
My bed understands my body
It shapes itself to adapt to me
But its okay cause I’ve realized that today
My bed has provided me with the simplest requests without me asking
It is just made this way
On the other hand you never did anything for me unless I asked
I hardly ask anything from anyone
So why should I have from you beautiful one
I try to replay our movie inside my head
But its far to boring for my taste and there isn’t a plot anymore
To many play out scenes of romance that we faked
Its time to admit we’re grown apart
And as I lay on this bed finding that a materialistic item has brought me more comfort than you ever have
Makes me sad a little
But I know its best we leave now before our undone movie finishes
I wish you well in the next film you star in
I just know I won’t be your co-star and I won’t watch it either
I’m just gonna enjoy sleeping in and staying up late like old times when I was happy without you :]
P.S. This is not dedicated to anyone and it is not a situation I'm in. I just left like writing about it. This is the most recent of my writings... I've lost my muse but seem to be regaining it :]
Enjoy.
Enjoy.
So this is my first Entry...
I've seen some rather interesting individuals have one of these so I thought what the heck, why not get one myself? I need a place to organize my thoughts anyways, my imagination has been rattling in its cage lately... But I hope to actually keep up with this :]
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