Yes, much better. Thanks.
Well, since roses seem to be YOUR favorite flower, I would probably mix up the selection of poems… Maybe some with a kind of ethereal, mystic message behind them; of course, these poems are going to be cut into pieces in order to make the petals and whatnot, but I would make sure to, somewhere in plain sight, place the title(s) and the author(s) in case you want to read the poem as a whole.
And, tor the whole “rose” color, I would probably dye the pages. One would think markers or crayon, but that’s a little TOO elementary.
Absolutely. Granted, I’d be irritated, especially if the month were to be, say, September - since all of the shows I watch would be coming back for their new seasons throughout the month; however, I could definitely spend my time doing other things, like sleeping or reading or, you know, WORKING.
As for movies, let’s just say that I have several DVD’s I’ve not watched yet… from CHRISTMAS. So, I think it’s safe to say that I could go without movies or TV for an entire month.
Am I going to? Ha! No.
I would definitely love to try something where I’m just giving my opinion. My only concern, though, is whether or not people would actually read it. The great thing about my blog or writing for any other “free” site is that I’m not wasting anyone’s time in having to read it. I’ve been told I “use big words” and have a tendency to “make [my] entries lengthy”.
It’s definitely an interesting, and very intriguing, option.
As I mentioned in the response to which you are referring, I have never been in any kind of situation serious enough to give flowers. Besides, I find flower-giving, unless really, REALLY into the situation, cliche and lacking on the creative side of gift-giving. Most of the gifts I give people have some way of connecting myself to the person. And besides, I have that cynic look of flowers being an omen to relationships: it’s vibrant and full of beauty for a time, and then it dies.
As for giving you flowers, I’d have to first figure out what kind of flowers you were particularly fond of. I would then go about somehow incorporating said flowers in some sort of fashion that would be creative and exclusively connect you and I. Sure, roses are pretty, but ANYONE can give and receive roses.
For example, say you happened to like lilies. And since you’re also a writer, I would try to find a way to blend the two together. An idea that immediately comes to mind is the possibility making lilies out of printed poems; not only would this be a creative way of connecting the classic romantic gesture with a little bit of a personal touch to it, but it would also not interfere with the aforementioned omen of giving LIVE flowers.
‘Darlin… that’s not in the form of a question.
I’ve actually given that a little bit of thought; however, the thought-giving is the furthest I’ve gone with it, thus far. While I’d like to get into a much more public forum, I lack confidence that my writing is up to that kind of scale. Yes, I talk a big game when I’m in the small pond, but talk about getting into the bigger waters, and I shut the aitch up. It is an interesting direction in which to go.
As for your aunt, what kind of “monthly editorial or somethin”s does she do?
I’m actually a bit of both, to be quite honest. I have this thing about being a hypocrite - basically, it’s about NOT being a hypocrite - and since I absolutely loathe when people try to offer advice when I just need them to listen, I give the person the opportunity to tell their story, then I see if they wanted an opinion, or just someone to listen.
Most of the time, though, I’m a talker; but when put in the context of talker or listener, it would be both when the situation presents itself. But on a normal day, I’m a pretty big talker.
I’d have to say, especially since I played it just last night, that would be “Rock Band”.
It’s a little bit funny… A friend of mine had the “Guitar Hero” games, and once I got to playing them, I thoroughly enjoyed it; so as soon as I was able, I purchased an XBox 360, along with a couple “Guitar Hero” games, in order to get better. This was in order for me to play with the guys when they got together for random “Guitar Hero/Rock Band” parties.
Unfortunately, as soon as I got good enough to want to play publicly, my friends had grown tired of playing the game. Now, they play those one-person shooters, of which I am absolutely terrible - even WITH practice.
So now I play “Rock Band” a lot, but it’s normally by myself.
I have honestly never given flowers to ANYONE.
Wait… I take that back, though it doesn’t necessarily count: in high school, for Valentine’s Day, they would have what were called “Valentine-O-Grams”. A couple weeks or maybe a shorter time period before Valentine’s Day, a student could buy a V-O-G for a friend of theirs or a boyfriend/girlfriend.
On Valentine’s Day, members of the school’s choral department would go around, delivering these V-O-G’s. This would entail these said choral members interrupting second period (or homeroom) in order to sing a song that had been chosen for an unsuspecting V-O-G receiver, and after the song, they would be given a rose.
I can only think of one or two times I sent a V-O-G to someone, but, as I said, I don’t think it necessarily counts, since I wasn’t the one doing the physical GIVING of the flower.
Honestly, I haven’t been in a situation serious enough to last to the point of “flower-giving”, though I do tend to put a lot of thought and research into it, should I be in such a situation where it DOES reach that point. So, ladies: what’s YOUR favorite flower? I’m taking notes…
I have honestly never given flowers to ANYONE.
Wait… I take that back, though it doesn’t necessarily count: in high school, for Valentine’s Day, they would have what were called “Valentine-O-Grams”. A couple weeks or maybe a shorter time period before Valentine’s Day, a student could buy a V-O-G for a friend of theirs or a boyfriend/girlfriend.
On Valentine’s Day, members of the school’s choral department would go around, delivering these V-O-G’s. This would entail these said choral members interrupting second period (or homeroom) in order to sing a song that had been chosen for an unsuspecting V-O-G receiver, and after the song, they would be given a rose.
I can only think of one or two times I sent a V-O-G to someone, but, as I said, I don’t think it necessarily counts, since I wasn’t the one doing the physical GIVING of the flower.
Honestly, I haven’t been in a situation serious enough to last to the point of “flower-giving”, though I do tend to put a lot of thought and research into it, should I be in such a situation where it DOES reach that point. So, ladies: what’s YOUR favorite flower? I’m taking notes…
Before my parents got divorced, and we lived in Fuquay-Varina, where I attended the elementary school until halfway through the third grade. It was also where I met Robin. She was a fifth grader, who hung around with two other girls practically all the time -the blond, Samantha; the other brunette, Whatsherface.
I don’t remember how we met (possibly through some bout of recess… I don’t know) but somehow we hit it off, in the way that a puny third grader and a high-class fifth grader could. We hung out a lot during recess, and she was actually my first cheek-kiss. She was a couple inches taller than me, with brown hair down to her shoulders, with a long nose and a gap-toothed smile.
“What’s Your favorite color?”
What level of “stranger” are we talking, here?
If it’s someone whom I just randomly see, either at the store or on my normal running of errands, I will simply smile and nod. I don’t get in people’s ways when they seem to be on the move or engaged in something else, entirely.
However, if it’s someone who happens to know someone that I know, it’s a lot easier for me; this provides a kind of buffer for me - if I act like an ass, the person I know can speak otherwise, and if the stranger happens to like the cut of my jib, the person I know can talk me up.
As far as my “approach”, I always greet a person I don’t know with a nod and a smile, and I’m always open for the possibility of a friendship culminating out of whatever correspondence we happen to share. I always tend to keep things like and amusing - quick jokes and anecdotes for situations to try to ease any kind of weird, stranger tension between myself and the person whom I had just met.
I’ve tried approaching people on a random basis, but have found that - for me, anyway - unless there’s a mutual friend between the two of us, no particular spark of friendship ever culminates between the two of us. Instead, I just seem to come off as a person who annoyingly gets in the way; at least with the people I know, I’m just annoying.
‘Cause you think I’m awesome. Duh. Next question, please…
In all honesty, though, I believe we are friends because you appreciate what I bring to the table. You take what I have to say and think not as someone who is “young” in the immature sense; instead, you are open to the reasons and bases behind what I say and think. You appreciate the way I write and what I put into my writing; you are very supportive, and definitely willing to answer the call when I request a challenge (by the way, I’m still working on a certain challenge issued, a while back).
You’re just a really good, really neat person. Plus, you think I’m awesome, so that wins you bonus points.
I already have enough of those existential “Who am I?” quandaries just being ONE sex…
I’d rather be a werewolf, if it were possible.
A 35-second clip I got of my nephew laughing. (Note: In order to share this piece of awesome with everyone, I had to send it from my phone to my e-Mail account, save it onto my computer, burn the audio onto its own CD, and rip the CD in order for the file to be an MP3. Yes, I love my nephew and think he and his laugh are awesome THAT much!)
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