~ count to ten ~

people dont think time machines exsist, but ... we sort of have a place machine that can transport us to places we want to go, all in one place dotted around countrys, its called your airport.
you walk in and within a few moments you can walk to different places that will take you to a totally different land, you could go to the home of kangaroos, you could travel to a place where you where in the middle of world war 3, or you could go some where totally tranquil, and so many more places, you just have to choose. you walk down a corridor that leads you to a can with seats, you sit down and within a few of our earthing minutes your somewhere else.
the airport is one of my favourite places, i just didnt relises it, you can go so many places.

i love it when the sun goes down, its something people miss without relising it, but its beautiful, everytime it goes down its different, just like every sun rise, the big firey star who is the most famous thing in our solar system dims its light leaving a light that is a colour of many, and can not be discribed at all to anyone unless you are there. i am still one of the biggest fan of the sun, he is great im getting his autograph on my skin everyday and we no that only the sir sun can produce a colour like this.

how many options do you have at the moment, with everything in your life? ... seriously what is going on at the moment where you have something quite important to choose, hmmm ... take the best option that our heart wants to, at times you should never let your heart rule your head, but this time just do it. to many peoples trampolines have to many holes in it, they jump and then they make themself a hole to stop them jumping again, just clear your throat, wash your hair and walk down to the shop and get a new trampoline, jump and take the risks you want to, you can always go back to what you had.

i crnt seem to write alot these days because well... im happy, ... i write when im not so happy, when things bother you they get the privalige and speical treatment to be written about, but at the mo jo, i feel like like im well, good, better than ever, and funnyto me, everythings funny so lets group the bastards together. hmmm i do have something to report though, its something of a breakthrough of this world of mine ... the gutair is going, and im getting there, infact im proud, i give myself a gold star actully with making up your own stuff aswell is alot easier, but well, i didnt have a clue to be perfectly honest... but with a few simple teaching methords from mr bremaner i have well got to the simple but stuff i need to no... i think the mellow fellow doesnt have to lay low.

how many grudges do you hold against some people? ... is there things that your so bitter about that you still hate them after a long time? ... its pointless .. whats it going to do? no matter what you do, you need to forgive and forget after your afternoon tea, look into the future ahead, are you old or are you young? is your life worth a cloud hanging in it when there a conversation topic which is going to happen at some point in this lifetime of yourself. ground your life in a straight path that has a few stop of points that way you wont get lost and loose yourself along the way, you see the right things in life . . . dont be a grump, no one really truely loves a grump, there boring, old and age to quickly. be a doodler ... be over joyed and over loved, and feel lucky : )

ive found something that i feel discribes me in a way i feel is something that is well ... quite acurately scary ... ' im not a young girl anymore but ive got the face of an 18 year old, im not who i used to be trust me ive got plans every day next week, you no your getting older when the kids on the corner have you baffled everytime they speak, looking round at my friends and i see that an end of an erea has come to pass the fun and games and the fluid in our brains have been reduced by half everythings changed but im doing pretty well '.... hmmm i think its to simple and loads of people can relate to it, but i just think it seems to be me at the moment. im glad though, and it feels good....

maybe my fingers have spoken alot, ill let the sunshine melt through my window and fall upon my hair ...