Here again is the one and only oddity commonly known as Annabel, come again to grace these halls of bloggers.
Just kidding. Grace anything, me? You must have me mixed up with someone. Hello again, and�sorry for being gone so long. It has been a busy (and when I say so, I mean it) summer. I've traveled a bit--gotten to see just about my best friend on the face of the planet, who happens to live 5000 kms from me. She lives in just about the most beautiful place I've ever seen. My mother (who I traveled with) disagreed on that count, but I would be completely willing to live there. Gorgeous. I've also gone to horseback riding camp for a week; that was very fun, despite being put on every horse but the one I wanted to ride the most. I also applied for a job I don't want, read a book I highly anticipated and was slightly disappointed by, and got a chance to get together with a few friends I hadn't had a chance to prior to my last post.
Read a few books... none really worth mentioning. Oh, besides Breaking Dawn. But I won't talk about it, because if I do, oh, man, will that post take forever. Depends on whether or not I have the patience to type it all up, one of these days. Then again, I am not reknowned for my patience--rather, I am reknowned for the lack thereof.
So, since I am kind of at loss of what to say, I will say something random that has occurred to me recently. Anyone out there believe in a sixth sense? Ok, wait, hold up. Let me preface this with something one of my favourite book characters (from one of my favourite books, from one of my favourite authors) said: "Every teenager in the world feels like that, feels broken or out of place, different somehow, royalty mistakenly born into a family of peasants." I must say I feel like that all the time, and while I understand that most... some... a number of other people my age feel that way, it's still true for me. Which bemuses me, because I can so barely relate to any�person I know. And now, about to go on a teenage angst rant about the unfairness of life and how special and different I am, I can't help thinking of that and knowing that "You're not so freaking alone as you thought, smart one". Which, since I am an angst-ridden (<-- key word)�teenager, doesn't help whatsoever.
And due to my extreme lack of concentration, I haven't even begun to say what I intended to. So like that quote said, I do think there's something up with me. What? I don't know. But something. And since I don't believe especially in being able to tell the future or having a sixth sense, this is even weirder for me to make anything out of it. But I want to say it to someone. My mother doesn't care. Neither does the rest of my family. So here goes.
Remember a few months ago I mentioned that I went to a family wedding (yes, I did. It's there if you want to look.) and I was all happy for the bride and groom. I don't know if I mentioned THIS, but something weird happened. I saw one of my mom's cousins there, who my mother hadn't seen in a while, and I hadn't either. She was wearing a tight black dress and holding her daughter, who's about 2. And, inexplicably, I looked at her and the only think I could think was, "She's pregnant." See where this is going? There was no evidence of it. It hadn't been mentioned or announced. She didn't have a baby bump. But it was TRUE. She told my mother. That was instance one.
Instance two. More recently, I was driving with my mom and got suddenly really excited. For no reason. Again. I get that often: anticipating nothing. But the feeling persisted, and when I got home, someone told me really great news about something I've been looking forward to a LOT (a movie release date got pushed forward) and I kept on being excited as though that was what I'd been excited about in the first place.
This happens often. I try to dismiss it as my standard oddities, but the pregnant thing especially got to me. So I had to say it SOMEWHERE, to SOMEONE. No sense. Don't know what to do about it... don't know IF there's anything to do about it.
Well, that's all for now. Ranting over. Going to try not to think about my strangeness.
Recommendation: Universe and You, by KT Tunstall. The acoustic version. It's so pretty.
~Annabel
Music is what feelings sound like.� ~Author Unknown
I chose this quote because I'm really involved in music. I also chose this because I believe that music has saved a lot of people, music is a way to escape from reality, in a legal, non-harming way. Music does release emotions in people to where they never thought they would be able to do so. Lyrics in a song are mainly what we relate to, this is because music is so diverse. There are so many different songs that we all can relate to. There are the stereotypical Country songs that talk about, "My dog died, my truck broke down, my wife left me, my girlfriend found out I had a wife, I shot a man in Georgia, and thought I'd put it in there," kind of songs. Then there are songs that can mean so many different things to many different people, such as Mariah Carey's song "Bye Bye" to me it resembled a friend and I no longer being friends, we have made up, but it also means when my grandmother died. Songs like that can have different meanings to them for different people. A song that is very popular that means different things to people is, "Because You Loved Me" by Celine Dion. To many it can mean just like it says, because you loved me, you made me stronger by doing all these great things for me, thank you. To others it can mean because you loved me, I am who I am, and it's sad that you're gone. Just know that if you can't personally say something to someone whom you have hurt, and you can't come up with the words yourself, search for them through music, I know personally it has helped me so much. A friend of mine and I were not talking for the longest time, and so I wrote a song about it, mainly to help myself through it, but I showed the song to this said friend, and things are getting better between us. So no matter what, lyrics are the words that cannot be spoken.
You came into my life so quick, a gergeous pleasant surprise, i hoped u wouldn't give me the flick, then a beautiful friendship did arise. Our bond was so very strong, it couldn't help but turn into love,we wondered if going further was wrong but we fit each other like a glove. It feels so right to be so near, to feel like we are but one,sometimes our love is worth a tear, those tears of joy, i'm sure there are�more to come�it really is love baby, the longing for one anothers lips you are my beautiful young lady, i know is as we dance with my hands upon your hips.
One day, your arms will possess me, one day, you will ask for my hand, one day the ring wil�be shinning, in the sun as we walk thro'the sand. One day romance will caress me, one day the chruch bells will chime, and we will go cruising together forever for the love of my dreams will be mine.
On the wings of an eagel my love for you flies, soaring higher and higher, and touchig the skies. I reached up above, and pulled a star from the sky, to place it within your precious minds eye. To dewll there forever, as my love for you,On the wings of our love, enduring and true. I honor you my darling, with all that i am. Please darling please, wil you be my man. There are so many things, my heart wants to say, i love you sweetheart, there is no other way.
Kiss me look into my eyes so green, kiss me make me feel so serence. Kiss me in the rain, kiss me and take away all my pain, in�your arms is�where i blong, making love all night long. Kiss me Oh, so soft and slow, as i gently rest my head on your pillow kiss me lift me off my feet and kiss me feel my heart skip a beat kiss me when i cry, and wipe my tears,� kiss me� as you wisper i ove you in my ear.
超级耐心测验
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�� Nuri 诚心挽留我们在香港多住一天, 天留我, 店不留我, 酒店的大堂经理拉长了脸告诉我，22号，没房间，不可能延住。 8号风球，拉着孩子满大街找酒店显然不太合适, 头裂开之际, 老友夫妻俩赶在狂风暴雨来临之前, 开着车前来解救这落难的娘俩. 真是老天有眼, 当夜我和敦敦不用在湾仔的大桥地下体会三毛的流浪生活了。
第二天中午，风停雨住, 我们告别朋友一家人，直奔机场standby, 希望能有运气登机. Check-in 之后， 跟男女老少，中西宾客一样席地而坐。 过了两三个小时，航班却在显示登机口的银屏上消失了，很多赶着回上海看奥运会闭幕式的人到港龙服务台想要个说法，没想到香港小姐来了一句烈士常用语‘不知道’，这很不负责的真话使一位情绪不稳的大陆大叔也顾不得怜香惜玉了，手举登记牌，用坦白从宽，抗拒从严的威力高声斥责着香港小姐，知道吗？你不能说“不知道”。港龙小姐们若会用专业地京腔说“我们正在了解情况，会第一时间通知您最新消息”。 就用不着忍受大叔这通唾沫四溅的愤言。我发现楼上有两名端着相机的记者心情超爽，对着积聚了相当烦恼能量的人群兴奋地连按快门。过了好一阵，绿色银屏上终于出现了KA808延误，没台风经验的乘客们终于明白，航班未被取消，苦海无边，等待是唯一的出路。
晚上9点登机，凌晨1点到沪，临上机前，敦敦在‘吃辣椒’国际机场发给他老爹一份电子邮件，声称当日是他人生遭遇的第四黑暗的日子。我们经历了机场5小时，机内一小时的超级耐心训练。经验告诉我们，在某些时候，等待是唯一的，也是最好的出路。
I don't know what I'm doing. None of us do. How could we. We'd be living our own Groundhog Day. But I can guess pretty much what's going to happen, it happened yesterday, and the day before. I wait and look and hope for something to suprise me, and when it does I laugh or I'm afraid� but always I'm interested.
And if there isn't enough surprise in my life, I create it. I try and pretend I didn't so it can be a surprise, but I create it. The small encounters that I dramatise. The stories I read so that I can pretend surprising things are safely happening to me. The acts of random chaos that happen to others and allows me feel the wind as the juggernaut of life narrowly misses me again.
I think I'll try and create something surprising with my life, rather than out of the events that happen to me.
- Rammstein wants to know if anyone took leela down last night between 23:00 and 02:00.� I did not, and I let him know that.
- He is working with Chops and Premie on fixing the WICK apps.� I'm copied on the emails but am not getting involved unless I see them doing something excessively weird.
9:11 - Discussed the issues on Clover & basil with Slick.� Sent Staph-o an email asking him to check them out with Monitor.
- Yesterday Prince Chili Longhorn and I had a difference of opinion about the PFF QA/Dev envs.� He wants to leave them in Lab Mangler and I was under the impression that the servers would be spun out to carson & wabasha and renamed.� They'd be set up to assume the identity of the current presentation layer.� He says that's not the case.
- Apparently he wants to leave the QA - WAS migration machines in LM and proceed to install Prod using WAS instead of Tomcat.� He says Mr. T. is onboard with that.�
- I think its a bad idea because the Prod environment would be built with a completely different design and layout from Dev and SWT.� I don't think this fits into our ESDM model.
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