We Are The Music Makers

June 29th, 2010

"We are the music makers... and we are the dreamers of dreams."

- Willy Wonka

I just love little quotes like that. The one's that don't make immidiate sense, but actually have a deep underlying meaning. At least to me, haha.

So I didn't do jack today; I'd like to document a few past things I personally think are interesting enough to publish.

Going backwards in time here, yesterday me and Amanda went to Pricilla's, LOL, and I bought some sexy lingire ;D

On my birthday this year, however, we were on our family vacation, and I almost died. here's a re-inactment.

Me: [out in the water on a sand bar, boogie boarding] Hey I'm going down the beach to hit those huge waves.

Dad: I'm coming with you.

We head over there, my board breaks.

Me: Well this sucks. Let's go in.

We start to go in, the wind whips up, we loose touch of the bottom, the waves crashing violently over us both with only one, broken surf board.

We try to make our way in to the beach, the rip tide from the large waves pushing us one tiny step foward, one massive leap backwards towards the sea. My dad wasn't doing well, we swam and swam for about 35 minutes until I finally staggered onto the beach, utterly exhasted. A kid near to him in the water pushed him his floating board, so he wouldn't drown. but instead of swimming on into the beach, he quits kicking and floats on out to sea!

Me: SOMEONE WHO CAN SWIM GO GET MY DAD PLEASE!

I was flippin' shit. So two younger guys with a kayak go out there and get him, pull him in.

We went out to dinner later. Happy Birthday to me.

So that's pretty much how that went down, it's funny now but I was reallly scared at the time. Thought my tiny following might like to hear it :)

So! I'm off to Pennsylvania on Friday; I'll be posting more personal thoughts at a later time; I'm not in the mood atm.

G'night

-Dandan

I Made An Ashtray Out Of Mud

April 18th, 2009

I went to my grandmother's river cottage on the Rappohanok yesterday after school, and got back today. It's 90 miles from my house, which isn't all that bad. I passed through Mechanicsville, home town of my favorite celeb, and even passed the high school he attended :) It made me smile, to say the least.


We got there, and man it was beautiful, ran to the water and just stared, Amanda hadn't seen anything like it before, as much as she's seen, and she'd never even been fishing! So, we dug up some worms and threw in, but no luck on either day we tried. We walked up the long beach at the end of the point, drawing in the sand and smoking, since we had to be away from my grandma. Amanda has a form of cancer that is causing her to go blind, and aside from that she is a brilliant artist and creative person, like myself, so when we found a huge deposit of clay, we made ask trays and brought them home, along with some river sand and little colored pebbles and shells.


The downer of the whole trip was that it was supposed to be just the three of us, me Grandmama and Amanda, but my evil aunts and their husbands showed up unexpectedly, and since my family is the outcast group and they all hate us, I got ignored and looked down on a lot, but I didn't let it phase me too bad, I wouldn't let my sourpuss fake ass brady bunch of a family ruin my time. No pictures for the internet, just fond memories and a little sun.

Yours truely, Danielle

Clepto-Mania

April 16th, 2009


I stole 5 shirts and a pair of shorts from goodwill today. I like clothes, and I need summer stuff. I haven't written in a while... I've been pretty busy. I want to say that I am really falling for Kairos Giovanni Courton, and that he is the peanut butter to my jelly.


I steal a lot... some say it's a bad thing, and I suppose it is. I don't get many new things, but I do realize I do it often, and it's quite addicting. I guess it's just too damn easy.


Not long until school is out now.. I excited for summer and stoked about being a senior next year, as long as I pass enough classes this year. My dream of moving to California is becoming so real and vibrant, it's like a technicolor wonderland materialized in my brain. Not that Cali is like that, that's not what I'm saying at all, but more that I finally have a real goal and I'm going to make it happen. That's the beautiful part.


I'm going to my grandmother's river cottage after school tomorrow with my friend Amanda. I'm happy about that too... so I'll write about it when I return.

Love, Miss Danielle Renee Temple

Holly Is Hollying In Her Holly

April 2nd, 2009

Well, it was a slow and sleepy day overall. I am in the mood to state the obvious. My room is still messy, I should be cleaning up this coming spring break. My hair is so... unmanageable all the time. I still have that corsage from the Ring Dance. There are so many people in need around the world right now. Toilets flush the other way in the southern hemisphere.

So anyways,

In my gym class we have this ongoing joke about that girl I once mentioned, Holly Parker, a mildly-retarded bitch who faught my friend Erika 10 days ago. Angela, Amber, Meagan and me all make fun of her, don't ask me why. I guess you could call it immature, I won't lie, but I feel like we should get it all out of our system now before we become serious respectable working stiffs.

ANYWAYS,

We replace words with Holly, and it's pretty funny, it;s hard to explain. It all started with Shannon Norris last year when she made fun of her for being poor and weird, saying things like HOLLY IS...RICH?! I DON'T THINK SO! And that she floats because she can't afford gravity and yada yada yada. You get it. So, we call everyone and everything Holly for an hour and a half every other day, just because. Even the teachers, it's so funny, because they really don't get it. Were like HOLLY YOU! WHAT THE HOLLY? FLOAT HOLLY FLOAT! THERE'S A HOLLY IN MY HOLLY. And so on.

It's for reals spring now, not too cold and not hot enough. I may be going to my grandmother's cottage over break, possibly, and if I do I will definately be sun bathing, swimming, and chilling like hell. Ha ha, but if that happens I won't have internet for about two days. I'm pretty excited, it's a little beach village on the Rappohanok river that my family has owned for years now, hopefully we can make the trip without my dad :)

Well, not much else to say.

More obvious things;

I'm listening to my profile songs, The Cars and Jason Mraz and Matt Nathanson & more. I need to shave my legs. My dad is snoring really loud. Tomorrows friday!

Peace.