Tough Love

What does this look like to you? Me, I think it looks like a drag queen being abused by some strange deranged person. Actually, that is just me being attacked by my friends. Can you tell how much my friends love me? šŸ™‚ Well I love them no matter what they do to me. Let me give you a brief glimpse of my life through this picture. I hate it when people touch my hair. Two of my best friends attacked me, dragged me out onto the grassy knoll, ditched me, then tackled me, dragged me back to our spot, then held me down and put my hair into the most hideous pair of pig tails you will ever see. ...

October 2, 2009 Ā· Monica Multer

Antennas

I am still not really sure what the heck this thing is, but I thought it looked pretty cool. It kind of reminds me of the movie Monsters Inc where the little girl wore the antennas made out of things that looked like what ever this is. Anyway, I enjoy it, therefore you should enjoy it. I mean you are reading my blog.

October 1, 2009 Ā· Monica Multer

One (IB English Essay)

I just have to put this out here, I NEVER WANT TO LISTEN TO U2 EVER AGAIN! Sorry U2, but it isn’t your fault, blame IB. We had to write an essay on the song ā€œOneā€ by U2 that was a little absurd. By now I have watched tha buffalo video (which by the way still makes no sense to me even though I have dragged bits of meaning out of it) ...

September 30, 2009 Ā· Monica Multer

Sarah

Shout out of the day goes to Sarah! I love you and your buff arms babyluv!!! Just don’t get stronger than me okay? Love yah babyluv.

September 30, 2009 Ā· Monica Multer

Saying goodbye to Bootjack for the winter

Charlotte and Gordon have finished up closing everything for the winter. One last walk around the camp before heading out to California tomorrow. Charlotte missed the fall peak, but it’s not so bad anyway. There’s time for one last visit with Betty in Rabbit Bay as well Then a trip to Cyndi’s Jam Shop in Bootjack for some sweets to take back home followed by a drive out to Calumet and Tamarac Waterworks. ...

September 30, 2009 Ā· David Multer

Light it Up

I love this photo with a passion, it really gets me for some reason, it is even in my art book know. I am not sure why it strikes me as beautiful and intriguing but it really does.

September 29, 2009 Ā· Monica Multer

Sunset in Bootjack

Sunsets like this just make me wish I was up in Bootjack with Charlotte.

September 29, 2009 Ā· David Multer

Wish (Post #100)

Not my normal style, but I will try it. Here is a happy poem. I hope you take heart to what I am saying, take a step back, look at yourself and ask, ā€œWhen did my eclipse being?ā€ Take a peak behind that curtain. Lift your feet And make a wish Close your eyes And feel the world Without touching Or searching Just know As you have always known Your heart beats With the worlds heartbeat Breathe out your worries And breathe in consciousness Let it cleanse your soul That has wilted and withered Let it go Let it go You can still be free Let your chains fall And sigh out the darkness That has gathered Around your heart Threatening to suffocate you To drown you in doubt To snuff out the brilliance Of your individual soul Feel the breeze Brushing through your hair Kissing your skin And know You are alive And you are lucky The world lies in front of you With a big red bow Sitting patiently on top Yes child It is in reach But to reach it You have to Step out of the eclipse Shadowing your life Look beyond What fate has decreed Make your own destiny Don’t listen to them They don’t know They can’t understand What the world truly is They are blinded By pride and foolishness They don’t know What the world whispers Late at night When no one is listening But I listen So raise your arms up And scream out loud Through your head back Laugh a little louder Put a little bounce into your step Smile from ear to ear A real smile From the bottom of your heart Make a wish To never again Fall into the eclipse To never be a victim Of the darkness again Wish for a world Full of sun kisses And rose petals falling Wish it Believe it Make it real

September 29, 2009 Ā· Monica Multer

Fragile

The fragility of life Is a very scary thing The thought that All you ever have worked at Is for nothing With just a cut A scratch Your life could be taken away An accident A slip Could send you astray That your life Could all just be Another burning ash In a cigarette try Just a walk Could be your last A fight with family Could bring an end So very fast Just a word softly uttered Could end it all A little slip Could wind up Being a very big fall Showing you that You really are Insignificant and small Just a speck In the eyes of all others In the face of God Every bone, every muscle Every word Every moment Could be taken away Ripped from you With just a thought Your world destroyed Never to return And no one Would ever know That you were gone

September 28, 2009 Ā· Monica Multer

Joke

Life sure can be a joke some times, so remember people, JK. šŸ˜‰ Just a side note, but isn’t joke a weird word? I am going to make a weird word list and post it if you have any ideas of weird words post it in the comments section.

September 28, 2009 Ā· Monica Multer