[Looni Commanda]'s diary

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Written about Sunday 2009-03-22
Written: (4121 days ago)

SONG of the day, instead of lyric of the day!
I look at all the lonely people...
I look at all the lonely people...

Eleanor Rigby, picking up rice in a church where a wedding has been,
lives in a dream...
waits by the window, wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door,
who is it for?
For the lonely people...
where do they all come from?
All the lonely people,
where do they all belong?

Father McKensie, writing down words for a sermon that no one will hear,
no one comes near...
look at him working, knotting his socks in the night when there's nobody there,
what does he care?
For the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

I look at all the lonely people...
I look at all the lonely people...

Eleanor Rigby, died in a church and was buried along with her name...
nobody came...
Father McKensie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave,
no one was saved...
from the lonely people--where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

I look at all the lonely people...
I look at all the lonely people...

Quote of the day!
A penny for a pound

121686  Link to this entry 
Written about Wednesday 2009-03-11
Written: (4133 days ago)

So I always have this re-occurring dream...
this particular one is where me and my dad are sitting in a restaurant called 'paradise cafe', (which is weird, because that place burned down). and, we're sitting in there, and we happen to take a seat next to a kid that was in my ENG 9 class. So we sit down, and no matter what I order, I always end up getting steak. So, when I ask for A1 sauce, the lady says I have to find some. So, I look around, and right on the table next to us, there is a bottle. so I look at my dad, and ask him to pass it to me.

"What? where?" he replies, every single time--to which finally the kid sitting next to us turns around, thinking it's funny that my dad can't see the bottle.

"Dad, the bottle!" I laugh, pointing to it.

"I don't see it...what bottle..."

"Ugh! Jeez Dad...*gets up and grabs the bottle*"

and then I wake up laughing...o.o hahaha I don't know what to make of it, but it's weird.

121565  Link to this entry 
Written about Friday 2009-03-06
Written: (4138 days ago)

Lyric of the day
Raise your sword, up high!

Quote of the day
A ship is safe in the port, but that is not what a ship is for

121458  Link to this entry 
Written about Sunday 2009-03-01
Written: (4142 days ago)

Lyric of the day
Nothin' inbetween to fall through--I'm being myself, who are you?

Quote of the day
-We goin' to Idaho!
-...no, Idaho...
=*smirk* YEAH! YOU ARE DA HO!

121201  Link to this entry 
Written about Sunday 2009-02-15
Written: (4156 days ago)

Lyric of the day
Been spendin' way too long on the times we missed

Quote of the day
If you can't say anything nice, then come and sit by me

121145  Link to this entry 
Written about Friday 2009-02-13
Written: (4159 days ago)

Lyric of the day
Forget the hearse 'cause I never died!
I've got nine lives!

Quote of the day
You can't send a lame dog to the race.

120995  Link to this entry 
Written about Sunday 2009-02-08
Written: (4164 days ago)

Hi again. Since I still can't sleep, i'm gonna write another story. Here we go again!

Story time

In a land where dinasaurs were eating people because they existed, one day a polar bear decided seals weren't tasty anymore. So he gnawed his way through a strange looking brush that for some reason was in the middle of the icy surroundings, and ended up biting a very large rock and breaking his tooth. A whale happened to hear the squeal of this mammal, and decided to have a look-see. So he flopped his way up onto the icy shore near the strange brush, and tilted his big old weird head as he stared at the white, crying monster.
  "What's your problem?" he asked the polar bear. Polar bear sniffled, and wiped his nose.
  "I broke my tooth on a rock. And it HURT." he declared, letting out a tremendous wail.
  "...You're a baby. Go away and stop your crying." the sea creature demanded, flopping backwards into the water again, and swimming away. That hurt Polar bear's feelings, and he cried even harder; waddling his way through the brush again. Then, he bumbed into a big long-neck dinasaur; who could hear this sad bear crying, and glanced down from so many feet in the air.
  "What's wrong?" she asked, in a very kind voice. Polar bear sniffled again, and wiped his nose for the second time.
  "I bit a rock, and broke my tooth." he whimpered. The long-neck frowned, and shook her head.
  "Well, well...that's not a wise thing to do. When you bit the rock, surely it wasn't for food--why did you bite it?"
  "I don't know..." Polar bear whined. "I don't like the taste of seal anymore. So I wanted to try something new."
  "Well that was unwise. Don't do that again. Never try new things." she advised, nodding once, and then stomping away ungracefully. The polar bear nodded, and from then on, he ate seal--even if he didn't like the taste of it. He never tried to do anything new again. 
That's why animals are animals, and humans are humans. Because across the ice, humans were learning a bunch of new things. Like how to hunt polar bear after all of the seal started to become "gone". Maybe Polar bear should've eaten something else besides just seal. He was too stupid to even try eating fish. And as for the stupid long-neck? She and her whole species became extinct for obeying such a stupid rule. What a stupid polar bear. And dinasaur. THE END.

Oh my, this is getting worse and worse o.o

120983  Link to this entry 
Written about Saturday 2009-02-07
Written: (4165 days ago)

Alright, so I feel way too sick and my head hurts way too much for me to sleep. Sooo here I am, sitting in bed, with the laptop on my lap, and my feet are hot. I am very uncomfortable; and we ran out of tylenol. I can't take ibeoprophen, because it eats the lining of my stomach, so now, I'm sitting here in pain. And, I'm writing this in here, because I have nothing better to do. So, I'll make up a story to keep myself sane.

story time

once upon a time, there was a little boy that didn't know how to tie his shoes. His mother and father tried repeatedly to help him, and even went to the extent of getting him books on 'how to tie your shoes'. The little boy couldn't do it, and after three months of non-stop attempts, finally, the little boy's mother confronted a psychiatrist about it.
The psychiatrist simply responded, "Maybe your kid is slow."
The mother, not wanting to believe that, slammed the door on her way out, in an angry huff. The father went to the same man, the next day, and recieved the same reply. "Your kid is slow." the Psychiatrist explained. The boy's father was angry, but he didn't slam the door on the way out. The mother, waiting for her husband in the car, started to complain and groan about this stupid psychiatrist, and after ten minutes of being in the car with her; the husband decided he'd had enough. So, he drove the car into a ditch and the damned thing exploded, and like fifty people died.
Too much stress, maybe?
so what happened to the kid?
nothing--the parents were slow. They were trying to teach a damned puppy how to tie his shoes.


120970  Link to this entry 
Written about Friday 2009-02-06
Written: (4166 days ago)

Quote of the day
Don't throw out the baby with the bath water

Lyric of the day
There is love, burning to find you--will you wait for me?

120907  Link to this entry 
Written about Tuesday 2009-02-03
Written: (4169 days ago)

quote of the day
You know, no one's ever been shot by a loaded gun...

Lyric of the day
There's a stain on my hand, and it's red...

120833  Link to this entry 
Written about Wednesday 2009-01-28
Written: (4174 days ago)

Quote of the day
Hey mister Devil, since you're damned and all...
You wanna ask the Lord why he gave me a retarded guardian angel?! When I fell off of the cliff, he was supposed to catch me--not pray for me!

Lyric of the day
I shot the hooker!

120807  Link to this entry 
Written about Tuesday 2009-01-27
Written: (4176 days ago)

Quote of the day
Oh shit,---I mean stuff! Oh damn, I gotta delete that! fuck!!

Lyric of the day
I pray you've heard the words I've spoken...

120234  Link to this entry 
Written about Monday 2009-01-05
Written: (4198 days ago)

Random lyric of the day
Everything has been said before
nothing left to say anymore,
when it's all the same you can ask
for it by name...

Random quote of the day
"Too much?"

119708  Link to this entry 
Written about Friday 2008-12-12
Written: (4222 days ago)

Rant of the day lol
grrrrr I know this isn't even a reason to be pissed, but oh well. So, I wanted clean pants for when I woke up this morning--I threw a load of laundry into the dryer, and it was like nine o' clock. So, I had to go to bed--and our dryer sucks, so I asked my mom if she could just turn the dryer on again when it went off, so I would have clothes in the morning. All nice and soft like, she goes "yeah". Well, I knew she wasn't listening, and sure as shit, I wake up come down to get pants and Vual-fuckin'-ah all the clothes are still wet cause she didn't feel like getting up to press the dial again. Dammit. Now I have no pants. pisses me off, cause now I have to find some dirty pants from the stupid hamper, that probably smell like 'nasty'. very angry.

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