So I'm in quite a bit of pain currently as I happen to have an awful crick in my neck, so my neck is tilted to the side as I can't seem to remember how to straighten it at the moment.
It's not even funny.
I couldn't even put my hair up this morning, it hurt that bad. And my dad insisted that we go out and get my passport picture taken today. So I sat on the little stool. "No smiling" the woman said. I wiped the smirk off my face. She stuck her face behind the camera, then poked her head back out, looked at me like I was an idiot, and gestured with her hands for me to straighten up. I grimaced and tried the best I could, but still look like a demented human being in the photo, like my head is about to roll off my neck or something. It's terrible. Not that I really care what I look like, but Dad and I had a good time joking that I probably won't be allowed in different countries as the border guards will look at my picture, frown, and shoo me away in fear of a creepy neck disablement that might plague their country or something .
My sisters and I were sitting on a bench this afternoon. My older sister was trying to get me to straighten my neck and relax my shoulders. Impossible. My little sister was apparently bored by our pathetic struggling, reached over, and yanked my head in the direction that all my struggle just wouldn't let it go.
It burned, okay. I felt like screaming. It was honestly like someone had just yanked my head off my shoulders. I almost fell of the bench.
Yup, she got a good pop on the head for that one.
"It's not that bad, Amy" she told me, "it just looks like you're cocking your head, thinking deeply about every single thing you see."
Thanks a lot.
And it doesn't help that I'm off to boarding school in a couple days. Great first impression, hey? And I have a feeling that I have sports tryouts this weekend, which might be very painful, or if it continues to get progressively worse, impossible. Which is very, very sad.
*sigh*
Luckily, y'all can't see me right now. I have a blanket wrapped around my neck and my head is so far tilted to the side that I'm practically resting it on my shoulder.
C'mon, body, this isn't funny. Get it together. Straighten up. Literally.
Oh, how I envy you people who can move your necks so freely without even thinking about it.
But it really makes me realize (painfully realize) just how much we use all the muscles in the neck.
For example, do you know what the most painful thing in the world is for this...er...injury of mine?
Car rides.
When we pause at a light, I relax. And then when that darn light changes colour and we accelerate oh so suddenly...
my head pretty much snaps back as my neck has serious issues.
Yeah. Ouch.
<= that's what I'll look like soon enough. By tomorrow morning no doubt. ^^
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Don't ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive." ~ Howard Thurman (\_/) (._.) (v v) <= this is bunny. Copy/paste bunny into your journal to help him on his way to world domination.
Yes, this looks weird. But seriously, you can read it. Just concentrate. Trust me
I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the mnid! Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the first and last ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can still raed it wouthit a porbelm. This is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh?
This makes me seriously stand in awe of the power of the mind. The best part is, once you open your mind to it the first time, it becomes so darn easy...once you get past the first sentence, it all flows like nothing, eh? CRAZY
This journal is dedicated to my good friend treex92xhugger in deep respect and recognition of her crazy word game skills. Boggle ftw!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Don't ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive." ~ Howard Thurman (\_/) (._.) (v v) <= this is bunny. Copy/paste bunny into your journal to help him on his way to world domination.
I found myself switching my webcam everyday as I came across more epic/hilarious zutara goodness, so I finally gave up and decided to post it all in a journal so you may all see it and join in on the fun.
Ha, and to think our ship 'sank' when the finale aired...
It LIVVVEEESSS muah ha ha. Keep it comin', people. Keep the goodness comin'.
Thanks goes out to MizSweet, Zutara91, turtleyurtle1, jakia, white fate, and wohitzi for these lil beauties
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Well, have you? Have YOU switched your search engine to Blackle yet?
SAVE WATTS!! GO BLACK!!
Hey, it could result in conserving 750 megawatt hours/year.
Not that I'm anti-google or anything, but compared to Blackle, it does seem to be sucking quite a bit of valuable energy out of the search engine straw...
So, why not?
Every little bit counts.
Saving the earth one search engine at a time.
Psssst...btw...I've got a few more goodies up my sleeve for my beloved zutarians, don't you worry yourselves...
So...I just realized that the key ingredient of my shampoo is pequi fruit, the berry that Uncle Iroh says in CoTL "causes blindness"
O.o
Yeah. And it that isn't creepy enough, my Japanese friend just gave me some candy. The flavor?
Lychee. You know, the nut mentioned in Jet and elsewhere ("hey smellerbee, ya gonna eat your lychee nuts?")
^^
The Avatar fruit is haunting me. O.o
So I'm in quite a bit of pain currently as I happen to have an awful crick in my neck, so my neck is tilted to the side as I can't seem to remember how to straighten it at the moment.
It's not even funny.
I couldn't even put my hair up this morning, it hurt that bad. And my dad insisted that we go out and get my passport picture taken today. So I sat on the little stool. "No smiling" the woman said. I wiped the smirk off my face. She stuck her face behind the camera, then poked her head back out, looked at me like I was an idiot, and gestured with her hands for me to straighten up. I grimaced and tried the best I could, but still look like
Behold: The Power of the Mind by Amy-Anne, journal
Behold: The Power of the Mind
I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the mnid! Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the first and last ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can still raed it wouthit a porbelm. This is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh?
:wow:
This makes me seriously stand in awe of the power of the mind. :worship: The best part is, once you open your mind to it the first time, it becomes so darn easy...onc
Nope, the Zutarians didn't die... by Amy-Anne, journal
Nope, the Zutarians didn't die...
I found myself switching my webcam everyday as I came across more epic/hilarious zutara goodness, so I finally gave up and decided to post it all in a journal so you may all see it and join in on the fun.
Here we go.
Well, have you? Have YOU switched your search engine to Blackle yet? =D
SAVE WATTS!! GO BLACK!! :w00t:
Hey, it could result in conserving 750 megawatt hours/year.
Not that I'm anti-google or anything, but compared to Blackle, it does seem to be sucking quite a bit of valuable energy out of the search engine straw...
So, why not?
Every little bit counts. :heart: :peace: :meditate: :earth:
Saving the earth one search engine at a time. =D
Psssst...btw...I've got a few more goodies up my sleeve for my beloved zutarians, don't you worry yourselves...:paranoid: :evillaugh: :plotting:
Now shoo and make Blackle your home page! ;)
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