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August 03

What the Shiz_il?

Holy Smack-whore.
 
What the hey is going down with these spaces?
Frick.
I'm going to use every near-swear word I can.
 
I WANT TO HURT YOUR FEELINGS, is what MSN-Spaces is saying to me.
 
Holy smoke. This is weird. I don't like it at all.
 
I pretty much am really upset.
WHY IS THERE CHANGE WITHOUT CONSULTATION?!
 
Frick. I hate you myspace.
I hate you change.
 
*toungue sticky outtyness!!!!!!!!!!!*
August 01

i want to curl up in a fuzzy blue ball and sleep for 19 years.

Hello is such a simple word. But from the right person, it can mean everything.
 
 
Karl: You might be the most logical person I know. You're level headed, and objective and helpful. Thankyou.
 
Andrew: I like that I can talk to you about really serious things. It is really nice to have a person to contemplate with.
 
Jana: Also logical. But even still, with all your knowledge and wonderful wisdom that you impart upon me, you still can see ridiculous irrationality of my emotions and identify with it and you are the best the best for support.
 
Giacomo: If there was a human pick-me-up, mine would be you. You're one of those little things with wings and a golden aura. Yeah. fo' sho', Giacomo's an angel.
 
Hannie: Thankyou for making me smile every single day.
 
Natalya: You are out of this world crazy fun and I'm so glad I've gotten to spend so much time with you lately.
 
Libb: The hysterical state I work myself into just by being in your presence is one of the best feelings.
 
Dee: Cousins forever. You are beautiful and I love knowing you.
 
Zachary, Matty, Pinto + Wally: You guys are awesome stupid. I'm always laughing and smiling at work acause of you guys. Kailis Kids are way cool.
 
Sarah: Seriously, you are so gorgeous. Your hugs are very awesome. Thankyou for all your incessant teasing and sweetness.
 
Laura: Innocent and sweet and theres so much I didn't know about you.
 
Lesley-Ann: You are absolute goodhearted fun.
 
 
Thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou.
 
 
 
July 17

What's meant to be will always find a way.

WICKED.
 
 
If you minus two days, I just had the best 11 days of my life.
All the days sort of blur together so I'm getting hella good at forgetting what I did all day.
 
It's kinda a combination of hanging out in Penrith Plaza (which is not Penrith Plaza at all, but Westfield Plaza, or something equally communist) and spending lots of money on things i didn't need, walking down Grays Lane, buying belly bars from Cranebrook Villiage Shopping Centre, eating Maccas for lunch, loving Dodger, obtaining home loans from Wizard, buying games, meeting the randoms that my aunt picked up in town, walking to the corner of the street at 9 p.m to get reception on my phone, meeting Tim and Adam and Marc and Donnelle, watching Pirates 2 and Superman Returns and despising both, blowing the power at the place we were staying, needing double socks most of the time, watching Luke (David's brother) run into a pole (sort of), freaking out about all the birds everywhere, walking around town with Chris, another Luke, this girl and David trying to get the girls labret pierced and also trying to return an OC Box Set, pulling up my pants constantly cause i brought the wrong belt, imaginary horses in the paddock beside where we were staying and the 5 sheep across the road, David being sneaky with a Rubik's cube, a bright yellow jumper, making a Woody teddy bear called Norz, going to a Portuguese restaurant and eating cube chips, invisible ink graffiti, stuffed toys out the front of a house, an elaborate alien terrorist plan, a very short and informative visit to the Museum of Fire, being hooligans in the back of a BMW convertible, wrapping David up in a hammock, the disco hallway in his house, coco pops for breakfast, watching Arthur and The Shak and Eurovision, exploring David's jungle of a backyard and lots of kissing.
 
June 30

I could hold your hand.

f i v e    d a y s .
 
 
 
So, just in case you are part of the .146 percentile who has not heard, I'm going to jump on one of these things  on Tuesdee night and after 4000 k's and 6 hours, I'll be bouncing around the arrivals department of Sydney's Domestic Terminal (T2 - just in case you wanted to know. Yizzle. I've totally researched the helk outta that Airport. Did you know they've just opened a Bonds store inside?) with a face like this  and also like this  so it will be an interesting combination.
 
And after that I'll slot some into a machine and train it up to that lovely stop Penrith (after passing places like Rooty Hill and Doonside) and take my second ever Sydney-side cab and be about 30 minutes away from David.
One a scale of 1 to 10 thats pretty freaking wicked.
 
 
So I wanna say thank-you to alla y'all who have stood by and put up with my constant bragging and references and distraction and obsession and most of all I wanna say a huge thank-you for being happy for me, and being the most awesome friends and for being so excited with me and allowing me to express alotta this happiness.
 
You guys are tre awesome.
 
I love you like a kitty loves sunlight.
 
And we all know what that kinda love gets you.
 
CRAP SOUVENIRS!
 
 
 
Wish me safe travels and self control.
June 09

Bless the Day he Came to Be.

angels wings carried him to me.....
 
 
Seeing a car crash is weird scary.
They've kinda become a normal occurrence (which is scary in itself. When is it okay for something so essential in modern life to be so damn dangerous?) and now all over the world 2 cars crash every 60 seconds.
This morning there was a car that had hit another at an intersection, and was thrown straight into the traffic light, knocking it over.
Glass, twisted metal and gravel.
A fire truck, two police cars and one ambulance surrounded the two vehicles-
each car passing the intersection slowed and necks craned out car windows.
 
I think I'm always going to feel shattered after seeing a car accident. Even if there's no death or injuries, I'm always reminded of how risky being on the road is. I'm more than sure that half of the people in the accidents were completely accomplished and safe drivers.
But it's all chance and timing. There's no way of knowing, not until you can't do anything to stop it.
 
I don't want to understand why we accept cars so much when they result in so many problems.
 
Tiny white crosses with flowers (plastic; they last longest, you don't need to replace them) seem so forlorn. There's no names or dates any more, and the colour has faded.
When I was younger, I used to think they marked the graves of pets, because there seemed to be the perfect amount of ground to hold a dog or a cat.
Seeing them now, for a few seconds I'm overwhelmed at the thought that horsepower and convenience means something much more important is lost.
 
 
 
 
 
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