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| My five week break is almost done (i return to school on saturday). Much rest, much catching up with friends, and much nothingness accomplished. We have been making a few changes in our house: new countertops and hardware, ceiling patching, caulking, painting, etc. I have yet to change a toilet seat. Do you suppose that, if I delay, I can escape this disgusting duty? Don't judge me. Randomness is cool. I want to proclaim (for myself) a return to righteous randomness. One of my New Year's Resolutions is to write more. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that random is right. My desktop background is a picture of a camel's face, maybe I will upload it. One must be deliberately random, only therein is random effective. Another one of my New Year's Resolutions is to learn new words. Harnessing the intrinsic power of random is a delicate skill possessed by few, but can be mastered through patient and thoughtful communication. Today, I learned the definition of scupper: "to wait in hiding to attack; put in a dangerous, disadvantageous, or difficult position" -some dictionary. The power of randomosity is so potent and yet so fragile that it should only be entrusted to the hands of those with good hearts and chary forbearance. I'm feeling good about my classes for this semester. Be good, people, and perhaps, in time, you will be deemed worthy of the blessing of randomosity. I think I will change the toilet seat before I go.
P.S. Note the freedom randomness bestows in liberating one from the bondage of standard paragraph procedure. Henceforth, most of my updates will be on toddieo.blogspot.com, by virtue of my inability to update my other blogs.
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| The semester is over. I just got back in Saturday night. So, why did I wait until now to update? I've been chillin'. HELLO. | | |
| Ok, my photos have been uploaded to my Blogger - http://toddieo.blogspot.com . I am redirecting you to that blog, because I may not be able to update my xanga as much. As you may know, I am going to Pensacola Christian College this fall, and I don't know whether xanga will be allowed or not. But, never you fear, if you don't get an update via xanga in a week, visit my blog. There's also a box where you can enter your email to get my updates emailed to you. That way you will only have to visit my blog to leave comments *hint*. Until next time | | |
| My mom got back from Africa a week ago. Cameroon. She's still on Cameroon time. Now, all of us Simms Boys have African outfits. We will be outfitted in these outfits on Sunday. That will be one interesting worship service. Not sure yet as to whether or not I will post pictures. But, if I do, you'd better not make fun of me or... wakhafa. That's a little word that a little girl named Maria taught me. Hhmmm, I'm not even sure that my usage of "that little word" is grammatically correct, perhaps I should have put "You are" in front of it. Oh well, who knows? You certainly don't. *wry grin* About my title, yes I am twenty years old tomorrow. I am sorry that the world is coming to an end so soon. I did all I could to delay it, honestly I did. But, it's inevitable. I will be turning twenty on Sunday in an African outfit. I'm returning to my roots. It's all good, my dawggies. As I told another friend, I think I will spend the rest of Sunday holed up in my room, in the fetal position, nostalgically pondering the path of life. 20 is the new 30. What is the value of three score and ten?
What is the meaning of a vapor?
Where is the best point in a handbreadth?
P.S. If I sound down, you are decieved. Down and Thoughtful and Confused are three different things. Let me put it this way, I see my twentieth birthday as a cliff... ...and I have a hang glider.
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| "For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain." ~ Phillipians 1:21 What does this mean to you? I burned a teapot today. Here's a quote I found: Death's truer name
Is "Onward," no discordance in the roll
And march of that Eternal Harmony
Whereto the world beats time. ~ Tennyson
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