miryiah23
People.
I don't like people.
They're mean and greedy. They care more about themselves than anyone else. Most of the time. But every once in awhile, something will happen that brings them all together, and they'll suddenly start caring. I don't know if it's beautiful or sad.
Oh dear. Did they do this on purpose? Because of 9/11?
Yes, 9/11 was sad. Awful things happened, people died. People lost people they loved, and I feel awful for them. I wish that they would be okay, but they're not. But I'm so sick of hearing about it. It's all anyone has been talking about today. Why can't we focus on the positive things?
A place to store things. A place to hide.
If I was to use one, I think I'd hide. I'd like to get away for awhile.
Just for a bit.
Or maybe more than a bit.
I'd just like to leave for awhile.
This was yesterdays word.
I already wrote about it.
And I swear to Groban it's mocking me. Icing is such a happy word, and both yesterday and today, I have been nothing near happy. So why do I have to write about this happy word?
Icing? Like the icing on a cake?
Something that we frost cake with?
Or perhaps it means the "good part". (ex. This is the icing on cake.)
It's an odd word. It means more than one thing, but for the most part, its meaning is always positive.
Hm.
Okie dokie.
Well, we follow instructions. Don't we? I mean, we do most of the time, and if we don't follow instructions, it doesn't usually end well. Instructions are there for a reason. They're there to guide us, aren't they?