Monday, May 2, 2011

A Singadoodle Day

Hello People,

Once again, I feel the need to apologize if you've been following this, and see that I've not been posting as frequently as I intended to. But as I said before, I have no intention of disappearing anytime soon, so please don't fret. Please. Don't fret. Thanks.

Moving on -- I'm happy to now report my second round of airplane entries. This time we find ourselves in Aspen, Colorado, a place I frequently traveled to with my family. Skiing had always played a large role in my life, and fortunately continues to. The unfortunate part being, of course, the fact that as a child, I DESPISED skiing. Do you wanna know why? It's a simple reason: Ski school. I may not admit to that directly here, but believe me, it's the reason why. So you can keep that in mind as you read the next series of entries. As usual, enjoy.

P.S. I think I enjoyed makin' webs.

Dear Diary,
Since I love makin’ webs, I am going to make one right……………now, about…………Vacations! right now I am going to make one on the next next page.

Dear Diary,
This plane right has not came off as a start good yet. But I hope that it will be soon. I know seven family’s that are go into Aspen, Snowmass. I have a felling that the plane is going to take off in a few, or in 5 minutes. I really didn’t want to go on this trip, but I have to, so I will. I don’t want to go because I don’t like skiing. The airplane is 3 hours and 12 minutes. But, I still can’t wait till we land. And I do hope that I have a good time on my vacation. I am going to draw an airplane now!

Actually I am landing in 15 minutes or so because we took of almost 3 (three) hours ago. I love myself.

Dear Diary,
Today is Monday, I will even proof that I hate skiing. I did not go skiing today. I don’t want to go any other day, but I half to, so I will. The end!

Dear Diary,
I am not felling that well right now because I have to say Hi to my cousins, but I don’t want too. the end!

Today is the day I go to play with my gay, gay, singadoodle day! 

WTF IS A GAY GAY SINGADOODLE DAY?!?!?! Ok, this is one of the first times I'm looking back at something I wrote as a nine year old and I freaking don't know what the hell I'm talking about. Needless to say, there are several more occasions in which I'd written something that has no reference or meaning to anything. But the mind is a complex thing, especially a child's, so let's not pretend we all didn't do or say odd or bizarre things at times. Or in my case, write them down. Either way, I'm getting a pretty good glimpse into the origins of the odd and often times confusing things that would cross my mind, and still sometimes do. It's comforting to know that weirdness is embedded into our personalities from the beginning, and we can therefore embrace our own unique ways based on the way we were born. Thanks, Gaga, for releasing that song just in time. It helps.

Take care all!

1 comment:

  1. The best part is I can hear you, as a 26 year old adult, saying some of these things now. Maybe even the thing about a Gay Gay Sinagadoodle Day. i guess it would depend on your mood.