Few of my favorite things…
Can’t remember why I thought I could make a list of my faves. There’s a start, enjoy!
My oldest has this uncanny ability to make me proud af. Sure, she’s only 17-years-old, but impressive nonetheless.
… Our Oldest
Funny as all hell. Until you find out that Netflix CANCELED the damn show after only one season. I mean, really? I could probably list so many other shows that aren’t worth the time, but this one? So much fun, it’s ridiculous. But also sad. And scary. And totally realistic.
Created by Aron Eli Coleite and Brad Peyton and rated TV-MA for MATURE kids only. It’s not for the younger folk, but my 17-year-old and I enjoy Colin Ford, Alyvia Alyn Lind, Sophie Simnett, Austin Crute with so many others, while they move their way through the post apocalypse. I will not mention Ferris Bueller, aka Matthew Broderick, because he really isn’t the most fantastic here, compared to his co stars. This was a funny, unexpected find and just not believing Netflix cancels something that could have been a super fun series. Big fat bummer, so please, watch it and then complain to Netflix…maybe, just maybe…
Check out Daybreak while you can and Netflix can go suck an egg for this one.
p.s. And don’t get me started on “I’m Not Okay With This” – another one, gone. Thanks Netflix.
You’re welcome and enjoy!
“Strap in douche waffles.”
– Angelica Green
aka Alyvia Alyn Lind, Daybreak (2019) Netflix via IMDb
– Tyler Joseph, Holding On To You lyric, TØP
… .TØP.
The need to slow her breathing is detrimental and as vital as silencing her pounding heart. Slowly her eyelids fall shut, and she thrusts all her focus to her core, digging for strength and courage she knew was in her somewhere. She just needed some damn time. No time now to figure out what this means for her and what could be gone. Her focus lands now on her slow, steady, deep breaths.
In, out. In and count to ten. Out till there is nothing left to push out.
Repeat.
Smell the flower, blow out the candle.
Smell the flower. [Deep breath in].
Blow out the candle. [Slow breath out].
Simple. Repeat.
Count. Count again.
Repeat.
Her breath slows, and she barely hears her chest. Finally, she feels centered. Grounded. Her end game was clear: find the others that know about her and if they were in fact, just like her, figure out how difficult destroying them may be.
The last breath she held dear in her lungs sped out of her chest as she heard them coming. Go time.
Hello, hello
I’m not where I’m supposed to be
I hope that you’re missing me
‘Cause it makes me feel young
Hello, hello
Last time that I saw your face
Was recess in second grade
And it made me feel young
Won’t you help me sober up
Growing up it made me numb
And I want to feel something again
Won’t you help me sober up
All the big kids they are drunk
And I want to feel something again
Won’t you help me feel something again
How’s it go again?
Goodbye, goodbye
I said to my bestest buds
We said that we’d keep in touch
And we did our best.
All my new friends
We smiled at party time,
But soon we forgot to smile
At anything else.
My favorite color is you.
You’re vibrating out my frequency.
My favorite color is you,
You keep me young and that’s how I wanna be.
My favorite color is you.
You’re vibrating out my frequency.
My favorite color is you,
You keep me young and that’s how I wanna be.
Hello, hello
I’m not where I’m supposed to be,
I hope that you’re missing me
‘Cuz it makes me feel young.
Hello, hello
Last time that I saw your face
Was recess in second grade,
And it made me feel young.
And I wanna feel something again.
I just wanna feel something again.
How’s it go again?
– aJr
