Tuesday, March 30, 2010

there was this joke once

that i read.

more like a riddle really.


Q: What is a thing that belongs to you, but your friends use it more than you do?

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A: Your Name.

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It's quite true, actually.

I was pondering it today. Pondering my name really.

So I tested it out on my tongue for a bit.


Alana. Al-lah-nah. A- LAH-na. AAAA-lana. Ala-NAH.



and the weirdest thing was that it sounded so very foreign!

I mean you don't actually think about these things when you're introducing yourself to people. It's like "Hey I'm So-and-So." but it really doesn't quite hit you.

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so was just wondering what makes me an Alana. How it defines my being exactly.


I mean you gotta think about these things sometimes, right?





"Handle bars, and then I let go, let go for anyone
Take me in, and throw out my heart and get a new one

Next thing we're touching
You look at me it's like you hit me with lightning"

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