{As found on Dictionary.com}

RANDOM (Adjective)

          proceeding, made, or occurring without definite aim, reason, or pattern

4. Informal

> unknown, unidentified, or out of place

> odd and unpredictable in an amusing way

I figured these were good explanations for what this blog is all about. But it also depends on the readers. Then again this blog is open-ended to the ends of the earth! It may seem as if I'm talking to the readers but also to the blog itself (if that makes sense???) ...FREE INDIRECT SPEECH! Good ole Jane ;)

Dear Readers --- and all who come across this blog and just so happens to read this, I won't lie to you (ever!). Besides being Honest...I should WARNING! CAUTION! you on Randomness, Wordiness, Rambling, Eccentricness (if that is even a word, I guess not seeing how it's underlined in red), Extreme & Bizarre Connections, and Going Off Topic let alone The Handle. If you can't Handle (you see what I did there?) that this is not the blog for you because none of that will likely diminish. (Why should it?) Also I should caution those that do stick it out and read that there may be posts pertaining to education subjects, theatre, K-Dramas, and even Taboo ( but realistic everyday life situations). Ya know, I won't tell you everything — hell, I can't tell you everything because I don't even know what will come to mind until...and because that's CHEATIN'!!! Let's leave a little mystery, shall we? Groovy!

Now that you have read the fine print and you're still reading or any of what was just said has piqued your interest then...

https://youtu.be/R-atnbh-H7E

Stay Tuned there is more to come!

Stay

ρ€@©h¥ Keen!♥

OliveJuuiice

So this entry is continuing the stories from my recent trip. On my last flight a few things happened one right after the other. By the time it was all over I figured I pretty much dreamed it. I mean I had to have dreamed it. Or maybe I'm too much of a sheltered person to realize that all I was witnessing was in fact happening before my very eyes.

Although there was some incest going on in the atmosphere I did have the common sense to look out for eye candy. Ooh! And let me tell you—Willy Wonka would have been so jealous and pissed. I mean he can't sell what I saw—I mean unless he was running an escort business♥. But Gene Wilder would never do that. Johnny Depp? Mmmm Maybe— you saw how sleek he looked. I know—Random Crazy Thoughts.

REMEMBER: You're a Bear!

So I get on this plane and I'm kinda dreading it though I mean my assigned seating. I'm in the Freakin Exit Row.

So I get my seat, sit down, and I'm like...

WELL HELL! This is the best leg room I've ever had...

But all happy-go-lucky me is diminished when I turned to my left and I read the instructions on the door.

A DOOR! Not a nice small window—a freakin door. My eyes zoom in all the detachable things next to me.

IT WAS SO FREAKIN TEMPTING!!!

Then a vision came to me like a message from my Father above—showing me exactly what to do if we should start to crash. It was crystal clear and I wasn't afraid anymore! The fear also seemed to go away at the vision of me being the hero. People panicking and can't get the other exit door open so I open mine and yell "Go. You're free!" The other exit people are freaking out yanking on the handle but it ain't budging. So I push them aside.

SO STRONG!

"Here. I can help!"

First try it pops open.

"Go! You're Free!

Stay

ρ€@©h¥ Keen!♥

OliveJuuiice

P.S. The girl in the red in the video... https://youtu.be/1y8aYd9uqFY

Somebody should have let her borrow a training bra...shame, shame...Yup I said it...

3:47pm – Sunday, Sept 27, 2015

Mary-Kate and Ashley

Hairy Kate and Ashy = My legs during the summer and occasionally through the winter♥

        You don't have to pay attention to that little tidbit right there if you don’t want to—I just...I just had to get that off my chest♥

NOW! The meat of the story or maybe I should I say—the center of the universe heh heh

That's right! It's about Pluto.

"You heard about Pluto? That's messed up, right?" —Gus [Psych]

              You're late!

Yes, but fashionably late I dare say! And I don't care how late it is I must declare the truth please hear me out — Bear with me!♥

PLUTO IS A PLANET!

Not a moon of fûcking Neptune!

If it was a moon

*REMEMBER: You're a Bear*

It would be the same​ size as the rest of Neptune's other moon(s).

PAUSE!

Let me look this shït up!!!

             You have no earthly idea what you're talking about, do you?

Yes. I admit it! I have no facts to back up what I'm saying♥

BUT let me state my case​! (Or theory I guess) … (o)_____(O)

Those specific scientists who have so "suddenly" sarcasm and thoroughly "discovered"/determined that Pluto was not a planet.

Well get this Pluto has been a planet for thousands of hundreds of years! We 90s kids and many kids before us have used Pluto to get through school.

              What the hell are you talking about!?!

Like you don't remember: If you know it, sing it with me.

(insert music symbol)

My Very Exotic Mother Just Sat Under Neptune Planet

(insert music symbol)

That was just to help us with the order of the planets HAHAHAHA!!!

But oh no, it didn't just stop there!

It helped with math class too!

Hold on...wait a minute...mmm maybe I got that one wrong.

PAUSE!

Let me look this shït up!

*REMEMBER: YOU'RE A BEAR!*

Iiiiiiiii.....am gonna have to get back to you soon on this subject at hand.

*REMEMBER!: You're a Bear and You're With Me!

​

Stay

ρ€@©h¥ Keen!♥

OliveJuuiice

                  Stay Tuned!

                            Keep a Look out for....

"You Can't Change History Let Alone The Universe part II"

Theme Songs

What is Love? By Raven-Symone

What's Love Got To Do With It? By Tina Turner

What is Love? By Jennifer Lopez

What is Love? By Haddaway

The title should have been a warning itself. You had to see this coming sooner or later. I bet you were hoping for later, yeah?

   >>>No! Didn't think you would ever talk about love.

Hey! I already made it damn muddy clear how this blog would turn out. Imma talk about anything and everything that comes to my mind♥. The only thing I have no control over is whether I get arrested or not from anything included in my blog! Haha I probably just jinxed myself♥

So let's get to it, yeah?

You're A Bear and you're With Me!

The other day I was at work---

  >>>You got a real job!?

Why so surprised? Yes, I do! I work in a...target-specific store. No! I don't work for the store just inside the building.

  >>>I said a real job.

This is a real job, fûck-duck! It's part-time on the weekends $15 an hour. Just because I don't give you the​'t mean it's a fake job...Just means I don't trust random people knowing all my business—I WATCH UNSOLVED MYSTERIES!!!

But honestly, writing will always be my real job♥

So at work. I see this couple come in. The were older but not old. But you could tell they keep it lively w/ their relationship! They were literally tickling and poking each other. I mean the guy was missing a few teeth (I noticed as he laughed) but they had a real, pure, loving relationship.

Now don't think I'm getting too soft around my edges. They will always be rough!

*REMEMBER: You're A Bear!

But it just made me remember something a few months ago.

I had an epiphany about Love.

  >>>  0_______O

Oh, don't make that face. Epiphanies happen all the time—but does Love?

Sorry that's a stupid question. Don't answer that.

As you can see, the above theme songs for this entry is about Love —defining it, questioning it and doubting/believing in it. Just humour me—give me a chance to enlighten or humour you if I can make you laugh. I'll tell this like a story, okay?

So one day (see sounds like a story already, huh?) I was taking a shower and I reflected on the time I was in love and the guy I was in love with. I had just had one of my crying fits earlier that week. You know the ones where you pray to God to make the pain go away or ask to allow you to see this person before they really get married all the while...SNOT is gushing out of your nose, you're slobbering on your good ole faithful teddy bear named Robert that you had since 6th grade, eyes swelling —lips too! And your nose gets stuffy but miraculously is still flowing like Niagara Falls.

Yeah it wasn't so bad—believe me I've had worse. A few days later it was Tuesday, my busiest night (most of the TV shows I watch religiously plays a new episode). This night was a tad bit different. A friend that I hadn't spoken to in months messaged me and since I was still on hangover from that crying fit I told her almost everything (Everything cold take days) she told me everything I've already heard from others and that I already knew myself. (Don't you just hate that!?)

She tells me this guy that I love,

"has a gf and is happy with her."

"I know he has a girlfriend"

Yes, I knew but I didn't recognize it.

  >>> What? I don't understand.

You see, it's like when a grumpy teacher asks,

    "Are you listening?"

     "Yes."

      "Repeat what I just said."

      "uh..."

     "You heard but you weren't listening."

If you were listening you can repeat it word for word. Hear is without knowing. Listening is hearing and knowing.

All I was doing was hearing. I wasn't allowing myself to know the facts: he is happy with someone that is his girlfriend.

All of a sudden I was like, "Well...dang! He's happy and not thinking about me obviously. Well....dang! I need to find my own happiness."

What is this false hope I have?

It never hit me so hard.

What is this delusion I have that he still loves me? Hold the hell up! Was he even in love with me? You didn't even have a confirmation from his own mouth that he even liked you!

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiip!

That's enough from my own experience. But some of you—women and men— your experience was similar to this! [NOT necessarily the crying, over thinking, analyzing memories and all that was said, questioning, talking to yourself, zoning out in the middle of the day/conversation/event etc.

A lot of us if not all experience some if not all of these "symptoms".

You know what! For once let me hear from you guys! It doesn't have to be personal —like if you're like,

      +++"Bîtch! It ain't none of your business!"

      +++Then I'll be like, "Okay! Relegate!"

OR

      +++If you're like, "Get in your cell!"

     +++Then I'll be like, "Okay! Justice!"

You can​, instead, just give me your view(s) or belief(s) on love. I won't ask you why you feel a certain way. I enjoy enlightenment!

*REMEMBER: You're a Bear and you're With Me♥

For those who just want to vent then I grant you passage to do so. It doesn't have to be a paragraph or just one sentence. I don't like putting limits on thoughts, feelings, or anything that has to do with the art of writing. So feel free to just say

"Peace, Love, and Flower Power!"

OR

Tolstoy's War and Peace

I'll read it.♥ https://youtu.be/_dTKBXwcqzM

But I won't give feedback unless you put the Bear Paw sign

kk?

Otay!!!

TTFN

Stay

ρ€@©h¥ Keen!♥

OliveJuuiice

            Stay Tuned!

                Keep a Look out for....

"You, Me, and Netflix Daydreams #1"