Nonsensical Collage #5! Give me your ideas!

One thing I am notorious for making in my broken years of drawing, is the nonsensical collages. What is a nonsensical collage, you ask. A nonsensical collage is just that; a collage of which makes complete and total nonsense! It's pictures, quotes, words, lyrics, etc. all of which may or may not have a tie in with one another. All of them are done in black and white (with the exception of number 3 done as a final exam in high school; that one was done in color), and done on poster matte board.

They look like this (and some of you already know because you've been to my house or you've seen them in the past):



(I apologize for their subtle distortion; it's hard to show what I mean in their actual photobucket size, but you have an idea of what I'm talking about now.

This is where you all, as my pals and lovahs, come in! Give me your most random, off-beat, ridiculous, insightful, crazy, beautiful, eccentric, musical, lovely, dark, poetic, zany ideas! I need as many as possible without the fear of struggling to get it done.

This one will be twice as large as the two shown in this bulletin, so I'll be needing as many ideas as possible!
Spread the word! I don't care if I don't know the people you're asking for ideas from, that's all the greatness!
(and, by doing this, I'll get most of my sanity back with a great distraction)
Thanks!

You know what to say...

Love
You know what to say, and you know that you mean it.
I can still hear our conversations in the dark, and I smile every time. I smile everytime and I cry just a bit each time as well.
"It's refreshing to hear your heartbeat again... it's beating faster now."
"If it is, it's all your fault."

It sounds silly, but I have always dreamed of laying in bed, laughing, cuddling, just plain loving... and I got it to come true.
The problem with that is... it's not true every single day. Now my heart is beating faster and faster, and it's all your fault.

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Frustration
So I manage to take some awesome photos in my spare time (hopefully finances will start brewing in). Anywho, when I get totally miffed by good friends of mine, only for someone else to get the well-deserved promotion I've been desperately seeking for, for their average photos, I get bummed and hurt. Not cool, it's like going behind my back.
It's the only thing I have, since the huge part of me that mattered is states away (yes, it's true.), my best friends are on the other side of the state, and the one I live with is a mere stranger now, I have only one thing I am proud of.
Friends are very important to me and when I get hurt like that, it complicates things.
But the more I talked about it over the course of a few days, I figured how utterly ridiculous it sounded.
Call it a girl thing, I don't know. I can overreact sometime, I think I have that right.

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Happiness
Hanging out with good friends more and more, and creating some awesome memories and inside jokes... well, it deems good for my health, me thinks. And the more I have fun with the current friends that make me smile, the more it doesn't upset me that my unreliable best friend continues to disappoint me.
I went to the bowling alley last night to an event called the Hot Rodder's Ball. I drank myself retarded, got dizzy, played a game for free, hugged a lot of people, took a lot of pictures, and saw some awesome people I haven't seen in awhile.
ALL THE WHILE, I started up a band with a singer friend of mine. Go figure! We'll see how this works out.

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Perseverance
So I'm going to research some classes at a couple of the schools here this week (for sure, I'm not just saying it this time)... I'm not sure what for, but I gotta get goin' on that aspect and figure out what the hell I want to do. I love going to school, to be honest. I procrastinate horribly, but I still love going. I don't want to work at stupidfuck jobs for the rest of my life.