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Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Love: fact or fiction?
You see it everywhere
in the halls of school
on a quick stop by the store
Everywhere
Love
Couples holding hands
Lovers looking into each others eyes
An occasional fight
But
nontheless, love it is.
But readers, I question, Is love possible? Is it possible to have a person that you heart longs for so much, that not even the most desired wish could cure the longing that only the sight of a true lover could? My answer to this question: I dont know. I see so many couples, hanging by what seems to be a miserable thread, but then there are others, who seem to have it all. Now, dont get me wrong my friends, i have had my fair share of feelings, for one guy in particular. Its just that, when I see an unhappy couple, I see two people wanting to be apart. Not ever wanting to look upon the other again. This to me is not love.
But now that i have gone on about what love isnt, let me tell you what it is:
-Love is the first cry of a newborn child
-Love is the nervous first kiss under the starlight
-Love is mother, singing lullabys to her five year old son
-Love is the grandfather, telling stories under a makeshift fort in his living room
-Love is the memories shared between father and daughter, long past grown apart
-Love is a second chance
-Love is a mother and daughter, making Christmas cookies together on a snowy day
-Love is hugging your best friend, in the rain, while you say your goodbyes.
-Love is the "i dos" in a hurricane of "i donts"
-Love is the peace, and the chirping birds flying through the sunny afternoon air.
So my readers, love is not the couple holding hands in your high school hall way, take it from a good friend of mine, most likely, they are "in lust". So dont feel left out when you see a person your heart desires, ignoring you, with some one else, perhaps, not aware you exist. Thats not love, and with time, it will pass. For now, be careful of who you give your heart to, what you consider to be love, or want.
Love is fragile like a rose
if you dont water it
it will slowly fade and whither
xoxo
in the halls of school
on a quick stop by the store
Everywhere
Love
Couples holding hands
Lovers looking into each others eyes
An occasional fight
But
nontheless, love it is.
But readers, I question, Is love possible? Is it possible to have a person that you heart longs for so much, that not even the most desired wish could cure the longing that only the sight of a true lover could? My answer to this question: I dont know. I see so many couples, hanging by what seems to be a miserable thread, but then there are others, who seem to have it all. Now, dont get me wrong my friends, i have had my fair share of feelings, for one guy in particular. Its just that, when I see an unhappy couple, I see two people wanting to be apart. Not ever wanting to look upon the other again. This to me is not love.
But now that i have gone on about what love isnt, let me tell you what it is:
-Love is the first cry of a newborn child
-Love is the nervous first kiss under the starlight
-Love is mother, singing lullabys to her five year old son
-Love is the grandfather, telling stories under a makeshift fort in his living room
-Love is the memories shared between father and daughter, long past grown apart
-Love is a second chance
-Love is a mother and daughter, making Christmas cookies together on a snowy day
-Love is hugging your best friend, in the rain, while you say your goodbyes.
-Love is the "i dos" in a hurricane of "i donts"
-Love is the peace, and the chirping birds flying through the sunny afternoon air.
So my readers, love is not the couple holding hands in your high school hall way, take it from a good friend of mine, most likely, they are "in lust". So dont feel left out when you see a person your heart desires, ignoring you, with some one else, perhaps, not aware you exist. Thats not love, and with time, it will pass. For now, be careful of who you give your heart to, what you consider to be love, or want.
Love is fragile like a rose
if you dont water it
it will slowly fade and whither
xoxo
You know it
Its unfortunate that many of us seem weary or sick of high school. Not only has this mass of classrooms, tattered books, and barf- green carpet housed us and helped us to expand our knowledge, but it has given us the ability to possibly be successful in our future lives. But, why do so many seniors just want to leave? do friends matter? Does learning matter?
My theory is that the longer we spend in this place, the longer we are forced to deal with freshman, sophomores and juniors, the past versions of ourselves. We don't want to look back to where we have been, in we as seniors want to move forward, into adulthood.
College. Are we really as ready as we feel? Or is that just our brain telling us we want something that we cant have, at least not yet. But if you think about it, college is just a larger version of high school. You just get a dorm and possibly live in a new state.
Now i would be suggesting that you enjoy our last days of high school, childhood, and parental housing. But i myself cannot wait until the moment the hats are thrown in the air, and all that can be seen is hundreds of seniors hugging, laughing and celebrating the fact that we made it together.
So, to my followers, all two of them, enjoy what you have here, but don't be afraid to let go of the past in order to embrace the future.
xoxo
My theory is that the longer we spend in this place, the longer we are forced to deal with freshman, sophomores and juniors, the past versions of ourselves. We don't want to look back to where we have been, in we as seniors want to move forward, into adulthood.
College. Are we really as ready as we feel? Or is that just our brain telling us we want something that we cant have, at least not yet. But if you think about it, college is just a larger version of high school. You just get a dorm and possibly live in a new state.
Now i would be suggesting that you enjoy our last days of high school, childhood, and parental housing. But i myself cannot wait until the moment the hats are thrown in the air, and all that can be seen is hundreds of seniors hugging, laughing and celebrating the fact that we made it together.
So, to my followers, all two of them, enjoy what you have here, but don't be afraid to let go of the past in order to embrace the future.
xoxo
Monday, November 28, 2011
BLACK FRIDAY
Time to wake up at three am. get some socks. ya know.
socks that are 25% off. just like any other day at freds.
Really people, Black Friday. the most sought after shopping day in America. i really think the best reason to go is to watch large ladies steal things out of other peoples arms and pepper spray people in order to get the best deals on a xbox that their kids will use once and then forget about. Although, i dont know why im complaining. i woke up at three and got my mom out of bed to go shopping for crap. I had a blast, thank God for black friday, giving americans something to look forward to; shopping at unreasonable hours in the morning in order to get things that we dont need at prices that are still unreasonable. Dont get me started on Christmas shopping. did you get my message?
socks that are 25% off. just like any other day at freds.
Really people, Black Friday. the most sought after shopping day in America. i really think the best reason to go is to watch large ladies steal things out of other peoples arms and pepper spray people in order to get the best deals on a xbox that their kids will use once and then forget about. Although, i dont know why im complaining. i woke up at three and got my mom out of bed to go shopping for crap. I had a blast, thank God for black friday, giving americans something to look forward to; shopping at unreasonable hours in the morning in order to get things that we dont need at prices that are still unreasonable. Dont get me started on Christmas shopping. did you get my message?
Friday, November 18, 2011
Christmas
Thats right... its coming, the yummy cookies, the happy moments, that wonderful holiday spirit.
The snow and and fires
Theres no more to say. The beauty of Christmas is indescribable...
The snow and and fires
Theres no more to say. The beauty of Christmas is indescribable...
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Life is life
Today i was walking down the hall and saw a hot guy. Just thought i would let my two followers know. I was thinking today, wouldnt it be amazing to be laying on a beach, toes in the sand listening to the waves and a hot jamacian man serenading you? haha just a thought. Maybe one day...
Do you ever wonder when you see people what they are thinking? Or perhaps what they think about you? I wish i could read peoples minds. hahaha then i would be a creeperrrr!!!
Right beside me is my green ski jacket. Now that i think about it, so much has happened since i bought it last November. I snuck off for the first time in this jacket, I cross country skiied for the first time in this jacket, I had my first kiss in the jacket, I have had the best day of my life in this jacket, I have faceplanted, skiied, done my first 360, and dropped my first cliff. Its as is it represents a new me. An older me. So much has changed since i first put it on, I now live at my moms. First Boyfriend, i became a little more rebellious. Hmm just a thought. well gotta go
Do you ever wonder when you see people what they are thinking? Or perhaps what they think about you? I wish i could read peoples minds. hahaha then i would be a creeperrrr!!!
Right beside me is my green ski jacket. Now that i think about it, so much has happened since i bought it last November. I snuck off for the first time in this jacket, I cross country skiied for the first time in this jacket, I had my first kiss in the jacket, I have had the best day of my life in this jacket, I have faceplanted, skiied, done my first 360, and dropped my first cliff. Its as is it represents a new me. An older me. So much has changed since i first put it on, I now live at my moms. First Boyfriend, i became a little more rebellious. Hmm just a thought. well gotta go
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Difference
JUST A THOUGHT I hate walking down the halls of my school somedays. thier are girls that are so much prettier and skinnier and more talented, it makes me wonder if i even compare. Even as i look at my friends, i see smarts, talent, amazing personalities and wonderful people. I wonder what people think when they see me.. its always been a thought. Like possible "eww whats with her style" or "oh i like her hair" something like that i guess:/
Today i was day dreaming in math class about touring italy and soaking in the fine tuscan sun. I remember going with my mother, walking around the small market places and seeing the old buildings around us. I remember going to an antique store, and instead of having the usual junk like american stores do, they had things that were from the 1700's and more. It makes me so happy to be able to pick up such an old object. I know it sounds foolish, but everytime i see an old mirror or book, i feel as if they are somehow magical. I almost get this feeling if i touch them i will be sucked into an alternate world and have to live out an adventure and possibly fall in love with a handsome pirate or something. I have had dreams of opening an old book my grandmother gave me, and taking a walk while reading. In these dreams i would find myself in the woods and meet some stranger who would grab my hand and lead me into a secret world. This stranger in my dreams is always tall, dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, with a english accent. His name is always Leo. We would sail off on his caravel in search for something, on a quest, and on the way i somehow would fall in love, obtain a pair of angel wings, and fight something big and reighn victorious. And of course the drama always is in my dreams, hahaha love and stuff. Have you ever thought that the past was somehow magical? Like in moves that take place in the 1800- 1900's thier is always some sort of magical aura. It would be amazing to walk into an alternate world through a wardrobe. Oh yes, i have also always dreamed of moving into a large old house and finding a secret hidden away room with things in it, like old diaries and magical objects that could somehow change my life. It makes me wonder, has anyone ever had an expierience like that? and just not said anything.... i think its possible! haha well homework time, write more on this later..
Today i was day dreaming in math class about touring italy and soaking in the fine tuscan sun. I remember going with my mother, walking around the small market places and seeing the old buildings around us. I remember going to an antique store, and instead of having the usual junk like american stores do, they had things that were from the 1700's and more. It makes me so happy to be able to pick up such an old object. I know it sounds foolish, but everytime i see an old mirror or book, i feel as if they are somehow magical. I almost get this feeling if i touch them i will be sucked into an alternate world and have to live out an adventure and possibly fall in love with a handsome pirate or something. I have had dreams of opening an old book my grandmother gave me, and taking a walk while reading. In these dreams i would find myself in the woods and meet some stranger who would grab my hand and lead me into a secret world. This stranger in my dreams is always tall, dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, with a english accent. His name is always Leo. We would sail off on his caravel in search for something, on a quest, and on the way i somehow would fall in love, obtain a pair of angel wings, and fight something big and reighn victorious. And of course the drama always is in my dreams, hahaha love and stuff. Have you ever thought that the past was somehow magical? Like in moves that take place in the 1800- 1900's thier is always some sort of magical aura. It would be amazing to walk into an alternate world through a wardrobe. Oh yes, i have also always dreamed of moving into a large old house and finding a secret hidden away room with things in it, like old diaries and magical objects that could somehow change my life. It makes me wonder, has anyone ever had an expierience like that? and just not said anything.... i think its possible! haha well homework time, write more on this later..
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