Are the most important people in my life next to my family.
They keep me sane and from losing my mind...mostly.
They are the for me.
They are fun to hang out with.
They support me.
With the friends I have, who needs a relationship?
Who needs a special someone?
I have a lot of special people in my life whom I would not want not make it through a lot of stuff without.
Whether it is a girls night, a Wednesday night at Starbucks, or just chatting back and forth on facebook, I cherish all of them.
That is no lie.
I love all of them in their own ways.
The true friends.
Not fakes ones.
The friends that I can trust.
The friends that will probably be around for a long time.
The friends that I do not have to talk to or see all the time.
In the end, no matter what they are there for me when I need them.
It is true we do not all talk a lot.
It is true we do not see each other a lot.
It does not matter.
We pick up from where we left of regardless.
So...
IF you are sad.
If you need a prayer.
If you need a hug.
A shoulder to cry on.
An ear to listen no matter what.
I am here for you.
Just like you were here for me.
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Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Horses
*So I wrote this song about horses in class and it turned out pretty good. I got a lot of compliments on it from my teacher. Therefor, I figured I would share it. Keep in mind I do not consider myself strong in poetry but here goes nothing. Let me know what you think!*
Chorus:
When I was growing up,
I wanted many a horse.
Pink ones. Purple ones.
White ones. Rainbow ones.
Horses with polka dots.
Horses with stripes.
All these horses I wanted to keep in my mind.
Horses with one horn.
Unicorns.
I wanted a unicorn.
(Chorus)
I was not picky.
Any color would do
When I was growing up,
The world was my own.
My own imagination
(chorus)
Horses to carry me far way
Horses to ride on for long distances.
A horse with my prince charming to ride on.
A white stallion
(Chorus)
the mand for me would carry me away on a stallion
A white stallion
We would fall in love.
We would have a lot of horses.
We would live on a ranch.
(Chorus)
Who needs horses with all these colors?
Just white will do.
It will do
As long as
I have my prince charming
(Chorus)
As long as he is there to sweep me off my feet
As long as we live on a ranch
Now that imagination will always be a dream.
I no longer want a purple horse.
I no longer want a pink one.
Nor a rainbow one.
I do not want one with polka dots.
I do not want one with stripes
(Chorus)
If it has stripes it is a zebra anyway.
I want a normal horse.
Or two
Or five
With one horn
I want a unicorn
If only they were real
A purple one would do
Yes a purple unicorn
The man I marry will find me a purple unicorn
(Chorus)
If only I knew
Where my stallion was today
With my prince
Charming.
I suppose
In these modern times
A Mustang would do
A white one
To stick to the cliche
As long as
My prince was inside
(Chorus)
Chorus:
When I was growing up,
I wanted many a horse.
Pink ones. Purple ones.
White ones. Rainbow ones.
Horses with polka dots.
Horses with stripes.
All these horses I wanted to keep in my mind.
Horses with one horn.
Unicorns.
I wanted a unicorn.
(Chorus)
I was not picky.
Any color would do
When I was growing up,
The world was my own.
My own imagination
(chorus)
Horses to carry me far way
Horses to ride on for long distances.
A horse with my prince charming to ride on.
A white stallion
(Chorus)
the mand for me would carry me away on a stallion
A white stallion
We would fall in love.
We would have a lot of horses.
We would live on a ranch.
(Chorus)
Who needs horses with all these colors?
Just white will do.
It will do
As long as
I have my prince charming
(Chorus)
As long as he is there to sweep me off my feet
As long as we live on a ranch
Now that imagination will always be a dream.
I no longer want a purple horse.
I no longer want a pink one.
Nor a rainbow one.
I do not want one with polka dots.
I do not want one with stripes
(Chorus)
If it has stripes it is a zebra anyway.
I want a normal horse.
Or two
Or five
With one horn
I want a unicorn
If only they were real
A purple one would do
Yes a purple unicorn
The man I marry will find me a purple unicorn
(Chorus)
If only I knew
Where my stallion was today
With my prince
Charming.
I suppose
In these modern times
A Mustang would do
A white one
To stick to the cliche
As long as
My prince was inside
(Chorus)
Sunday, September 26, 2010
stupid memoir.
I have to rewrite the first 8 pages. I lost my flash drive. I am kind of upset. I am wasting time. I could of had the first half of my memoir done today. No kidding. Now I have to rewrite it. Good thing it is a memoir. Meaning it is my memory. Meaning it is easy to write. All I have to do is recall memories again. Fortunately I am in the good memories still and I did not get to the serious parts yet. I can only live through the sad parts of this memoir once. It is going to be hard enough for me to write when I have to face all the emotions I went through in my friendship with Terrence. I miss him terribly and I am probably going to cry when I read it out loud to my classmates.Now I am on here to get my thoughts going and to get over a writer's block. I have discovered that writing in here really gets my juices going. Reading the textbook for this class really gets my inspired too. I also concluded that I cannot actually write on a computer. I can type what I already wrote but I cannot write. I need a notebook and a pen or pencil. When I type it I edit as I type. I make it better. There is no creativity for me when I restrict myself to the computer. It seems so final. I do not like that. Well I am going back to my memoir. Hopefully I can knock a lot of it out today. Wish me luck!
P.S. Does anyone want to read it when I am done? If so, I can put it in here in parts. Considering it is going to be 30-40 pages when I am done I do not want to post it all at once. I will post it in parts so it will be easier for you all to read. Let me know! :)
P.S. Does anyone want to read it when I am done? If so, I can put it in here in parts. Considering it is going to be 30-40 pages when I am done I do not want to post it all at once. I will post it in parts so it will be easier for you all to read. Let me know! :)
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Dear Secret Admirer
What do you really know about me? What can you possibly know about someone by simply reading random words they type on random occasions? I do know one person who reads my blog when I post it but she is not a follower on here.
One day at church, we were sharing the peace and she told me she is stalking me.
She admitted that she reads my blog every time. This made me happy. I have more people reading it than I have followers. So even though it says I have 6 followers I really have like 10 ish. There are just people who do not want to sign up for this website to be an official blogger.
Well my mission to you all is to get me some followers.
I want this blog to be HUGE! I want it to be a big sensation. I want a ton of people that I have never met in my life to read it.
I may think that it is boring and stupid but you all like it for some reason.
Seriously, why do you waste your time and read this crap?
This is terrible writing and I am pretty sure it decreases your intelligence every time you read it. It is non sense really. It is just a wanna be writer writing away in the basement of her parents' house.
Someday I will write an amazing novel and it will be a best seller.
Until that day comes I stick to blogging. I know that even though I think what I write is crap you all enjoy it for some reason.
Is it really that good?
Well secret admirer you know one more thing about me. When it comes to writing sometimes I am insecure only because I am a perfectionist. I want everything I write and publish to be perfect. If I leave in typing errors or spelling errors it is either to make a point or just for style. There is one blog where I left most of my typing errors. That was the hardest blog I ever wrote. I wanted to fix the errors so badly but I fought the urge and left them in there for the world to see how bad of a typist I really am.
Oh secret admirer someday we will meet, hopefully in New York and life will be grand. I will be teaching and writing. You will be doing what you do best. Only time can tell. I am getting tired all. This is a real late blog. Good night.
One day at church, we were sharing the peace and she told me she is stalking me.
She admitted that she reads my blog every time. This made me happy. I have more people reading it than I have followers. So even though it says I have 6 followers I really have like 10 ish. There are just people who do not want to sign up for this website to be an official blogger.
Well my mission to you all is to get me some followers.
I want this blog to be HUGE! I want it to be a big sensation. I want a ton of people that I have never met in my life to read it.
I may think that it is boring and stupid but you all like it for some reason.
Seriously, why do you waste your time and read this crap?
This is terrible writing and I am pretty sure it decreases your intelligence every time you read it. It is non sense really. It is just a wanna be writer writing away in the basement of her parents' house.
Someday I will write an amazing novel and it will be a best seller.
Until that day comes I stick to blogging. I know that even though I think what I write is crap you all enjoy it for some reason.
Is it really that good?
Well secret admirer you know one more thing about me. When it comes to writing sometimes I am insecure only because I am a perfectionist. I want everything I write and publish to be perfect. If I leave in typing errors or spelling errors it is either to make a point or just for style. There is one blog where I left most of my typing errors. That was the hardest blog I ever wrote. I wanted to fix the errors so badly but I fought the urge and left them in there for the world to see how bad of a typist I really am.
Oh secret admirer someday we will meet, hopefully in New York and life will be grand. I will be teaching and writing. You will be doing what you do best. Only time can tell. I am getting tired all. This is a real late blog. Good night.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Green
I think we should all be a little more aware of our environment. God gave us this beautiful land and we have ruined a lot of it.
It is true that we need to provide facilities to function.
Are all of the really necessary though?
Example: Is it really necessary to have restaurants and stores open 24 hours a day?
No it is not.
But we like to have that convenience. That is all it is. It is just a convenience.
I cannot lie. I do go to Meijer sometimes late at night. Sometimes I go to these said 24 hour restaurants. So I am not saying I am perfect. (No one is perfect. If we lived in a world of perfection it would be quite boring.)
I am just saying that we over use our resources. In a sense we are killing the planet slowly but surely.
Driving is another thing.
If I can walk or ride my bike somewhere within a reasonable distance I will.
I try not to take advantage of my car.
If I could get by without driving at all, I would be happy.
If I could walk or ride my bike everywhere, I would be okay with that.
I cannot do that in Michigan though.
At least I cannot do it now.
I am not going to be riding my bike at 1 or 2 in the morning when I get off work.
I am not going to wake up extra early to ride my bike 20 miles to class. No sir.
It is just I like riding or walking when I can.
It gives me exercise.
It gives me semi fresh air.
It helps the environment.
It does not help a lot but it all adds up in the end.
Just like driving adds up in the end. All of that gas in the air is not good.
I wish everyone had the same thought process of me so this world was a cleaner place to live.
When I was riding my bike to work today, I saw several pieces of garbage on the ground. If I had somewhere to put it, I would have picked it up and thrown it away. It is disgusting how much people litter though.
I do not understand how people can just leave trash around like that.
You see there are these things called trash bags.
They are glorious.
When you are done with your trash you can put it in the trash bag. At the end of the week, you can give your trash to the garbage truck and it will all be taken care of.
*Sigh*
Well that is my rant for the day. Good night everyone!
It is true that we need to provide facilities to function.
Are all of the really necessary though?
Example: Is it really necessary to have restaurants and stores open 24 hours a day?
No it is not.
But we like to have that convenience. That is all it is. It is just a convenience.
I cannot lie. I do go to Meijer sometimes late at night. Sometimes I go to these said 24 hour restaurants. So I am not saying I am perfect. (No one is perfect. If we lived in a world of perfection it would be quite boring.)
I am just saying that we over use our resources. In a sense we are killing the planet slowly but surely.
Driving is another thing.
If I can walk or ride my bike somewhere within a reasonable distance I will.
I try not to take advantage of my car.
If I could get by without driving at all, I would be happy.
If I could walk or ride my bike everywhere, I would be okay with that.
I cannot do that in Michigan though.
At least I cannot do it now.
I am not going to be riding my bike at 1 or 2 in the morning when I get off work.
I am not going to wake up extra early to ride my bike 20 miles to class. No sir.
It is just I like riding or walking when I can.
It gives me exercise.
It gives me semi fresh air.
It helps the environment.
It does not help a lot but it all adds up in the end.
Just like driving adds up in the end. All of that gas in the air is not good.
I wish everyone had the same thought process of me so this world was a cleaner place to live.
When I was riding my bike to work today, I saw several pieces of garbage on the ground. If I had somewhere to put it, I would have picked it up and thrown it away. It is disgusting how much people litter though.
I do not understand how people can just leave trash around like that.
You see there are these things called trash bags.
They are glorious.
When you are done with your trash you can put it in the trash bag. At the end of the week, you can give your trash to the garbage truck and it will all be taken care of.
*Sigh*
Well that is my rant for the day. Good night everyone!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
it is hot out
This was going to be a drunken blog. I must confess.
However, when I was trying to write in the body of my blog, it was not allowing me on my phone. It kept opening the search engine. This I did not appreciate.
By the way I am single.
Yes. I broke up with Devin.
It had to be.
It is better this way.
If one has to question a relationship, in my mind, it is not meant to be. It did not feel right anymore. It got to the point where I got annoyed when he would message me. There were awkward pauses where words should have been.
I thought and prayed on it for a long time.
It was not an easy decision by any means. I know he is hurt. He probably hates me right now. But, why do I want to stay in a relationship that I am unhappy in?
There was nothing he could do.
It just was not working anymore.
Moving on.
I need to update this more?
Why?
A good friend of mine and I were talking. (The same friend that encouraged me to begin this blog in the first place.) we decided that I could have a secret admirer who read this and I would not even know. How cool would that be?
Dear Secret Admirer,
If you are reading this. Or if one exists, keep on reading. I hope you enjoy and that someday we meet in New York. New York because it is my dream to live there.
Now I have no one holding me back.
I have nothing but support.
That's right.
New York, I will see you soon.
Secret Admirer, I hope you sing well. I melt for a guy with a good voice. Ask anyone. They will confirm it without hesitation.
Now I need to get back to my assignment for creative writing.
Thank you for listening.
However, when I was trying to write in the body of my blog, it was not allowing me on my phone. It kept opening the search engine. This I did not appreciate.
By the way I am single.
Yes. I broke up with Devin.
It had to be.
It is better this way.
If one has to question a relationship, in my mind, it is not meant to be. It did not feel right anymore. It got to the point where I got annoyed when he would message me. There were awkward pauses where words should have been.
I thought and prayed on it for a long time.
It was not an easy decision by any means. I know he is hurt. He probably hates me right now. But, why do I want to stay in a relationship that I am unhappy in?
There was nothing he could do.
It just was not working anymore.
Moving on.
I need to update this more?
Why?
A good friend of mine and I were talking. (The same friend that encouraged me to begin this blog in the first place.) we decided that I could have a secret admirer who read this and I would not even know. How cool would that be?
Dear Secret Admirer,
If you are reading this. Or if one exists, keep on reading. I hope you enjoy and that someday we meet in New York. New York because it is my dream to live there.
Now I have no one holding me back.
I have nothing but support.
That's right.
New York, I will see you soon.
Secret Admirer, I hope you sing well. I melt for a guy with a good voice. Ask anyone. They will confirm it without hesitation.
Now I need to get back to my assignment for creative writing.
Thank you for listening.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Go away writer's block
I have a terrible writer's block. I want to write a memoir. At least I want to start my memoir. I need to write 30-40 pages by the end of the semester. I need to write and turn these in. It is part of my grade. So why can I not write about my life? Why can I not write down my dearest memories of my childhood? I had a good childhood. I have had a good life. Go away Mr. Block. I hate you. I need to write. I need to write well. Maybe I should write about more recent events. I should write about my relationship with my ex. That will hurt to write about but maybe it will be good to write about. It will be nice to let everyone hear about it. Or maybe I can continue the story I was writing before with a friend of mine. But then I need to talk to him more. Surely I could come up with 30-4o pages with what I have so far from talking to him. I don't know. I have never been this stuck in my writing. I can usually just sit down and the juices start flowing. But why, as soon as I start up Microsoft word, do I freeze up after a very brief introduction? Maybe I should just write it in a notebook and type it up later. Yes. I think that is what I am going to do. For whatever reason a notebook feels more comfortable to type in. Microsoft Word seems so final and formal. I mean, JK Rowling wrote part of the first Harry Potter on napkins at a bar. If she can do that, I can surely write in a notebook. It is not much different. I think she is wonderful. I do not care what anyone says. She is a phenomenal writer and deserves anything she gets. Stephanie Meyers on the other hand is a different story. She is terrible. Her characters are terrible. I wish she made better protagonists. Bella and Edward really annoy me. I am not going to lie. I just want to slap them both sometimes. Okay, I think I should be able to at least get something down on paper now. Wish me luck!
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Music to my ears
Think about your favorite song. Think about how it makes you feel. Why is it your favorite song? Think of one line in the song. I am sure after listening to it over and over again you can sing the song from memory. It is a song that no matter how rough or long a day is, your whole world is complete. Music is an amazing thing. It can take the worse day and make it better. It can take a good day and make it bad. It does amazing things in movies. It adds suspense. It adds romance. It tells helps tell the story. Music is life. You can say that you do not like music but that is a lie. Everyone likes music. Everyone has an artist they love. Everyone has that one song that just makes the day worth it. Everyone has a genre. A genre can tell a lot about a person. Me? I listen to EVERYTHING. That is not an exaggeration. I can go from Beethoven to Eminem to Taylor Swift. It does not even phase me. My IPOD must have bipolar when I put it on random. I never know what is going to play next. Quite frankly, I like it like that. I like the unexpected surprise of not knowing what my IPOD will play for me. I put all that music on there but I never know what order it is going to play the songs for me.
Anyways, I am getting off topic like always....
I worked a REALLY long shift at work yesterday. By REALLY long I mean like 14 hours. No joke. When I got into my car I was exhausted and ready for bed. I just wanted to take a shower and call it a day. I turned on my radio and THE SONG came on. The one song that makes my day better no matter how bad it was. Jimmy Eat World-The Middle. It makes me smile every time. It never fails. It just makes me smile. It has such a positive message. It is as if they wrote that song with me in mind. It is my theme song. No joke.
Hey
Don't write yourself off yet
It's only in your head you feel left out
Or looked down on
Just do your best
Be everything you can
....
See?
I told you!
That song is amazing.
I mean yeah it is a little longer than that.
It is the ultimate self esteem pick me up song.
I love them.
No one knows a lot about them.
They are barely on the radio.
They only release a new song every few years.
I am okay with that.
Come September 26th, I am going to purchase their new c.d.
Yes I am crazy for Jimmy Eat World and I am okay with that. I like that you do not hear a lot about them. They are a well known band that is not so well known...
Now if they would only tour in Michigan so I could see them play live...
Then my life would be complete.
(Why is stupid Adam Lambert going through my head? Ugh.)
Then there are songs that just remind me of certain people.
I hear the songs and I go oh...I should call so and so.
Devin has a song. It is All my Lovin-The Beatles. When ever I hear that I get happy because it probably means he is calling me and I will be able to hear his voice. I will be able to talk to him for a brief amount of time. I cherish every moment that I am able to talk to him and just hear his voice.
What is your favorite song? Why do you like it so much? What makes it the ONE song that always makes your day?
Anyways, I am getting off topic like always....
I worked a REALLY long shift at work yesterday. By REALLY long I mean like 14 hours. No joke. When I got into my car I was exhausted and ready for bed. I just wanted to take a shower and call it a day. I turned on my radio and THE SONG came on. The one song that makes my day better no matter how bad it was. Jimmy Eat World-The Middle. It makes me smile every time. It never fails. It just makes me smile. It has such a positive message. It is as if they wrote that song with me in mind. It is my theme song. No joke.
Hey
Don't write yourself off yet
It's only in your head you feel left out
Or looked down on
Just do your best
Be everything you can
....
See?
I told you!
That song is amazing.
I mean yeah it is a little longer than that.
It is the ultimate self esteem pick me up song.
I love them.
No one knows a lot about them.
They are barely on the radio.
They only release a new song every few years.
I am okay with that.
Come September 26th, I am going to purchase their new c.d.
Yes I am crazy for Jimmy Eat World and I am okay with that. I like that you do not hear a lot about them. They are a well known band that is not so well known...
Now if they would only tour in Michigan so I could see them play live...
Then my life would be complete.
(Why is stupid Adam Lambert going through my head? Ugh.)
Then there are songs that just remind me of certain people.
I hear the songs and I go oh...I should call so and so.
Devin has a song. It is All my Lovin-The Beatles. When ever I hear that I get happy because it probably means he is calling me and I will be able to hear his voice. I will be able to talk to him for a brief amount of time. I cherish every moment that I am able to talk to him and just hear his voice.
What is your favorite song? Why do you like it so much? What makes it the ONE song that always makes your day?