Crystals that show feeling
That can be a pathway to the soul.
Magnificent things that get my mind reeling
Yet somehow help me feel whole.
It's been too long, I think
Since such wonderful diamonds have met mine.
Full of smiles, peace, sincerity
If I'm upset I see them
And suddenly
I feel fine.
And when I'm already at my best,
There are hardly words that can express...
So I just smile back, you see.
Hey, I finally feel like me!
I've always loved those gems,
They are my favorite part,
Just something about them
Finds it's way to my heart.
Though, that's not too much of a surprise.
Because,
You have amazing eyes.
=)
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Marching Band
Yeah today the guard pretty much sucked at marching. You need to be extremely coordinated to march, keep in line, keep in time, do the right flag routine, and on top of that.. gate turns. Right now it's a little discouraging, but we'll get it! Just need to practice... at least I hope we'll get it, and really REALLY soon.. cause we need to. BUT even though I'm not so good with the marching coordination and all that, I still love it! Yes I know I'm crazy for actually liking marching out in the hot sun, but I really do! There's just something in me that really really likes dancing, marching, and flag.. it's great!
Life is a bit confusing right now.. actually a lot bit.. but I know it will work out!
Luvs!
Life is a bit confusing right now.. actually a lot bit.. but I know it will work out!
Luvs!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Nature to People
Open the window, and hear a sudden rush.
Look up, see the movement
then feel a gust, it's expressing itself.
Does nature have moods?
Snow, Rain, Wind, Sun
Every time a new season has begun,
does nature change moods?
Just like people...
People have moods.
Happy, Angry, Confused, Sad
Some change quickly and dramatically
others hardly ever seem to differ
but people change moods.
Nature to People.
Not often thought of
Does nature show emotion through weather?
Then... what makes it cry?
Why does the sun shine?
What makes nature Happy?
Look up, see the movement
then feel a gust, it's expressing itself.
Does nature have moods?
Snow, Rain, Wind, Sun
Every time a new season has begun,
does nature change moods?
Just like people...
People have moods.
Happy, Angry, Confused, Sad
Some change quickly and dramatically
others hardly ever seem to differ
but people change moods.
Nature to People.
Not often thought of
Does nature show emotion through weather?
Then... what makes it cry?
Why does the sun shine?
What makes nature Happy?
And when you hear thunder...
What makes nature Angry?
If weather is nature's way of expression...
[Nature to People]
maybe people express in a similar fashion.
But then... what weather would nature choose if love was it's feeling?
And would people show it by reflecting that weather?
Nature to People
As the weather can be difficult to read,
emotions can be too.
What makes nature Angry?
If weather is nature's way of expression...
[Nature to People]
maybe people express in a similar fashion.
But then... what weather would nature choose if love was it's feeling?
And would people show it by reflecting that weather?
Nature to People
As the weather can be difficult to read,
emotions can be too.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Popsicles are my new Stalker Food.
When you give Stripes and Bri~ crayons, strange things happen....
I drew the first thing that came to my head, and it went from there. If you ask me what it is, I'll just say "That's what happened when the crayon hit the paper!" Because it is. That's probably what happened with Bri~ too, but we didn't use her creation when we went Stalking.
We also had an extra popsicle, a green one. It was slightly melted, but we decided to do it anyway. We texted Mr. Tumble (Sp~) and asked if he was home. "Depends what you're plotting" He responded. So we came, set my random creation on the doorstep, knocked, and ran away. But not far away. The next thing we heard was "umm... thanks!" and we came out of our hiding spot laughing like idiots! :) We explained to Mr. Tumble's family that.. well we couldn't really 'explain' because it's unexplainable, but we tried. They called Mr. Tumble out and you could so tell he was thinking "Here we go again..." We laughed like a bunch of hiyena's on drugs.. and semi- explained the weird gift to him too.
Then Bri~ took me home.
And I ate Peanut Butter.
It made my mouth all sticky!
I drew the first thing that came to my head, and it went from there. If you ask me what it is, I'll just say "That's what happened when the crayon hit the paper!" Because it is. That's probably what happened with Bri~ too, but we didn't use her creation when we went Stalking.
We also had an extra popsicle, a green one. It was slightly melted, but we decided to do it anyway. We texted Mr. Tumble (Sp~) and asked if he was home. "Depends what you're plotting" He responded. So we came, set my random creation on the doorstep, knocked, and ran away. But not far away. The next thing we heard was "umm... thanks!" and we came out of our hiding spot laughing like idiots! :) We explained to Mr. Tumble's family that.. well we couldn't really 'explain' because it's unexplainable, but we tried. They called Mr. Tumble out and you could so tell he was thinking "Here we go again..." We laughed like a bunch of hiyena's on drugs.. and semi- explained the weird gift to him too.
Then Bri~ took me home.
And I ate Peanut Butter.
It made my mouth all sticky!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Poems Poems POEMS!!!!
HOLY MOLEY!!! I've written a whole lot!! Here we go!!
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Never Ending Night
Night. As I sit here, wanting it all to end
I think how lately
sometimes things seem to be endless night.
Will it ever end?
End. Just keep pushing hard
a few more moments
moments? hours? days?
when will I have peace?
Peace. Quite an interesting word.
A synonym to piece,
which is only a part of something
only a part of life is peace
A piece of peace.
The room is quiet.
Quiet. Only the sound of a computer thinking...
not only a computer
but the computer of my mind.
My mind. Ha! Right now my mind is mush.
I can hardly think straight
I'm writing this only to keep my mind going
keep the creativity flowing
so that it doesn't altogether stop.
Stop. Do I need to stop?
Is there a reason to?
No, I cannot.
Instead I should begin.
Begin anew
Try something different.
Push through a few more days
of this endless night.
Night.
Foop.
Blar bang bam boom
kerflabba... zoom!
Zer zer zer zer
gee gee gee
Stop. Pop. Hop! Spot?
Bad? Zar. Blub. Zub nub.
Silly. :)
Nonsense words.
A good interpretation of sound and feeling.
Especially good when the mind is reeling
I feel like Dr. Suess.
What fun!
We were never here...
you didn't see anything.
Wow time to go.
Or is it?
Lingering is also an option.
Talking. Talking is good.
Up we go.
Hey look! A pig!
A Guy original.
At the Franci house.
Exciting. Goodbye.
Now
Now is a good time.
Each day I try to think this.
Now is a good time
to pray
to work
to laugh
to play
a time to love
a time to talk
to be happy
Am I happy now?
Or did I only think I was?
I always feel like there is something missing.
But I don't know what it is.
When will I be able to find it?
Now is a good time.
A time to talk
to make new friends
and strengthen old relationships
to renew ones knowledge of themself
to be more caring
Now is a good time.
A time to love
think before you say and do
do unto others as you would have them do unto you
love everyone, life is better when you try it
Now is a good time.
Don't wait
because now is a good time
all those things you said you'd do
but never did,
Now is a good time.
A time to say goodbye?
Goodbye to old wrongs
goodbye to the past
Don't hold on to the past
but reach for the future
the future is in your grasp.
The past is gone. Let it go.
Now is a good time.
Gold
My blanket is golden
the sun is golden
gold is golden
friends are golden.
Scarlet.
blood is scarlet
scarlet red
death is scarlet
pain is scarlet
hurt is scarlet
Green.
the grass is green
green comes after scarlet
meaning the new life after that red death
Blue.
water is blue
tears are blue
sadness is blue
Am I blue?
No. I am golden.
Golden and green in that new life.
MissingLike a color you can't see
a kind of air you can't breath
it's ultraviolet and it's quiet
But at times you know it's there
it's so prevalent.
that emptiness
What fits in that empty space?
Will I ever find
what goes in it's place?
It's ultraviolet.
Missing II: Ultraviolet
I see a dim purple glow
and I think I begin to know
the ultraviolet
as the warmth of the sun
like the comfort of a blanket
the safe and happy feeling that comes...
I can breath the air now
as the violet becomes less ultra
I can see it
But only just.
I still know there's something missing
is it deeper ultra violet?
Of is it completely on the other side of the spectrum?
Infra red.
Writing.
writing is a sixth sense.
we all see deeper into each other through it
out souls are poured out in our writing
am I writing for you?
or is it really for me?
We see more of ourselves too,
when we write.
Because the soul we pour out
has to be thought about
and forced to be words.
But they are more than words...
Writing is a mirror
whoever looks into it
finds themselves
and those around them too
and there is no limit to how far writing can reflect,
how far it can see.
Become the mirror.
***************************************
I might turn a couple of these into songs eventually.. and the "Missing" poem isn't complete yet, if you noticed it leaves one hanging. That was on purpose, it leaves ME hanging. I still need to figure it out.
well, there you go!
*****************************************
Never Ending Night
Night. As I sit here, wanting it all to end
I think how lately
sometimes things seem to be endless night.
Will it ever end?
End. Just keep pushing hard
a few more moments
moments? hours? days?
when will I have peace?
Peace. Quite an interesting word.
A synonym to piece,
which is only a part of something
only a part of life is peace
A piece of peace.
The room is quiet.
Quiet. Only the sound of a computer thinking...
not only a computer
but the computer of my mind.
My mind. Ha! Right now my mind is mush.
I can hardly think straight
I'm writing this only to keep my mind going
keep the creativity flowing
so that it doesn't altogether stop.
Stop. Do I need to stop?
Is there a reason to?
No, I cannot.
Instead I should begin.
Begin anew
Try something different.
Push through a few more days
of this endless night.
Night.
Foop.
Blar bang bam boom
kerflabba... zoom!
Zer zer zer zer
gee gee gee
Stop. Pop. Hop! Spot?
Bad? Zar. Blub. Zub nub.
Silly. :)
Nonsense words.
A good interpretation of sound and feeling.
Especially good when the mind is reeling
I feel like Dr. Suess.
What fun!
We were never here...
you didn't see anything.
Wow time to go.
Or is it?
Lingering is also an option.
Talking. Talking is good.
Up we go.
Hey look! A pig!
A Guy original.
At the Franci house.
Exciting. Goodbye.
Now
Now is a good time.
Each day I try to think this.
Now is a good time
to pray
to work
to laugh
to play
a time to love
a time to talk
to be happy
Am I happy now?
Or did I only think I was?
I always feel like there is something missing.
But I don't know what it is.
When will I be able to find it?
Now is a good time.
A time to talk
to make new friends
and strengthen old relationships
to renew ones knowledge of themself
to be more caring
Now is a good time.
A time to love
think before you say and do
do unto others as you would have them do unto you
love everyone, life is better when you try it
Now is a good time.
Don't wait
because now is a good time
all those things you said you'd do
but never did,
Now is a good time.
A time to say goodbye?
Goodbye to old wrongs
goodbye to the past
Don't hold on to the past
but reach for the future
the future is in your grasp.
The past is gone. Let it go.
Now is a good time.
Gold
My blanket is golden
the sun is golden
gold is golden
friends are golden.
Scarlet.
blood is scarlet
scarlet red
death is scarlet
pain is scarlet
hurt is scarlet
Green.
the grass is green
green comes after scarlet
meaning the new life after that red death
Blue.
water is blue
tears are blue
sadness is blue
Am I blue?
No. I am golden.
Golden and green in that new life.
MissingLike a color you can't see
a kind of air you can't breath
it's ultraviolet and it's quiet
But at times you know it's there
it's so prevalent.
that emptiness
What fits in that empty space?
Will I ever find
what goes in it's place?
It's ultraviolet.
Missing II: Ultraviolet
I see a dim purple glow
and I think I begin to know
the ultraviolet
as the warmth of the sun
like the comfort of a blanket
the safe and happy feeling that comes...
I can breath the air now
as the violet becomes less ultra
I can see it
But only just.
I still know there's something missing
is it deeper ultra violet?
Of is it completely on the other side of the spectrum?
Infra red.
Writing.
writing is a sixth sense.
we all see deeper into each other through it
out souls are poured out in our writing
am I writing for you?
or is it really for me?
We see more of ourselves too,
when we write.
Because the soul we pour out
has to be thought about
and forced to be words.
But they are more than words...
Writing is a mirror
whoever looks into it
finds themselves
and those around them too
and there is no limit to how far writing can reflect,
how far it can see.
Become the mirror.
***************************************
I might turn a couple of these into songs eventually.. and the "Missing" poem isn't complete yet, if you noticed it leaves one hanging. That was on purpose, it leaves ME hanging. I still need to figure it out.
well, there you go!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
I love me :)
Ok, that sounded really vain... I'm sorry if that bothers you, but I do! At least, I do at the moment. I like being me!!! :D [and it helps me see, I'm somebody special... lol song pop alert!] Anyways.. I was really hyper today.. was I really going to write about that?? I don't even remember... well I will! I was laughing at the dumbest things.. because I was running on like 4-5 hours of sleep.. I couldn't sleep for the longest time last night.. to many things running through my head. And and I think I freaked people out today, like a lot. I was SOOOO slap happy it was insane!! [good thing I didn't have any fudge... :D] Oh and I was totally blonde today too... I know I know, 'why am I not surprised?' right?? But today I was being 'extra special' LOL! So, J.B. had my bag, and I knew he had it. Then after the bell rang I looked over and it didn't look like he had it anymore, I guess I got a confused look on my face, because Potatoes, J.B., and T~ all started snickering... they thought it was very entertaining. "Ok, where is it??" they just laugh as I walk around them, searching for who might have it... ugh!! I couldn't see it!! Then I notice it.. J.B. had tucked it under his backpack.. it was really well hidden ok??? :P As soon as I see it I'm like 'oh, der... he still had it... oops' I try to take it from him, which doesn't work.. they start walking off and laughing.. how is it that entertaining?? I must have been making really interesting faces or sounds or.. something! They wont just hand it over so... I didn't need it in my next class.. so I just said "Ok I'll find you after school" and started walking off. I think that surprised them, because I didn't just start walking and come back, I kept going, I really DIDN'T need it in Ceramics. Soon enough, J.B. walks over to me with my bag, saying "It's not fun when you don't chase us for it." Hah. Gotcha there! muahahahaha......ha :)
OHOHOHOHOHOH!!! Then, in ceramics J.C. made a little clay boyfriend... hahaha.. his name is [umm... was... we squished him.. no more like splatted] SIR Charles George the second of Louisianna and Indianna.. fun huh?!?!?! I was hyper there too, and having too much fun punching the clay.... J.C. says next time we have free time we're making my boyfriend.. hahaha we were having too much fun.. people were looking at us weird but that's one of the most fun parts!!!! :D
Anyway, hope I made somebody laugh :) I know I definitely did. Love you all! [I say all because I figured out kinda recently that more people read this than I thought.... :)]
OHOHOHOHOHOH!!! Then, in ceramics J.C. made a little clay boyfriend... hahaha.. his name is [umm... was... we squished him.. no more like splatted] SIR Charles George the second of Louisianna and Indianna.. fun huh?!?!?! I was hyper there too, and having too much fun punching the clay.... J.C. says next time we have free time we're making my boyfriend.. hahaha we were having too much fun.. people were looking at us weird but that's one of the most fun parts!!!! :D
Anyway, hope I made somebody laugh :) I know I definitely did. Love you all! [I say all because I figured out kinda recently that more people read this than I thought.... :)]
Monday, April 13, 2009
Element
Like the sun's rays
I swear there's a human reaction
can't help the happy feeling;
it shoots up as a smile, one that reaches my eyes.
I light up.
Like when the wind comes
I get this strange sensation it sends shivers up my spine.
And that air can see right through me,
flows into my soul,
knows my thoughts, my likes, my fears.
As a river,
in a way it stays the same, yet that water
always changing.
Every time I step in;
at first it seems the same as the last time.
But I sense it's somehow different.
Then like a fire, warms me.
The eyes of the flames looking right at me
When in the presence, that comfort and warmth
can only be followed by joy.
The sun - lighting me up
The air - knowing my soul
A river - looks the same, but deeper ever changing
A fire - filling me with joyful warmth
All together, these separate things join
in one complex Element.
I swear there's a human reaction
can't help the happy feeling;
it shoots up as a smile, one that reaches my eyes.
I light up.
Like when the wind comes
I get this strange sensation it sends shivers up my spine.
And that air can see right through me,
flows into my soul,
knows my thoughts, my likes, my fears.
As a river,
in a way it stays the same, yet that water
always changing.
Every time I step in;
at first it seems the same as the last time.
But I sense it's somehow different.
Then like a fire, warms me.
The eyes of the flames looking right at me
When in the presence, that comfort and warmth
can only be followed by joy.
The sun - lighting me up
The air - knowing my soul
A river - looks the same, but deeper ever changing
A fire - filling me with joyful warmth
All together, these separate things join
in one complex Element.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Color guard!
Dancing is the most beautiful, the most loftiest, the most moving of the arts. it is not mere translation or abstraction of life; it is life itself. --Tiave
I am in love... with color gaurd! :) I really enjoy going, even though I'm not good yet, at all. I'll get better, and I'll really try because this is something I actually enjoy. I like this more than.. anything else I've ever tried. Even when I do something wrong and look stupid I still feel happy doing it. Tiave (one of our instructors) said "I promise you I will work you harder than you have ever worked before." I'm so excited!Sunday, March 8, 2009
Golden Rule
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
Really, think about it, this is the best thing to go by. It covers everything. If you wouldn't want someone to steal from you, don't steal! If you wouldn't want someone to poke you, don't poke. Don't want someone to call you names? Then don't call names!!
On the upside of things...
If you want to be loved, love. If you want people to smile more, smile! If you want more people to say nice things, say nice things!! I think you get the jist of this now, right!? It's not that difficult. Just do it.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Motto
My number one motto is PAI [[pray about it]] it always works, and that's that.
My second motto is: The less you get of something you like, the more special it is when you get it. I believe that with everything in me. It can be applied to everything, really. Think about it, it can.
luffs!! [[yes Bri~ with two effs, two of dems!]]
My second motto is: The less you get of something you like, the more special it is when you get it. I believe that with everything in me. It can be applied to everything, really. Think about it, it can.
luffs!! [[yes Bri~ with two effs, two of dems!]]
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