Dear Someone,
Tomorrow is New Years Eve meaning 2010 is coming to a close.
I looked back on the year that has just slipped by and it was a good year. It makes you realise how things can change so drastically in such a short amount of time. It's crazy to think about honestly.
Also. I realise I'm pretty much ending and starting this New Years holiday the same way I did last year.
Going up to the mountains with my best friend, going to a big fancy cabin, having amazingly delicious crab legs and clam chowder for dinner and being with the same crowd.
I am now getting a sense of comfort in that. I mean look how my 2010 turn out! I made the friends I know I will be keeping for a really long time, I made some silly mistakes that made me a better person, I.... I got a car and my license :D That's last one HAS to be the coolest one(:
So, this going to the mountains thing might be good luck for me(:
I wouldn't change that at all(:
So, Goodbye 2010, HELLO 2011!!
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Just Thought I would Let You Know
Dear Someone,
I miss someone.
No. Not you.
Another someone.
That someone probably wont read this ever...
Well, on the off chance you do.
I just thought I would say that I kinda sorta miss you.
Wow, I love how that got all cheesy towards the end. You know with the rhymes and stuff. But it's true. Very LAME but very true.
Just Thought I would Let You Know
I miss someone.
No. Not you.
Another someone.
That someone probably wont read this ever...
Well, on the off chance you do.
I just thought I would say that I kinda sorta miss you.
Wow, I love how that got all cheesy towards the end. You know with the rhymes and stuff. But it's true. Very LAME but very true.
Just Thought I would Let You Know
Monday, December 20, 2010
Writers Block Sucks...
Dear Someone,
SO! I'm in Indiana at the moment to spend some quality time with my cousins during Christmas(:
Me and my family. We drove here. All one thousand miles from Colorado to Indiana. Fun right?
Wrong. I hate long car rides... I wish we flew.
I mean it had its fun moments like singing along to the radio with your sister and having a good laugh with every one.
Everything else kind of sucks. Like the part were you find your self waking up in a twisted up fashion and your whole body is sore... Yeah that's not fun.
But what I personally think is worse then ALL that is when you can't sleep and you are just sitting there looking mindlessly out the window, watching the world pass you by at about 74mph... And you cant think of anything to write yet you're in the writing mood.
See, I like to write on any scratch piece of paper I can find (seriously during the school year I have a very big notebook devoted JUST to that every thing... I know not good but hey, I don't need to know about what the gooey stuff on the inside of a cell is called to be the writer of young adult novels. . .)
ANYWAYS,
I always think that oh hey! Maybe driving long distance, getting out of that same rut and being around the same people every single day might change the fact that I have MAJOR writers block.
...It doesn't.
Lame right? I should be able to think of maybe a young attractive prince riding on the back of his horse set out to go and find his princess.... OR maybe... a girl is going across the country to go see her older sister the in process runs into some guy (soon to be the love of her life) and get mixed up in some crazy thing and... SEE I can think of SOMETHING when I'm just sitting here, in my cousins house where I can't really write all that well, but not when I'm sitting in a car for over eight hours in the day bored out of my mind.
Crazy how writers block works huh... :p
SO! I'm in Indiana at the moment to spend some quality time with my cousins during Christmas(:
Me and my family. We drove here. All one thousand miles from Colorado to Indiana. Fun right?
Wrong. I hate long car rides... I wish we flew.
I mean it had its fun moments like singing along to the radio with your sister and having a good laugh with every one.
Everything else kind of sucks. Like the part were you find your self waking up in a twisted up fashion and your whole body is sore... Yeah that's not fun.
But what I personally think is worse then ALL that is when you can't sleep and you are just sitting there looking mindlessly out the window, watching the world pass you by at about 74mph... And you cant think of anything to write yet you're in the writing mood.
See, I like to write on any scratch piece of paper I can find (seriously during the school year I have a very big notebook devoted JUST to that every thing... I know not good but hey, I don't need to know about what the gooey stuff on the inside of a cell is called to be the writer of young adult novels. . .)
ANYWAYS,
I always think that oh hey! Maybe driving long distance, getting out of that same rut and being around the same people every single day might change the fact that I have MAJOR writers block.
...It doesn't.
Lame right? I should be able to think of maybe a young attractive prince riding on the back of his horse set out to go and find his princess.... OR maybe... a girl is going across the country to go see her older sister the in process runs into some guy (soon to be the love of her life) and get mixed up in some crazy thing and... SEE I can think of SOMETHING when I'm just sitting here, in my cousins house where I can't really write all that well, but not when I'm sitting in a car for over eight hours in the day bored out of my mind.
Crazy how writers block works huh... :p
Monday, December 13, 2010
Call Me Beep Me If You Want To Reach Me, But I Sugest You Call Me.
Dear Someone,
Today I realized that no one really calls anyone anymore. It's all texting, or chatting on Facebook.
But do y'all realise how importaint proper talkng-on-the-phone-skills are??? I guess I am one of the very few people who some what get it. Alright I can still work on it but hey. My talking in general needs some help. Sad huh. I talk all the time and I need help with that still. BuT over all, I try to sound plesant on the phone.
You know how awkward it is that one time you call someone and they just sound utterly bored or pissed off? Well. I find it very awkward you end up just cutting the convorsation short because you just want to end the awkward feeling that is hanging there though the phone line. (well... I guess it's not a phone line because cell phones don't have cords anymore... I think you get what I'm saying though right?)
anyway! I am gonna say that we all just chill with the texting. Give your thumbs a rest and actually talk to someone. Besides that is the only sure fire way to know EXACTLY what they mean because, sometimes in texting or chatting you can't tell if they were being scarcastic or sad or angry in what they said. So. Phone call , try it out! You might be suprised as to how much you like it.
Today I realized that no one really calls anyone anymore. It's all texting, or chatting on Facebook.
But do y'all realise how importaint proper talkng-on-the-phone-skills are??? I guess I am one of the very few people who some what get it. Alright I can still work on it but hey. My talking in general needs some help. Sad huh. I talk all the time and I need help with that still. BuT over all, I try to sound plesant on the phone.
You know how awkward it is that one time you call someone and they just sound utterly bored or pissed off? Well. I find it very awkward you end up just cutting the convorsation short because you just want to end the awkward feeling that is hanging there though the phone line. (well... I guess it's not a phone line because cell phones don't have cords anymore... I think you get what I'm saying though right?)
anyway! I am gonna say that we all just chill with the texting. Give your thumbs a rest and actually talk to someone. Besides that is the only sure fire way to know EXACTLY what they mean because, sometimes in texting or chatting you can't tell if they were being scarcastic or sad or angry in what they said. So. Phone call , try it out! You might be suprised as to how much you like it.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Ok... Maybe Just a Little More Then a Tiny Bit.... :)
Dear Someone,
Short story. Jason's perspective.
"So.. Do you think Stella would um. Go out with me?" Adam asked as we walked down the main stair case at the school.
I stopped and spun around on my heals to looked at him, "What?"
"You know," Adam took a few more steps, reaching the bottom step before me, "If I like. Asked her out."
I was shocked. I had no idea he even liked, "Um..... I'm not sure dude." and honestly. I wasn't. I had no idea what she would say. Deep down I think she would say no, but you can never be sure.
"Do you think you could find out? Cause if not I might ask out Bailey instead."
"Uhh.... Sure no problem." What... Why was he suddenly trying to get a girlfriend? What. I'm confused.
"Alright. See ya later man." Adam said as he headed down the hall way to get down to the locker room to get all geared up for football.
"See Ya."
I pushed the glass door open and walked out side. I swung my key's around my finger thinking about what I have to do before tomorrow morning comes around.
"JASON!" I stopped... I looked to my left. No one. I looked to my right. Still no one, "Behind you smarty!"
I spun around. Stella was sitting against the brick wall. Her jean covered legs streched out in the grass.
I laughed, "STELLA!" I walked over to her and stood by her feet. She was smiling at me. I smiled back. I probably looked so lame. Normally I would try to be cool and give that head nod then the easy goin smile but, with Stella I just can't help but immediately give that goofy smile.
"Well hey Stella. Didn't see ya there."
She laughed, "Yeah I could tell. You walked right past me."
I got a little embarrasses, "So. What are you doing?"
"Oh you know. Just getting ready for my take off in my rocket ship to Mars. You know I'm gonna be there first human girl to ever go there." She gave a sarcastic smile. A piece of her wavy brown hair fell from behind her ear.
"Ha. Funny." I gave a fake chuckle, "Why are you still here? Your car in the shop again?"
"No it's here. I drove it today." She shrugged her shoulders and looked down at her legs. Her eyebrows were slightly pulled together, "Eh I'm just...," She paused for a moment then looked up at me, "I just didn't feel like going home just yet. So, I'm just sitting here... By my self. Pretty fantastic huh?"
"Oh well here," I tugged on the straps of my back pack and it fell to the ground with a muffled thud. I sat down next to her, "Now you have me to sit with."
She gave a fake smile, "Greaaaat...." She said through her teeth.
"Oh. Ow."
She looked back and elbowed my side, "Kidding."
"I know I know."
She looked down and picked her phone up from off the ground. I pressed a button and looked at the screen, "Ugh..... Stop texting me please." She said under her breath. She put the phone down with out replying to it.
"Who was that?"
"Adam," She sighed, "He keeps texting me.... Honestly. Kinda getting on my nerves."
"Oh... You know. He wants to ask you out."
SHe blinked at me blankly, "....What." a mix of shock and nausea was clearly visible on her face, "He's ACTUALLY gonna ask me? He's not just saying that?"
I nodded my head, "He's actually gonna ask you."
"But... Why?!"
"Because," I tugged at the end of my shirt, "He likes you."
"Ok... He liked/asked me out last year.. Don't you think he would be over my by now? I'm not that special.."
"Oh Stella don't say that. You are special. You're awesome and amazing and beautiful and fun and pretty eyes and nice smile and," I realised too late that I had said slightly too much. . . Way to go Jason. . . . Just totally made it obvious that you like her.. Alot. But here is a huge list of things why anyone including Adam would just fall for her and never be able to get over, "-you know Adam. He never seems to learn anything involving girls."
"Oh... Yeah this is true. Adam is like that... But I don't like him."
"Ah. Is there another guy who has caught the fair maiden's eye?" I asked.. Why I suddenly started talking medieval. I have no idea.
She tilted her head, one eye brow raised curiously at me, "Maybe." She gave a smile, showing off her teeth.
"Ah. And who might the lucky fellow be?" I joked, but I got that nervous feeling in my stomach.
She didn't say anything. She just blinked, "Ok. Promise you wont laugh?"
"Of course I wont. Unless you say Larry Turtleman... Then I automatically get to laugh."
"EW! No.. He's too weird for me. That and he wears green every. freakin. day... Ick. But. Ok." She paused and messed with the ring on her finger, "I kinda, sorta, have a little bit of a crush on you. Maybe," I blinked. What. No. I'm still in English just having an extremely vivid day dream. This is too good to be true. She bit her lip and looked at me, "Yup... Actually. Its maybe a little more then a tiny bit." She admited, her cheeks turning a light pink.
I looked at her face. Her hair was getting pushed by the slight warm breeze, covering the left side of her face. I lifted my hand up pushing some of the hair out of her face. I started to lean in slowly. She gave a faint smile and bit her lip, she came closer completely closing the space between us. Our lips lingered there for a moment. Nothing too hot or anything. We pulled apart.
"Stella, if that didn't make it obvious. I'll say it as well... I like you too."
Stella smiled, "Yeah I think I got the hint." and she leaned in again.
Short story. Jason's perspective.
"So.. Do you think Stella would um. Go out with me?" Adam asked as we walked down the main stair case at the school.
I stopped and spun around on my heals to looked at him, "What?"
"You know," Adam took a few more steps, reaching the bottom step before me, "If I like. Asked her out."
I was shocked. I had no idea he even liked, "Um..... I'm not sure dude." and honestly. I wasn't. I had no idea what she would say. Deep down I think she would say no, but you can never be sure.
"Do you think you could find out? Cause if not I might ask out Bailey instead."
"Uhh.... Sure no problem." What... Why was he suddenly trying to get a girlfriend? What. I'm confused.
"Alright. See ya later man." Adam said as he headed down the hall way to get down to the locker room to get all geared up for football.
"See Ya."
I pushed the glass door open and walked out side. I swung my key's around my finger thinking about what I have to do before tomorrow morning comes around.
"JASON!" I stopped... I looked to my left. No one. I looked to my right. Still no one, "Behind you smarty!"
I spun around. Stella was sitting against the brick wall. Her jean covered legs streched out in the grass.
I laughed, "STELLA!" I walked over to her and stood by her feet. She was smiling at me. I smiled back. I probably looked so lame. Normally I would try to be cool and give that head nod then the easy goin smile but, with Stella I just can't help but immediately give that goofy smile.
"Well hey Stella. Didn't see ya there."
She laughed, "Yeah I could tell. You walked right past me."
I got a little embarrasses, "So. What are you doing?"
"Oh you know. Just getting ready for my take off in my rocket ship to Mars. You know I'm gonna be there first human girl to ever go there." She gave a sarcastic smile. A piece of her wavy brown hair fell from behind her ear.
"Ha. Funny." I gave a fake chuckle, "Why are you still here? Your car in the shop again?"
"No it's here. I drove it today." She shrugged her shoulders and looked down at her legs. Her eyebrows were slightly pulled together, "Eh I'm just...," She paused for a moment then looked up at me, "I just didn't feel like going home just yet. So, I'm just sitting here... By my self. Pretty fantastic huh?"
"Oh well here," I tugged on the straps of my back pack and it fell to the ground with a muffled thud. I sat down next to her, "Now you have me to sit with."
She gave a fake smile, "Greaaaat...." She said through her teeth.
"Oh. Ow."
She looked back and elbowed my side, "Kidding."
"I know I know."
She looked down and picked her phone up from off the ground. I pressed a button and looked at the screen, "Ugh..... Stop texting me please." She said under her breath. She put the phone down with out replying to it.
"Who was that?"
"Adam," She sighed, "He keeps texting me.... Honestly. Kinda getting on my nerves."
"Oh... You know. He wants to ask you out."
SHe blinked at me blankly, "....What." a mix of shock and nausea was clearly visible on her face, "He's ACTUALLY gonna ask me? He's not just saying that?"
I nodded my head, "He's actually gonna ask you."
"But... Why?!"
"Because," I tugged at the end of my shirt, "He likes you."
"Ok... He liked/asked me out last year.. Don't you think he would be over my by now? I'm not that special.."
"Oh Stella don't say that. You are special. You're awesome and amazing and beautiful and fun and pretty eyes and nice smile and," I realised too late that I had said slightly too much. . . Way to go Jason. . . . Just totally made it obvious that you like her.. Alot. But here is a huge list of things why anyone including Adam would just fall for her and never be able to get over, "-you know Adam. He never seems to learn anything involving girls."
"Oh... Yeah this is true. Adam is like that... But I don't like him."
"Ah. Is there another guy who has caught the fair maiden's eye?" I asked.. Why I suddenly started talking medieval. I have no idea.
She tilted her head, one eye brow raised curiously at me, "Maybe." She gave a smile, showing off her teeth.
"Ah. And who might the lucky fellow be?" I joked, but I got that nervous feeling in my stomach.
She didn't say anything. She just blinked, "Ok. Promise you wont laugh?"
"Of course I wont. Unless you say Larry Turtleman... Then I automatically get to laugh."
"EW! No.. He's too weird for me. That and he wears green every. freakin. day... Ick. But. Ok." She paused and messed with the ring on her finger, "I kinda, sorta, have a little bit of a crush on you. Maybe," I blinked. What. No. I'm still in English just having an extremely vivid day dream. This is too good to be true. She bit her lip and looked at me, "Yup... Actually. Its maybe a little more then a tiny bit." She admited, her cheeks turning a light pink.
I looked at her face. Her hair was getting pushed by the slight warm breeze, covering the left side of her face. I lifted my hand up pushing some of the hair out of her face. I started to lean in slowly. She gave a faint smile and bit her lip, she came closer completely closing the space between us. Our lips lingered there for a moment. Nothing too hot or anything. We pulled apart.
"Stella, if that didn't make it obvious. I'll say it as well... I like you too."
Stella smiled, "Yeah I think I got the hint." and she leaned in again.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Today was a Snuggie day
Dear Someone,
So... Its officially cold now.
Yeah the heater was broken at the school today so I was frozen all day because I was a smarty and wore short sleeves to school. I would have worn my jacket but, it was the heavy duty ready-for-a-blizzard coat and I would have been dying of heat if I wore it. There was pretty much no winning in this situation.
So I was walking around the hall ways freezing my butt off and all I was able to think was
"My goodness. I wish someone really warm would just give me a hug!! "
And magically!!!
..Nothing happened.
Well on the upside we now know no one at school can read minds! So all those secrets you think about are locked away safe in your noggin. That's comforting to know right??
You know snuggies? Normally I am completely and totally against them. I think they are rather ridiculous. BUT today was one of those days you wish you had one.
So... Its officially cold now.
Yeah the heater was broken at the school today so I was frozen all day because I was a smarty and wore short sleeves to school. I would have worn my jacket but, it was the heavy duty ready-for-a-blizzard coat and I would have been dying of heat if I wore it. There was pretty much no winning in this situation.
So I was walking around the hall ways freezing my butt off and all I was able to think was
"My goodness. I wish someone really warm would just give me a hug!! "
And magically!!!
..Nothing happened.
Well on the upside we now know no one at school can read minds! So all those secrets you think about are locked away safe in your noggin. That's comforting to know right??
You know snuggies? Normally I am completely and totally against them. I think they are rather ridiculous. BUT today was one of those days you wish you had one.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Disney Movies
Dear Someone,
Do you realise HOW amazing Disney princess movies are??
I mean, they are amazing. They all have little catchy songs, bad guys, good chase scenes. and the battle between good and evil. That and I've noticed that if the bad person needs to morph into anything they always morph into a big fire breathing dragon. Why? I guess dragons are scary.
That and a prince to sweep the girl off her feet.
THAT and there is always the sidekick that you can't help but fall in love with. Yet, they are always the ones that get litterally kicked off to the side or thrown in a locked room and you go "AHHH NOOO!!! NOT THE SIDE KICK!"
But all these movies. Right at the end, it says, The End in fancy fount then the credits come up then. Yeah they prince and princess are now living happily ever after. Aw. Cute.
Although.... Something seems cruel about showing these little girls these visions of grander about boys, falling in love, and all that jazz that goes along with it.
But something I realised is that these princesses in the movies don't always have that powder puff princess life. They have heard ships and dark pointy in their lives. Cinderella was a slave for her awful step family, Rapunzel was trapped in a tower, Bell was the out cast of the town. So. I guess there is SOMETHING there...
That and the soul mates always seem to run into each other by chance, they are thrown together in some adventure. Destiny, fate maybe? Either way it seems to work out and they run into each other in the weirdest of places... Ok not weirdest but, totally normal places.
Whoa. As I am writing this I had a mini epiphany (hahaha oh I love that word.) Ok. Honestly. My life is at the one of the lowest parts its every been at thus far. (So me being a teenage girl I have some milalge there but still have alot to go.) Even though that is happening, its will get better and that special prince will come along. Being the missing puzzle piece.
Psh. Screw high school guys. Pretty much they just mess around with your heart and chose an extremely average, slightly snobby girl over you. But, I don't think they are actually plotting to shadder your heart. -they are too busy playing video games to plot how to break you're fragile teenage girl heart- Yet they are lame..
SO! final thing to say here.
1: Prince Charming does exists, just not were you are expecting it.
2. Just because your life isn't perfect doesn't mean you cant find that guy to make you feel like a princess.
Do you realise HOW amazing Disney princess movies are??
I mean, they are amazing. They all have little catchy songs, bad guys, good chase scenes. and the battle between good and evil. That and I've noticed that if the bad person needs to morph into anything they always morph into a big fire breathing dragon. Why? I guess dragons are scary.
That and a prince to sweep the girl off her feet.
THAT and there is always the sidekick that you can't help but fall in love with. Yet, they are always the ones that get litterally kicked off to the side or thrown in a locked room and you go "AHHH NOOO!!! NOT THE SIDE KICK!"
But all these movies. Right at the end, it says, The End in fancy fount then the credits come up then. Yeah they prince and princess are now living happily ever after. Aw. Cute.
Although.... Something seems cruel about showing these little girls these visions of grander about boys, falling in love, and all that jazz that goes along with it.
But something I realised is that these princesses in the movies don't always have that powder puff princess life. They have heard ships and dark pointy in their lives. Cinderella was a slave for her awful step family, Rapunzel was trapped in a tower, Bell was the out cast of the town. So. I guess there is SOMETHING there...
That and the soul mates always seem to run into each other by chance, they are thrown together in some adventure. Destiny, fate maybe? Either way it seems to work out and they run into each other in the weirdest of places... Ok not weirdest but, totally normal places.
Whoa. As I am writing this I had a mini epiphany (hahaha oh I love that word.) Ok. Honestly. My life is at the one of the lowest parts its every been at thus far. (So me being a teenage girl I have some milalge there but still have alot to go.) Even though that is happening, its will get better and that special prince will come along. Being the missing puzzle piece.
Psh. Screw high school guys. Pretty much they just mess around with your heart and chose an extremely average, slightly snobby girl over you. But, I don't think they are actually plotting to shadder your heart. -they are too busy playing video games to plot how to break you're fragile teenage girl heart- Yet they are lame..
SO! final thing to say here.
1: Prince Charming does exists, just not were you are expecting it.
2. Just because your life isn't perfect doesn't mean you cant find that guy to make you feel like a princess.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
...Eh.
Dear Someone,
This week has not been the best week of my entire life...
Actually thinking back onto it right now... Its pretty bad.
So... I don't really have any thing else to say here in this post. Sorry :/ I know you were TOTALLY looking forward to one of my long winded posts that no one really reads anyway. . .
Yeah... I'm done know. Check back in with me in a week. We shall see if anything brightens up.
This week has not been the best week of my entire life...
Actually thinking back onto it right now... Its pretty bad.
So... I don't really have any thing else to say here in this post. Sorry :/ I know you were TOTALLY looking forward to one of my long winded posts that no one really reads anyway. . .
Yeah... I'm done know. Check back in with me in a week. We shall see if anything brightens up.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Zombie Love
I walked back down the stairs and stopped at the last step. Every one else had left from our little Zombie Movie night. Now it was just me and Stella. It was kind of quiet once Katie, Melanie, and Adam were gone. Yes, they are my really good friends but sometimes... I just need to not be with them. They are so loud you can't even think. I don't understand how Stella can get a word in when she's when with Katie and Melanie.
"So," Stella leaned her head back against the couch cushion and looked over at me, "Did you fall asleep during the movie?"
She blinked, "Psh... No. I did not."
"Ha alright just checking." I glanced at the floor, Adam's phone was lying there. He'll probably be half way home when hes realizes he left it and come back to get it.
"Hey Jason?"
"Yes?" I hopped off the last step and jumped onto the opposite end of the couch.
"I have a question," I looked up at her. Her hair was falling from her messy pony tail, "What would you do if I kissed you?"
I blinked. Ha. Oh man. That's an easy question. I would. . . Well. Not like I would tell her exactly. . .
"Um, I don't really know..?"
"Oh come on Jason. It's not that difficult," I pulled my eyebrows together in confusion. She rolled her eyes, "Think about it. Lets say.... Paige Monroe just came up and just started to try and make out with you."
I get a that sudden image in my head. I'm just walking down the hallway then Paige jumps out and wraps her skinny little chicken arms around me grabbing my face. I stopped and cringed.
Stella saw the disgusted look on my face, "But see. With the 'I don't know.' made it seem like you would be perfectly fine with swapping spit with that ugly Paige. But, I know that you would probably push her away. So," She shifted how she was sitting, crossing her legs out in front of her, "Knowing that, If I kissed you would you one: push me away and go 'EW', two: just kinda stand there and not do anything, ooorrrrr, three: kiss me back?"
Three. definitely three..."Wow," I gave a chuckle, "Stella you can over analyze things. Why do you want to know anyway?"
She leaned back against the couch then glanced at me quickly, "Umm.." She looked again again awkwardly, "No reason. Oh you know me. I think of random things."
"Stella, random is asking me if I like cheese pizza. Answer: yes. But, I don't think that was a random question."
Her cheeks turned pink.
"Come on, why did you ask? You can tell me." I gave a big smile.
"Hmm...," She looked at me, her eyes looking a darker blue in the dim light of the basement, "Alright. I lied earlier, I actually did fall asleep during the movie."
"Ha. Knew it."
"Yeah.. ANYWAY! Somewhere between the main Zombie Slayer stopping a zombie from eating that guy's brain and him almost getting killed for like the fifteenth time in the movie I fell asleep and well..." She paused and started to laugh, "Promise you wont laugh?" I nodded my head, "Ok. Well, I just had like some random dream that I tried to kiss you... Why? I don't know. You completely flipped out though and then you weren't my friend anymore and hated me. I woke up kind of freaking out cause I was thinking Oh no! Jason hates me now! Then... I realized I was just dreaming... So... Yeah..."
She looked at me with a look that was slightly embarrassed.
"Oh Stella that would never happen. I would never hate you for that."
"Alright good to know! Yet. The question still remains unanswered."
I paused. "What would you do if the situation was flipped around?"
"Um. Excuse me. I asked first." She crossed her arms over herself, her eyebrow raised.
"Well," I mimicked her, "I asked second."
She rolled her eyes. "Well..." She moved again. Letting her legs hang off the couch. She was sitting slightly closer to me now,"I don't really know. I haven't really thought about it."
Then an idea hit me. I moved, getting closer to her, "Well... I think I know how we can figure it out."
Stella dark blue eyes locked onto mine. I reached my hand out and set it lightly on the side of face, by her ear. She lightly bit her lip. We both started to lean in. Less then an inch. A centimeter. Less then a centimeter.
"Hey Jason I - Whoa!" Adam was suddenly standing there at the end of the stairs. Me and Stella jumped back from each other, our lips had barely touched, "Oh. I'm Um. Sorry." Adam said looking at the ground, "I just. Came back because I left my phone here.. Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt anything." He glanced up awkwardly.
I picked his phone up off the floor and handed it to him, "It's ok."
Adam looked at his phone then over to Stella then to me, "Ok... I'm gonna... Yeah I'll go." He spun around on his heals and walked up the stairs quickly.
I laughed, "What are the odds of that happening?"
Stella bursted out laughing, "Slim. Very slim."
"So," Stella leaned her head back against the couch cushion and looked over at me, "Did you fall asleep during the movie?"
She blinked, "Psh... No. I did not."
"Ha alright just checking." I glanced at the floor, Adam's phone was lying there. He'll probably be half way home when hes realizes he left it and come back to get it.
"Hey Jason?"
"Yes?" I hopped off the last step and jumped onto the opposite end of the couch.
"I have a question," I looked up at her. Her hair was falling from her messy pony tail, "What would you do if I kissed you?"
I blinked. Ha. Oh man. That's an easy question. I would. . . Well. Not like I would tell her exactly. . .
"Um, I don't really know..?"
"Oh come on Jason. It's not that difficult," I pulled my eyebrows together in confusion. She rolled her eyes, "Think about it. Lets say.... Paige Monroe just came up and just started to try and make out with you."
I get a that sudden image in my head. I'm just walking down the hallway then Paige jumps out and wraps her skinny little chicken arms around me grabbing my face. I stopped and cringed.
Stella saw the disgusted look on my face, "But see. With the 'I don't know.' made it seem like you would be perfectly fine with swapping spit with that ugly Paige. But, I know that you would probably push her away. So," She shifted how she was sitting, crossing her legs out in front of her, "Knowing that, If I kissed you would you one: push me away and go 'EW', two: just kinda stand there and not do anything, ooorrrrr, three: kiss me back?"
Three. definitely three..."Wow," I gave a chuckle, "Stella you can over analyze things. Why do you want to know anyway?"
She leaned back against the couch then glanced at me quickly, "Umm.." She looked again again awkwardly, "No reason. Oh you know me. I think of random things."
"Stella, random is asking me if I like cheese pizza. Answer: yes. But, I don't think that was a random question."
Her cheeks turned pink.
"Come on, why did you ask? You can tell me." I gave a big smile.
"Hmm...," She looked at me, her eyes looking a darker blue in the dim light of the basement, "Alright. I lied earlier, I actually did fall asleep during the movie."
"Ha. Knew it."
"Yeah.. ANYWAY! Somewhere between the main Zombie Slayer stopping a zombie from eating that guy's brain and him almost getting killed for like the fifteenth time in the movie I fell asleep and well..." She paused and started to laugh, "Promise you wont laugh?" I nodded my head, "Ok. Well, I just had like some random dream that I tried to kiss you... Why? I don't know. You completely flipped out though and then you weren't my friend anymore and hated me. I woke up kind of freaking out cause I was thinking Oh no! Jason hates me now! Then... I realized I was just dreaming... So... Yeah..."
She looked at me with a look that was slightly embarrassed.
"Oh Stella that would never happen. I would never hate you for that."
"Alright good to know! Yet. The question still remains unanswered."
I paused. "What would you do if the situation was flipped around?"
"Um. Excuse me. I asked first." She crossed her arms over herself, her eyebrow raised.
"Well," I mimicked her, "I asked second."
She rolled her eyes. "Well..." She moved again. Letting her legs hang off the couch. She was sitting slightly closer to me now,"I don't really know. I haven't really thought about it."
Then an idea hit me. I moved, getting closer to her, "Well... I think I know how we can figure it out."
Stella dark blue eyes locked onto mine. I reached my hand out and set it lightly on the side of face, by her ear. She lightly bit her lip. We both started to lean in. Less then an inch. A centimeter. Less then a centimeter.
"Hey Jason I - Whoa!" Adam was suddenly standing there at the end of the stairs. Me and Stella jumped back from each other, our lips had barely touched, "Oh. I'm Um. Sorry." Adam said looking at the ground, "I just. Came back because I left my phone here.. Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt anything." He glanced up awkwardly.
I picked his phone up off the floor and handed it to him, "It's ok."
Adam looked at his phone then over to Stella then to me, "Ok... I'm gonna... Yeah I'll go." He spun around on his heals and walked up the stairs quickly.
I laughed, "What are the odds of that happening?"
Stella bursted out laughing, "Slim. Very slim."
Monday, November 1, 2010
Like Vines We Intertwine
Dear Someone,
There is always that someone that is always in your life. They may not be in your life every second. Maybe even come and go, but. They are in it. Some how, some way they are in it. making an impact on your life. Someone you wont ever forget.
You could be thinking about this on a friend level or a romantic level or what ever. It honestly doesn't matter. But for some reason. I think those people impact you more sometimes. Good or bad. Since maybe they aren't always there so you're not so completely use to seeing them around.
You know like in movies. Or well I can think of one specific movie called "Definitely, Maybe" with Ryan Reynolds (aka... Mr. Attractiveness.)
Here's the plot. Will (Ryan Reynolds) is a dad going though a divorce and has 10 year old daughter named Maya. She wanted to her how her parents met. He tells her but he also makes it a mystery because he tells the two other relations ships that also intertwined with the same time that he met her mom. He changed the names of the women in the story and she had to figure it out.
It's shown in like flashback mode but it comes back to the present so she can ask questions and things like that.
But these women kept coming in and out of Will's life and they made him extremely happy, sad, crazy, and made him fall in love. And they all met on a chance and ran into each other all the time. He married one and is now getting a divorce. But he is still in loved the one of the other women.
When I think of peoples lives being intertwined I immediately think of this movie.
Does that this happen with everyone?
You knew them before, then lost contact. Then one random Saturday a few years later you are just going to the grocery store and y'all run into each other again. You catch up then after that hang out a few times then get separated again with out expressing deeper true feelings. And though out that time of absents you never really get over that person but you never think you two will see each other again so you try to move on. But. It never really happens. Your like a fly on glue paper, completely and utterly stuck. Then in the end when you think all hope is lost. A small beacon of realisations shines down on you and the thought finally occurs to you that you can't love with out them so you go run off and find them. Then the whole "I love you. I always have and I always will." thing happens followed by a shocked smile a few tears and "I love you too!" and MWAH a kiss to seal the deal.
It's weird. Cause you think about it and think Psh.... That's not gonna happen to me. But hey. You never know til it actually happens.
Like Vines We Intertwine
There is always that someone that is always in your life. They may not be in your life every second. Maybe even come and go, but. They are in it. Some how, some way they are in it. making an impact on your life. Someone you wont ever forget.
You could be thinking about this on a friend level or a romantic level or what ever. It honestly doesn't matter. But for some reason. I think those people impact you more sometimes. Good or bad. Since maybe they aren't always there so you're not so completely use to seeing them around.
You know like in movies. Or well I can think of one specific movie called "Definitely, Maybe" with Ryan Reynolds (aka... Mr. Attractiveness.)
Here's the plot. Will (Ryan Reynolds) is a dad going though a divorce and has 10 year old daughter named Maya. She wanted to her how her parents met. He tells her but he also makes it a mystery because he tells the two other relations ships that also intertwined with the same time that he met her mom. He changed the names of the women in the story and she had to figure it out.
It's shown in like flashback mode but it comes back to the present so she can ask questions and things like that.
But these women kept coming in and out of Will's life and they made him extremely happy, sad, crazy, and made him fall in love. And they all met on a chance and ran into each other all the time. He married one and is now getting a divorce. But he is still in loved the one of the other women.
When I think of peoples lives being intertwined I immediately think of this movie.
Does that this happen with everyone?
You knew them before, then lost contact. Then one random Saturday a few years later you are just going to the grocery store and y'all run into each other again. You catch up then after that hang out a few times then get separated again with out expressing deeper true feelings. And though out that time of absents you never really get over that person but you never think you two will see each other again so you try to move on. But. It never really happens. Your like a fly on glue paper, completely and utterly stuck. Then in the end when you think all hope is lost. A small beacon of realisations shines down on you and the thought finally occurs to you that you can't love with out them so you go run off and find them. Then the whole "I love you. I always have and I always will." thing happens followed by a shocked smile a few tears and "I love you too!" and MWAH a kiss to seal the deal.
It's weird. Cause you think about it and think Psh.... That's not gonna happen to me. But hey. You never know til it actually happens.
Like Vines We Intertwine
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Not Enough Songs Out There Titled Brooke
Dear Someone,
I would think it would extreamly romantic if a guy wrote a song for me, don't you agree? Something pretty and beautiful. Something you would never get tired of listening to. But that's probably not gonna happen. . . But hey! This year for Halloween I'm going to be a princess who knows!? I might ACTUALLY meet my prince charming :D (ok... The princess thing is not set in stone BUT I'm pretty sure I'm going to do that) but either way I would be pretty happy if Price McDreamy pulled out his sexy guitar and started playing a beautiful baled that was met JUST for me and only me(:
But also havent you noticed there are....
Not Enough Songs Out There Titled Brooke
I would think it would extreamly romantic if a guy wrote a song for me, don't you agree? Something pretty and beautiful. Something you would never get tired of listening to. But that's probably not gonna happen. . . But hey! This year for Halloween I'm going to be a princess who knows!? I might ACTUALLY meet my prince charming :D (ok... The princess thing is not set in stone BUT I'm pretty sure I'm going to do that) but either way I would be pretty happy if Price McDreamy pulled out his sexy guitar and started playing a beautiful baled that was met JUST for me and only me(:
But also havent you noticed there are....
Not Enough Songs Out There Titled Brooke
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Me and My Sister Talkin a Mile a Minute
Dear Someone,
OK! Brief explanation of what the heck this is. So, One day me and my sister are sitting at our kitchen table one morning. My mother sitting with us. Me and mt sister are talking like we normally do. Pretty much a mile a minute. And as we are done talking my mom opens her Laptop just a little more. She got slightly bored and started to write down the things we were saying. Some people might say thats weird. Me on the other hand thought it was hilarious! SO. Here is me and my sister conversation pretty much exactly. My mom missed a few things because me and my sister talked so fast. So it might not make total sense. But hey she did a pretty good job. . . Yeah also. NAMES HAVE BEEN CHAGED.. I don't know anyone named Alice. so. Yes just letting y'all know.
"Aw, she’s so cute. She’s really hyper all the time. I love her. She said, 'You said it like you were being mean. She thinks that you like Mike' .. Are you serious? He’s mean."
"Anyway, yesterday at the dance, like this kid told me a while ago that he likes me. His cousin. Yeah. You’re really pretty. He was like yeah. Kim. You look pretty too. I was on the phone. I used a friends phone. Any who.He like taps me on the shoulder. Good. Good. Hows Kim. I like you a lot more. I know she likes you. So I am going to find my friend Bri, so bye."
"Doesn't really matter."
"Oh my gosh, you look so pretty. You look good. I really like my hair. You’re hair is so short. Alice looks so pretty. I loves her dress. It was ruffly on one side She had her hair up."
"Adam texted me. He asked how it was. I said it was really cool."
"I am free as a bird. Sing it to the world, man."
"I told her to at least call him. He agreed to it. So all these people said I can’t believe you did it over a text."
"Did you hear her laugh last night? It freaked us out!
All of us, we screamed and jumped. I think it was Kimmy. It was the creepiest laugh I have ever heard in my laugh. I liked jumped. I am sorry that happened."
All of us, we screamed and jumped. I think it was Kimmy. It was the creepiest laugh I have ever heard in my laugh. I liked jumped. I am sorry that happened."
"Josey is really nice. Just thought of saying that again. We were both talking about it."
"We say hi randomly. It’s not like I said anything to her. I just stopped sitting by her."
"So anyways, I was at the mall. I went by nordstrom. You looked really pretty. I like your dress. I sprayed on sample on me. You smell really good. I said thank you."
"Kimmy you smell really good. She said thank you. I said your welcome and walked away."
"You smell really good. I shall take that as a compliment. How can you not take it as a compliment. I don’t know."
"Prickly, Prickly"
"Laura was like. This girl, she ran into me...ow."
"I don’t know what happens with them. I stopped following their little drama pattern.(hahaha love that!) They hang out all the time. I don’t know what’s up. Yeah."
"He is SO cute. So cute! Laura’s older brother. He really looks like someone."
"Laura.. They have the same eyes."
"Oh well they look similar It’s not like I am attracted to Laura or anything."
"I was like hi. She gave me a hug. Umm I think he is coming later with Collin. Do you know Collin?"
"Did they have fun at the dance? I don’t know. I didn’t really hang around them."
"Every Time I look at them, it’s weird. It messes up my brain a little bit. Like whoa. I thought he was a senior! One of his friends had cheated on her. She told me about it like two days go. Like I kept seeing him dance with this other chick."
And thats as much as my mom got. HA yes this is so lame but hey! Nothing else has really gone on in my life interesting enough to blog about. SO! yes.
Me and My Sister Talkin a Mile a Minute
Saturday, October 9, 2010
There is Always At Lest One Girl Crying in the Corner at a Dance.
Dear Someone,
ALRIGHT! again. Not another short story. Sorry if you really wanted one. Next one probably will be one... Just letting you know!
SO! Homecoming. It's tonight. WOO FUN! :D I'm excited. And no. Not cause I think I'm gonna make some magical connection with a guy and dance the night away with him.. (OK. Only til 11pm... so technically not dancing the night away.... but I think you get what I mean) No. I'm excited because we get to dress up all fancy! You know the dress, the shoes, the hair, the make up, everything! I love it. It's always fun! Totally makes you feel pretty which is always a nice change of pace from the normal drabness of your wardrobe lately.
Yet, no matter what you do! Drama always unfolds at these things.... Why? I don't know I ask my self every single time a dance rolls around. Why must it always happen at a dance!? I mean like three days before your life was as boring as dry toast with NOTHING going on. Then the night of a dance. BAM! Everything boils over and turns to crap and you end up crying in the bathroom, ruining your makeup you worked so hard on.
Isn't that just awesome?? haha.. No.
It's also really awkward when you are having a great time and then you walk in the bathroom and see like three girls surrounding one who is crying her eyes out. Big black mascara filled tears running down her face, streaking her cheeks black. Aw... I hate that! Makes your heart hurt to see it. You really really want to help but also don't want to over crowd the poor child.
Who wants like 20 girls come up and asking them a million questions like "What happened?!" "Are you ok?!" or my favorite "Who do you want me to punch in the face?!" Yes, all this means this mob of people care but when they are all asking questions at the same time its confusing. The girl crying probably just wants to scream because there is no way to answer them all at once. Too stressful. Very unpleasant if you ask me.
But, stuff happens and yes it sucks but its not like you planned that. You can never really plan things for homecoming night. You may be planning to finally dance with the guy you like but, he's off with some other chick. Or hey who knows. You might be like me, planning on the practical and expecting to just dance around with you're friends but who knows. A twist of fate can happen and you meet you're prince charming, the other half to your heart, the peanut butter to your jelly... Ha yeah the chances of that second one at slim to none. But hey, You never know. But no matter what. If it's you or someone else...
There is Always That One Girl Crying In the Corner at the Dance.
ALRIGHT! again. Not another short story. Sorry if you really wanted one. Next one probably will be one... Just letting you know!
SO! Homecoming. It's tonight. WOO FUN! :D I'm excited. And no. Not cause I think I'm gonna make some magical connection with a guy and dance the night away with him.. (OK. Only til 11pm... so technically not dancing the night away.... but I think you get what I mean) No. I'm excited because we get to dress up all fancy! You know the dress, the shoes, the hair, the make up, everything! I love it. It's always fun! Totally makes you feel pretty which is always a nice change of pace from the normal drabness of your wardrobe lately.
Yet, no matter what you do! Drama always unfolds at these things.... Why? I don't know I ask my self every single time a dance rolls around. Why must it always happen at a dance!? I mean like three days before your life was as boring as dry toast with NOTHING going on. Then the night of a dance. BAM! Everything boils over and turns to crap and you end up crying in the bathroom, ruining your makeup you worked so hard on.
Isn't that just awesome?? haha.. No.
It's also really awkward when you are having a great time and then you walk in the bathroom and see like three girls surrounding one who is crying her eyes out. Big black mascara filled tears running down her face, streaking her cheeks black. Aw... I hate that! Makes your heart hurt to see it. You really really want to help but also don't want to over crowd the poor child.
Who wants like 20 girls come up and asking them a million questions like "What happened?!" "Are you ok?!" or my favorite "Who do you want me to punch in the face?!" Yes, all this means this mob of people care but when they are all asking questions at the same time its confusing. The girl crying probably just wants to scream because there is no way to answer them all at once. Too stressful. Very unpleasant if you ask me.
But, stuff happens and yes it sucks but its not like you planned that. You can never really plan things for homecoming night. You may be planning to finally dance with the guy you like but, he's off with some other chick. Or hey who knows. You might be like me, planning on the practical and expecting to just dance around with you're friends but who knows. A twist of fate can happen and you meet you're prince charming, the other half to your heart, the peanut butter to your jelly... Ha yeah the chances of that second one at slim to none. But hey, You never know. But no matter what. If it's you or someone else...
There is Always That One Girl Crying In the Corner at the Dance.
Friday, October 8, 2010
So There Is My RANDOM THOUGHT OF THE DAY :D ... Yeha I'm Not Going to be Doing This Every Day
Dear Someone,
Ok. Not short story. Just letting you know(: ahead of time.
You know, walking down the hallways of a very crowded high school you always over hear little bits and pieces of peoples conversations. But in my... What, almost two months of my sophomore year I have pretty much averaged out the main two words people say. The first word.. I shall not say on here because its a bad word *GASP* (starts with an f, just in case you were dying to know)
The second is the word "Hot"and no. They are not talking about the weather out side. They are talking about that kid in their MathEnglishScienceAndWhatEverOtherClassesThereAre class. So hearing all this I pretty much know who they are talking about. If its a bunch of girls talking it's always the popular guys. Yes. One or two of them are mighty fine BUT they are so full of them self it's not even worth waisting you time on crushing on them.
Also. You hear people saying they think that some one you are extremely close to is hot.
So this guy I am gonna name..... Ray. He has been in a few of my classes sense sixth grade. I have always thought he was kinda cute. This year I thought I could maybe have a smidge of a chance to get Ray to FINALLY notice me... Then I hear he thinks my friend is hot. Well, that makes you just want to sit at you're desk and doodle broken hearts all over my notebook. Ok, that was a lie. That would be a little over kill over a guy you have a ittybittytinny crush on. Yet, he still thinks your friend is hot and still has no idea you are even there.
Sitting at the computer thinking of all this you realise non of you're friends run up to you saying they heard this guy thinks your hot or attractive... Yet you can specifically remember doing that for them... Hmm.... Something about doesn't seem fair does it.
WAIT! before you brake out the Ben&Jerry's Ice Cream and pop Sleepless in Seattle into the DVD player stop and think.
These guys are hearing just saying your friends are hot, just judging them on their appearance. Yet, hottness only goes skin deep.
Beautiful
Now that's a word.
Personally. I would rather be called beautiful once and have the person mean it then get called hot by a million other people. That's just me.
Beautiful.... That just sets you apart from all the other hundreds of girls out there. What makes you, you. It describes you inside and out.
Every one is beautiful. It's just nice to hear it sometimes randomly with out warning. Catches you by surprise when some one tells you.
So There Is My RANDOM THOUHT OF THE DAY :D ... Yeah I'm Not Going to be Doing This Every Day
Ok. Not short story. Just letting you know(: ahead of time.
You know, walking down the hallways of a very crowded high school you always over hear little bits and pieces of peoples conversations. But in my... What, almost two months of my sophomore year I have pretty much averaged out the main two words people say. The first word.. I shall not say on here because its a bad word *GASP* (starts with an f, just in case you were dying to know)
The second is the word "Hot"and no. They are not talking about the weather out side. They are talking about that kid in their MathEnglishScienceAndWhatEverOtherClassesThereAre class. So hearing all this I pretty much know who they are talking about. If its a bunch of girls talking it's always the popular guys. Yes. One or two of them are mighty fine BUT they are so full of them self it's not even worth waisting you time on crushing on them.
Also. You hear people saying they think that some one you are extremely close to is hot.
So this guy I am gonna name..... Ray. He has been in a few of my classes sense sixth grade. I have always thought he was kinda cute. This year I thought I could maybe have a smidge of a chance to get Ray to FINALLY notice me... Then I hear he thinks my friend is hot. Well, that makes you just want to sit at you're desk and doodle broken hearts all over my notebook. Ok, that was a lie. That would be a little over kill over a guy you have a ittybittytinny crush on. Yet, he still thinks your friend is hot and still has no idea you are even there.
Sitting at the computer thinking of all this you realise non of you're friends run up to you saying they heard this guy thinks your hot or attractive... Yet you can specifically remember doing that for them... Hmm.... Something about doesn't seem fair does it.
WAIT! before you brake out the Ben&Jerry's Ice Cream and pop Sleepless in Seattle into the DVD player stop and think.
These guys are hearing just saying your friends are hot, just judging them on their appearance. Yet, hottness only goes skin deep.
Beautiful
Now that's a word.
Personally. I would rather be called beautiful once and have the person mean it then get called hot by a million other people. That's just me.
Beautiful.... That just sets you apart from all the other hundreds of girls out there. What makes you, you. It describes you inside and out.
Every one is beautiful. It's just nice to hear it sometimes randomly with out warning. Catches you by surprise when some one tells you.
So There Is My RANDOM THOUHT OF THE DAY :D ... Yeah I'm Not Going to be Doing This Every Day
Friday, October 1, 2010
To Kiss Her or Not to Kiss Her... That is The Question.
Dear Someone,
Another short story.. This is from *Jason's perspective* sooo sorry if me writing from guy perspective sucks. I don't do that very much so. Kinda new for me. . . (Also I put that in bold so people would know it was Jason's perspective so they didn't think it was Stella... cause that could be a little awkward..just letting y'all know) Tell me what you think about it ok? Awesome(: Well... Enjoy :D
We both walked out to my car. Stella walking next to me. Our shadows stretched out across the speckled gray cement. The parking lot was half empty, most of the cars already done. We got to my car. A big black car. It use to be my mom's until she got a new car. So I got this one. It's pretty nice and spacious on the inside, I don't feel like I'm driving a clown car.
I pressed the unlock button and walked to the drivers side. I pulled the handle and the door swung open. I slipped my back pack straps off my shoulders and threw my backpack into the back seat. I slid into the fabric covered seat and looked over. Stella had thrown her navy blue backpack into the back seat with mine. Then she tried to step into the car. It looked to me as if she missed the little step to get into the car and ended up just falling onto the seat. Her wavy brown hair falling in front of her face. I laughed, she looked up at me from behind the curtain of hair covering her heart shaped face.
"Oh... hey that was awkward."
She smiled embarrassed to herself then got in the car correctly this time. The door shut behind her. She went to pull her phone out of her back pocket. When she dropped it onto her lap but it slipped off her jeans and onto the floor. She leaned over to pick it up and hit her head on the glove compartment.
"Ow..."
She put her hand up to her forehead, scrunching up her small button nose and placed her phone neatly onto her lap making sure it didn't slip again.
I couldn't help but keep my eyes off her. She was so interesting to watch, the little faces she made. Like when you say something slightly inappropriate she tries to think its not funny but a trying-to-hold-back-the-laughter smile comes to her lips, or the way her cheeks blush when she keeps stumbling over her words. Just the fact that she smiles at the little things. Like when a song comes on that she likes, or when you say the smallest little thing that would mean absolutely nothing to everyone else even though its kind of important to you. Stella gets that stuff. Looks at the small things and sees it's beauty in it.
I turned the keys, the car came to life. I rolled the windows down to get some air into the car, but it was gonna just stay at the same heat until we started to drive.
She pushed her brown wavy hair behind her ears, letting it fall around her shoulders. She glanced over at me.
"What?"
She asked, one of her eye brows up in curiosity, giving me that "Stella Look". Her dark blue eyes met mine. I felt like I was drowning in her sea colored eyes. Unable/unwilling to look away. I did anyway by looking down at my steering wheel then back at her.
"Oh Stella, Stella, Stella." I said, laughter in my voice.
"Oh Jason, Jason, Jason." She copied the way I said it, getting tongue tied towards the end. She stopped then gave her "awkward" Stella smile. I knew she was thinking something like Oh that was a fail... Oh well I'll just sit here and look cute. Or maybe she wasn't. Then she leaned over, setting her elbow on the arm rest, getting closer to me. I smiled.
It would be so easy for me to just lean over and kiss her. I wanted to. really bad for some reason. Something stopped me though. Maybe it was the fact that I didn't know what she thinks of me. Ok, I know she's ok with me, obviously considering she is in my car with me right now hanging out with me. But, like me the way I like her. How would she react if I did that if i just leaned over and POW kissed her, right on the lips? Would she be ok with it... or not?
I looked at her hand that was placed under her chin. My eyes followed her ivory colored arm down to her elbow that was on the armrest. I stopped there.
Thinking of all that. I attempted to throw that kissing idea out of my head. It lasted for oh... a second. It came back the second I looked at her raspberry colored lips.
I backed out of my parking spot looking in the rear view mirror making sure it was all clear. Then i slowly rolled the car out of the parking lot. I made sure to go kinda slow just in case. I didn't want to accidentally run over one of my classmates. How awful would that be?
Once we hit the street and got past at lest 20mph the wind came in through the windows, instantly cooling things off.
"Would you like to listen to some musica?"
"SÃ!" Stella smiled back, happy that she could use the one Spanish word she knows.
I pressed the power button onto the stereo. At first there was no sound coming out, then in a second the music BLASTED out of the speakers.
"Whoa!" I quickly turned the volume all the way down.
Stella looked at me with huge eyes, "Ahh..." She said quietly, "That was scary."
I laughed, "Again. Stella. You're so jumpy."
"Well YEAH! That was just like. BLEH!"
She threw her hands into the air showing a throwing action of some sort.
"Yes it was. Now lets fix that."
I turned the volume up. The song playing I didn't like too much. I started to skip through the songs that where on the CD Play list. I was probably going too fast, i could barely tell what song was what.
"WAIT!"
I took my hand off the next button.
"I love that song!" She reached over excitedly and pressed the previous button.
I listened, it took me a second to understand the cord to get it. Yellow by Coldplay. I was surprised that she knew what it was by just hearing split second of the song.
"I like this song too. It's one of my all time favorites."
"Me too!" She shrieked.
We didn't say anything, just listened to the music. Stella started to sing along with the lyrics. She wasn't about to be the next Justin Bieber (yes, 'cause Justin Bieber sounds like a girl. Yet he's extremely popular. Why? I don't know. I think these girls that are obsessed with him are crazy.) But I loved her voice. It was, sweet, very Stella-ish.
I took my eyes off the road for a moment to steal a glance at her. Stella's brown hair going all over, hitting her in the face as if it was trying to smother her. She put her hands up, grabbing all her hair trying to keep it back. She then looked over at me. Catching me looking at her, a faint easy going smile came to her lips.
"What?"
"Nothing. Just your hair is going crazy!"
"Yes. I realised that. Psh, stupid hair." she dropped her hands, letting her hair free again.
She leaned back, placing her head on the head rest looking out the window. The sun streaming in on her, making her skin look so touchable. Her mouth moving to the words of the song. She looked just so beautiful sitting there and not even trying.
Yeah. I felt my self falling for her. There was no way to deny it.
THANKS FOR READING THIS :D Ok tell me what you think of it please(: Either, comment on this blog post thingy, or if you have my number. Call or text me and! If you are one of the lucky people out there that is friends with me on Facebook. Chat me or email me or SOMETHING! Message in a bottle for all I care! As long as you tell me what you think of my writing. THANKS :D
... But before you get a glass bottle all ready to send to me, remember. I live in the land locked state of Colorado.. Just sayin(:
Another short story.. This is from *Jason's perspective* sooo sorry if me writing from guy perspective sucks. I don't do that very much so. Kinda new for me. . . (Also I put that in bold so people would know it was Jason's perspective so they didn't think it was Stella... cause that could be a little awkward..just letting y'all know) Tell me what you think about it ok? Awesome(: Well... Enjoy :D
We both walked out to my car. Stella walking next to me. Our shadows stretched out across the speckled gray cement. The parking lot was half empty, most of the cars already done. We got to my car. A big black car. It use to be my mom's until she got a new car. So I got this one. It's pretty nice and spacious on the inside, I don't feel like I'm driving a clown car.
I pressed the unlock button and walked to the drivers side. I pulled the handle and the door swung open. I slipped my back pack straps off my shoulders and threw my backpack into the back seat. I slid into the fabric covered seat and looked over. Stella had thrown her navy blue backpack into the back seat with mine. Then she tried to step into the car. It looked to me as if she missed the little step to get into the car and ended up just falling onto the seat. Her wavy brown hair falling in front of her face. I laughed, she looked up at me from behind the curtain of hair covering her heart shaped face.
"Oh... hey that was awkward."
She smiled embarrassed to herself then got in the car correctly this time. The door shut behind her. She went to pull her phone out of her back pocket. When she dropped it onto her lap but it slipped off her jeans and onto the floor. She leaned over to pick it up and hit her head on the glove compartment.
"Ow..."
She put her hand up to her forehead, scrunching up her small button nose and placed her phone neatly onto her lap making sure it didn't slip again.
I couldn't help but keep my eyes off her. She was so interesting to watch, the little faces she made. Like when you say something slightly inappropriate she tries to think its not funny but a trying-to-hold-back-the-laughter smile comes to her lips, or the way her cheeks blush when she keeps stumbling over her words. Just the fact that she smiles at the little things. Like when a song comes on that she likes, or when you say the smallest little thing that would mean absolutely nothing to everyone else even though its kind of important to you. Stella gets that stuff. Looks at the small things and sees it's beauty in it.
I turned the keys, the car came to life. I rolled the windows down to get some air into the car, but it was gonna just stay at the same heat until we started to drive.
She pushed her brown wavy hair behind her ears, letting it fall around her shoulders. She glanced over at me.
"What?"
She asked, one of her eye brows up in curiosity, giving me that "Stella Look". Her dark blue eyes met mine. I felt like I was drowning in her sea colored eyes. Unable/unwilling to look away. I did anyway by looking down at my steering wheel then back at her.
"Oh Stella, Stella, Stella." I said, laughter in my voice.
"Oh Jason, Jason, Jason." She copied the way I said it, getting tongue tied towards the end. She stopped then gave her "awkward" Stella smile. I knew she was thinking something like Oh that was a fail... Oh well I'll just sit here and look cute. Or maybe she wasn't. Then she leaned over, setting her elbow on the arm rest, getting closer to me. I smiled.
It would be so easy for me to just lean over and kiss her. I wanted to. really bad for some reason. Something stopped me though. Maybe it was the fact that I didn't know what she thinks of me. Ok, I know she's ok with me, obviously considering she is in my car with me right now hanging out with me. But, like me the way I like her. How would she react if I did that if i just leaned over and POW kissed her, right on the lips? Would she be ok with it... or not?
I looked at her hand that was placed under her chin. My eyes followed her ivory colored arm down to her elbow that was on the armrest. I stopped there.
Thinking of all that. I attempted to throw that kissing idea out of my head. It lasted for oh... a second. It came back the second I looked at her raspberry colored lips.
I backed out of my parking spot looking in the rear view mirror making sure it was all clear. Then i slowly rolled the car out of the parking lot. I made sure to go kinda slow just in case. I didn't want to accidentally run over one of my classmates. How awful would that be?
Once we hit the street and got past at lest 20mph the wind came in through the windows, instantly cooling things off.
"Would you like to listen to some musica?"
"SÃ!" Stella smiled back, happy that she could use the one Spanish word she knows.
I pressed the power button onto the stereo. At first there was no sound coming out, then in a second the music BLASTED out of the speakers.
"Whoa!" I quickly turned the volume all the way down.
Stella looked at me with huge eyes, "Ahh..." She said quietly, "That was scary."
I laughed, "Again. Stella. You're so jumpy."
"Well YEAH! That was just like. BLEH!"
She threw her hands into the air showing a throwing action of some sort.
"Yes it was. Now lets fix that."
I turned the volume up. The song playing I didn't like too much. I started to skip through the songs that where on the CD Play list. I was probably going too fast, i could barely tell what song was what.
"WAIT!"
I took my hand off the next button.
"I love that song!" She reached over excitedly and pressed the previous button.
I listened, it took me a second to understand the cord to get it. Yellow by Coldplay. I was surprised that she knew what it was by just hearing split second of the song.
"I like this song too. It's one of my all time favorites."
"Me too!" She shrieked.
We didn't say anything, just listened to the music. Stella started to sing along with the lyrics. She wasn't about to be the next Justin Bieber (yes, 'cause Justin Bieber sounds like a girl. Yet he's extremely popular. Why? I don't know. I think these girls that are obsessed with him are crazy.) But I loved her voice. It was, sweet, very Stella-ish.
I took my eyes off the road for a moment to steal a glance at her. Stella's brown hair going all over, hitting her in the face as if it was trying to smother her. She put her hands up, grabbing all her hair trying to keep it back. She then looked over at me. Catching me looking at her, a faint easy going smile came to her lips.
"What?"
"Nothing. Just your hair is going crazy!"
"Yes. I realised that. Psh, stupid hair." she dropped her hands, letting her hair free again.
She leaned back, placing her head on the head rest looking out the window. The sun streaming in on her, making her skin look so touchable. Her mouth moving to the words of the song. She looked just so beautiful sitting there and not even trying.
Yeah. I felt my self falling for her. There was no way to deny it.
THANKS FOR READING THIS :D Ok tell me what you think of it please(: Either, comment on this blog post thingy, or if you have my number. Call or text me and! If you are one of the lucky people out there that is friends with me on Facebook. Chat me or email me or SOMETHING! Message in a bottle for all I care! As long as you tell me what you think of my writing. THANKS :D
... But before you get a glass bottle all ready to send to me, remember. I live in the land locked state of Colorado.. Just sayin(:
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
First Dance
Dear Someone,
HELLO fellow bloggers and anyone who is reading this lovely blog randomly becuase you either saw a link to this from facebook or I told you to check this place out. (by the way thanks) ANYWAY I am deciding to change things up. I feel like just writing something to write something... Like a short story. YAY! :D Ok. If you like it. LET ME KNOW please(: Here it goes
"And you could move on with your whole life, just like you do just like you shoo-by do do do, but you could make everything alright and I want you too, because ever since the first dance all I thought about was lovin on yo--"
HELLO fellow bloggers and anyone who is reading this lovely blog randomly becuase you either saw a link to this from facebook or I told you to check this place out. (by the way thanks) ANYWAY I am deciding to change things up. I feel like just writing something to write something... Like a short story. YAY! :D Ok. If you like it. LET ME KNOW please(: Here it goes
"And you could move on with your whole life, just like you do just like you shoo-by do do do, but you could make everything alright and I want you too, because ever since the first dance all I thought about was lovin on yo--"
I felt a tug on my earphones. But before I could react, the earphones were done, disappeared from my ears. I whipped around. Jason was standing beside me laughing. My heart instantly jumped, even though I talk to him like amost 24/7 I still can't help but get butterflies every time I see him.
"Oh Stella, you're so jumpy!" He swung my earphone cord around his fingers, letting the blue ear buds fly around.
I rolled my eyes then smiled, "Jason.... You are so mean! I was enjoying that song."
"Yeah I could tell," He handed me back the earphones, "You kinda started to dance around a little while you were walking." His nose scrunched up a little as he snickered at me.
Oh... Well that's awkward. I thought to my self as I wrapped the cord around my purple cased iPod.
"Well. That means it was a good song."
I shoved my iPod into the front pocket of my backpack.
"What was it anyway?"
His blue eyes looked at me from under his long black hair.
"Frist Dace by NeverShoutNever."
"Ew." He scrunched his face up in discussed, "I forgot you liked bad music."
"Hey! NeverShoutNever is absolutly amazing."
"No Stella, No. You just think that Drew guy who 'sings' those god awful songs is hot." He seemed to cringe when he said the words.. Boys. They are such babies.
"Um, all have you know." I raised my hand in the air, as if I was about to make a really big point... Which i knew I wasn't, "Christofer Drew Ingle does actually sing those AMAZING songs... Yes I do think he's rather attractive if you're into the tatoo-covered-lip-ringed guys. But hes not awful you're just jealous." I stuck my tounge out at the end. . .
Why did I just stick my tounge out? What. No. We are in high school not kingergarden.
"Riiiighhhhhttt....." Jason gave a look like ohhman. then looked away from me.
"Goodness, you are so mean to me and my music! Why am I even friends with you?!"
"Because," he grabbed me around the waist in between me and the back pack on my back really quick and pulled me into a hug. My head pressed up to his chest, "You love me."
He had NO idea how true those words were.
I didn't hug him back though. I just let my arms hang there.
"Mleh."
He pushed me back. His hands on my shoulders keeping us arms leanght apart.
"Mleh? WHAT?! What," He shook me like a rag doll, "You mean you don't know if you love me!?" He stopped shaking me.
It took me a second to get my vision back in order. He stared at me with his bright blue eyes waiting for a reply. I smiled at him, "Aw Jason you know I love you."
His big happy Jason smile came to his lips.
"Good." he pulled me in again, wrapping his muscular arms around me. He rested his chin on top of my head.
OK! so... Yes that was the first of. Maybe many? I don't know. Depends. I could keep writing stuff like this orrrr I can stick with what I was writing before. So Please let me know(: AWESOME thanks!
ALSO! If yall want to me too keep writing stuff there is alot more stuff that can happen with Stella and Jason.... Just sayin(:
"Oh Stella, you're so jumpy!" He swung my earphone cord around his fingers, letting the blue ear buds fly around.
I rolled my eyes then smiled, "Jason.... You are so mean! I was enjoying that song."
"Yeah I could tell," He handed me back the earphones, "You kinda started to dance around a little while you were walking." His nose scrunched up a little as he snickered at me.
Oh... Well that's awkward. I thought to my self as I wrapped the cord around my purple cased iPod.
"Well. That means it was a good song."
I shoved my iPod into the front pocket of my backpack.
"What was it anyway?"
His blue eyes looked at me from under his long black hair.
"Frist Dace by NeverShoutNever."
"Ew." He scrunched his face up in discussed, "I forgot you liked bad music."
"Hey! NeverShoutNever is absolutly amazing."
"No Stella, No. You just think that Drew guy who 'sings' those god awful songs is hot." He seemed to cringe when he said the words.. Boys. They are such babies.
"Um, all have you know." I raised my hand in the air, as if I was about to make a really big point... Which i knew I wasn't, "Christofer Drew Ingle does actually sing those AMAZING songs... Yes I do think he's rather attractive if you're into the tatoo-covered-lip-ringed guys. But hes not awful you're just jealous." I stuck my tounge out at the end. . .
Why did I just stick my tounge out? What. No. We are in high school not kingergarden.
"Riiiighhhhhttt....." Jason gave a look like ohhman. then looked away from me.
"Goodness, you are so mean to me and my music! Why am I even friends with you?!"
"Because," he grabbed me around the waist in between me and the back pack on my back really quick and pulled me into a hug. My head pressed up to his chest, "You love me."
He had NO idea how true those words were.
I didn't hug him back though. I just let my arms hang there.
"Mleh."
He pushed me back. His hands on my shoulders keeping us arms leanght apart.
"Mleh? WHAT?! What," He shook me like a rag doll, "You mean you don't know if you love me!?" He stopped shaking me.
It took me a second to get my vision back in order. He stared at me with his bright blue eyes waiting for a reply. I smiled at him, "Aw Jason you know I love you."
His big happy Jason smile came to his lips.
"Good." he pulled me in again, wrapping his muscular arms around me. He rested his chin on top of my head.
OK! so... Yes that was the first of. Maybe many? I don't know. Depends. I could keep writing stuff like this orrrr I can stick with what I was writing before. So Please let me know(: AWESOME thanks!
ALSO! If yall want to me too keep writing stuff there is alot more stuff that can happen with Stella and Jason.... Just sayin(:
Monday, September 27, 2010
La La Land With Love Bubbles.. Oh Man, Sounds Like You Just Fell Into The Land of Oz! (Stella I'm writing this for you k? k)
Dear Someone,
La La Land, Oh what a wonderful place. And I'm talking about that La La Land you enter when you really really REALLY like a guy. La La Land gets even better when the guy likes you back. Then you're in Love Bubble were you think will never ever getting popped. But oh hey. Like 99.987383939% of high school relationships barely go past the three week mark, if you're lucky. See but people don't know that because the only "relationships" people notice are those very random couples out there who have been going out for like a year. Only reason why any one cares is because people finally noticed them. So hey, he says a few little words, to try and make the break up easier maybe? That or he's just to immature to actually say what he was thinking.
So a little bit later. A week, a few days even, word gets leaked out easily. You hear that the guy you just had this no longer Love Bubble is gonna ask out some girl. Upon hearing the news your heart sinks lower and lower into your stomach. Then you find out who it is. Its that tall, tan, girl that is just flat out beautiful. Magazine cover perfect pretty much, yes so as you can imagine what I'm talking about here. She can walk down the crowded hall way and make all the guys just fall tragically in love with her with just a glance.
Oh doesn't that just make you feel just like singing and dancing in rain?
Oh yeah, definitely...
So, hey next day after hearing this you see her. You instantly hate her, your heart just burns with anger knowing the fact that he likes her. Then another glance at her. The fire fades, she cant help thats she's so beautiful. She actually really is, shes probably got a funny personality outgoing personality that you know he likes in girls.
So you lok away, you don't want to get caught looking and you can see a reflection or your self in the dark computer screen in the library. You're not Seventeen Magazine material. You have zits, you're not 6'2, you have been called a vampire you're so pale, and to top it off, you can barely speak correctly. You always stumble over your own words. That girl can probably speak five different languages perfectly.
Your self confidence was pretty ok, not anymore though. It totally just fell off the edge of a cliff. No not a cliff. Mt. Everest and it didn't stop till it hit the level ground. Now its Hasta La Bye Bye to that...
Then there is that brokenness angry fire coming back. Pretty much all he said was crap. He might as well told you he had fallen in love for this "Greek Goddess". Good. That would have been better actually. You could have gotten over that jerk face quicker. But no.. He went off saying all that foo foo stuff so you wont hate him for after what he did.. Even though you REALLY should.. Ok. not like I HATE YOU FOR LIFE but. Pretty PO ed.
Yeah... You are pretty much chewed up gum under a school desk to him now. Oh, such a sad way to put it. Yet that's how you feel. which is pretty dang messed up if you ask me. A girl should NOT feel like that. She should be treated like a Princess... And no not like the Princess who is locked in a tower that it guarded by a fire breathing dragon. The other kind of Princess.
But hey. You look around.... The only guys who seem to notice you is the weird nerd guy who sits next to you in science or that creepy kid that you were nice to once. Now he just wont leave you alone... Funny how that works huh?
Stella its all gonna be ok! Guys are stupid. Yes they are extremely attractive and fun to look at. But hey. We are sophomores, it's not like the end of the world if things didn't work out. HEY! look on the bright side. This means you can go out there and flirt it up and find a new guy who will be sweet to you as well. But, now you know not set goals too high for that next one. Cause we all know that boys are immature and lame :P
See boys are just immature. They don't actually mature till their 20's, and it's still pretty iffy even THEN.
So hey, y'all broke up. Break ups happen. Probably next year you will look back and think "What the heck? Why was I so upset about that? He was an idiot jerk-face who wasn't even worth my time." But like right now, present time. No matter what any one says it all still sucks. All you really want to do at the moment is clutch your favorite teddy bear to your chest crying you're eyes out.
And to think? You use to be in...
La La Land With Love Bubble... Oh Man, Sounds Like You Just Fell Into The Land Of Oz
La La Land, Oh what a wonderful place. And I'm talking about that La La Land you enter when you really really REALLY like a guy. La La Land gets even better when the guy likes you back. Then you're in Love Bubble were you think will never ever getting popped. But oh hey. Like 99.987383939% of high school relationships barely go past the three week mark, if you're lucky. See but people don't know that because the only "relationships" people notice are those very random couples out there who have been going out for like a year. Only reason why any one cares is because people finally noticed them. So hey, he says a few little words, to try and make the break up easier maybe? That or he's just to immature to actually say what he was thinking.
So a little bit later. A week, a few days even, word gets leaked out easily. You hear that the guy you just had this no longer Love Bubble is gonna ask out some girl. Upon hearing the news your heart sinks lower and lower into your stomach. Then you find out who it is. Its that tall, tan, girl that is just flat out beautiful. Magazine cover perfect pretty much, yes so as you can imagine what I'm talking about here. She can walk down the crowded hall way and make all the guys just fall tragically in love with her with just a glance.
Oh doesn't that just make you feel just like singing and dancing in rain?
Oh yeah, definitely...
So, hey next day after hearing this you see her. You instantly hate her, your heart just burns with anger knowing the fact that he likes her. Then another glance at her. The fire fades, she cant help thats she's so beautiful. She actually really is, shes probably got a funny personality outgoing personality that you know he likes in girls.
So you lok away, you don't want to get caught looking and you can see a reflection or your self in the dark computer screen in the library. You're not Seventeen Magazine material. You have zits, you're not 6'2, you have been called a vampire you're so pale, and to top it off, you can barely speak correctly. You always stumble over your own words. That girl can probably speak five different languages perfectly.
Your self confidence was pretty ok, not anymore though. It totally just fell off the edge of a cliff. No not a cliff. Mt. Everest and it didn't stop till it hit the level ground. Now its Hasta La Bye Bye to that...
Then there is that brokenness angry fire coming back. Pretty much all he said was crap. He might as well told you he had fallen in love for this "Greek Goddess". Good. That would have been better actually. You could have gotten over that jerk face quicker. But no.. He went off saying all that foo foo stuff so you wont hate him for after what he did.. Even though you REALLY should.. Ok. not like I HATE YOU FOR LIFE but. Pretty PO ed.
Yeah... You are pretty much chewed up gum under a school desk to him now. Oh, such a sad way to put it. Yet that's how you feel. which is pretty dang messed up if you ask me. A girl should NOT feel like that. She should be treated like a Princess... And no not like the Princess who is locked in a tower that it guarded by a fire breathing dragon. The other kind of Princess.
But hey. You look around.... The only guys who seem to notice you is the weird nerd guy who sits next to you in science or that creepy kid that you were nice to once. Now he just wont leave you alone... Funny how that works huh?
Stella its all gonna be ok! Guys are stupid. Yes they are extremely attractive and fun to look at. But hey. We are sophomores, it's not like the end of the world if things didn't work out. HEY! look on the bright side. This means you can go out there and flirt it up and find a new guy who will be sweet to you as well. But, now you know not set goals too high for that next one. Cause we all know that boys are immature and lame :P
See boys are just immature. They don't actually mature till their 20's, and it's still pretty iffy even THEN.
So hey, y'all broke up. Break ups happen. Probably next year you will look back and think "What the heck? Why was I so upset about that? He was an idiot jerk-face who wasn't even worth my time." But like right now, present time. No matter what any one says it all still sucks. All you really want to do at the moment is clutch your favorite teddy bear to your chest crying you're eyes out.
And to think? You use to be in...
La La Land With Love Bubble... Oh Man, Sounds Like You Just Fell Into The Land Of Oz
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Saturday, September 25, 2010
It's Always The Last Place You Look
Dear Someone,
You know whats really mind blowing to think about....
The person you are going to marry is walking on this earth right as we speak! :O
(OK.. well right as you are reading this... because technically I'm not talking...)
WHAO! Thats crazy though right?! I mean. Who knows! This guy might be off some where in... Washington or maybe he even goes Rock Canyon. He could even be in your math class or something. He could be sitting right next to you and you are completly clueless!
Me and my friends where talking about it today. It's almost always the person you least expect. So. Saying that the last person I would expect to fall in love with is this guy that for some reason hates me. Why? I have no idea. I never did anything to him. I think he just woke up one moring and thought "I just hate Brooke! Even though she did nothing what so ever to me!" ... so yeah. So he would be the last person i would expect to get married too.... Which. AH I'd rather not get married to him.
But, now that I'm expecting that... I don't think it will. He will go off and marry that girl he met in college. AWESOME!
But hey. Who knows. You might be at.... Starbucks one day. And you order just a regular tall coffee and when they say it's ready you go up to get it. So you reach out and right as your finger tips touch the warm cardboard cup there is another hand there as well. It just happens to be a guy your age, rather attractive. Then he lets you have the coffee then he gets his then you guys sit and talk even after the coffee is long gone. And to think. You were just planning on getting coffee, not meeting the love of your life.
It's Always The Last Place You Look
You know whats really mind blowing to think about....
The person you are going to marry is walking on this earth right as we speak! :O
(OK.. well right as you are reading this... because technically I'm not talking...)
WHAO! Thats crazy though right?! I mean. Who knows! This guy might be off some where in... Washington or maybe he even goes Rock Canyon. He could even be in your math class or something. He could be sitting right next to you and you are completly clueless!
Me and my friends where talking about it today. It's almost always the person you least expect. So. Saying that the last person I would expect to fall in love with is this guy that for some reason hates me. Why? I have no idea. I never did anything to him. I think he just woke up one moring and thought "I just hate Brooke! Even though she did nothing what so ever to me!" ... so yeah. So he would be the last person i would expect to get married too.... Which. AH I'd rather not get married to him.
But, now that I'm expecting that... I don't think it will. He will go off and marry that girl he met in college. AWESOME!
But hey. Who knows. You might be at.... Starbucks one day. And you order just a regular tall coffee and when they say it's ready you go up to get it. So you reach out and right as your finger tips touch the warm cardboard cup there is another hand there as well. It just happens to be a guy your age, rather attractive. Then he lets you have the coffee then he gets his then you guys sit and talk even after the coffee is long gone. And to think. You were just planning on getting coffee, not meeting the love of your life.
It's Always The Last Place You Look
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thank You Facebook For Informing Me on THAT... Really. Thanks.
Dear Someone,
Facebook.... Oh that wonderful thing. We all hate it yet love it at the same time. Seriously, you can't deny it. It's really boring honestly. So many times you try to quit. Yet, if you quit. You are totally out of the loop! You miss out on the latest stuff with every one you some what know.
Every one has at least 100 friends on Facebook.... But... Hey i don't have 100 close friends. I only have like. five.. and half the people I am friends with on Facebook we have never actually talking in person EVER or we hate each other. . . Yet. . . we are friends? Yes. Weird.
Also. we are ALL guilty of Facebook Stalking people. We can't help but look through their pictures. Why? We hardly know them.. Or we know them VERY well, but you still feel like your creeping on them.
Also. I hate it when people say "In a Relationship" But it doesn't say who with.... its so lame. Seriously if you are gonna say your in a relationship you might as well say who it's with. It's like a big mystery and all the comments that seem to follow it are "WHO WITH?!" Then they comment on it saying "Oh I'll text you(:" ... If it's really that big a secret why even post you're in a realistionship?
... yeah that bothers me...
But what bothers me the most. Are those statuses where you are unsure if they are about you or not... Yes that sounds vein and stupid but hey. You do talk to people at school and what not. So who knows, that one status could very well be about you. You're the reason why they are confused, or why they are so happy.
So. Knowing that the status just MIGHT be about you, you end up checking every few minutes and watch the comments build up. Seeing what people are saying. But, they don't know it's about you, they think its about something else.
So you try to stop looking at those comments. That's when you know you got ditched by your friends. You see all the pictures, and statuses saying how much fun that one thing was... Yeah doesn't that just give you a warm fuzzy feeling inside knowing that they intentionally didn't invite you. Causing you to say home and sit on your butt bored all day because no one could have out because HEY LOOK every one is at this thing except you! ... So
Thank You Facebook For Informing Me on THAT... Really. Thanks.
Facebook.... Oh that wonderful thing. We all hate it yet love it at the same time. Seriously, you can't deny it. It's really boring honestly. So many times you try to quit. Yet, if you quit. You are totally out of the loop! You miss out on the latest stuff with every one you some what know.
Every one has at least 100 friends on Facebook.... But... Hey i don't have 100 close friends. I only have like. five.. and half the people I am friends with on Facebook we have never actually talking in person EVER or we hate each other. . . Yet. . . we are friends? Yes. Weird.
Also. we are ALL guilty of Facebook Stalking people. We can't help but look through their pictures. Why? We hardly know them.. Or we know them VERY well, but you still feel like your creeping on them.
Also. I hate it when people say "In a Relationship" But it doesn't say who with.... its so lame. Seriously if you are gonna say your in a relationship you might as well say who it's with. It's like a big mystery and all the comments that seem to follow it are "WHO WITH?!" Then they comment on it saying "Oh I'll text you(:" ... If it's really that big a secret why even post you're in a realistionship?
... yeah that bothers me...
But what bothers me the most. Are those statuses where you are unsure if they are about you or not... Yes that sounds vein and stupid but hey. You do talk to people at school and what not. So who knows, that one status could very well be about you. You're the reason why they are confused, or why they are so happy.
So. Knowing that the status just MIGHT be about you, you end up checking every few minutes and watch the comments build up. Seeing what people are saying. But, they don't know it's about you, they think its about something else.
So you try to stop looking at those comments. That's when you know you got ditched by your friends. You see all the pictures, and statuses saying how much fun that one thing was... Yeah doesn't that just give you a warm fuzzy feeling inside knowing that they intentionally didn't invite you. Causing you to say home and sit on your butt bored all day because no one could have out because HEY LOOK every one is at this thing except you! ... So
Thank You Facebook For Informing Me on THAT... Really. Thanks.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Cowboys, What Do You Think About Them?
Dear Someone,
In My U.S History class we talked about Cowboy's briefly. My teacher stood by the white board, Expo marker in hand and asked, "What do you think of when you hear Cowboy?" The whole class started blurting out things.
Wait.. What? Romance? Romance and Cowboys? What. No. See when I think of Cowboys I think of Woody from Toy Story. And I definitely was not about to say that to the class. "Oh yes, Cowboy's make me think of that plastic toy in that pixar animated movie." ... Yeah not happening ... But Romance? What's romantic about Cowboys? They smell like cattle, get drunk, start bar fights and are outlaws. Well... at lest back in the 1800's that's what they where like...
It's come to my attention that our perspective of these "hunky" Cowboys has been set up to make them seem about a million times hotter then they actually where. That's all LIES. They weren't the attractive macho manly men that has been painted in our heads. These guys who actually where cowboys then, at the prime time of cowboys, they where smaller, lightweight so they can ride horses for hours, quick on their feet... and. They smelled..
Sorry, but the whole hardly bathing for three to four months really struck me as nasty.
I can't imagine THOSE Cowboy's from the 1800's to be romantic. Whats so special about a Cowboy that makes him more attractive then a football player or a math geek or that artsy guy.
.. Maybe it's the button up shirts that are worn so casually, or its the cowboy hat. Maybe even the cowboy boots. Who knows, it might just be that cute southern accent? Me bring from Texas and having gown down there to visit friends over the summer know that southern accents on guys are just... adorable(: Not gonna lie there. So a combonation of the way they talk and their get up.... I can see how that might be appealing.
See? Did you see that. Even though we all know better, can't help it. Every time we see a guy walk by who looks like a cowboy we stop. We imagine how romantic it would be if he just rode up on his trusty steed, lookin all hot and Cowboyish and just seeped you off your feet and ride off into the sunset together and live a life of bliss on the ranch.
So. . . My question is. . .
Cowboys, What Do You Think About Them?
In My U.S History class we talked about Cowboy's briefly. My teacher stood by the white board, Expo marker in hand and asked, "What do you think of when you hear Cowboy?" The whole class started blurting out things.
"Gun fights"
"Cattle Drives"
"Indians"
"Horses"My teacher wrote everything down as it was being said. I just sat there, too tired to say anything. Who ever thought that teenagers getting up at six am after staying up all night trying to finish homework and fit in a life would be awake for school was crazy.
"Romance"My teacher wrote it down on the board.
Wait.. What? Romance? Romance and Cowboys? What. No. See when I think of Cowboys I think of Woody from Toy Story. And I definitely was not about to say that to the class. "Oh yes, Cowboy's make me think of that plastic toy in that pixar animated movie." ... Yeah not happening ... But Romance? What's romantic about Cowboys? They smell like cattle, get drunk, start bar fights and are outlaws. Well... at lest back in the 1800's that's what they where like...
It's come to my attention that our perspective of these "hunky" Cowboys has been set up to make them seem about a million times hotter then they actually where. That's all LIES. They weren't the attractive macho manly men that has been painted in our heads. These guys who actually where cowboys then, at the prime time of cowboys, they where smaller, lightweight so they can ride horses for hours, quick on their feet... and. They smelled..
Sorry, but the whole hardly bathing for three to four months really struck me as nasty.
I can't imagine THOSE Cowboy's from the 1800's to be romantic. Whats so special about a Cowboy that makes him more attractive then a football player or a math geek or that artsy guy.
.. Maybe it's the button up shirts that are worn so casually, or its the cowboy hat. Maybe even the cowboy boots. Who knows, it might just be that cute southern accent? Me bring from Texas and having gown down there to visit friends over the summer know that southern accents on guys are just... adorable(: Not gonna lie there. So a combonation of the way they talk and their get up.... I can see how that might be appealing.
See? Did you see that. Even though we all know better, can't help it. Every time we see a guy walk by who looks like a cowboy we stop. We imagine how romantic it would be if he just rode up on his trusty steed, lookin all hot and Cowboyish and just seeped you off your feet and ride off into the sunset together and live a life of bliss on the ranch.
So. . . My question is. . .
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| OH! and there is Woody(: Just thought i would add him in here as well! |
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| ... See this is a prime excample of our perspective of Cowboy's being made hotter then they actaully are... Even though I am rather enjoyin this... ha.. KIDDING. just saying. |
Be Honest, What Do You Think?
Dear Someone,
So what do you think when you see her walk down the hall. Yes, that her. The one you said you loved. The one you hated to see unhappy. The one you promised you wouldn't hurt. The one you held until her eyes where dry and her smile was back to her lips that you said you liked.
Does she still have that amazing look she had the first moment you saw her. Or those times you held her close and thought that she was the most beautiful girl under the starry sky.
Be honest. If you don't feel the same as you did before. Why do you look at her with such a worried look when you see her crippled in pain? Why must you give that look that can make any one's heartbreak? Why do you want to be there? Why do you try to help? Why?
Say Something.
Anything.
Is all of that just because you feeling bad? Is it ever going to be how it use to be between you two? Ever? Is that completely gone now?
Are all of these stupid questions? If so, then her head is full of them. She can't stop thinking of them when she sees you in hall. Wanting to talk to you but, not sure if you even see her, even though she's standing right in front of you.
The biggest question of all. Do you even care about her anymore, or is she just another anonymous face in the hall to you now.
Be Honest, What Do You Think?
So what do you think when you see her walk down the hall. Yes, that her. The one you said you loved. The one you hated to see unhappy. The one you promised you wouldn't hurt. The one you held until her eyes where dry and her smile was back to her lips that you said you liked.
Does she still have that amazing look she had the first moment you saw her. Or those times you held her close and thought that she was the most beautiful girl under the starry sky.
Be honest. If you don't feel the same as you did before. Why do you look at her with such a worried look when you see her crippled in pain? Why must you give that look that can make any one's heartbreak? Why do you want to be there? Why do you try to help? Why?
Say Something.
Anything.
Is all of that just because you feeling bad? Is it ever going to be how it use to be between you two? Ever? Is that completely gone now?
Are all of these stupid questions? If so, then her head is full of them. She can't stop thinking of them when she sees you in hall. Wanting to talk to you but, not sure if you even see her, even though she's standing right in front of you.
The biggest question of all. Do you even care about her anymore, or is she just another anonymous face in the hall to you now.
Be Honest, What Do You Think?
Monday, September 20, 2010
Chasing Yellow
Dear Someone,
Ok! So. In creative writing, we all looked at my poem. OHHH MAN. Let me tell you. I was really nervous for it. I worked pretty dang hard on it. Got slightly obsessive over it (Yeah.. you could ask my sister. I had her read it at least 10000 times before I thought it was OK enough to maybe turn in.) Well... I moment came. I had to read it out loud. Yes. I had to restart cause I FAIL EPICLY at reading out loud. I totally knew that was gonna happen.. Oh well. I got through it. So I read it and had to keep my mouth shut the rest of the time. which I realised now is really difficult for me.. But some how I made it through wile every one went though and picked apart the poem i spent hours on writing and trying to make perfect. Yes, people noticed my one spelling error. Darn... I was hoping no one would notice it... Oh well. Ok. few key points I would like to say that i didn't say in class.
1: There are yellow diamonds. They exist
2. The capitalizing on the first and last line. I did that because.... I like how that looked.... That's really it. Not gonna lie.
3. Yes, the three words where "I Love You" But how lame would it have been if I just said "Saying I Love You again" or something along those lines.... Yeah it would have been lame. But yes I looked at the papers and every one got it correct! It was I Love You! AWESOME yall cracked the code :D So give you're self a good ol' pat on the back.
So, yes I looked through ALL the papers every one wrote on. I loved the comments. It made me laugh when people tried to find the acrostic.... it turned out to be something like..
SITAIHITTWMMSYTHIIFTNISAIIETLTMS... yeah.. try saying THAT 5 times fast. Ha, yeah.
Alot of people said that it was kind of reminded them of Twilight. That makes me laugh.. Almost everything I write, draw or ANYTHING people always say it reminds them of Twilight. Yet nothing I do involves a party-hating-crazy-obsessed girl with a love triangle with a vampire and a werewolf. But I can see why people would think TWILIGHT! Because the emotions in that are so real. Not the obsession over a vampire man but the breaking up, feeling alone stuff.
I loved how people read it backwards and got something different out of it. I tried reading it backwards when I wrote it and it made NO sense to me, so I intended it to be read just top to bottom. When people said it could have been about death I went back and read through it. I can totally see how that would go! It makes sense, too. My mind was totally blown away.... OK not really but I though "Oh. Hey... That's cool!"
Ok, also looking back though the papers alot of people where confused as to why I changed the "font" for the word yellow. It was just so you wouldn't miss it. That was my favorite word in that WHOLE poem. So, even though it confused you... you still noticed it..... my point exactly.... :)
Oh, also. like 98% of every one said "AWESOME TITLE" or "I <3 The Title" and I would like to say THANK YOU!! I enjoy it very much as well :D .. Some people didn't get it. But one person in the class got it right. It pretty much ment like "Chasing Stars" but.. that seems so lame! LAME LAME LAME! So. Chasing Yellow. ooo gives it a mysterious vibe that you feel like you might need to figure out!
Another thing. On the part that said
"I can't help but think of you. How I loved you. I look at the empty spot next to me. The place where you should be."
I saw a lot of comments that said "Ugh. So relatable :(" and alot of relatables and sad faces. AH THAT MAKES ME SAD! How lame is it that every one has to know this stupid lame pain. It sucks! Why must we go though that?? I guess there really isn't a way to avoid it.. Either way though its lame. So, I'm very sad and sorry that any of you had to understand that misery of missing someone like that.
OH another thing.
The part that said. "Feeling alone. The silence. Nothing." alottttt of people said to get rid of the nothing part. But some one said this during class (again... I forget who.. SORRY so many people said stuff I can't remeber who said what) It is that feeling of being numb. That speical person was there. Then, with out warning. They are gone. Like, something was there then it just disapeared right before you can blink. It takes you a little to fully understand that its gone. There is confusion and yor left standing there trying to think what the heck just happen.
Also. I realize my gramatical error in the first line... It should be Lie not Lay...Eh... I know its not right but I like how it sounds the other way. Like you know. I like saying funner instead of more fun. Even though its wrong... I still say it.
Also, a lot of you asked who the person was in the relationship. Honestly. I don't really know. I kinda just made up people and a whole story that went with them. But honestly, poem. NOT. ABOUT. ME. some people thought it might have been about me cause of certain events that have happened in my resent past. But. Trust me. This was not about that.
Ok.... I think thats it... If you honestly sat here and read though every thing I just said, AWESOME you are cool! But if you have any questions or... comments. you should comment on this post(:
OH! ONE MORE THING!
Thank you every one who drew me a picture! Almost every one wrote next to their picture "Sorry my drawing sucks." but no! I LOVED ALL OF THEM! I loved the little stick figures and everything(: I feel so loved that every one would draw pictures on mine(: Honestly, I had no idea ya'll would do that(: so. THANK YOU!!!!
I'm also glad that every one liked it(: TOTALLY made my day(:
Ok. That's all, thanks for listening to me talk about my poem....
Chasing Yellow
Ok! So. In creative writing, we all looked at my poem. OHHH MAN. Let me tell you. I was really nervous for it. I worked pretty dang hard on it. Got slightly obsessive over it (Yeah.. you could ask my sister. I had her read it at least 10000 times before I thought it was OK enough to maybe turn in.) Well... I moment came. I had to read it out loud. Yes. I had to restart cause I FAIL EPICLY at reading out loud. I totally knew that was gonna happen.. Oh well. I got through it. So I read it and had to keep my mouth shut the rest of the time. which I realised now is really difficult for me.. But some how I made it through wile every one went though and picked apart the poem i spent hours on writing and trying to make perfect. Yes, people noticed my one spelling error. Darn... I was hoping no one would notice it... Oh well. Ok. few key points I would like to say that i didn't say in class.
1: There are yellow diamonds. They exist
2. The capitalizing on the first and last line. I did that because.... I like how that looked.... That's really it. Not gonna lie.
3. Yes, the three words where "I Love You" But how lame would it have been if I just said "Saying I Love You again" or something along those lines.... Yeah it would have been lame. But yes I looked at the papers and every one got it correct! It was I Love You! AWESOME yall cracked the code :D So give you're self a good ol' pat on the back.
So, yes I looked through ALL the papers every one wrote on. I loved the comments. It made me laugh when people tried to find the acrostic.... it turned out to be something like..
SITAIHITTWMMSYTHIIFTNISAIIETLTMS... yeah.. try saying THAT 5 times fast. Ha, yeah.
Alot of people said that it was kind of reminded them of Twilight. That makes me laugh.. Almost everything I write, draw or ANYTHING people always say it reminds them of Twilight. Yet nothing I do involves a party-hating-crazy-obsessed girl with a love triangle with a vampire and a werewolf. But I can see why people would think TWILIGHT! Because the emotions in that are so real. Not the obsession over a vampire man but the breaking up, feeling alone stuff.
I loved how people read it backwards and got something different out of it. I tried reading it backwards when I wrote it and it made NO sense to me, so I intended it to be read just top to bottom. When people said it could have been about death I went back and read through it. I can totally see how that would go! It makes sense, too. My mind was totally blown away.... OK not really but I though "Oh. Hey... That's cool!"
Ok, also looking back though the papers alot of people where confused as to why I changed the "font" for the word yellow. It was just so you wouldn't miss it. That was my favorite word in that WHOLE poem. So, even though it confused you... you still noticed it..... my point exactly.... :)
Oh, also. like 98% of every one said "AWESOME TITLE" or "I <3 The Title" and I would like to say THANK YOU!! I enjoy it very much as well :D .. Some people didn't get it. But one person in the class got it right. It pretty much ment like "Chasing Stars" but.. that seems so lame! LAME LAME LAME! So. Chasing Yellow. ooo gives it a mysterious vibe that you feel like you might need to figure out!
Another thing. On the part that said
"I can't help but think of you. How I loved you. I look at the empty spot next to me. The place where you should be."
I saw a lot of comments that said "Ugh. So relatable :(" and alot of relatables and sad faces. AH THAT MAKES ME SAD! How lame is it that every one has to know this stupid lame pain. It sucks! Why must we go though that?? I guess there really isn't a way to avoid it.. Either way though its lame. So, I'm very sad and sorry that any of you had to understand that misery of missing someone like that.
OH another thing.
The part that said. "Feeling alone. The silence. Nothing." alottttt of people said to get rid of the nothing part. But some one said this during class (again... I forget who.. SORRY so many people said stuff I can't remeber who said what) It is that feeling of being numb. That speical person was there. Then, with out warning. They are gone. Like, something was there then it just disapeared right before you can blink. It takes you a little to fully understand that its gone. There is confusion and yor left standing there trying to think what the heck just happen.
Also. I realize my gramatical error in the first line... It should be Lie not Lay...Eh... I know its not right but I like how it sounds the other way. Like you know. I like saying funner instead of more fun. Even though its wrong... I still say it.
Also, a lot of you asked who the person was in the relationship. Honestly. I don't really know. I kinda just made up people and a whole story that went with them. But honestly, poem. NOT. ABOUT. ME. some people thought it might have been about me cause of certain events that have happened in my resent past. But. Trust me. This was not about that.
Ok.... I think thats it... If you honestly sat here and read though every thing I just said, AWESOME you are cool! But if you have any questions or... comments. you should comment on this post(:
OH! ONE MORE THING!
Thank you every one who drew me a picture! Almost every one wrote next to their picture "Sorry my drawing sucks." but no! I LOVED ALL OF THEM! I loved the little stick figures and everything(: I feel so loved that every one would draw pictures on mine(: Honestly, I had no idea ya'll would do that(: so. THANK YOU!!!!
I'm also glad that every one liked it(: TOTALLY made my day(:
Ok. That's all, thanks for listening to me talk about my poem....
Chasing Yellow
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| This.. This right here ^ Is a Yellow Diamond. So... Yes, diamonds can be yellow. Just so ya know(: |
Friday, September 17, 2010
When You Need a Moment Twix Bars are Niffty
Dear Someone,
So hey, look I'm a teenager now. And now that I'm all "grown up" and i can drive and have my own car and what not that I am responsible enough to mean what I say. Even if its not like... Nice things. But honestly alot of times things just kinda...slip out. Then people get angery. Not not just your friends, but your parents, teachers, siblings. You just say things as they come to mind.
But hey I'm a teenager. That seems to be the norms of teenagers. Even if we like it or not. Stupid mistakes just happen. What I wouldn't give for a twix bar at those moment.
Like you know in the commericals where the guy is talking to that girl he thinks is mighty attractive and he says something that can be taken very offencively. Then he just pulls out his handy dandy twix bar. He takes a bite and every thing just stops around him, he has time to think about how to fix it. And then he just smooth talks his way out of it.
That would be pretty sweet, not gonna lie. Expeically if I was with a guy, and I said something really lame. That would be nifty. But saddly, I'm not a smooth talker. I would probbaly think of something I THOUGHT was smooth then the moment it leaves my lips... I realise.. It's really not and it makes everything more awkward. Then I might need another twix bar, and that time remember that I'm not smooth at all so I should just not even attempt it.
Yet I dont think the magical chocolate bar is gonna be helpful in some situations. . .
But it would be nice to take a bite of a delicious carmel filled, chocolate covered cookie bar thing and take a moment to just step back. Think about what you just created. The snow ball that was started out with one word then just kept getting worse and worse. Bigger and Bigger. Then it's just gonna get so big it will just crush you in the end. Leaving you flat on the floor like an ant you just steped on.
Lovely image huh? But...
When You Need a Moment Twix Bars are Niffty
So hey, look I'm a teenager now. And now that I'm all "grown up" and i can drive and have my own car and what not that I am responsible enough to mean what I say. Even if its not like... Nice things. But honestly alot of times things just kinda...slip out. Then people get angery. Not not just your friends, but your parents, teachers, siblings. You just say things as they come to mind.
But hey I'm a teenager. That seems to be the norms of teenagers. Even if we like it or not. Stupid mistakes just happen. What I wouldn't give for a twix bar at those moment.
Like you know in the commericals where the guy is talking to that girl he thinks is mighty attractive and he says something that can be taken very offencively. Then he just pulls out his handy dandy twix bar. He takes a bite and every thing just stops around him, he has time to think about how to fix it. And then he just smooth talks his way out of it.
That would be pretty sweet, not gonna lie. Expeically if I was with a guy, and I said something really lame. That would be nifty. But saddly, I'm not a smooth talker. I would probbaly think of something I THOUGHT was smooth then the moment it leaves my lips... I realise.. It's really not and it makes everything more awkward. Then I might need another twix bar, and that time remember that I'm not smooth at all so I should just not even attempt it.
Yet I dont think the magical chocolate bar is gonna be helpful in some situations. . .
But it would be nice to take a bite of a delicious carmel filled, chocolate covered cookie bar thing and take a moment to just step back. Think about what you just created. The snow ball that was started out with one word then just kept getting worse and worse. Bigger and Bigger. Then it's just gonna get so big it will just crush you in the end. Leaving you flat on the floor like an ant you just steped on.
Lovely image huh? But...
When You Need a Moment Twix Bars are Niffty
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
We Have Chemistry in Biology
Dear Someone,
So.... Chemistry. It's always the class in the movies where that hot guy is and he gets paired up with a girl they just seem to fall for each other quickly. Yes, because they have "Chemistry" together.... Hahaha oh I love cheesy jokes. But, I can see why that might happen though. You have to do labs, and look at all these results with a partner and that normally ends up being the person you sit next to. You know how it goes, the teachers like setting it up boy, girl, boy, girl. So, developing a crush on the guy you sit with might happen. Yet...
Fate always has it where you either sit next to fine piece of man who happens to be popular or the dorkis.
Sitting next to the hot guy, at first you feel like luckiest girl in the world because. Come one. Look at him... He's McGorgeous!!
Then, after a wile you realise. The only thing he seems to study in that class is the annoying cheerleader who thinking talking loud and being all around obnoxious is "cute" (I don't have a problem with cheerleaders at all. I'm just mentioning it because she is a cheerleader and... frankly she fits that movie stereotype that every one pins with cheerleaders.) But, you don't care because he is so attractive you don't mind having to do all the work because maybe if he thinks you're smart he might be like "Oh hey, she's smart and a cool person. Not to mention how amazing she looks!" ... Yeah that doesn't happen. They just kinda take the work you do and live on with their happy little popular life.
So, you could get HottieMcHotPants over there or you could get that nerd guy who smells weird and wont let you do ANY of the work. Even if you want to do some of it.
Personally that bothers me, cause there are those occasional moments where I actually want to do something that involves calculating and writing out like a paragraph about the lab. But that's very rare so when I want to, I want to. Then the nerd guy is like "Ew. No you'll ruin the whole thing! Just sit over there quietly and try to keep your cuddies away from the project wile I work over here acting like a know-it-all smarty pants." But then they can also take the project or the lab or WHATEVER it is way too seriously. Like...Nerd kid, take a freaking chill pill. It's not gonna totally kill us if we talk about something other then the project for more than a second.
Yes, the nerds bother me, and so do the Hot to Trot popular guys.
Can there ever be like. a mix of the two? Like an attractive fellow who is nice and actually help you with the work yet can have fun with it? YEAH! That would be perfect!
Yes, a hot yet nerdy guy would be wonderful. Yes the kind that when your biology teacher called out the seating arrangements your heart jumped and you thought "Heck freaking yes!! HES HOT!" Then you get nerves because, hey. He's hot, he plays football, and he's popular. You don't want to make a fool of your self. Then, after you start working together a little. He kinda is different from the other hotties you have sat next to in the past. (Not like you sat next to that many...) He's actually nice and can keep a ten minute conversation going about something totally random and way off topic. That and he's actually really funny. Then there is that rare random moment were you say something and it's actually really funny and you make him laugh pretty hard. Then after that you guys talk in class. Well. not wile the teacher is talking cause that is rude, but at the appropriate time you can talk, you do. So hey, maybe..
We Have Chemistry in Biology
So.... Chemistry. It's always the class in the movies where that hot guy is and he gets paired up with a girl they just seem to fall for each other quickly. Yes, because they have "Chemistry" together.... Hahaha oh I love cheesy jokes. But, I can see why that might happen though. You have to do labs, and look at all these results with a partner and that normally ends up being the person you sit next to. You know how it goes, the teachers like setting it up boy, girl, boy, girl. So, developing a crush on the guy you sit with might happen. Yet...
Fate always has it where you either sit next to fine piece of man who happens to be popular or the dorkis.
Sitting next to the hot guy, at first you feel like luckiest girl in the world because. Come one. Look at him... He's McGorgeous!!
Then, after a wile you realise. The only thing he seems to study in that class is the annoying cheerleader who thinking talking loud and being all around obnoxious is "cute" (I don't have a problem with cheerleaders at all. I'm just mentioning it because she is a cheerleader and... frankly she fits that movie stereotype that every one pins with cheerleaders.) But, you don't care because he is so attractive you don't mind having to do all the work because maybe if he thinks you're smart he might be like "Oh hey, she's smart and a cool person. Not to mention how amazing she looks!" ... Yeah that doesn't happen. They just kinda take the work you do and live on with their happy little popular life.
So, you could get HottieMcHotPants over there or you could get that nerd guy who smells weird and wont let you do ANY of the work. Even if you want to do some of it.
Personally that bothers me, cause there are those occasional moments where I actually want to do something that involves calculating and writing out like a paragraph about the lab. But that's very rare so when I want to, I want to. Then the nerd guy is like "Ew. No you'll ruin the whole thing! Just sit over there quietly and try to keep your cuddies away from the project wile I work over here acting like a know-it-all smarty pants." But then they can also take the project or the lab or WHATEVER it is way too seriously. Like...Nerd kid, take a freaking chill pill. It's not gonna totally kill us if we talk about something other then the project for more than a second.
Yes, the nerds bother me, and so do the Hot to Trot popular guys.
Can there ever be like. a mix of the two? Like an attractive fellow who is nice and actually help you with the work yet can have fun with it? YEAH! That would be perfect!
Yes, a hot yet nerdy guy would be wonderful. Yes the kind that when your biology teacher called out the seating arrangements your heart jumped and you thought "Heck freaking yes!! HES HOT!" Then you get nerves because, hey. He's hot, he plays football, and he's popular. You don't want to make a fool of your self. Then, after you start working together a little. He kinda is different from the other hotties you have sat next to in the past. (Not like you sat next to that many...) He's actually nice and can keep a ten minute conversation going about something totally random and way off topic. That and he's actually really funny. Then there is that rare random moment were you say something and it's actually really funny and you make him laugh pretty hard. Then after that you guys talk in class. Well. not wile the teacher is talking cause that is rude, but at the appropriate time you can talk, you do. So hey, maybe..
We Have Chemistry in Biology
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| See.. Do you see that?? ^ Perfect excample. This picture is from the Movie "John Tucker Must Die" and It's the perfect example. Cute girl is partners with cute guy and they are doing a lab and they end up liking each other. |
Monday, September 13, 2010
Act Like a Two Year Old and Drink My Chocolate Milk
Dear Someone,
You know, there are those random moments in the day where I just want to put my hands up to my ears and go "LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" because, there are somethings that you can't handle knowing. Like those things were half of you wants to know what is going on and the other half doesn't. But the half of you that does want to know takes over then, when you find out. Then you wish you hadn't found out, like seriously. I could have lives my whole inter life without knowing that information.
Life seemed so much simpler when no one told me anything because I was too young. Yet it didn't. I remeber getting so frustrated because people wouldn't tell me anything. Keeping secrets from me.
Either way, not knowing and knowing are both VERY frustrating.
But for right now Id rather..
Act Like a Two Year Old and Drink My Chocolate Milk.
You know, there are those random moments in the day where I just want to put my hands up to my ears and go "LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" because, there are somethings that you can't handle knowing. Like those things were half of you wants to know what is going on and the other half doesn't. But the half of you that does want to know takes over then, when you find out. Then you wish you hadn't found out, like seriously. I could have lives my whole inter life without knowing that information.
Life seemed so much simpler when no one told me anything because I was too young. Yet it didn't. I remeber getting so frustrated because people wouldn't tell me anything. Keeping secrets from me.
Either way, not knowing and knowing are both VERY frustrating.
But for right now Id rather..
Act Like a Two Year Old and Drink My Chocolate Milk.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Silly Christofer Drew, You Fall For Girls Too Easily.
Dear Someone,
Ok, I love NeverShoutNever. It's a band, but the main singer is a guy named Christofer Drew Ingle. (Yes... He's awesome!) Anyway. He came out with a new Album called "Harmony" Obviously I got it. As I'm listening through each song I realised he's talking about how he's fallen in love with girl and either writing a broken hearted song or singing about how they met. But, how they met in some of the songs changes. There is no way all the songs are about the same girl.
I also realised that a TON of other bands do that aswell. Song's about diffrent girls in the same album. Like All Time Low (also another AMAZING band I suggest you look them up because they are that freaking awesome!) They have a few songs, but just two i noticed. One song they have is Dear Maria Count Me, wich is singing about a girl named Maria. Then they have another song called Stella (which is AMAZING by the way. Go look it up.) but, its about a girl named Stella. . .
So I have come to the conclusion that singers are just very passionate. Obviously because they let their emotions out when they are singing on stage. So i guess having that much passion and emotion would lead to falling hard for people fast. And I can kind of relate. I'm pretty clumsy anyway, I'm always tripping over my own two feet. I don't know if its my clumsiness but I fall hard for people really easy as well.
Ok, I love NeverShoutNever. It's a band, but the main singer is a guy named Christofer Drew Ingle. (Yes... He's awesome!) Anyway. He came out with a new Album called "Harmony" Obviously I got it. As I'm listening through each song I realised he's talking about how he's fallen in love with girl and either writing a broken hearted song or singing about how they met. But, how they met in some of the songs changes. There is no way all the songs are about the same girl.
I also realised that a TON of other bands do that aswell. Song's about diffrent girls in the same album. Like All Time Low (also another AMAZING band I suggest you look them up because they are that freaking awesome!) They have a few songs, but just two i noticed. One song they have is Dear Maria Count Me, wich is singing about a girl named Maria. Then they have another song called Stella (which is AMAZING by the way. Go look it up.) but, its about a girl named Stella. . .
So I have come to the conclusion that singers are just very passionate. Obviously because they let their emotions out when they are singing on stage. So i guess having that much passion and emotion would lead to falling hard for people fast. And I can kind of relate. I'm pretty clumsy anyway, I'm always tripping over my own two feet. I don't know if its my clumsiness but I fall hard for people really easy as well.
I'll just sit here and listen to these songs about different people and how they just fell for them from the first moment they saw them dancing, or walking, or simply eating a sandwich. Yes random but true! They fall for these girls so easily, write a song about it then get heartbroken... Then write another song about how hurt and sad they are. But I sit here and think...
Silly Christofer Drew, You Fall For Girls Too Easily. 
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Stupid Stuff Hurts, Too.
Dear Someone,
I was completely over it. It happened what seems like forever ago. It was all in the past, nothing to worry about. Everything got worked out, I understood the reasoning of the other person.
Yet, yesterday, I realise something. I realise the lie that was told straight to my face. That one night that happened forever ago flooded back into my head. (Ok it was really only two weekends ago.) My new found information fitting in perfectly with every word said, every action made. This made the awful heartbroken feeling come back, harder this time because its not so confusing and fuzzy any more. The cuts reopened, creases refolded. Tears coming to my eyes out of frustration and my stupidity. The defiant feeling of being cheated on was there... Even though I know I wasn't, not really. Emotionally? Yes, I guess you could agree.
I'm deciding to not tell any one what I discovered. I don't want to reopen the drama that had happened that night as well. Sides suddenly chosen, people hating the others with out me realising. People coming up and saying "I'm on your side on this". How could they be on "my side" if I was still undecided? I'd rather not get people pissed off again. Avoiding the stressful drama is probably the best thing to do.
There is no way to escape drama through. Somewhere out there someone is always causing it. Guys or girls. Lot's of people think guys have "no drama" and girls are just full of it. I happen to think that is a load of crap. Guys cause a lot of drama, too. They are just more chill about it. That's just my perspective of that though, other people can think what ever they want. I personally don't care.
But, either way. That whole thing is just stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. So it should be a snap to get over it, right? Psh, not that big of a deal. It's stupid stuff, no need to cry over it. People sometimes don't realise it but...
Stupid Stuff Hurts, Too.
I was completely over it. It happened what seems like forever ago. It was all in the past, nothing to worry about. Everything got worked out, I understood the reasoning of the other person.
Yet, yesterday, I realise something. I realise the lie that was told straight to my face. That one night that happened forever ago flooded back into my head. (Ok it was really only two weekends ago.) My new found information fitting in perfectly with every word said, every action made. This made the awful heartbroken feeling come back, harder this time because its not so confusing and fuzzy any more. The cuts reopened, creases refolded. Tears coming to my eyes out of frustration and my stupidity. The defiant feeling of being cheated on was there... Even though I know I wasn't, not really. Emotionally? Yes, I guess you could agree.
I'm deciding to not tell any one what I discovered. I don't want to reopen the drama that had happened that night as well. Sides suddenly chosen, people hating the others with out me realising. People coming up and saying "I'm on your side on this". How could they be on "my side" if I was still undecided? I'd rather not get people pissed off again. Avoiding the stressful drama is probably the best thing to do.
There is no way to escape drama through. Somewhere out there someone is always causing it. Guys or girls. Lot's of people think guys have "no drama" and girls are just full of it. I happen to think that is a load of crap. Guys cause a lot of drama, too. They are just more chill about it. That's just my perspective of that though, other people can think what ever they want. I personally don't care.
But, either way. That whole thing is just stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. So it should be a snap to get over it, right? Psh, not that big of a deal. It's stupid stuff, no need to cry over it. People sometimes don't realise it but...
Stupid Stuff Hurts, Too.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
High School Is Nothing Like The Movies.
Dear Someone,
Its funny, high school is never like it is in movies. In the movies, the main character is an average girl (or boy... Lets go with girl here.) and they have a very boring life till BAM that one hot guy comes into the picture. There is a little awkward flirting, and he just falls for her. Yes there is a bit of conflict in the middle then she ends up getting the guy. Then everything is peaches and cream from there.
But that's just the movies.
Real life. There is that one hot guy that you see in the hall way or in your English class and you just get weak in the knees when you look at him. Now it can go two different ways here.
1. He doesn't even know you exist.
2. He is too popular and would rather go for the not-so-nice popular girls.
Well, if your lucky there is always a third option.
3. He DOES have return feelings for you
Now, back to real life. If your that lucky girl and its option three meaning he actually DOES have return feelings. AWESOME!! Not gonna lie that's really cool. It's always nice to have someone like you. That immediate smile you get when you see their name pop up on your phone when they send you a text, or that butterfly feeling you get in your stomach when they smile at you.
Remember though, this isn't the movies. In movies, it ends right at the good part. In life. It keeps going no matter what. No stopping it, no rewind button, no pause button. No matter how much you wish it did. It doesn't. So naturally this little relationship thing is gonna end, probably in tears and shoving your face with ice cream... Ok, well the ice cream depends on a few things. Like if you where the who was dumped, or if it was just hard on you as well if you where the one who dumped the guy. Either way, ice cream is my suggested break up food for ANYONE. Especially Ben & Jerry's. They are the only men in your life that will always be there for you and wont leave, not even when you get fat.
Knowing ALL that. I still can't help but be slightly envious of the girls who walk around school holding hands with their boyfriend. I always seem to see those cute little pecks couples give each other before they go to their separate classes. I think about how I might look walking down the hallway holding hands with... the person i happen to like. Of course some people would notice. You just can't walk around school and people not see you. Even if you think you are completely invisible.
No matter how you look at it though..
High School is nothing like the movies.
Its funny, high school is never like it is in movies. In the movies, the main character is an average girl (or boy... Lets go with girl here.) and they have a very boring life till BAM that one hot guy comes into the picture. There is a little awkward flirting, and he just falls for her. Yes there is a bit of conflict in the middle then she ends up getting the guy. Then everything is peaches and cream from there.
But that's just the movies.
Real life. There is that one hot guy that you see in the hall way or in your English class and you just get weak in the knees when you look at him. Now it can go two different ways here.
1. He doesn't even know you exist.
2. He is too popular and would rather go for the not-so-nice popular girls.
Well, if your lucky there is always a third option.
3. He DOES have return feelings for you
Lets say the movie was about you. If what was happening between you and HottieMcHotPants dude was option one. You would find a way to get his attention, and he would definitely notice you then. Then yall would fall in love.
If it was two. You would get popular some how, some way. Then, again with the falling in love and riding off into the sunset ending. Now, back to real life. If your that lucky girl and its option three meaning he actually DOES have return feelings. AWESOME!! Not gonna lie that's really cool. It's always nice to have someone like you. That immediate smile you get when you see their name pop up on your phone when they send you a text, or that butterfly feeling you get in your stomach when they smile at you.
Remember though, this isn't the movies. In movies, it ends right at the good part. In life. It keeps going no matter what. No stopping it, no rewind button, no pause button. No matter how much you wish it did. It doesn't. So naturally this little relationship thing is gonna end, probably in tears and shoving your face with ice cream... Ok, well the ice cream depends on a few things. Like if you where the who was dumped, or if it was just hard on you as well if you where the one who dumped the guy. Either way, ice cream is my suggested break up food for ANYONE. Especially Ben & Jerry's. They are the only men in your life that will always be there for you and wont leave, not even when you get fat.
Knowing ALL that. I still can't help but be slightly envious of the girls who walk around school holding hands with their boyfriend. I always seem to see those cute little pecks couples give each other before they go to their separate classes. I think about how I might look walking down the hallway holding hands with... the person i happen to like. Of course some people would notice. You just can't walk around school and people not see you. Even if you think you are completely invisible.
No matter how you look at it though..
High School is nothing like the movies.
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