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 Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 4:06 pm
Well, I guess finally my parents realized I spent to much time on the computer and demanded I'd take a break. So as their wishes implied I did. I realized many things as I had a lot more time to do other I normally don't do. Like think more, play guitar, write, etc.
I saw that when I wasn't on the computer, time went slow, but also fast if that makes sense. Naturally, I found something else to do, whether it was playing a video game, watching some tv, writing or playing guitar, time seemed to last longer, but then I look back now and the week is already done.
I did other things like chores, because I was actually so bored, I would just do them for the hell of it. I realized how good of a break it was for me. Now I am allowed back on, and it feels nice to be, but I also see myself now not spending as much time on it.
Somethings that you do, you don't realize until the end how much they benefit you. You have more time to evaluate things you wouldn't normally. I realized many things about people like my friends, family, or like people I just see everyday at school. I also began to see how much imagination is in my mind.
I'm finally able to sit down and begin to write a story with no distractions, and it came together great, and no writers block. I must say of course the internet is a great thing, and its a great time passer. But if you really just step away from it, and think about the world around you, you will see things in a difference point of view. Do it sometime, and you'll see what I mean.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 3:54 pm
I realized something, not only do you blend enough in school wearing uniforms, but in the halls of my school, god it appears as if we are fish spawning. We all look the same beside a unique characteristic and we are all heading in a certain direction...I guess you compare things to that when you love fishing.
Got a new bike and tried it out and its great. I have the ability to walk very fast to places. The world moves at the pace I walk. I look around and things are at a fast pace, on a bike they increase. Have you just ever went on a walk, or a bike ride to clear you head? If you haven't my advice is to do so. It actually does help a lot. You see the world in a different eyes view, and you pay attention to all the little details that consist along the way.
Everyday one must enter the world with an open mind and end the same way. You will be able to fill your mind with a lot more things, you will appreciate things, you will notice things you never have. Enter with a mind set but always appreciate opinions and advice, because remember you can never do everything by yourself.
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 4:06 pm
Finally the weekend, but not all can relax for building was taking place, a building of a pointless contraption. None the less its fun to build, and yall no someone.....likes to use knifes haha.
Its a fun project and something different for a change, who doesn't like sanding stuff its fun. As much as people complain about school, there are some things they do that are quite enjoyable. They trigger us to do new things, and learn more about ourselves. Cause all most know themselves before they expect others to understand them. People who know how to read others, will be able to sense it, I mean there are people like me who be glad to help you, but I strongly believe as well you should try to figure it out for yourself.
It might seem hard, but in the long run its very beneficial. More things just come together, and also love will seem easier as well.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2008 11:16 am
Something happened to me that I imagine sounds awfully stupid, and most likely hilarious, but it just makes me see how stupid society is today.
Here is me an innocent victim standing at a bus stop with a sibling and amongst the many others who are waiting for the very same bus as me. As I assume some teenagers who have no lives, come speeding down the already busy street and whip eggs out their window, and of course who does it hit me, and me only. It came crashing at me as if I had been shot the pain was so bad. It was all over me, and their was only one girl who had the decency to ask if I was okay, because it basically just missed her face.
I stood their in pain and anger realizing how much more pathetic the world is. Teenagers have no lives so they go out and attack innocent people who have their own problems trying to get through their own lives. Now I sit here with a very painful bruise, that I will most likely have to get checked out at the hospital to assure their is nothing wrong considering it hit on my left side, located right where my heart is.
As I see the daily actions that take place, the innocent people who are attacked, I see no wonder why people look down on so many teenagers. Why we are not given a chance? We are not all the same, we don't all go and do drugs, and don't care about school, and just want to ruin our lives, and the lives of the others who care about us. The people who go around doing whatever they want, ruin stuff for the rest of us. Their are a lot of good teenagers, and then their are 10 times more bad ones, and us good ones barley get a chance, or we just get attacked, we are innocent victims. Not only are we misunderstood, but we are shunned down, and its not even our own faults.
It might of only been just an egg, it might only just be a very painful bruise. But it was as if I was an innocent victim, getting shot, just because someone didn't care, had no life and had to release their anger. It just gives me another look on life, that really you never known what is going to happen, people are unpredictable. Also, no matter how good, how innocent, how quiet you are, you still get attacked. The saying seems so true, "Bad things happen to good people."
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 10:40 am
My random assignment I had to do for physics class....don't ask!!
Weird Science Assignment
Way back when, men would meet for no apparent reason. Fashion didn’t exist and hair cuts were simple. Two men better known as Grey and Ross would always seem to get together in some type of conversation. It was apparent that they were both part of a military career. It was said that the gentleman named Ross would work all night and come out early in the mornings with some kind of strange looking contraption. As the other gentleman named Grey was what you call the average nosey neighbour. He would get up get up every morning around the same time Ross did, to see what he was doing.
A normal conversation that would consists between the two gentlemen most times started off as, “Hey, what are you doing?” Grey would question rather loudly. Ross would then sigh and respond by saying, “The same thing I do every morning!” It was said if this conversation normally didn’t start off similar to this something was wrong. Grey then continued on the conversation by saying, “So what is that thing you got there? It looks like an old radio that can’t get signal!” Ross’s mouth dropped open in the insulting gesture then snapped back, “Can’t you recognize a ghost tracker when you see one!” Grey stood there for a minute trying to comprehend what he was saying. He then said, “You’re trying to tell me you’ve invented a ghost tracker! We are in charge of this town, we need to take care of it, and you’re wasting your time building a ghost tracker. There are no such things as ghosts!” Ross opened his mouth to yell back a supportive statement when the lights began to flicker on the box, and Ross began to pick up sounds in his headphones.
Ross yelled excitingly, “It’s picking up a signal!” Grey shook his head, “You’re kidding…” Ross shook his head very seriously; he then began walking around to track the signal. Then a scream echoed through the area, both gentlemen jumped in fear. A couple of seconds went by and a small child with a sheet over themselves ran by chasing a few other kids wearing the same sheets. Ross stood there dumbfounded as Grey began laughing. He then said in a cheeky manner, “Yeah, some ghost tracker!! Here’s my advice Ross, don’t quit your day job!!”
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 5:51 pm
This week has gone by rather fast, it hasn't been to bad, I gotten over the bruise practically, and the civies day was nice. Still though the kids at my school are so out of control its crazy. So disrespectful to teachers its really sad. They barley get any work, and they do even do what they get asked. They talk a lot for granted.
I have gone bike riding a lot and its been really enjoyable. Its like a releasing of the soul, you just ride, and the wind is rushing onto you and you feel free of all your worries, you just ride for no apparent reasons and release you thoughts. Its good exercise not only for the body but for the mind. I also got some nice shots, our cities isn't the greatest for nature scenes it depends where you go, but I got a few decent ones. Its really nice when you don't have to much homework and you can just get out of the house and doing something you want, I can't wait for may, and the summer, off to horseback riding first! (WHEE!) then trailer! My home away from home, my escape, my worries escape me there with ease.
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 2:28 pm
http://www.links2love.com/poem_generator.htm
You fill out the options and it comes out with a poem, my turned out hilarious so I thought I should post it!
My Love
Your skin glows like the watermelon, blossoms tough as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your guitar voice and leaps like a turtle at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great bluejay wing.
I am comforted by your speedo that I carry into the twilight of trailerbeams and hold next to my arm.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of cola.
As my hand falls from my boxers, it reminds me of your batista.
In the quiet, I listen for the last scream of the day.
My heated foot leaps to my muscle shirt. I wait in the moonlight for your secret home so that we may talking as one, foot to foot, in search of the magnificient blue and mystical holly of love.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 5:13 pm
I just felt like writing...and this is what came out..
It’s amazing how I can look back on my life and realize that school has taken up most of my 16 years living. When I wasn’t in school I was doing homework and when I was fortunate to not have any I spent it with my friends and family. In life you do what you have to do, my career is going to get me where I have to go, but of course so will my friends and family. When I am not busy doing what I know is most important to me, then next that is equally as important to me is my friends and family.
They make me laugh and smile and show me how great life is. They bring out the best in me that I didn’t even know I had. I realize that everything in this world happens for a reason, and believe me it does. You fall down to get back up and be stronger then you ever have. If you always got whatever you wanted, you would never appreciate anything you have. If everyone lived forever and no one died, you wouldn’t live every moment like it’s your last. If I never lost my grandparents I don’t think I would have ever started writing. I would have never discovered so much more inside myself. I would of never saw life from a different view. The life where you appreciate even the smallest insignificant smirk, to the three strongest words in life.
There has to be a time in life where you can take the time to reflect on your past. The time when you can crack open a window and feel the cool wind rush onto your face, and you hear the soft pit-padder of the light rain outside. Where you can look up the sky and it will be a completely grey, and you can say it’s beautiful. You can sink the sounds of nature into your mind, and then get distracted by a trail of water sliding down the roof top. You watch it with detail as it slides down ever so slowly. You watch it carelessly realizing that it has no worries. Next minute you can easily find yourself outside in that rain, as it runs down you washing your very soul. You can be five years old, sixteen years old, or thirty years old, it doesn’t matter you find yourself happy, and dancing. When you can just take the time to stop whatever is in your mind, whatever stresses, and just take a moment to actually breathe, you have experienced your life in a new way, the way of the innocent.
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2008 8:30 pm
The horse riding this weekend was amazing. It was a once in a life time experience. Some people might disagree, but I say it is, because of the amazing scenery, people and animals. The "country" was breathtaking, the people were so kind, and the animals whether it was horses, minks, dogs, ducks, or deer were so cute.
When I left I realized how much I didn't want to. I felt so comfortable and free. This world beats mine by far. You are so carefree, didn't matter what the weather was like, or if there was nothing on the tv, it was great. The gorgeous nature made up for everything.
As I came back into the real world, I saw even how much more I wanted to be back. The clean air for one thing, kicked are crappy city. Your driving in and all you see is factory here, factory there, dead tree here, dead tree there. But there you see, nice houses, trees galore, etched out rock, horses, and hills as far as I can see. It amazing how in such a simple time you can get attached to the people and place.
This just makes me realize how much more I can't wait to move out into the country. Where its a small town, where theres tree's and no factories, where the air is actually more clean. Where you can walk out, and go swimming because you have a lake right there! I can't stand to be stuck in this dam city full of all these dam stresses. The country is for me and its what I seek, I might be a hermit seeking country girl, but its in my soul, and its who I am, and I love it and cannot deny it, and when you have been to the real country with the all amazing package, you have truly experienced life, not the artificial life you live in the city. With all your fancy materials, and factories thats not anything, but us trying to fill our empty spaces.
Get out into the deep woods, with the nature, and the trees and the animals, that is where one should be truly free, content, and has lived.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 2:28 pm
Just A Thought
"Many go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after."
I find this quote to be very significant in a way because well I love fishing, and I really thought about this quote, and its actually really true.
Let me explain: When you go fishing you are normally in nature, which personally always makes me feel better and less stressed. Then you take this worm, and you put it on a hook, but there is actually symbolism behind that worm. The worm is not just a worm, buts its your worries that you are placing on this hook, all your worries, your regrets, your hardships, passed loves, and tough times. You place this on the hook, and you feel as if it left you in some way, and then you cast that line out, with all your worries onto the end of it into the deep abyss of life. Naturally after sometime a fish will come, and they will bite that bait, but the fish symbolizes other people, and your longing to dump your stresses on others, or just to get rid of them. The bait is you longing to catch "someone" you can relate to and help you. You fight hard to reel this in, and as you reel it in, you feel strong, and secure, and successful when you achieve. Then you examine what you catch with care, and you unhook if from your web of emotions, and release it to the large abyss again, where it can help someone else. Have you not ever wondered, why you admire such a certain fish, or use certain lures, its because of the mood your in, and its what you are longing. Of course fishing is a great sport and it really does relieve stress, but have you not ever thought about the whole emotional, spiritual and symbolism behind the idea of why it is so great.
Maybe the reason, for the people who go fishing and don't catch anything, aren't that certain of what they are after. Or they are unsure of themselves, or are scared of whats out there in the world. Also, toward the people who dislike fishing, maybe its because you live life to fast, and don't take the time to stop and smell the flowers along the way. You don't have the patience behind the past, but then again maybe ignorance is bliss.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 4:38 pm
Wow...its been forever I am back!! YAY!
A slow night, equaled out to a nice day!
When I hopped into bed, a little later then I do, I looked out into the deep blue lagoon. Not now blue but more black one should say, the moon has been hiding, and its gone far away. No more stars, just merly clouds and black. I wonder oh I wonder, if the moon will come back? As I shut my heavy eyes and moan out a big sigh, I'm off to my dream world where wishes come alive. Before I know, the sun appears and now to continue my life that is here. The sunny blue lagoon, with its fluffy white clouds, it was a very nice morning to be moping about. The day went by quick, but its not over yet, though what a delightful morning one could not dread. The sounds of the birds, the traffic minimal, the elders on their porches, and no more odd signals. When this world is less hectic, I find myself to finally think, realize my thoughts seem to be in sink. I remember the little details and the peace around, it gives me time to just be myself. Indeed, what a nice day!
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 2:04 pm
If you all didn't know I volunteer at a local vet clinic. It is a great place, filled with great hard working people. But today, well it started out as an ordinary day, but its ending was very sad.
I came was greeted by all the workers, and started off on my normal duties. Putting away some pet dishes here, washing some endotrachial tubes, changing the laundry, putting towels away. Also, feeding the cats and dogs and taking the dogs out for their walks. It seemed all and well. But before I knew it a young couple come in explaining they have their puppy rottweiler in the car, and they explained that their appointment was for 3:30 but showing up a lot early then that explaining that their puppy is not doing well at all. I listen in concerned, and then continue doing other duties. The one lady walks into the back and says that she thinks the dog has Parvovirus. For anyone who does not know what this is, its a very serious disease that can happen in a dog, but can be easily avoided by getting proper vaccinations.
I start becoming concerned, and wonder what the Vet will say when she finds out. She arrives and the woman explain to her, and she looks worried, and invites me in with the examination. So I go in and see the very tired, sick looking puppy. I stand their looking into its eyes, its just crying out in pain and all I can do is stand here an innocent victim, not being able to do anything. Within minutes the Vet was explaining that it was most likely Parvovirus and the procedure is very expensive, around 2000 dollars. These young couple just lower the heads. Their is no way they could afford it. Those she explains we will do a Parvovirus test to make sure that is what it has and then will go from their. She walks out of the room to get the test.
I follow her and she grabs the test and shakes her head. She says, "She wishes she could just take it and help it, but she already has her own two dogs." I looked into her eyes they were eyes of sadness and lost hope. This test would only merely take 10 minutes, 10 minutes to determine whether this little puppy was savable or not. The results came out negative. It has the virus, and their wasn't money that was going to make it better.
I couldn't help but wear my emotions on my sleeve, just knowing this dog had no hope left in its life, a puppy not even 2 months old now to become lifeless. The Vet had the hardest job, trying to not become to upset herself and have to tell the couple the bad news. The couple were in their for a long time, comforting the dog, and of course shedding tears. It was hard for myself to resist crying and I didn't even know this young pup, I only could of imagined how they felt. Soon enough I finally heard that it was being put to sleep. I just felt so hopeless at this time, all I could picture was that puppy's face.
I only volunteer for a few hours, and they wanted to wait till I left to do it. I appreciated it, but it was not an easy walk home. It was a walk home where all I could think about was that puppy. That innocent puppy, those sad people. Their silly mistake of just not getting it vaccinated. The puppy has to now pay for their owners mistake, it just wasn't fair. May I wipe the tear from my eye and say RIP Rocco, I knew you hardly, but you touched my heart.
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