Thursday, November 17, 2011

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

From My Journal Tonight....


"I told myself that a kind and generous man sat in this chair and spoke from his heart the words that woke me every morning. But all I heard was the voice of an awkward girl who never felt comfortable in her own skin."     

Monday, November 14, 2011

Walking in Cement Boots.

I have to laugh at myself at least once every day. My young life pretty much consists, right now, of...

Learning how to park a car


Putting the keys in the SAME PLACE every time so I don't LOSE them


Struggling to get the words in my head out of my mouth in a sensible fashion.


Remembering to put my name on quizzes... so I don't get marked off!!

Saying all the wrong things.

Walking in Cement Boots. 


And, frankly, just being a kid. The toughest thing for me to do right now, and I'm not even sure why this is, is simply to relax and enjoy all of this foolishness the way I should. 


I wish I could enjoy my life now, but I think too hard and too much about it. I'm too worried I'll lose something...what? What do I have to lose? 


Everything it seems.... everything and nothing. I was wondering about what it means to have something. I was thinking about all the things I have and realizing that I don't really have much.


All the things I thought I had I don't really have at all. What I thought I lost I never even had to begin with.


That pretty much sums up friendship. If I understand friendship, I know that it is spontaneous. You cannot ask for it, even if you want it more than anything else in the world. You cannot control it. And, when it is ready to leave, you cannot keep it from going.


There is only one thing that you can do. You can take what you've been given for a short while, love that, and let it go when the time is right. 


Only then can you really relax and enjoy what you have. I'm afraid I've been so worried that I'm going to lose what I have that I haven't spent any time enjoying it.


That's a shame, really.   



Friday, November 11, 2011

The Night Has Passed


Awake the morning with my tears
Forgot why I was crying
Stumble, throw the shades apart
See! The sun is rising!

Remember something dark
…….and distant
A struggle in the night.
Evil laughter, faceless voice
A solitary fight.

Locked in mortal battle
My enemy and I
He swore the dark shall overcome
I held on to my hope.

As sunlight floods my bedroom
All this I recall
Paling before a golden sun
The night has passed away. 

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

No. 2

Awake at midnight
Feel the darkness around me
Creak, bang! the back gate

NEED BLOG HELP!!

So, I hoped you've been snooping around the blog a little and you've checked out my Projects page. Here's where I need a little help from my blogger buddies! On this page, I want to have individual post about the different projects I'm doing. Somebody told me that I can tag a post in such a way that it only shows up on a special page. Is that true??

Another dilemma... I want to have special pages with my short stories on it. Under the pages section when I'm editing, however, I have to choose ALL pages being hidden or ALL showing up as tags. SO, how do I create a special page that I can link separate from my other pages that show up as tabs?

I would appreciate the help;)