Wednesday, September 28, 2011

I'm Looking For a Friend

I was going to post a poem I wrote last night, not this one from 3 years ago, but something happened today that made me feel like I could write it again.

I thought you were my friends
I thought you'd be there for me
I was trying to be there for you
I thought I was your friend
I guess I thought wrong.

I'm looking for a friend
Someone who's there for me
No matter what I'm going through
Someone who won't push me away.

I thought you were my friend
But you turned your back on me
You stopped talking to me
You had found somebody else.

I'm looking for a friend
Someone who's there for me
No matter what I'm going through
Someone who won't push me away.

I try to be your friend
But you won't let me
You're desperate for a friend
Now I know why!

You cuss me out
You push me away
You steal my stuff
You push me away
You push me away

OH!

I'm looking for a friend
Someone who's there for me
No matter what I'm going through
Someone who won't push me away.

Goodbye, Goodbye,
I won't be speaking to you anymore
Goodbye, Goodbye,
You don't deserve me as a friend
Goodbye!
Goodbye!
Goodbye!

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Vinyl Countdown

I'm weird. I have a record player and I listen to it all the time. =) But this is about all of my friends.

"The Vinyl Countdown"

"So to the best, to the best
Of our knowledge we
Fight for technology
So back when our parents were in college we
Weren't even born and neither were CD's
So when our folks listened to the record
They gather 'round and spun them on the turntables
But these days the records are all worthless
'cause the DJ's spin them on purpose

[Chorus]
So let's put this in a perspective
In day in which we live in
It's all the same with the kids no one knows what vinyl is
These days they burn the MP3's
Onto their stacks of blank CD's
And the records still stay in this world
It's the same with all the kids 'cause no one knows what vinyl is

These day the kids are so ignorant
They have no clue what to do with the selenage
They say it won't play it's my CD players fault
I'll kick it to the park and play some frisbee golf
I try to burn it like the all the CD's
But what the heck look at all this mess

[Chorus]
So let's put this in a perspective
In the day in which we live in
It's all the same with all the kids no one knows what vinyl is
These days they burn the MP3's
Onto their stacks of blank CD's
And the records still stay in this world
It's all the same with all the kids 'cause no one know what vinyl is

[Chorus]
So let's put this in a perspective
In the day in which we live in
It's all the same with all the kids 'cause no one knows what vinyl is"


- Relient K

Friday, September 23, 2011

The Clutch

A lot of the poems I write are more like songs, but I'm not very good at the music part (Yet...my parents were music majors and they're teaching me music theory). These are the lyrics I wrote most recently, and I think they're pretty awesome.

This is the clutch
This is the moment
You can't give up
You can't back down

Your life is gonna change
Whichever way you choose
The highway,
or the Right Way.

There's no return
Not to who you used to be
There's no going back
To the past.

This is the clutch
Hit the home run
Or lose the game
Of life.

Your life is gonna change
Whichever way you choose
The highway,
or the Right Way

He's gonna change you
Change your life
Make you new
Make you 'live

Follow what He says
Or lose the freedom to choose
Follow the crowd
If you wanna lose.

This is the clutch
Make your choice.
This is the clutch
You've got the right to choose.

Your life is gonna change
Whichever way you choose
The highway,
or the Right Way


I wrote this on the way home from vacation this summer, after seeing the Reds beat the Padres at Great American Ball Park (First ever pro baseball game. It was epic.) There was a triple hit at a clutch moment, and that's where this came from. Except its something much bigger than baseball. It's eternity.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Me!

Not only am I on Youtube, I'm also on SPARKLIFE!!!!! As in, my video is. =)

This is quite exciting. Oh, and I got my poem back! I'll type it up tomorrow. <3

http://community.sparknotes.com/2011/09/21/the-call-a-sparklers-cover

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Where I'm From

This is kind of a story of my life, in poetry form. I was told in 9th grade to write a poem about who I am, and where I'm from. I chose to write it in more of a free verse style than many others, and it's kind of a brain dump, but it's me, my memories, and my past.


hot summer sun
pirates, yelling, having fun
crying friends, saying goodbye
heavy boxes in the room
the new girl, shy and afraid
friendships forged
betrayal, hatred and fear
dribble down the court - swish
blueberry, apple, rhubarb pie
chocolate chip cookies, fresh and warm
there's never enough chocolate chips
new girl again, new school
dancing music drama art
why do you hate me? why did you do this to me?
back at home, the new girl, but not.
middle school, old friends made new
attacked, yelling , to no avail
that's it, i'm done, get me out of here.
new girl once more, i haven't seen you in forever
sisters, inseparable, hyper
thanks to the A&W root beer, yum
NO! you can't take her. i'll miss her too much.
she's back! i missed you
i need some time alone, you've hurt me deeply.
best friends i've ever had
teenage years begin, things are complicated
love or just immaturity
broken heart, my own fault
best friends forever, don't try to make us part
tea ring cardamom freshly baked bread
staying up all night reading, or talking
friendship, milestones, where i am now
high school, friendships renewed, others irreplaceable
running soccer football and sports
he's innocent! he would never do that
crying tragedy who can I turn to?
together, us three sobbing uncontrollably
praying, i don't understand
music, the only constant left
rock, metal, rap and film scores
writing, not stopping, formulate the story
obnoxious, yelling, guys are immature
coffee cappuccinos new books and shoes
leather rain, just cut grass
i've been here for a while, but this is where i'm from

Friday, September 16, 2011

If You Really Knew Me

This is a poem I wrote back in eighth grade, and it's one of my favorites that I've written. It's kinda long, but it's good.
Oh, and I sprained my ankle (Level 2, with nerve damage...) on Sunday playing soccer after Bible study. Whoops...and OUCH.


If you really knew me
You would understand
How much it hurts
To be someone like me.

People do not realize
How mean they can be
Hurting other people
With every word they say

Parents always say
To a little child
That others' words
Can never hurt.

They do not remember
When they were teased
But we remember words
Longer than a fist.

If you really knew me
You would understand
Just how much it hurts
To be someone like me

Teased all my life
Attacked in sixth grade
Called anorexic (side note...I eat. A lot. Like, I'm eating ice cream while typing this a lot.)
Called an idiot

Shunned by the populars
Outcast by the preps
Because I'm not an athlete
I don't have a 'group.'

My friends and I
We try to get away
Leaving for the library
There isn't teasing there.
At least, that's what we thought.

Even the library
Is not free of bullies
Girls can be so mean
But, so can boys.

Just because I'm not
The prettiest girl
Even thought I don't
Try to hide my face.

That doesn't mean
That I don't have feelings
I still hear your words
Putting me down.

If you really knew me
You would understand
How much it hurts
To be someone like me.

My best friend was killed
In a semi-crash
Three days after
My grandmother past on.

I found out about it
Only two days after
I got back home
From Grandma's funeral

At first
I thought that it
Was a cruel joke.
How wrong I was.

I have so much
Hurt inside my heart
You have no idea
What's my heart feeling.

If you really knew me
You would understand
Just how much it hurts
To be someone like me.




Some background on this - I've been teased, bullied, and made fun of since I was in first grade because I'm a Christian and I'm not afraid to live like it. This was written when I had lost about four other good friends, one of them moving, and three turning on me. Now, I've found friends, the drama kids at school, and the people I talk to on Sparklife.
<3 you guys!

Friday, September 9, 2011

Narwhals!!!!!

I'm in Marine Biology this year, and we're currently working on projects on bodies of water. For me, it's Eastern Canadian bodies.
AND NARWHALS AREN'T EXTINCT!
I thought they were.
I'm just excited. =)

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

I'm Back!

Well, I haven't been able to blog for a while, but I'm back.
And I wrote another song/poem. But it's in a notebook that I just turned in to my APUSH teacher yesterday. Whoops. I'll post it ASAP.
I'm really excited about this school year though!