Sunday, October 30, 2011

3 Words, 8 Letters

His last words to me before he left for the capital, were "Three words, eight letters. Always." He thought I knew what he meant, but there were so many other things that could be. "I love you," ususally, but "I hate you," "I am going," etc. What was his meaning? He couldn't be saying "I love you," because we've been best friends since we were born. Just friends, right? I didn't know any more.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

I've Been Tagged!

I've been tagged

I won! I won! I WON!
Hehe. Occasionally I get a little over-excited about some things (read: everything). But that's okay. A hilarious Sparkler just gave me this award, and then I found out that I know her IRL. I am required to tell seven random things about myself and then tag seven bloggers with 100 words or less. Let the good times commence...
And I don't care about the 100 words or less.

My seven things:
1. I am a Jesus Freak
2. I'm a Cru Staff Kid, and if you don't know what that is, I'm sorry. But it has to do with where my parents work, and all the Cru SKs are AWESOME
3. I'm ALWAYS (not quite...but almost) on Sparklife
4. I can quote the Princess Bride, Lord of the Rings, and Harry Potter movies...almost the entire things. (All 13 movies).
5. I'm graduating a year early from high school
6. I love writing, and though it may look like I mostly write poetry, that's not actually true. That's just what I post on this blog.
7. I sew and crochet.

Now, onto the seven bloggers:

Peace. Love. Rock N' Roll. Various Other Things
A) It's metalhead865.
B) He's REALLY funny
C) He was the first Sparkler I followed on blogger.
2. Parenthetically Bizzare and five.minute.anyday - Both of these are by Christina Icarus, and she's one of the most awesome, encouraging, creative people I've ever talked to.
3. LaserFarm - While this isn't a blogger blog, IT'S DAN BERGSTEIN. No more explanation necessary.
4. Megan^2...Every time I read one of these posts, it completely makes my day.
5. Courtney - so, I JUST realized, that I know Courtney, from the CSU getaway 2009. And She's REALLY awesome...and her blog's pretty epic too. And if you asked my brother, he would tell you that I'm super duper excited about actually knowing her. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =)
6. Everybody on Sparklife. Supermegafoxyawesomehot AND awesomesauce? How much more epic can you get?
7. Drizzled in Awesome - because her "Liebster Blog" Post references the Princess Bride.

Huzzah! I'll consider myself officially "awarded."

वेल थिस इस वेइर्द...

वहत लन्गुअगे इस थिस, एंड वही इस माय टाइपिंग तुर्निंग इन्तो आईटी?
इ'म कांफुसेद!!!!!!!

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Not dead, just forgotten.

She couldn't stop those words from running through her mind. What happened? The only thing she could think of that would have made Emilia stop being her friend was confronting her about her recent attitudes and behaviors. She was trying to be a good friend, trying to help Emilia realize that she had changed. But they were interrupted. When Emilia tried to get her to finish the conversation via text message, she got mad. This wasn't the kind of thing you talk about in 160 character segments. A letter, at least, if not a phone call or face to face.

"Emilia," she began to write, "We've been best friends for seven years. I was trying to be a good friend and let you know that you've changed, but now you won't speak to me. What's going on? I haven't been able to walk for six weeks because of my injury, and you've only texted me once, you haven't called, you haven't visited, and when you walked by me at church on Sunday, when I was in a WHEELCHAIR, you didn't even say hello. What happened to my best friend?"

Good grief, she thought. Why do the people I get close to always end up betraying me? I'm sick of it. When will I find a friend, other than the SparkLife people, who will stay a friend? When will I find a best friend who I'll stay in contact with the rest of my life? I have Taylor, but we never hang out except at school. I need a friend.

So she wrote a poem, and a blog entry, and didn't send the letter. At least, not yet.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

A Friend? That's funny.

A friend?

Yeah right.

Maybe in the past

But not any more.

You don’t get it

You never will

That probably doesn’t make sense

But that doesn’t matter to me

My fingers fly

The words dance across the page


It’s saved my life

You don’t realize

What your betrayal does

To me

Who you used to call your best friend.

What happened to that?

What happened to the person who said

We would be

Best friends for life, and eternity?

We talked every day

Then you got involved in crew

Cross country


I was happy for you

I understood you didn’t have time anymore

But even during the off season

You didn’t make time for me.

Why didn’t you make time for me?

You made time for our other friend.

But not me, not Lisa.

Why not?

I know I kind of ignored you

For about a year

In sixth and seventh grade

But I realized it

And we weren’t as close then as now

Friends forever

You said that

But you betrayed me

I’m sick of it

Being betrayed

Will I ever have a year

Where none of my friend betray me?

2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade

5th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade,

8th grade, 9th, 10th,

This last year of high school


After betrayal

When will I find

A friend who won’t do this to me?

You know what?

I’m done with it.

Done with your games

Done with all the games

I’m me

And you’re going to miss me

When I’m gone

Trust me, I know.

I don’t need you

Yeah, we’ve been friends

But I have others

That won’t do this to me.

Thanks for the memories,

But I’m done

The good memories

I’ll never forget.

You probably already have.

You’re missing out.

You’re missing out on me

And when I change the world

You’ll be saying

“I knew that girl

In elementary, middle,

And high school.

We were best friends

What went wrong?

What did I do?”

And you’ll realize

That you

Missed out

On the friendship

And loyalty of me.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Not a Clone

Because you're older

You think you're better
That doesn't mean
It's true

You have no power over me
You can't control me
You don't own me
You're not better

I'm me
Not a clone
Of You
I'm Me.

I was created
To be who I am
Not created
To follow the crowd

I'm going to be myself
Not who you
Want me
To be

I choose
My God
To determine
Who I'll be

I'm me.
Not a clone
Of you.
I'm me.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

My Brain Says STOP But My Heart Says GO

Sorry I haven't posted in so long. My ankle that I sprained got worse. I had a mishap on my crutches and have either a contusion or a stress fracture in my heel. Then my other leg almost went out. So, I'm now in a wheelchair.

This is my new favorite song, thanks to Metalhead/Rawkfist/Peter.

"My Brain Says Stop, But My Heart Says Go!"

I'll do my best
Don't get upset
Sometimes my brain says no but my heart says yes

It moves fast like it is whiplash
Everybody run and get a season pass
You think you understand it but you come up last
Should’ve just passed
Now you’re standing in a big disaster
I’m here to let you know
Can’t trust what you think you know
Don’t follow that yellow brick road when your brain says stop but your heart says go
You move like the wind when my brain kicks in
Beats like a drum when my heart says some
I come so undone
Help me choose which one
I want to be smart but I wanna have fun
So I’ll sing

I’ll do my best
Don’t get upset
Sometimes my brain says no but my heart says yes

Turn it on like electric volts
Got your heart thumping like it was techno
Should’ve checked yes but you just checked no
Shooting from the get-go
But it’s tricky when it gets so automatic
Super static
Just go when you know you know
Don’t follow that yellow brick road when your brain says stop but your heart says go

I’m here to let you know
Can’t trust what you think you know
Don’t follow that yellow brick road when your brain says stop but your heart says go


Good night!

Sunday, October 2, 2011

The Day Has Come

This might seem a little creepy or morbid, but I didn't write it. I adapted it. It's from Ezekiel 7.

THe day is here
It has come
Doom has burst forth
Arrogance has budded

Violence has grown
To punish violence
None will be left
None will be left

The time has come
The day has arrived
Outside is the sword
Inside is famine

All who escape
and survive
Will be in torment
clothed with terror

They were proud
Of their possessions
Idolized them
And worshipped them

Prepare chains
for the land is full of violence
I will punish
My people

Calamity upon Calamity
Rumor upon Rumor
The king will mourn
The prince will despair

My wrath is upon them
No one will battle
The day is here
The time has come.