Sunday, September 27, 2015

Silence

The news that we all heard that day broke our hearts. I left where I was as fast as I could. I walked into a room of silence. The only noise you could hear was the pounding of peoples hearts and the ticking of the clock.
Thoughts running through everyone's minds. Not one person knew what to say though. Soon time had flown by and it was time to leave, but no one could leave.
Eventually one person succumbed to the necessity to leave, and then we all left with him. but our hearts stayed in that room that night.
I learned that hardships and trials can bring people together. A piece of our hearts stay with those people. The news we heard that day broke our hearts but it brought friends and family closer then ever before.

I am not a Robot

Who's to say I'm not a robot. I do almost the same things every time I wake up, when I go to school, even before I go to bed.
But who's to say that I am not human. I have feelings, I like to eat treats, and sometimes I even cry.
I judge people but try really hard not to; and sometimes I fall just a little to hard.
So who's to say if I am Human or a Robot.

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Different

Different is the way he looked at me the first time in class
The first time we ever hung out he treated me like I was something
He saw me differently then anyone else ever did
Through the months the looked changed
From love, to frustration, to happiness
but soon that all faded away
the look was gone and I no longer mattered
Different was the way he didn't look at me that day

music and lyrics

All the pretty girls- kaleo

greek tragedy- Wombats

Animal- Mike Snow

Better-Coin

Falling for you- the 1975

Yoga- Janelle Monae

written in the stars-Max Richter

We won't- Jaymes Young

Let go-James bay

Anna sun- Walk the moon

Here with me- Susie suh

Octahate- Ryn Weaver

Always- Panama

Overload- Life of Dillon

Crave- Parachute

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Disneyland

When I was little my parents told me we were going to Disneyland for the first time
I couldn't sleep that night.
The feeling of excitement running through my veins
finally it was time to go
the whole car ride all that was on my mind was walking through those gates
we made it to the hotel, the excitement grew worse
we walked over to Disneyland, the gates were just as I imagined
I knew every song that was playing
we walked in, every child's dream
I ran onto main street, I wanted to see everything
walking by was princess Cinderella, a dream came true
my mom had to hold me back, my dad had to help her
I could hear every ride calling my name, I had to go
From Pirates to space mountain I tried to complete everything
I stayed as late as the workers would let me
I ate nothing but ice cream, cookies, and popcorn
for the first time as a kid I found myself extremely happy
for every kid Disneyland is truly the happiest place on earth

I remember

I remember my mom letting me color on my lunch  bag for the first time, I thought I was Picasso

I remember the note she wrote on it "Have a great day at school, love you."

I remember my friends telling me my lunch bag looked cool

I remember getting to be the first one to get to use the new crayons

I remember feeling on top of the world

I remember 5th grade when a girl at lunch told me my lunch bag looked stupid

I remember feeling stupid when I got home

I remember not coloring on my lunch bag that night

I remember 7th grade when my little sister colored on my lunch 

I remember I found myself coloring that night

Saturday, September 5, 2015

the hike

I took a hike today, the feeling of leaving the world behind - taking a risk.
The fear of heights for my friends, the fear of falling for me.
We've taken this trail a million times before, but as we studied it we came upon a hidden trail.
To a casual hiker it would look like it leads nowhere.To us it looked like an adventure.
As we took it, it was tough, thick brush and rocky paths.
But the trail soon surrender to a more firm footing.
Soon we found ourselves on a ridge, which dropped down into a hidden meadow.
We found our discovery.
Located in the middle a single tree, alive.  Next to it a small fire pit.
We walked in and sat next to the tree.
Surrounding us was an ocean of red and purple flowers.
A light breeze blew the flowers in a wave like motion.
As we looked behind the tree we saw names of hikers from decades past.
So we added our names to the list of adventures.
The sunlight touched the mountain side and illuminated the colors.
It was as if the heavens had inspired us to go there.
It was a perfect circle, untouched, clean.
Surrounded by trees hidden from the hardships of many hikers being careless of it's beauty.
We sat there for a while, not exchanging a word.
As the minutes passed we both looked at each other and knew it was time to go back.
But the feelings the meadow gave us made us know we would come back - someday.

HATS

Someone said the phrase to me "I'll eat my hat." Well who would eat a hat? I wouldn't. Just kidding maybe I'd eat a hat made of fruit or even one made of cookies. But then again everyone's hat is different. So who would eat a hat?

I went to the store, to see all the different hats. As I walked around I didn't see much. But I looked in peoples karts, and everyone had something different. would everyone eat or wear a different hat?

While I was in the store I thought of Build a Bear. What if people built hats with their favorite foods? Like the karts there would be many different types of hats. High cal and Low cal hats, Sweet and salty ones. But then I realized I'm a germaphobe and that wouldn't work out.

I watched an old movie with my Mom. The guy in the movie said "if you do that I'll eat my hat." There the phrase was again. It was everywhere. So again I wondered why would someone eat a hat? Does it taste good?

I've come to the conclusion I'm not sold on eating my hat. I don't think it would taste good! So if anyone has any idea what this means I am always open to try new things.