Shake It!

To the muffin top, Get Lost!!!! 

Women with the muffin top, don't give up hope.

Drink lots of water. 

Sing your favorite song till you're hoarse.

GhAnDi

I know tonight is not the last time I'll see the light, but it may be the last time I see your deep eyes in it.

I keep forgetting to forget you, or should I remember you so that I can look back and know? I keep forgetting we're out of milk so I still pour my bowl of cereal then I get so furious we have no milk I stuff the cereal back in the box. I keep forgetting to add enough chocolate to my boiling water, and that we have no milk to make it creamier. Do I keep forgetting these simple things because I'm trying to forget that you were the one who taught me to make my hot chocolate creamier with milk? When will we own ourselves completely, like when will I finally own up to the fact that I broke mom's lamp and not my little brother, or that I haven't posted this because I was just being to lazy? Why do we not own up to our actions?! Our actions make us who we are so that one day we can own ourselves and not have to answer to our debts or lies. Why do I keep forgetting we have no milk?! Is it because we have so much cereal I just assume we have milk to go with it? Also that I rarely drink chocolate milk because it reminds me of you....chocolate in general reminds me of you. Who doesn't like chocolate?! Who would prefer vanilla over chocolate? This girl......I can't forget that I would get a vanilla cone and you chocolate and I would steal a few licks here and there just for that little bit of chocolate which goes a long way.....too much of anything might go a long way. Except milk.

My Journey

There comes a time in your life when moving becomes more than just a new house, or new school. It means saying goodbye to too many people and leaving a home you love. Of course your parents tell you that making new friends will be easy because you are such an energetic outgoing person, but that doesn't take away your pain.

 I spent four years after my family's move to Utah from Texas friendless. Spending most of my time playing softball, reading or my average of three movies a day. Even after finally moving into our own house in Cedar Hills I struggled to make friends because my scabs from leaving my two besties in Texas had just barely turned to scars and I did not think I could endure any more heartache. My parents were my best friends until they decided it was time I tried a little bit harder. 

I don't know what compelled me to continue texting him that warm summer night but I did, and I will be forever grateful.

Not only was he easy to talk to but he was sweet and hilariously witty.

I never thought I could have a friend that close ever again.

Our chatter turned into a relationship and we spent every moment we could together while still accomplishing all our ordinary tasks.

Of course there were some hiccups to overcome....the fact that I was 16 and he was 18 and graduated was kind of a big one. My parents were hesitant as were his, but we both showed such responsibility that it worked out. 

 So we had four months of complete bliss and happiness. Neither one of us had sparkled this much in too long. 

 Until he started to step back a little. I should have read the signs better but I was "blinded by love". 

Why didn't I recognize the approach of some bigger ordeal??

Five days before my 17th birthday, he broke up with me. It was extremely rough and I spent many hours shedding buckets and buckets of tears. 

Waking up each morning with puffy eyes and a blaring headache for weeks. 

Finally as the agony subsided I could see more clearly that this wasn't all in vain, but that I had retained something he taught me. People (guys) do like me and that I can put myself out there again. 

The road back was still a treacherous one as I could not manage to lift the heartache from my soul, or heal the cracks where his words buried themselves. I did not know why, but I knew I had to be done with it. Six months later I receive a very large and heartfelt text from him. Purely of my own design did I choose to text him back. It was extremely perilous for my well being and delicate work in rekindling a friendship with him, but I have managed to do it. Though as I continue on in my life, I still look at it as a great learning experience. Painful as it was and still may be; I am now stronger because of it, whether I believe it or not.

Ordinary World

I am almost 18. I have been in love and might still love him. I have an amazing best friend who on occasion drives me crazy. I go to school, clean the kitchen and go to work. Emily and I are practically glued together at the hip.
I eat,
sleep,
and  breathe softball.

I crave the feeling of adrenaline and exhilaration every time I walk out on the field. 

It's my release, 

my escape,

my freedom.

It is something to focus on without having to remember I just got yelled at, or that I bombed my last history test. Both my parents work a lot, so my life seems to revolve around my little brother. Making sure he gets from here to there. Are his chores done? Did he do his homework? 

Pretty ordinary wouldn't you say? 

But if Emily died, I would die. 

If one of my parents died, I wouldn't know how to survive. 

If I became crippled....I can't even imagine...

I would have no purpose. How could I live? 

On the other hand......I graduate this year! 

What if Em and I move in with her sister? 

I am going off to college, how will I handle myself? 

I am growing up....am I ready?

BlurBs

Young, Wild, and Free: Wiz  Kalifa
Wiz and Snoop could care less about who watches them live their life. So WHAT they get drunk, and smoke weed, and go out because their just living young, wild and free. Wiz thinks that this is what high school is all about while Snoop wants to grow out of his peach fuzz, but both of them love messing around too much to ever grow up.


You Lie: The Band Perry
Poor sweet Miss Molly thought she had picked the perfect man, till she found him sulking around like a crow with backstabbing Betty. She should have read the signs better but not only had Molly and Chad been dating for a year and a half but they were engaged to be married at her daddy's ranch in September. After much heartache and tears Molly finally does what she should have done a long time ago.

Starts With Goodbye: Carrie Underwood
While Sam can't see what is still to come, she is faced with a tough decision of whether or not it's time to move on with her life. She can't picture herself without him, but she can't help but feel something better is out there. Sometimes moving on with the rest of your life starts with goodbye, even if it means having to cry.

My Story

Dear Whoever Is Listening,

     High school...such a short period of time in our lives, yet so many people make it out to be the Superbowl of life. I'm sure you have heard the term "the high school experience" more than once in your life. What the hell does that even mean? My high school experience is whatever happens to me while I'm in high school, and whoever tells me that I'm missing out on high school because I haven't gone to one football game is full of it! I take pride in my school but that does not mean my world has to revolve around it. Life is life and sometimes shit just happens, but that's the perspective I can't seem to keep track of. My birthday is coming up in about a month and I'm not gonna lie....I am dreading it. I hate to bring in superstition but bad things happen on my birthdays, starting since I was 8. I had my first party and invited 12 so-called "friends" to come skating. They all said they would be there, well only 2 showed up. Just last year someone I love said goodbye 5 days prior to my birthday. I'm 18 this year so I'm really worried I'll lose my best friend, my dad will die, or my legs will fall off, but whatever happens I can't lose perspective and just have to roll with the punches. I have to stop trying to control what happens and worry about changing how I can react. Life doesn't have to be as hard as I'm making it out to be but it sure ain't easy.


                                                                                                Yours truly,
                                                                                                 Rose

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Dear Disconsolate

     Happiness is laughing till it hurts, till you can't breath, till you cry.

It's having a dance party in a thunderstorm,

and making cookies but eating half the dough before a single piece touches the pan.

Happiness is knowing someone's got your back,

or a hot bath and your favorite music.

Happiness is being home alone and doing your OWN thing.

It's performing to the best of your abilities,

and smiling even when you have no reason to.

Happiness is going to THE Harts for re-fills with my best friend.

Happiness is having a purpose,

    driving around with no place to go,

        staying up late because the book is too good to put down.

Happiness is completely your choice.

               It's so full of feelings no one can understand.

Happiness can't be bought but achieved.

Happiness is different for every person.                    

                      

Happiness can be a trial,

A  l  o  n  g  term commitment.

Happiness is a verb.

     Happiness takes more than words but requires no money,

                                 and having the motivation to keep truckin.

It can be love but it's learning to be happy without it that makes love so great.

Happiness is out of the park, a touchdown, a 3 pointer,

...easier said than done.

No one ever said it would be easy, they only said it would be worth it.

"Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections."

Yours Truly,

Encouraged

Starts With Goodbye

There's a choice you gotta make

              Piercing words, eyes are red

                            Tied together with a smile

                                     Like falling when you're trying to fly

                                             Please believe me, it's never easy

                                                        I think about you all the time

                                                           Didn't you know how much I loved you

                                                                      But here comes goodbye?

                                                                            What hurts the most

                                                                         Empty heart filled with regret

                                                It's like trying to spin the world the other way

                                                                                        You never told me

                                                              You're not sorry that it's over

                                                    But for the way you made it end

                                                 I wish you never made me cry

                                            It's hard to force that smile

                                              Having so much to say

                              And watching you walk away

       Never knowing what could have been

                 So I said all I had to say

   In letters that I threw away

        I guess it's gonna have to hurt

           I guess I'm gonna have to cry

              I guess it's gonna break me down

                To let go of some things I've loved

                     To get to the other side,

                          Somewhere up ahead

                                   Getting there means leaving things behind

                                                 Sometimes moving on with the rest of your life

                                                                              Starts with goodbye

Rock Out Like No One Is Watching:)

Rock out like it's the last time you'll ever hear your favorite song again.

 Rock out like you just made the most delicious recipe with complete success.

 Rock out like it is the hottest day of the year in Pheonix, Arizona and you just heard you're going swimming....

 

 

Rock out 

like they just came

back out with 

mint

Carmex.

Rock out like you just got tickets to a concert sold out months ago.









Rock out like there is no tomorrow and you just recieved 10,000 dollars.





Rock
out
          like you just hit you're
first walk-off home run.










Rock out like he finally told the truth,
Like he said he was just kidding.
Like you finally figured out he's just not that into you and you're okay with that.

 

Rock out like no strings are attached. Like you've given up trying to put on a show and finally decided to live. 

Rock out like it's what you actually want to do and you don't give a damn if anyone is watching.

the journey. the footsteps.

dEaTh....the ultimate disease of life. dEaTh will reach us all one day. scared of death because i'm always loving and caring, not wanting the good times to end. my emotions, constantly feeling and having no control over myself.

i like to find excitement- 1.puppies 2.ice cream 3.athletics 4.loving. knowing that all these things may result in pain- 1.grow up 2.melts 3.crippled 4.goodbye....

it's like going in for surgery and signing a waiver saying bad things might happen and that you're okay with that, i signed a waiver on life- i knew that all these things would bring delight, but that they may result in abhorrence as well. 

some say time heals all wounds, i say it just helps us bury them deeper. few things heal completely but all things leave their scars on us. what we like to call battle wounds, but if we get hurt, why do we choose to fight? our spirit, your spirit, my spirit. i don't give up and i will never give in. 

 we know dEaTh takes us all in the end, but it's not

the end, 

the finale, 

the conclusion 

that we're fighting against, but the journey in which we're fighting for. 

what we leave behind. memories. how we handle the good times, the rough times. enjoy life as it comes, “life lives, life dies. life laughs, life cries. life gives up and life tries. But life looks different through everyone's eyes"........ don't get caught up in the moment..... live in the moment.

 We are afraid to live, but scared to die

-Inderpal Bahra

  know what you're doing now is what you're leaving behind.

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Dreams...

I walk alone, but is it what I chose or is it something I don't have control over? I don't want to walk alone. Who does? It seems so pessimistic
to say I walk alone when there are millions of people all around me. Why don't we use the resources we are given?
I have family, I have an amazing best friend, but can you tell them everything? Do you want to tell them anything?? Why do we keep things to ourselves? So many of us do this; we don't say what we're thinking, what we're feeling, what we really want; and then we wonder why we aren't happy! 
Why don't we do what we want to do? Why do we lie to those we love and scorn the ones we don't? Why do I miss people? Why do people come into our lives only to leave again?

Why do we long to be loved and wanted? Why don't guys talk to me? Do I try to hard? Do I not try hard enough? 
Why do we crave
wanting to be
accepted? 

Why do I think things I don't want to think about? 
Why am I putting myself down?

Why didn't I say yes?

Why didn't I say no?

Why am I so afraid of getting hurt? Emotionally, physically, spiritually! It doesn't matter! Why are we so afraid of commitment? 

We can't just live life in the shadows, walking down a deserted and desolate boulevard with nothing but dark, depressing thoughts!

Move on! Live your dreams!!

Why?

Why a life of broken dreams when it can be a life of fulfillment

and what you want?

A

Life

of

accomplishment.....

Go and TRY to fulfill your dreams
Be yourself and dream your biggest, it never hurts to try and
It only hurts for a minute if you fail
  Why can't I understand?!

Why can't anyone understand? Why does the world spin on when I feel stuck?

Why do I walk alone? I don't WANT to walk alone! 

Feild Trip

I see the flag.

I looks like patriotism.

It reminds me of pie and the good-old-times.

It reminds me of how privileged I am and asks me why I complain about such insignificant things; such as having the most expensive clothes of the newest phone when there are bigger issues to think about.

It reminds me of hard work and what it takes to live free and be something.

It reminds me of respect and how not enough people even know what it means anymore.

How easily we think we can walk all over each other or think we're better than the person sitting next to us.

I don't care if you think you are above them because NEWS FLASH you aren't.

Our soldiers out there fighting aren't thinking about whose the most popular or has the nicest things, I'm sorry but they are fighting for my freedom as equally as yours.

So the next time you look at someone open your eyes and see what really matters and don't just look through them.

Try showing a little more respcet to those around you, especially your parents, teachers and other authoritative persons because they are only looking our for you. Don't talk back for once and do what you are asked.

Stop looking at what people are wearing of acting and try actually caring for once and show that little respect because you represent something much much bigger-the Flag, the greatest country in the world, The United States of America!

I'm STILL Thinking About You

One day you said goodbye but I could never wrap my mind around that

My life has never been the same

Five months go by and you say you've been thinking about me

You say you've been thinking about me?!

Don't even get me started

I've been thinking about you like the sun thinks about the sunrise

Like the sunrise thinks about sunset

Like the sunset thinks about the stars

Like you and I used to look at the stars 

I've been thinking about you like nightmares think about monsters

Like nightmares that are your day dreams

Like you wish monsters were all you worried about

Like my pillows wonder why I'm crying

I've been thinking about you like wanderers think about a home
Like dreams think about happening
Like memories think about remembering
Like I wish I could soften the memories of you

I'm still thinking about you like warmth thinks about bodies
Like bodies think about holding
Like arms think about molding
Like your arms folded right around me

I'm still thinking about you like words think about talking
Like talking thinks about knowing
Like knowing tries to understand but fails miserably
Like failures lead to success
Like your failure to know may lead to my success
Like success can't come without trials
Like trials can't come without heartache
Like love can't come without hearthache
Like I wish I could understand why
Like you wish your life would come together

Like time thinks about sand

and sand thinks about toes

and toes think about feet who think about walking on the beach

that thinks about holding your hand

One day I might stop thinking about you

But for now it's a bitter sweet memory that doesn't seem real

that might not be real for how could something so sweet end so sour

I'm thinking about you like a true love would never forget

L-O-V-E

Love is walking a tight rope with bad balance.

Love is getting the butterflies every time you're with someone, even after ten years.

Love is like eating cookie dough at midnight.

Love is not something to be taken lightly, but given freely.

Love is stealing the honey from a thousands bees.

Love is the biggest word in the dictionary.

Love can grow in the worst conditions.

Love is tears when you don't want them.

Love is not something you can choose.

Love is always on your mind.

Love is a chandelier: beautiful to look at, dangerous if it falls on you. 

Always in Uniform

"People say I don't have great tools. They say that I can't throw like Ellis Valentine or run like Tim Raines or hit with power like Mike Schmidt. Who can? I make up for it in other ways, by putting out a little bit more. That's my theory, to go through life hustling. In the big leagues, hustle usually means being in the right place at the right time. It means backing up a base. It means backing up your teammate. It means taking that headfirst slide. It means doing everything you can do to win a baseball game."



When I said this, I wasn't just talking about baseball, but life.  Think about how you act and treat your team mates on the field.  How when you put that uniform on you become more than yourself.  You are part of something, a team.  A team who has chosen you, no matter what you look like, or how weird you are, but because you can play ball they respect you and maybe even love you like their own sibling.  They don't judge you, but accept you for who you are.  Now why does any of that have to end when you take that uniform off?  Because you're just putting another one on, the one everyone else is wearing...clothes....hahha yes, but think bigger....life.  In life you're wearing a uniform, the same uniform as everyone else on the team of life.  You'll meet people who are rude, weird, stinky, different, giggly, shy, sweet, dominate, annoying and many other personalities, but they are all on your team. So you gotta have their backs, just like you're own team mates and they'll have yours.  You'll have many coaches in life from your parents to teachers and other leaders; some of which you will hate or love or just disagree with, but just like your athletic coaches with whom you may have issues with, you treat them with respect and try to do what they say.  Head BYU softball coach and hitting coach of the USA team, Gordon Echin once told me that when you know your coach is teaching you something wrong, do it right; and when he says 'great job' or 'see what I told ya', just say; 'hey thanks coach, that really helped.'  Because their only intent is to help you grow and get better.  Everyone is constantly learning, even your coaches.  Especially in life.  So look out for those around you and learn to accept everyone for who they are because like it or not, they're on your team.  We are always in uniform.