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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Setting- Blue
Character- Green
Conflict- Italics
Theme- BOLD
Plot- Orange
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
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Sunday, October 16, 2011
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 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
Monday, October 10, 2011
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 goodbyeSunday, October 2, 2011
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.
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