8.28.2009
so, remember a while ago when i said this blog was postponed? yeah, so much for that. im typing now. and im pissed. im upset. i swear, if i wasnt such a pacifist i wouldfucking try to commit suicide right now. like really? fml. life sucks. i suck, im a terrbile person. how could i have done this? like SERIOUSLY. HOW?!? fuck.,
8.08.2009
teengers have it tough. i should know; i am one. we release our emotions and stress in many different ways. i talk (or yell) it out. but i also type on this computer and release these concerns which build up inside my body like the lava inside of Mt.Hood. i, though, will not be waiting until i explode and have a meltdown of major proportions. besides typing on this insignificant blog which hardly anyone will ever read, i also write.
"so tell me what your best friend knows, that I dont know"
spit it out. i know, i guess what i am trying to come to conclusion with is the fact that i will be postponing this blog, as you might say. the occasional blog might still pop up and suprise anyone who is bored enough to sink their eyes into this unfortunate collection of letters and strokes, but until i feel the need to express through the act of typing and murdering my eyes by glueing them to the florescent screen of megapixels, goodbye.
and im sorry you were one of the unlucky who had to discover my current growing pain.
"so tell me what your best friend knows, that I dont know"
spit it out. i know, i guess what i am trying to come to conclusion with is the fact that i will be postponing this blog, as you might say. the occasional blog might still pop up and suprise anyone who is bored enough to sink their eyes into this unfortunate collection of letters and strokes, but until i feel the need to express through the act of typing and murdering my eyes by glueing them to the florescent screen of megapixels, goodbye.
and im sorry you were one of the unlucky who had to discover my current growing pain.
8.02.2009
Don't sweat it; it's over now; our time ran out.
drama.
noun
1. A prose or verse composition, especially one telling a serious story, that is intended for representation by actors impersonating the characters and performing the dialogue and action.
2. A serious narrative work or program for television, radio, or the cinema.
3. Theatrical plays of a particular kind or period: Elizabethan drama.
4.The art or practice of writing or producing dramatic works.
5. A situation or succession of events in real life having the dramatic progression or emotional effect characteristic of a play: the drama of the prisoner's escape and recapture.
6. The quality or condition of being dramatic: a summit meeting full of drama.
Drama is a word which contains multiple meanings. But the specific meaning for which explains my current mood is one used largely within the teenage population. when a series of events causes many arguments, fallings outs, and stress. the exact thing which causes even more drama. so dont you think that if everyone just calmly talked things out, it would all be better? yes it would. but i fear that's not how it works, is it?
even worse? secrets. one of the main causes of this "drama" that i speak of in this exact blog post.
"secrets secrets are no fun unless you share with everyone"
i fear that is the case. but i also have found that sharing secrets is not the best thing to do at such a fragile age when a single secret can cause so many emotions to rush through us and built up like a race horse behind the gate right before the gun is sounded. and as shoot as that bullet shoots through the air and breaks the sound barrier...
the horses race out;; and hence the flood of emotions which usually result in crying for this fifteen year old. so how do you release these feelings in a steady flow as if to decrease the risk of a spill and flood of straight tears? talking.
the exact thing which has caused this entire post. do you see the cycle and problem with the teenage life? i hope you do. because living through this is like hell. and when you lose the person who you can talk to about anything... well the weight of the world feels a whole lot heavier., and that gate is just that little bit harder to hold closed.
drama.
noun
1. A prose or verse composition, especially one telling a serious story, that is intended for representation by actors impersonating the characters and performing the dialogue and action.
2. A serious narrative work or program for television, radio, or the cinema.
3. Theatrical plays of a particular kind or period: Elizabethan drama.
4.The art or practice of writing or producing dramatic works.
5. A situation or succession of events in real life having the dramatic progression or emotional effect characteristic of a play: the drama of the prisoner's escape and recapture.
6. The quality or condition of being dramatic: a summit meeting full of drama.
Drama is a word which contains multiple meanings. But the specific meaning for which explains my current mood is one used largely within the teenage population. when a series of events causes many arguments, fallings outs, and stress. the exact thing which causes even more drama. so dont you think that if everyone just calmly talked things out, it would all be better? yes it would. but i fear that's not how it works, is it?
even worse? secrets. one of the main causes of this "drama" that i speak of in this exact blog post.
"secrets secrets are no fun unless you share with everyone"
i fear that is the case. but i also have found that sharing secrets is not the best thing to do at such a fragile age when a single secret can cause so many emotions to rush through us and built up like a race horse behind the gate right before the gun is sounded. and as shoot as that bullet shoots through the air and breaks the sound barrier...
the horses race out;; and hence the flood of emotions which usually result in crying for this fifteen year old. so how do you release these feelings in a steady flow as if to decrease the risk of a spill and flood of straight tears? talking.
the exact thing which has caused this entire post. do you see the cycle and problem with the teenage life? i hope you do. because living through this is like hell. and when you lose the person who you can talk to about anything... well the weight of the world feels a whole lot heavier., and that gate is just that little bit harder to hold closed.
8.01.2009
"Well the sunset better set soon;; so we can get in the mood. Things start getting heated up ;; when it starts getting c o o l yeah"
I have returned from the humid sunshine state which, at the moment, is not living up to it's name. A constant stir of storms surrounded me and thus left me with no time to tan. Just a lot of rain and clouds.
But as I said, I'm back in the place where I couldn't feel more at home. I wonder why? But as I sit here typing my very thoughts, I can't help but feel antsy about the rest of the summer. One month left, and how many days have I been here? A total of 4? On my terms, that is out of the question. unreasonable. ridiculous.
The only solution? Make sure that the rest of this vacation that students beg for from the first day of school makes me remember the summer of 2009. wish me luck.
"Summer nights everybody are you with me? Let that igloo cooler mark your piece of paradise.
s u m m e r n i g h t s ;; everybody's feeling sexy, holler if you're ready for some summer nights"
I have returned from the humid sunshine state which, at the moment, is not living up to it's name. A constant stir of storms surrounded me and thus left me with no time to tan. Just a lot of rain and clouds.
But as I said, I'm back in the place where I couldn't feel more at home. I wonder why? But as I sit here typing my very thoughts, I can't help but feel antsy about the rest of the summer. One month left, and how many days have I been here? A total of 4? On my terms, that is out of the question. unreasonable. ridiculous.
The only solution? Make sure that the rest of this vacation that students beg for from the first day of school makes me remember the summer of 2009. wish me luck.
"Summer nights everybody are you with me? Let that igloo cooler mark your piece of paradise.
s u m m e r n i g h t s ;; everybody's feeling sexy, holler if you're ready for some summer nights"
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