Sunday, January 13, 2013
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Saturday, January 5, 2013
ringing in the new year.
well the first week of january is tucked behind us. i am so excited for 2013 and all of the adventures it holds. one of my goals to complete this year was to buy a new camera. nothing too fancy just something that i could document everyday life more with. as i was looking through my pictures of 2012 i have next to none. that really needs to change. so i went out yesterday and found the perfect little camera that would do just the trick. i am the least knowledgeable of cameras by a landslide. but after a million questions to the salesman and a couple hundred test shots later i picked a winner. i went with the cannon powershow sx500 IS. hope all is well with you fine people.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
thoughts.
everyone has a release, something they do to take themselves out of the present moment and just become free. you have one. that thing that keeps you sane when you are surrounded by insanity. or maybe it's something to allow yourself to go a little insane when your surrounded by too much sanity. either way it's comforting to know you can escape.
that is why i love to write. i love to create stories and characters that are so complex even i question their actions. i love knowing that i can create anything and no one can tell me it's wrong, or doesn't make sense. i'm not usually one to share my characters or stories i come up with, for reasons i'm not even really sure of. but i was looking through my old writing journals and notes and thought i would share an old piece i wrote a few years ago. it's good to remember the things you love, it's good to never forget your "escape". for you never know when that "escape" of yours just might save you. happy thursday!
Distant Walker
Walking down
the hallway
Walking
through the crowd
I hear the
people whisper
God their
talking loud
I tense up
my bony fingers
Squeal away
the fear
How dare
they try to hurt me
How they sit
there with their sneers
Who do they
think they are
Trying to
get inside my head
Fuck their
little games
My blood it still bleeds red.
I flick my
flame inhale my smoke
A calmness
comes over me
The chatter
of the people die
My pain is
finally free
But only for
a moment
Before they
strike again
Their
comments getting louder
Their
threats they soon begin
All because
I’m different
Because I
don’t dress the same
Could it be
my slightly crooked nose?
Because you
think my jams are lame
Whatever the
reason for the hate
For the gossip
and my fear
I’ll stop my
beat and close my eyes
Not showing
up next year.
What’s the
moral of this story?
The lesson
to be learned
To stop the
beating bully
To have
cruelty be burned.
Monday, December 3, 2012
making a list.
sorry things have been quiet over here in my part of the internet world. life is busy, school is hard, and work is tiring. when i opened up my browser tonight and saw my little blog on the bookmark bar i thought i would stop in and say hello. hope all is well with you fine people and remember to keep on keepin' on. until next time...
Sunday, October 14, 2012
apple dippin'
there is something about fall that just makes my heart melt inside! i am quite fond of all the leaves changing, the pumpkin carving, and the george a. romero movie marathons. it's great. another thing i love is apples and caramel so to the genius who put the two and two together, thank you! although martha wouldn't approve of my apple's appearance, my family seemed to gobble them up pretty quick. happy fall!
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