Have you ever had something happen on a full moon or your birthday or a special day or a day you will never forget? Like for example your first kiss, your first boyfriend, your first “I love you” moment…. But it was on a day that you are going to have to replay your whole life and never forget it? then that one day comes where the guy/girl that you first kiss breaks your heart and you can never forget when all that first happened… and every year that amazing day comes and you think about it the whole day and if you see or talk to that person that it happened with then its kinda awkward…… well one of those days was today… about 2 years ago on the night of academy awards, he asked me out. And of course who wouldn’t want to date him??? Of course I say YESSS YES YESSS!!! This was my first boyfriend and I wouldn’t turn him down for anything! Well I told my really good friend that he asked me to date him and I said yes and she told me…. No no don’t date him… your too young and its not right [of course while she was telling me this she herself was dating someone] so she finally convinced me and an hour or two later I go and tell him I’m sorry this wont work out for us….well as you all know that didn’t work out the way I wanted to but I guess that’s life sometimes…. While of course feeling absolutely horrible the whole entire time!!! Well our friendship of course went downhill from there, but every academy awards… I always remember that day and how he asked me out… yes I still see him at school and we still talk… but when the academy awards roll by that memory always flashes through my head remember how that day was the most amazing but worst day… I still wonder how he feels those nights also… and I always hope he would tell me… but I guess that again is life.. oh how memories can take you down the crazy roads.
-kAlLiE jO
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Friend
What kind of person would you define as a TRUE friend? People who you’ve grown up with? Who love you? People who care about you? People who do things for you, listen to you, keep your secrets? What if they hurt you a little? Would you forgive them and still consider them as a true friend? Most likely yes huh? What if they hurt you a lot, but they seek forgiveness and you do forgive them..? Would you still consider them a true friend? That one is kind of hard for me. I can’t decide whether to let myself back in or not..or trust them as much..it’s kind of sad, but that’s just me.
Well, to me a true friend is someone who knows everything about you- the good, the bad, the pretty, and the ugly- but still loves you the same. It’s someone I am completely comfortable around, and I can be my true self with. I can be a total dork with them, tell my deepest secrets to them, break down and cry with them, vent out to them, have inside jokes with.. They are the people I can: call in the middle of the night when I’m crying and need somebody, be on the floor cackling like old ladies until we can’t breathe, sing like a broken cassette with, dance “like David danced” (minus a few things :O ahaa =P), borrow clothes with and not give them back for a few weeks (or months), share that “glancing moment” with and know exactly what they’re thinking of, look at in the middle of class and start laughing with, and accidentally spit on them while I’m talking. I can do all that with them without ever worrying what they think of me because I KNOW that they still love me the same, and they don’t think of me any different. These are the people I want to have as my closest friends for the rest of my life. They are my support system, my “shoulders,” my “rocks,” my brothers and sisters in Christ, and the best people on earth. I’m grateful for them, and I love them very much more than words can express.
Some of them, I barely talk to now, but you know what? When we DO talk, it’s like nothing has changed. We’re still the same people we were since the last time that we were together/talked. And it’s just a great feeling. I was looking at old pictures, yearbooks, letters, and everything and it made me realize how blessed I am to have and have had such great friends. To the ones I have drifted apart from, I am still glad that we shared those moments and many other things- I would never take it back. Thank you for being there, when you were there. So, just take a moment to think and be thankful about who has been there for you and who you have shared the best memories with…It might make you smile, it might make you sad, or it might even make you laugh out loud. People come and go in your life, and we gotta learn that even though it’s one of the hardest things to learn and accept. I, myself have learned many times to do this. Although it’s not one of the most fun things you can do, it’s an important step in growing up. But remember to always cherish your friends no matter what. Be thankful for the memories and don’t let go of them. Let go of regrets and remember everything always happens for a reason. =]
-KAT :D
Well, to me a true friend is someone who knows everything about you- the good, the bad, the pretty, and the ugly- but still loves you the same. It’s someone I am completely comfortable around, and I can be my true self with. I can be a total dork with them, tell my deepest secrets to them, break down and cry with them, vent out to them, have inside jokes with.. They are the people I can: call in the middle of the night when I’m crying and need somebody, be on the floor cackling like old ladies until we can’t breathe, sing like a broken cassette with, dance “like David danced” (minus a few things :O ahaa =P), borrow clothes with and not give them back for a few weeks (or months), share that “glancing moment” with and know exactly what they’re thinking of, look at in the middle of class and start laughing with, and accidentally spit on them while I’m talking. I can do all that with them without ever worrying what they think of me because I KNOW that they still love me the same, and they don’t think of me any different. These are the people I want to have as my closest friends for the rest of my life. They are my support system, my “shoulders,” my “rocks,” my brothers and sisters in Christ, and the best people on earth. I’m grateful for them, and I love them very much more than words can express.
Some of them, I barely talk to now, but you know what? When we DO talk, it’s like nothing has changed. We’re still the same people we were since the last time that we were together/talked. And it’s just a great feeling. I was looking at old pictures, yearbooks, letters, and everything and it made me realize how blessed I am to have and have had such great friends. To the ones I have drifted apart from, I am still glad that we shared those moments and many other things- I would never take it back. Thank you for being there, when you were there. So, just take a moment to think and be thankful about who has been there for you and who you have shared the best memories with…It might make you smile, it might make you sad, or it might even make you laugh out loud. People come and go in your life, and we gotta learn that even though it’s one of the hardest things to learn and accept. I, myself have learned many times to do this. Although it’s not one of the most fun things you can do, it’s an important step in growing up. But remember to always cherish your friends no matter what. Be thankful for the memories and don’t let go of them. Let go of regrets and remember everything always happens for a reason. =]
-KAT :D
“A Diary of a Girl Young Woman: Too Perfect for Words 2”
Dear diary,
I am so stupid. I know you knew that already, but seriously. I AM SO STUPID. Not only did I tell my best friend/crush that I liked him, I also skipped three periods. That means I missed two important reviews, and one huge test. Gulp. My mom is so going to kill me. My dad will just pretend to be mad, and then when my mom leaves he’ll just wink and pat me on the head. I can’t miss the next period… I mean, duh, it’s lunch. Who misses lunch? Honestly.
When I walked out of the bathroom, right away, I see Sean talking to Barbie Daze. I studied closely. Barbie laughs hysterically and puts another book into her locker. Sean laughs along with her and hands her a piece of paper. Barbie opened the piece of paper and exclaimed “YES! YES, yes, yes!!!” She hugged him as tight as she could. She seemed like she just won the lottery… And she did. Sean just asked Barbie to prom.
Cry or die?
I know I’m being dramatic, but still. I have a right to be dramatic. I’m a girl. It’s my job. I did not want to hide in the bathroom again so I decided to just whisk pass them. As always, my plan did not work. As I tried to walk pass them, Sean turned and looked at me. I looked up briefly to see Sean pull away from Barbie and walk towards me. “See you later, Barbie.” I tried to walk faster, but who can compete with a track star? “Jamie. Jamie! Jamie, stop.” I stopped but didn’t turn. “Jamie, we need to… we need to talk.” His voice was calm. My heart was about to pop. I turned around and didn’t bother to look him in the eyes. “C’mon.” he said as I followed him to the stairs. As I sat down, I could feel Sean’s eyes staring at me. “Jamie, I had no-… I had no idea you liked me.” I looked into his eyes, his eyes were serious and a deep shade of green. I nodded. “I just thought we were just friends… “ he continued. “I know… but… I don’t know, Sean. It’s not like I wanted to like you… I just do. I don’t know why… but… I just do.” He smiled. “You do know why. You told me yourself.” I put my hands over my eyes. “Yah, and now I wish I hadn’t.” “Why?” Without him seeing me, I rolled my teary eyes. “Because of… because of this.” He looked confused. “Of what?” “Because I knew you wouldn’t like me back. You only see me as a friend. Nothing more nothing less-“then the craziest thing happened. It was so perfect and beautiful I can’t even write it down. Maybe after I’m done hyperventilating I can do so. Oh my, gosh…
TO BE CONTINUED
I am so stupid. I know you knew that already, but seriously. I AM SO STUPID. Not only did I tell my best friend/crush that I liked him, I also skipped three periods. That means I missed two important reviews, and one huge test. Gulp. My mom is so going to kill me. My dad will just pretend to be mad, and then when my mom leaves he’ll just wink and pat me on the head. I can’t miss the next period… I mean, duh, it’s lunch. Who misses lunch? Honestly.
When I walked out of the bathroom, right away, I see Sean talking to Barbie Daze. I studied closely. Barbie laughs hysterically and puts another book into her locker. Sean laughs along with her and hands her a piece of paper. Barbie opened the piece of paper and exclaimed “YES! YES, yes, yes!!!” She hugged him as tight as she could. She seemed like she just won the lottery… And she did. Sean just asked Barbie to prom.
Cry or die?
I know I’m being dramatic, but still. I have a right to be dramatic. I’m a girl. It’s my job. I did not want to hide in the bathroom again so I decided to just whisk pass them. As always, my plan did not work. As I tried to walk pass them, Sean turned and looked at me. I looked up briefly to see Sean pull away from Barbie and walk towards me. “See you later, Barbie.” I tried to walk faster, but who can compete with a track star? “Jamie. Jamie! Jamie, stop.” I stopped but didn’t turn. “Jamie, we need to… we need to talk.” His voice was calm. My heart was about to pop. I turned around and didn’t bother to look him in the eyes. “C’mon.” he said as I followed him to the stairs. As I sat down, I could feel Sean’s eyes staring at me. “Jamie, I had no-… I had no idea you liked me.” I looked into his eyes, his eyes were serious and a deep shade of green. I nodded. “I just thought we were just friends… “ he continued. “I know… but… I don’t know, Sean. It’s not like I wanted to like you… I just do. I don’t know why… but… I just do.” He smiled. “You do know why. You told me yourself.” I put my hands over my eyes. “Yah, and now I wish I hadn’t.” “Why?” Without him seeing me, I rolled my teary eyes. “Because of… because of this.” He looked confused. “Of what?” “Because I knew you wouldn’t like me back. You only see me as a friend. Nothing more nothing less-“then the craziest thing happened. It was so perfect and beautiful I can’t even write it down. Maybe after I’m done hyperventilating I can do so. Oh my, gosh…
TO BE CONTINUED
The Masterpiece Within
Back in the day when all the great artist were sculpting their great statues that we all “aw and oooh” at now a days, they would only use marble slabs that were “perfect”. But Michelangelo believed that God purposed that in every slab there was a something great inside of it, he didn’t care if the marble was “perfect” he knew that it didn’t matter how the marble looked or was, all that needed to be done is chisel away the excess. So is like with us, if you think that you aren’t good enough it doesn’t matter God thinks you are. He just isn’t done chiseling.
-Sirena
-Sirena
How
How could things get this way
A battle each day
Your smirks, rude comments hateful eyes
I wish they were all lies
But this is reality cuz you're here i'm here
I want to escape everything
All I can do is close my eyes and sing
What did i do?
Did i hurt you?
Now you hurt me
Everything you do affects me can't you see
Why is this the way it has to be?
My tears fall
My heart and all
Why do you do this
I used to be so bliss
Now all I do is wander into oblivion and sit
Why did you have to go and destroy it?
Nothing I do makes you smile
All I want is one smile not a heart full of bile
Love me isn't what i ask
All I ask is kindness not something to bask
Don't see through me
See me!
If I had a wish one single one
Sadly it would be to be your only one
But I know wishes dont come true
So now I am blue.
-SV
A battle each day
Your smirks, rude comments hateful eyes
I wish they were all lies
But this is reality cuz you're here i'm here
I want to escape everything
All I can do is close my eyes and sing
What did i do?
Did i hurt you?
Now you hurt me
Everything you do affects me can't you see
Why is this the way it has to be?
My tears fall
My heart and all
Why do you do this
I used to be so bliss
Now all I do is wander into oblivion and sit
Why did you have to go and destroy it?
Nothing I do makes you smile
All I want is one smile not a heart full of bile
Love me isn't what i ask
All I ask is kindness not something to bask
Don't see through me
See me!
If I had a wish one single one
Sadly it would be to be your only one
But I know wishes dont come true
So now I am blue.
-SV
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Is it always good to tell people the truth?
Because sometimes I am out with my friends- and, well, I was brought up with the ‘HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY’ policy- and they’re trying on clothes and they want the truth and the truth happens to be that the shirt they tried on does not look wonderful on them.
Do you tell them that?
I know I do.
On the bright side, they know I don’t say it with bad intentions. But still, sometimes I feel so terrible inside. Like maybe I crushed their dream or something. So I’m in my bed at night, with contrite rushing through my head, wondering if maybe I shouldn’t have told the person that.
But then I tell myself that maybe if I hadn’t said the truth she would have bought the shirt and gone out into public looking less than decent and she would have looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, “Why did you not tell me the shirt didn’t look good on me?!”
And I would have said I was afraid of hurting her feelings or crushing her dreams and she would have replied that this hurt her more.
Either way nothing seems right.
Maybe if I told her the truth- which is the most probable- she would have said I was just jealous because I could have never fit into the shirt because I was too skinny or something.
And I would have responded most indignantly that that was NOT the truth and that I was only looking out for her welfare. If all went as I have just mentioned, she would have shaken her head at me.
The friendship might have died.
I don’t know if I am over exaggerating this, but since I am TOO honest I have always pondered if maybe my friends might feel hurt or something.
That’s normal.
I have feelings.
Do you tell them that?
I know I do.
On the bright side, they know I don’t say it with bad intentions. But still, sometimes I feel so terrible inside. Like maybe I crushed their dream or something. So I’m in my bed at night, with contrite rushing through my head, wondering if maybe I shouldn’t have told the person that.
But then I tell myself that maybe if I hadn’t said the truth she would have bought the shirt and gone out into public looking less than decent and she would have looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, “Why did you not tell me the shirt didn’t look good on me?!”
And I would have said I was afraid of hurting her feelings or crushing her dreams and she would have replied that this hurt her more.
Either way nothing seems right.
Maybe if I told her the truth- which is the most probable- she would have said I was just jealous because I could have never fit into the shirt because I was too skinny or something.
And I would have responded most indignantly that that was NOT the truth and that I was only looking out for her welfare. If all went as I have just mentioned, she would have shaken her head at me.
The friendship might have died.
I don’t know if I am over exaggerating this, but since I am TOO honest I have always pondered if maybe my friends might feel hurt or something.
That’s normal.
I have feelings.
“A Diary of a Girl Young Woman: Far From Perfect 1”
Dear Diary,
This is Jamie. I know this is weird, because I’m pouring my heart and soul into a lousy notebook with a lock that could be unlatched by a toddler. But since we don’t have enough money for a professional shrink… I guess I’m stuck with you. Today was quite horrendous. It started out like any other day, but it ended like a sad Nicholas Sparks movie. (Don’t worry, Diary… No one died.) But my love life did. This morning I felt as light as a feather, I felt like I was dancing on non-polluted air… I was hopelessly in love. My crush Sean Finn looked as gorgeous as ever walking down that glistening hall. Before the stupid thing I did today, we we’re really good friends. So first period came around and I wish it hadn’t. I REALLY wish it hadn’t. Class started like any other day … It was as normal as a monkey trying to feed a zebra nachos… Sean sat in the seat next to mine and just looked at me. I loved playing this game… The classic staring contest. After two minutes of staring into open air, Sean finally blinked. I laughed as I wiped away the tears from my eyes. “So how are you Jamison?” I looked at him as he grabbed his English notebook out of his vintage travel bag. “As good as ever, I guess Sean… is on…?” He laughed as his knee briefly brushed against mine. A tingling sensation soared through my body. “Hmm, I don’t believe you… What’s going on, Jamison?” He studies me closely. I try not to pass out. “Looks like you got a special guy on your mind… Who is he?” I blushed a new shade of pink that has yet to be discovered by humanity. “No one...” I’m a terrible liar. “C’mon… I’ll be your best friend…” How about boyfriend? “C’mon! Give me some hints.” “He has dark brown hair… He has light green eyes… and… He’s perfect.” He grinned. “No one’s perfect, Jamie. This guy seems like quite a catch.” An evil grin appeared on his perfect face. “I triple puppy dog dare you to tell this guy you like him.” I frowned so hard I almost cried. “No.” I said too suddenly. “Why not? Are you afraid he won’t like you back? Aww, Jamie… Why wouldn’t he? You’re sweet, you’re pretty, and you’re… somewhat smart.” I snorted. “Gee, thanks.” I shifted awkwardly in my chair. “Just go tell him.” I breathed heavily. “Ok.” I turned toward him and looked him straight in his light green eyes. “Sean… I like you.”
Then the bell rang. Oh, the glorious bell. I ran out of the room as fast as I could. My heart was beating like crazy. I ran into the two stalled bathroom. And here I am. Writing to you what happened five minutes ago. My life is over…
To Be Continued…
- JJ The Jet Plane
This is Jamie. I know this is weird, because I’m pouring my heart and soul into a lousy notebook with a lock that could be unlatched by a toddler. But since we don’t have enough money for a professional shrink… I guess I’m stuck with you. Today was quite horrendous. It started out like any other day, but it ended like a sad Nicholas Sparks movie. (Don’t worry, Diary… No one died.) But my love life did. This morning I felt as light as a feather, I felt like I was dancing on non-polluted air… I was hopelessly in love. My crush Sean Finn looked as gorgeous as ever walking down that glistening hall. Before the stupid thing I did today, we we’re really good friends. So first period came around and I wish it hadn’t. I REALLY wish it hadn’t. Class started like any other day … It was as normal as a monkey trying to feed a zebra nachos… Sean sat in the seat next to mine and just looked at me. I loved playing this game… The classic staring contest. After two minutes of staring into open air, Sean finally blinked. I laughed as I wiped away the tears from my eyes. “So how are you Jamison?” I looked at him as he grabbed his English notebook out of his vintage travel bag. “As good as ever, I guess Sean… is on…?” He laughed as his knee briefly brushed against mine. A tingling sensation soared through my body. “Hmm, I don’t believe you… What’s going on, Jamison?” He studies me closely. I try not to pass out. “Looks like you got a special guy on your mind… Who is he?” I blushed a new shade of pink that has yet to be discovered by humanity. “No one...” I’m a terrible liar. “C’mon… I’ll be your best friend…” How about boyfriend? “C’mon! Give me some hints.” “He has dark brown hair… He has light green eyes… and… He’s perfect.” He grinned. “No one’s perfect, Jamie. This guy seems like quite a catch.” An evil grin appeared on his perfect face. “I triple puppy dog dare you to tell this guy you like him.” I frowned so hard I almost cried. “No.” I said too suddenly. “Why not? Are you afraid he won’t like you back? Aww, Jamie… Why wouldn’t he? You’re sweet, you’re pretty, and you’re… somewhat smart.” I snorted. “Gee, thanks.” I shifted awkwardly in my chair. “Just go tell him.” I breathed heavily. “Ok.” I turned toward him and looked him straight in his light green eyes. “Sean… I like you.”
Then the bell rang. Oh, the glorious bell. I ran out of the room as fast as I could. My heart was beating like crazy. I ran into the two stalled bathroom. And here I am. Writing to you what happened five minutes ago. My life is over…
To Be Continued…
- JJ The Jet Plane
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