Two for One!

Two for onee!

2. The Person I admire the Most:

There's this girl I know.
And she's got a heart of gold.
She's wonderfully soft.
And she's had her heart innocently broken.
We're so similar.
And though she'll run to BYU,
She's always going to my mommy friend.
And I love everything about her.

3. What I Love About My Hometown

I love Spoland.
About fifty percent of the time.
I love that everywhere I want to go is pretty easy to go to.
I love that I can walk to school.
I love the fact that I got out of rehersal greeted with snow.
I love the people I've met here.
I love my school.

Yeahhh Spoland and I are friends... For the most part.

Tale of My Most Serious Injury!

Okie dokie...
Once upon a time, don't lean down to pet a jumpy dog.
They might just tear off your bottom lip.
It's not a big deal.....
....Okay, it is.
Lots of blood, and it's a great way to show up to the ER.

But, while I'm laying there in the ER, getting all stitched up, I learned that I'm quite snarky.
It's actually quite fabulous.
So, while it wasn't horrid, it changed my life.
I'm really not a dog person anymore.
Cool, cool.
Right?
:)

Time for a Change?

I'm not doing this whole song thing anymore.
Because... It doesn't work. A song doesn't describe my day.
Not really.
Ahaha. Sorry.

So... I'm doing something else. Something to keep me writing

1. The Story of My Most Serious Injury
2. The Person I Admire Most
3. Why I Love My Hometown
4. Why I Hate My Hometown
5. My Ideal Job
6. My High School Clique
7. My Worst Subject in School
8. If I Had a Super Power
9. The Cause I Really Believe In
10. Why I Don’t Believe Anymore
11. Where I Find Spirituality
12. The First Time I Had My Heart Broken
13. Why I Travel
14. My Favorite Place on the Planet
15. My Most Hated Movie
16. The Book That Changed My Life
17. My Unexpected Mentor
18. I Couldn’t Live Without This Song
19. If I Hear This Song Again, Radio Personalities Will Suffer
20. I Have the Craziest Uncle Ever
21. Why I Believe in Luck
22. How I Earned My Worst Karma
23. My Favourite Item of Clothing Growing Up
24. If This Celebrity Knocked On My Door, I’d Run Away With Them
25. Why I Care About Celebrities
26. Why I Love This Sport
27. Why I Hate This Sport
28. How I Learned Patience
29. I’ve Never Been More Surprised in My Life
30. What Scares the Poop Out of Me
31. The Only Thing I Can Teach You

You've Got the Love

Dear You.
I knew about your incident, and I chose to simply give you the disapproving look.
I can't do anything more for you then that.
I love you, kid.
And I wish that you would've taken to leaning on someone.
Rather then this.
I've never had friends like this.
Please don't you ever, ever do this again.
We love and care for you.
You scared me like crazy the last couple nights.
And fine, you're life.
Just remember, we're always here for you.
You're sunshine.
Remember that.
Love, Me.

Song of the Day:
You've Got The Love -- Florence and the Machine

Once Upon a Time...

I thought I had everything in my world under control.
But I lied.
Nothing's right anymore.
And that awful feeling of being replaced surfaces again.

Cool.

Because Baby, You're Not Alone.

Not Alone -- AVPS

Not really any particular reason.
It just feels...right.
I'm more in a high flying mood.
So there's not a lot to write.
I'll go do some word searches for tonight.
Get my math homework done in the morning.
Shower.
Look cute in my layers.
I don't know.
I'm just in a really good mood.
And I want to go to Leavenworth.
Just sayin'.

Songs of My Life...

Here's what I figured...
for the rest of January, I'd pick a song that relates with the day.
And find a link.
And blurb it.
For the rest of January.
Oy vey.

So...here goes.
And I'm going to do yesterday as well.
Just for giggles.

Yesterday, January 2nd:
Best Friend -- Toybox

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YgMOcR6v9sw

I feel like this song could just describe my future life. Hopefully.
Because once upon the magic of 2011
We decided we were best friends.
Now, I've wanted a male best friend of ages.
I'm officially set.
I have my seester and my brohah.
And that moment when I asked him if it was cool if I called him my best friend...
My heart was in my throat.
Last time I had asked this, it turned out, this 'best friend' was able to ditch me.
Easily. (He came back. No worries. We're just awkward now.)
And then he replied.
He was happy I felt that way, because he did too.
So here we are.
Best friends.
This is just like an eighties movie.
So I felt like a quirky extra pop song about best friends would works justt fine.

And today you ask?

Never Far Behind -- Aly & AJ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KSKaytlPV7w

Today, Seester and I had a talk about just how emotionally strung and in pieces my brohah is.
And he's hurting all the time.
And he masks it in the fog.
And if I could sing, I might sing this to him.
Because it's the giant blob of cover-up he's using that break my heart.
And he knows that I'll never let him fall on my watch.
While I sat there between him and his hearts desire today, I was content.
He was doing a wordsearch, and I don't think I'll ever loose that image in my head.
It was such a serene moment out of this craziness.
I'm glad I got to have the chance to witness it.
I'm your friend, never far behind.

Just A Guy. Just A Silly Girl.

Found this song today, and really it made me think of this kid... hahaha. It's 'Just a Guy' -- BC Jean. 


ooh
what am i gonna do?
what am i gonna do?

you're one dimensional you don't go that deep
ya you can, scream and fight with me half the night and then fall asleep,
ya you can, wake up thinking nothings wrong and my bags are packed
ya you can, tell me how you're missing me and not call me back
but i won't cry, why should i

you're a guy, that's alright
there's nothing more and nothing less
you are what you are and it is what it is
take your time, it's no crime
i know eventually you'll call
cause after all you're just a guy

i like how you flip a switch your either off or on, so simple
for me to explain a girl would take a whole other song if you can
give me everything you got to give your gonna find that you can
chill out knowing i respect that i'm not on your mind
and i won't cry, why should i

i'll survive

you're a guy, that's alright
there's nothing more and nothing less
you are what you are and it is what it is
take your time, it's no crime
i know eventually you'll call
cause after all you're just a guy

you're just a guy and that's just fine
do what you do but just be mine
you drive me mad and that's okay
we have a deal.. you know..
the basic fact is i'm a girl

and you alone can't change the world
cause you're just a guy ya
you're just a guy ya its alright ya ya

you're a guy, that's alright
there's nothing more and nothing less
you are what you are and it is what it is
take your time,
it's no crime
i know eventually you'll call
cause after all you're just a guy

you're just a guy and that's just fine
do what you do cause you're just a guy
that's alright i know eventually you'll call
cause after all you're just a guy


*****


Once upon a time...
New years was a beautiful night. 
The balloons and confetti mixed with the screams of everyone around us
The joy of leaving behind the craziness of 2010.
I made my wish at 11:11.
I've done all I can do. 
I just have to stick with being me.
I play the toughest role in this 'play' I've signed up for.
The best friend. 
To both parties. 
Which is fine and dandy. 
But this best friend watches like Taylor Swift.
This best friend had to avert her eyes when he dipped her. 
When she knew what was coming. 
When she knew what was happening while she plastered on an excited smile and faced her camera in the other direction.
And while my first partner dance was with this boy, I don't know where I'm going to go.
I came home at a disgustingly late hour, talked with a new friend about it, read teen vogue, and cried a little.
Because...I don't want to sound overly stupid, and overly clichéd, but here's a guy that I can see a bright future with. 
One wear those quite adorable cheap-o sunglasses from Claire's would be absolutely necessary.
But I'm a lunatic disguised as a high school girl.
Maybe our future will be ever bright. 
This is just the prologue chapter of the story. 
You can easily see what will happen,
Just when is the part that no one knows. 
I want to be a Susana Colasanti novel.
With him. 
But, he's just a guy. 
One who's emotionally all over the place.
And he needs a home.


I think that's all I really need to say on all this. 
I just want to call out to the heavens and beg and plead and strike one hell of a deal.
I need the knowledge of those who came before me.
A better gut feeling, so I know if what I'm do it correct.
I'll be writing poetry tonight. 
That and doing some homework. 
I don't see sleep in my near future.