A birthday is one of the most special holidays in the world. I believe that every birthday should be celebrated to the fullest. This is an amazing video that shows how something very little can make someone feel very, very important. The power of love is so very awesome.
In Denmark, Mukhtar the bus driver had a birthday. He worked that day. His regular passengers had an idea. This is so special. Enjoy.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
261. B.O.B.
I forgot about music.
I forgot that music had a soul, had a voice, had a reason.
With all of the hype surrounded pop culture music today it's hard to find a reason to keep listening. One must search in order to find raw, uncut songs that contain talent. Autotune has killed music. Or has it made it better? In some ways more people listen to music now...however it's a very different scene before.
With all of this said...I bring you this. You might recognize two out of the three of these people. Both Andrew and Tori were on American Idol this season. Now...YouTube was their start...and that's where I began my journey with these two. When they came onto idol I already knew their music and capabilities. In my opinion, these two have some of the most raw talent one can have. AJ Rafael is also a YouTube sensation. The three of them came up with this and it's a nice breath of fresh air. Enjoy!
I forgot that music had a soul, had a voice, had a reason.
With all of the hype surrounded pop culture music today it's hard to find a reason to keep listening. One must search in order to find raw, uncut songs that contain talent. Autotune has killed music. Or has it made it better? In some ways more people listen to music now...however it's a very different scene before.
With all of this said...I bring you this. You might recognize two out of the three of these people. Both Andrew and Tori were on American Idol this season. Now...YouTube was their start...and that's where I began my journey with these two. When they came onto idol I already knew their music and capabilities. In my opinion, these two have some of the most raw talent one can have. AJ Rafael is also a YouTube sensation. The three of them came up with this and it's a nice breath of fresh air. Enjoy!
Monday, May 3, 2010
260. Hit it.
I might be moving back to my tumblr starting this summer. This blog is getting eatin up by spambots and I don't really know how to fix all that. Maybe I'm lazy but maybe I just need a change of pace. Plus everyone seems to be on the tumblr ish and I can update it from the iPhone easier. Okay now here I go.
I been waitin around all year for the summer.
The fact that it's not here yet is a bummer.
I hear that there is more rain in the forecast - grab a number.
Got the whole block thinking how did she do it
I even have people who never knew me thinking through it.
Wake up each morning with a little shot of water
I leave the drinking and the smoking to people who have no alma-mater.
And you just got schooled.
Just because I have no formal training doesn't mean I'm fooled.
I don't really like parties.
The last time I went to one I came back smelling like bacardi...lemon.
It's seven, the clock moves so slowly
and all the people in this room live the life of a lowly-
one, and this is how it's done.
I have 27 poems that I've gotta rap into one.
I sent out my stuff to hear a reply from one
saying I think you can making just keep writing for fun.
So I sit inside my cave picking apart me coming undone.
And it's all for the art.
Never knew that once I started it would all just fall apart.
I sit and dream of one day everyone finishing and me still at the start.
I sit and dream of an island - one that I've named.
Different is what I strive for while you just stay the same
in the tight little group that makes the world just go insane
and I have no one to blame if I fail at this craft
I see a million others try to tread while I sit inside my raft
because I float with the best of em
I'm the flower you're the stem
You stay awake and I'm R-E-M -
deep dreamer, word screamer
girl wonder, wonder of words
never believe all of what you've heard
Don't try this at home unless you know
You're running out of places and this is the last to go.
Adios.
I been waitin around all year for the summer.
The fact that it's not here yet is a bummer.
I hear that there is more rain in the forecast - grab a number.
Got the whole block thinking how did she do it
I even have people who never knew me thinking through it.
Wake up each morning with a little shot of water
I leave the drinking and the smoking to people who have no alma-mater.
And you just got schooled.
Just because I have no formal training doesn't mean I'm fooled.
I don't really like parties.
The last time I went to one I came back smelling like bacardi...lemon.
It's seven, the clock moves so slowly
and all the people in this room live the life of a lowly-
one, and this is how it's done.
I have 27 poems that I've gotta rap into one.
I sent out my stuff to hear a reply from one
saying I think you can making just keep writing for fun.
So I sit inside my cave picking apart me coming undone.
And it's all for the art.
Never knew that once I started it would all just fall apart.
I sit and dream of one day everyone finishing and me still at the start.
I sit and dream of an island - one that I've named.
Different is what I strive for while you just stay the same
in the tight little group that makes the world just go insane
and I have no one to blame if I fail at this craft
I see a million others try to tread while I sit inside my raft
because I float with the best of em
I'm the flower you're the stem
You stay awake and I'm R-E-M -
deep dreamer, word screamer
girl wonder, wonder of words
never believe all of what you've heard
Don't try this at home unless you know
You're running out of places and this is the last to go.
Adios.
Monday, April 26, 2010
259. Music Spot.
David Ryan Harris is and always has been one of my very favorite musicians. He is (in my opinion) an extremely underrated artist for all that he has accomplished and continues to do. His voice is pitch perfect and the guitar skills are incredible. David Ryan Harris has been one of John Mayer's right hand men for a long time. It's through Mayer that I discovered Harris' wonderful talent. This video is probably my favorite. I think I've posted it a while back on here but I'll post it again. Check out his music sometime. Enjoy!
Thursday, April 15, 2010
258. Two..Two.
A week from tomorrow I'll be 22. Remind me to post something insightful about my year as a 21 year old.
Happiness is...
- Creating my own summer break at the start of spring.
- Not quite knowing where the next adventure will be.
- Breakfast burritos.
- Iphone.
- Having the fever...you know...Bieber fever.
- Good hair days.
- The first burn (that turns into a tan) of spring.
- Kaitlynn being extremely smart.
- Finally finishing my credential packet.
- Watching The Office on Netflix.
- Birthday wish lists.
- Reading tweets (not tweeting).
- Sending poetry out..regardless if it comes back.
- Snail mail.
- Gmail.
- Receiving mail.
- Staying out of jail.
- Sun, clouds, a light breeze...no hail.
- Walking down the stairs being able to hold onto a rail.
- Believing that there is wind in your sails.
- Not having a tail.
- Having friends that don't bail.
- Enough of that long rhyming trail.
- Thinking I can beat box.
- Nostalgia.
- Waking up and realizing I have 2 more hours of sleep.
- Fresh sheets.
- Burberry.
- Lint rollers.
- Hearst Castle.
- Remembering how much I like the ocean.
- Disney museum and its ability to make me want to go to Disneyland.
- Thinking of the future (not too much).
- Family days.
- Australia.
- Loving the life I live..and living the life I love.
If you were confused on the break situation, I am taking my "summer" currently. I will hopefully begin my credential program in June which will have me in class full time as well as a job full time. This past quarter for school was overwhelming with 24 units so I decided that from April until graduation...I'm taking a "summer". I've been having a blast visiting people, hanging out, sleeping in, and finding time for myself. It's been nice being able to enjoy what's around me for the first time in a long time.
I went to Hearst Castle last week with Jen. We had a blast! Here are some pictures of my future home.
Happiness is...
- Creating my own summer break at the start of spring.
- Not quite knowing where the next adventure will be.
- Breakfast burritos.
- Iphone.
- Having the fever...you know...Bieber fever.
- Good hair days.
- The first burn (that turns into a tan) of spring.
- Kaitlynn being extremely smart.
- Finally finishing my credential packet.
- Watching The Office on Netflix.
- Birthday wish lists.
- Reading tweets (not tweeting).
- Sending poetry out..regardless if it comes back.
- Snail mail.
- Gmail.
- Receiving mail.
- Staying out of jail.
- Sun, clouds, a light breeze...no hail.
- Walking down the stairs being able to hold onto a rail.
- Believing that there is wind in your sails.
- Not having a tail.
- Having friends that don't bail.
- Enough of that long rhyming trail.
- Thinking I can beat box.
- Nostalgia.
- Waking up and realizing I have 2 more hours of sleep.
- Fresh sheets.
- Burberry.
- Lint rollers.
- Hearst Castle.
- Remembering how much I like the ocean.
- Disney museum and its ability to make me want to go to Disneyland.
- Thinking of the future (not too much).
- Family days.
- Australia.
- Loving the life I live..and living the life I love.
If you were confused on the break situation, I am taking my "summer" currently. I will hopefully begin my credential program in June which will have me in class full time as well as a job full time. This past quarter for school was overwhelming with 24 units so I decided that from April until graduation...I'm taking a "summer". I've been having a blast visiting people, hanging out, sleeping in, and finding time for myself. It's been nice being able to enjoy what's around me for the first time in a long time.
I went to Hearst Castle last week with Jen. We had a blast! Here are some pictures of my future home.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
257. Skulls.
I'm on the top of a mountain screaming panic how did this happen
and nobody knows me better than the one that I call captain.
This is cereal or serious now dammit I lost traction
I wish this was a muted scene somebody give me captions
to my life it seems so lost-
like my marbles in that thing called Hook.
Rufio was my first crush now I wouldn't take a second look.
My castle's ready my crown is on now all I need is chances
I try and try my heavy heart 1000 bad romances
Poker face like gaga but all I hear is blah blah
Kei$ha with her money sign tik tok got her the dollas.
Clocks and one hit wonders really make me wonder
Girl Wonder in the building scratch the lighting hear the thunder
from the beat- move your feet hear defeat on your part.
I beat you in the running race, hopped out my kicks you still at start.
Climb charts I will do
Smashin on you and you.
You stay planted on the ground
I stay planets - solar bound.
I heard this cypher rolling around on the internet. I wanted to hop on it because there were no females stepping in. I might actually record myself over the track once I download it. For now...it's written and it waits. Hasta.
and nobody knows me better than the one that I call captain.
This is cereal or serious now dammit I lost traction
I wish this was a muted scene somebody give me captions
to my life it seems so lost-
like my marbles in that thing called Hook.
Rufio was my first crush now I wouldn't take a second look.
My castle's ready my crown is on now all I need is chances
I try and try my heavy heart 1000 bad romances
Poker face like gaga but all I hear is blah blah
Kei$ha with her money sign tik tok got her the dollas.
Clocks and one hit wonders really make me wonder
Girl Wonder in the building scratch the lighting hear the thunder
from the beat- move your feet hear defeat on your part.
I beat you in the running race, hopped out my kicks you still at start.
Climb charts I will do
Smashin on you and you.
You stay planted on the ground
I stay planets - solar bound.
I heard this cypher rolling around on the internet. I wanted to hop on it because there were no females stepping in. I might actually record myself over the track once I download it. For now...it's written and it waits. Hasta.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
255. It's that time again.
Happiness is...
- Spring break that lasts longer than a week.
- Being finished with college.
- Dog's when they don't bark.
- "Catch me if you can"
- The Amazing Race.
- Flaming Hot Funyuns.
- Spring weather.
- Checks from the state.
- Checks from the school.
- Express clothing.
- Ray-Bans.
- Easter brunch in a week!
- Sending in my credential packet.
- Secret graduation shoes.
- Flying in an airplane.
- Blogging.
- Finding great YouTube videos.
- Finding a new Weezy mixtape.
- Riding a razor scooter.
- Smelling scents that remind me of Georgia.
- Making jokes to good audiences.
- The Oakland grill.
- Walking around Jack London Square.
- Waking up and knowing I have about 3 more hours of sleep left.
- Bagel sandwiches.
- Riding in a car and having the warmth from the sun hit your skin.
- Noticing a tan (if only slightly).
- Grabbing peppermints from restaurants as I exit.
- Making up short poems and texting them to Jen during the day.
- Hugs after a long day.
- Not knowing the future - treating it like an adventure.
- Being caught up all on seasons of Weeds.
- Pad-Thai noodles.
Short but sweet. I'm happy, healthy, and on a crazy adventure. Hold on. =]
- Spring break that lasts longer than a week.
- Being finished with college.
- Dog's when they don't bark.
- "Catch me if you can"
- The Amazing Race.
- Flaming Hot Funyuns.
- Spring weather.
- Checks from the state.
- Checks from the school.
- Express clothing.
- Ray-Bans.
- Easter brunch in a week!
- Sending in my credential packet.
- Secret graduation shoes.
- Flying in an airplane.
- Blogging.
- Finding great YouTube videos.
- Finding a new Weezy mixtape.
- Riding a razor scooter.
- Smelling scents that remind me of Georgia.
- Making jokes to good audiences.
- The Oakland grill.
- Walking around Jack London Square.
- Waking up and knowing I have about 3 more hours of sleep left.
- Bagel sandwiches.
- Riding in a car and having the warmth from the sun hit your skin.
- Noticing a tan (if only slightly).
- Grabbing peppermints from restaurants as I exit.
- Making up short poems and texting them to Jen during the day.
- Hugs after a long day.
- Not knowing the future - treating it like an adventure.
- Being caught up all on seasons of Weeds.
- Pad-Thai noodles.
Short but sweet. I'm happy, healthy, and on a crazy adventure. Hold on. =]
Friday, March 26, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
253. Lookie Lookie, I've got Hookie.
Favorite movie of all time.
I just found this and I've falling completely in love. Every single thing you hear in this video is made from a sampling of Hook. Ah, bliss.
I just found this and I've falling completely in love. Every single thing you hear in this video is made from a sampling of Hook. Ah, bliss.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
252. 5 Minutes.
My mind grinds gears like friction
Yours carries addiction
to my words of imagination
and gee she just said her readings give off infatuation
and yes i'm just that good
yes i'm hungry for the food
of the brain
causing my inner workings to go insane
anything for the passion
like the christ in his action
for the miracle of life
gives off a different reaction
to my writings of wrongs
to my writings of right
and when will this be a writing of write?
it's sight that you need
that i bleed
off that good breed
i'm loyal to this paper
like i'm loyal to my stapler
that punches silver through the sheets
and as you tuck yourself away in those sheets
in your jammies
i am jamming on those pansies
i am writing on my notebook
on my iphone inner working
always working
always grinding
always blinding
worlds of wonder
words of wonder
wonder girl
wonder world
soulfool wonder
came with thunder
bang.
5 minute flow write before bed. Try it sometime. It's fun. You never know what you are going to get. Haha...this time it was whack but...what's done is done.
=] Have a good week.
Yours carries addiction
to my words of imagination
and gee she just said her readings give off infatuation
and yes i'm just that good
yes i'm hungry for the food
of the brain
causing my inner workings to go insane
anything for the passion
like the christ in his action
for the miracle of life
gives off a different reaction
to my writings of wrongs
to my writings of right
and when will this be a writing of write?
it's sight that you need
that i bleed
off that good breed
i'm loyal to this paper
like i'm loyal to my stapler
that punches silver through the sheets
and as you tuck yourself away in those sheets
in your jammies
i am jamming on those pansies
i am writing on my notebook
on my iphone inner working
always working
always grinding
always blinding
worlds of wonder
words of wonder
wonder girl
wonder world
soulfool wonder
came with thunder
bang.
5 minute flow write before bed. Try it sometime. It's fun. You never know what you are going to get. Haha...this time it was whack but...what's done is done.
=] Have a good week.
Friday, March 12, 2010
251. Brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack.
This is a video that accurately depicts what is going on with mainstream music today. Pretty funny video....pretty sad reality. Everyone knows if you're going to brush your teeth...do it with vodka...duh. Enjoy!
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
249. Music Speaks.
Recently I came across a video that made me reconsider how I am living my own life as a person today. Sometimes the day to day tasks at hand make it difficult to do something you love. I will preach this and definitely need to practice it more often. DO SOMETHING YOU LOVE EVERY DAY. If you don't...you're cheating yourself as well as others from the gifts you've been given.
This is a public school choir from Staten Island, New York. They are not from an art and music school, they are not a professional chorus in any way...they just love to sing. I believe that these kids are a true testament to following your dreams. These kids are in 5th grade. Watch closely. They have no shame and feel every piece of the music. Passion exudes from these kids. Usually...by 5th grade...this thing with hormones and fitting in comes into play. Most 5th graders I know wouldn't even want to shut their eyes for one moment while they sing in fear that another kid might see them actually enjoying the song. These kids are on a completely different level. Good for them and good for this choir teacher for teaching these kids to do what they love and love what they do. It shows.
Enjoy!
This is a public school choir from Staten Island, New York. They are not from an art and music school, they are not a professional chorus in any way...they just love to sing. I believe that these kids are a true testament to following your dreams. These kids are in 5th grade. Watch closely. They have no shame and feel every piece of the music. Passion exudes from these kids. Usually...by 5th grade...this thing with hormones and fitting in comes into play. Most 5th graders I know wouldn't even want to shut their eyes for one moment while they sing in fear that another kid might see them actually enjoying the song. These kids are on a completely different level. Good for them and good for this choir teacher for teaching these kids to do what they love and love what they do. It shows.
Enjoy!
Thursday, March 4, 2010
247. P O E M.
It's dark outside and I kick the rocks
with rock in my ears as the pavement seems to steer
my love into the sunset.
That was hours ago.
Ever since you took off down that road I've been looking
and there isn't a time when I stopped cooking
recipes for your love,
but you just plum forgot to eat.
You weren't hungry even when I went and pressed reheat
and I wouldn't mind if the food was spoiled
but I made sure everything was fresh and boiled.
And I forgot that the world has other people
because you and I are the only ones that matter
to see what is the matter when my eyes swell up
and my tears trickle down
and I can't remember to smile because it's so natural to frown.
And where does love come from?
Where does it go when it's gone?
These are questions I have and I put them into a song.
How am I supposed to figure out when our hearts take a wrong...turn?
and this might burn but that's what we get for playing with fire
and I didn't mind until the flames became higher
because I can't control that.
You thought I could but I can't.
See somewhere along all the hate I cried
from past relations seemed to wither away and it died
and I buried the hatchet by writing my truths on tears
but when the smiles returned the truth disappeared
so am I living a lie or are you living in fear
because I can't see its blurry and you keep trying to clear
the rubble from the diamonds
the ashes from the pictures
and my past and dedication can be found in all my scriptures.
Look I'm sorry for all the things I did
I wasn't aware that me reinventing you would truly have me hid
and hey kid this wasn't the intention.
I need an intervention
I need you to see yourself for who is around you
because my home should be yours
and right now it's everybody's.
I share with four and it's a table for two
and each time you hold me tight my face turns blue.
I'm suffocating and this can't work when you're the one I thought I knew.
If home is where you are
then home is just too far
and If your house is where you stay
then my heart is too far away.
You've shared too much of you
I've stretched too much of me.
Please understand
that I need a savior
to connect the puzzle of Ashley.
I do have to give big ups to Victor. He jumpstarted this poem. Collabos always seem to be better. Thanks Victor.
Enjoy.
with rock in my ears as the pavement seems to steer
my love into the sunset.
That was hours ago.
Ever since you took off down that road I've been looking
and there isn't a time when I stopped cooking
recipes for your love,
but you just plum forgot to eat.
You weren't hungry even when I went and pressed reheat
and I wouldn't mind if the food was spoiled
but I made sure everything was fresh and boiled.
And I forgot that the world has other people
because you and I are the only ones that matter
to see what is the matter when my eyes swell up
and my tears trickle down
and I can't remember to smile because it's so natural to frown.
And where does love come from?
Where does it go when it's gone?
These are questions I have and I put them into a song.
How am I supposed to figure out when our hearts take a wrong...turn?
and this might burn but that's what we get for playing with fire
and I didn't mind until the flames became higher
because I can't control that.
You thought I could but I can't.
See somewhere along all the hate I cried
from past relations seemed to wither away and it died
and I buried the hatchet by writing my truths on tears
but when the smiles returned the truth disappeared
so am I living a lie or are you living in fear
because I can't see its blurry and you keep trying to clear
the rubble from the diamonds
the ashes from the pictures
and my past and dedication can be found in all my scriptures.
Look I'm sorry for all the things I did
I wasn't aware that me reinventing you would truly have me hid
and hey kid this wasn't the intention.
I need an intervention
I need you to see yourself for who is around you
because my home should be yours
and right now it's everybody's.
I share with four and it's a table for two
and each time you hold me tight my face turns blue.
I'm suffocating and this can't work when you're the one I thought I knew.
If home is where you are
then home is just too far
and If your house is where you stay
then my heart is too far away.
You've shared too much of you
I've stretched too much of me.
Please understand
that I need a savior
to connect the puzzle of Ashley.
I do have to give big ups to Victor. He jumpstarted this poem. Collabos always seem to be better. Thanks Victor.
Enjoy.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
246. Yelp Humor
Yelp usually has pretty funny update memos. This one from Yelp is genius. Especially because I am on a quest for a real jet pack to use one day. Enjoy what I found to be hysterical. Bravo Yelp.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
245. A little happiness - no lists.
Here's a little bit of Tuesday happiness that doesn't involve one of my long lists. Those are quite fun, however, I find this to be just as uplifting. I always knew I wasn't fond of pepsi for a reason. This proves it...small gestures go a long way with people. Oh...that...and free stuff. =] Enjoy!
Monday, March 1, 2010
244. Trouble Sleeping.
I usually hate Mondays. Three classes back...to back...to back. This day doesn't end until 10 PM when I crawl through the door. Today my day became brightened when my first teacher cancelled class. Lucky me. Now I just have back to back classes ending at 10. I'll take it.
This is one of my favorite songs to relax to. Corrine Bailey Rae is so very talented in her writings. This cover of this song is actually one of my favs. The mics that they use are completely awesome. I have one in my room that I jam with all the time. Ch ch ch ch check da check it out. Happy Monday!
This is one of my favorite songs to relax to. Corrine Bailey Rae is so very talented in her writings. This cover of this song is actually one of my favs. The mics that they use are completely awesome. I have one in my room that I jam with all the time. Ch ch ch ch check da check it out. Happy Monday!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
243. Jetpacks.
Happiness is...
- Spring like days.
- Recees peanut butter crunch cereal.
- Iphone applications.
- Winter Olympics.
- Dinosaurs.
- Nostalgia.
- Accents.
- Zoe Saldana.
- Smelling pretty things.
- Big sandwiches from small delis.
- Documenting things.
- All things Disney.
- Watching Hook.
- Quoting lines from Hook.
- Testing Jen on quotes from Hook.
- Cold pillows.
- High fives.
- Shopping at Target for two things and coming home with seven.
- New electronic gadgets.
- Storytelling.
- Laughing.
- Wearing a short sleeved shirt.
- My joe boxer hot pepper pants.
- Shaun White.
- Reading people's twitter but not actually having a twitter.
- Wanting a twitter but never giving in.
- Reading a school book and finding out it's actually fantastic.
- Chicken noodle soup from togos.
- My car's stereo.
- Fresh haircuts.
- Wearing bracelets.
- Having expensive taste.
- Flaming hot funyuns.
- Burberry.
- Walking to class on a beautiful day.
- Knowing your favorite show is on at night.
- Talking to my sisters over texts.
- Taylor telling me she has something important to say over skype for just one minute....and keeping me for over an hour. (This has happened about 3 times..trickster).
- Reading blogs.
- Coming up with schemes to get rich or die trying.
- Tostadas.
- Youtube videos.
- Slurpees on a nice day.
- Dexter.
- The Office.
- Modern Family.
- Greys Anatomy.
- Crawling in your bed after a long day.
=] Have a fantastic weekend. These are the things that keep me going lately. What are some of yours?
- Spring like days.
- Recees peanut butter crunch cereal.
- Iphone applications.
- Winter Olympics.
- Dinosaurs.
- Nostalgia.
- Accents.
- Zoe Saldana.
- Smelling pretty things.
- Big sandwiches from small delis.
- Documenting things.
- All things Disney.
- Watching Hook.
- Quoting lines from Hook.
- Testing Jen on quotes from Hook.
- Cold pillows.
- High fives.
- Shopping at Target for two things and coming home with seven.
- New electronic gadgets.
- Storytelling.
- Laughing.
- Wearing a short sleeved shirt.
- My joe boxer hot pepper pants.
- Shaun White.
- Reading people's twitter but not actually having a twitter.
- Wanting a twitter but never giving in.
- Reading a school book and finding out it's actually fantastic.
- Chicken noodle soup from togos.
- My car's stereo.
- Fresh haircuts.
- Wearing bracelets.
- Having expensive taste.
- Flaming hot funyuns.
- Burberry.
- Walking to class on a beautiful day.
- Knowing your favorite show is on at night.
- Talking to my sisters over texts.
- Taylor telling me she has something important to say over skype for just one minute....and keeping me for over an hour. (This has happened about 3 times..trickster).
- Reading blogs.
- Coming up with schemes to get rich or die trying.
- Tostadas.
- Youtube videos.
- Slurpees on a nice day.
- Dexter.
- The Office.
- Modern Family.
- Greys Anatomy.
- Crawling in your bed after a long day.
=] Have a fantastic weekend. These are the things that keep me going lately. What are some of yours?
Friday, February 12, 2010
242. Valentine's Day
Happy Valentine's Weekend!
Enjoy yourself and be thankful for what and who you have to love in your own life.
This is a very creative video by a talented artist named Kina Grannis.
This is a little poem I wrote back about two years ago on Valentine's Day. It was a Valentine's Day that I ended up having four valentines to share it with. I'm not sure how it happened...but it turned out okay in the end. Not my proudest moment, but the poem is pretty funny.
Four on Fourteen
Back in november,
a month I barely remember
I was asked a silly question.
And I didnt have to question
my answer to the question...
I said yes,
with no stress and with ease
and apparently that word seems to please
knowing they were overseas and they would
seize the 14th with vigor.
Maybe I pulled the "yes" trigger.
Because after this nodding of my head
three more yes answers were said
Making me the busy body.
A song was written and I couldnt turn down a song
not when I made the beat to go along
with the lyrics
I had hoped they would ask me
so I could be...theirs.
This next one came as quite the surprise
as I hardly realize they are hurting at this moment
and needing more attention creating far too much
tension for the mind of a girl wonder
so I continue to wonder on how to fix the problem.
Not on the same page because they are topical
not tropical, not going places but filling spaces
with words and an occasional phrase making this seem like a
phase of time that I hardly have time for
and how did three turn into four?
It was when I acquired a tiny fish with the rhyme
I'm Clementine...I'm here to ask you to be my valentine.
And how could I say no to that it would have thrown them off track
but about to give me a heart attack.
Good good Lorrrd...
guess I scored.
I wont be bored...on day 14.
Is this mean? or is it a dream come true?
Because I'm not being true to the few that asked me to be theirs
and not other people's...
I treat them not so equal
putting two first and one second
wait one second because its getting confusing
I'm sure aching for a bruising.
So I'm sorry if on day 14 I'm hiding or MIA
I just cant cause any more confusion for my day.
I wish I had just one...that would be fun...
but I have four.
=] whoops.
Haha, peace and blessings.
Enjoy yourself and be thankful for what and who you have to love in your own life.
This is a very creative video by a talented artist named Kina Grannis.
This is a little poem I wrote back about two years ago on Valentine's Day. It was a Valentine's Day that I ended up having four valentines to share it with. I'm not sure how it happened...but it turned out okay in the end. Not my proudest moment, but the poem is pretty funny.
Four on Fourteen
Back in november,
a month I barely remember
I was asked a silly question.
And I didnt have to question
my answer to the question...
I said yes,
with no stress and with ease
and apparently that word seems to please
knowing they were overseas and they would
seize the 14th with vigor.
Maybe I pulled the "yes" trigger.
Because after this nodding of my head
three more yes answers were said
Making me the busy body.
A song was written and I couldnt turn down a song
not when I made the beat to go along
with the lyrics
I had hoped they would ask me
so I could be...theirs.
This next one came as quite the surprise
as I hardly realize they are hurting at this moment
and needing more attention creating far too much
tension for the mind of a girl wonder
so I continue to wonder on how to fix the problem.
Not on the same page because they are topical
not tropical, not going places but filling spaces
with words and an occasional phrase making this seem like a
phase of time that I hardly have time for
and how did three turn into four?
It was when I acquired a tiny fish with the rhyme
I'm Clementine...I'm here to ask you to be my valentine.
And how could I say no to that it would have thrown them off track
but about to give me a heart attack.
Good good Lorrrd...
guess I scored.
I wont be bored...on day 14.
Is this mean? or is it a dream come true?
Because I'm not being true to the few that asked me to be theirs
and not other people's...
I treat them not so equal
putting two first and one second
wait one second because its getting confusing
I'm sure aching for a bruising.
So I'm sorry if on day 14 I'm hiding or MIA
I just cant cause any more confusion for my day.
I wish I had just one...that would be fun...
but I have four.
=] whoops.
Haha, peace and blessings.
Monday, January 25, 2010
241. Trying.
"After a many-month stint of being hard on myself for not writing as much as I felt I should be, Tim Sanders, on a walk around Greenlake in Seattle, reminded me that I wasn't gonna pour out a satisfying poem every time I sat down to type. He told me to just go write and not be afraid of writing something that sucks." - Buddy Wakefield.
So here's my comeback. I always enjoy reading that quote...as it gives me sort of a reassurance that the only person placing expectation on me is me.
WAY OF THE WORLD
It's the way of the world
such a pity the falling of a stand up girl.
Tears of experience drip on lined paper
and the dreams of tomorrow wash away without see you later.
And can anything be greater than hearing a clock
knowing time keeps going and you haven't a clue what you've got.
See I'm a jealous girl when it comes to the world,
We've punched and danced and screamed and twirled
but the funny part about the earth
is our one certainty is our gift of birth.
We wobble and tangle the knots of our future
and spend the rest of the time unwinding our suture.
Like surgeons we rise to every deathly occasion,
and I dust my knees off after every abrasion.
Nothing is certain and nothing seems real
unless you count charm, wit, and sex appeal.
I tend to count them out as truth is underrated,
and if honesty was a person then I'm sure we would have dated.
As I sit on the concrete writing in the rocks
to rock my own globe with my freshest pair of ankle socks
and poems from my mind.
All i want is time
All I have is a gun
I'm under it
Tick
Tick
Tick
Cry no more and lick my sore pick myself from off the floor and I need to go explore.
Nothing is handed and I'll lend my hand,
my future is as certain as a wall made out of sand.
Keep believing in my talent
Keep believing in my rhymes
Tick tock my watch blew up and I no longer see the time.
I guess it's just the way of the world.
So here's my comeback. I always enjoy reading that quote...as it gives me sort of a reassurance that the only person placing expectation on me is me.
WAY OF THE WORLD
It's the way of the world
such a pity the falling of a stand up girl.
Tears of experience drip on lined paper
and the dreams of tomorrow wash away without see you later.
And can anything be greater than hearing a clock
knowing time keeps going and you haven't a clue what you've got.
See I'm a jealous girl when it comes to the world,
We've punched and danced and screamed and twirled
but the funny part about the earth
is our one certainty is our gift of birth.
We wobble and tangle the knots of our future
and spend the rest of the time unwinding our suture.
Like surgeons we rise to every deathly occasion,
and I dust my knees off after every abrasion.
Nothing is certain and nothing seems real
unless you count charm, wit, and sex appeal.
I tend to count them out as truth is underrated,
and if honesty was a person then I'm sure we would have dated.
As I sit on the concrete writing in the rocks
to rock my own globe with my freshest pair of ankle socks
and poems from my mind.
All i want is time
All I have is a gun
I'm under it
Tick
Tick
Tick
Cry no more and lick my sore pick myself from off the floor and I need to go explore.
Nothing is handed and I'll lend my hand,
my future is as certain as a wall made out of sand.
Keep believing in my talent
Keep believing in my rhymes
Tick tock my watch blew up and I no longer see the time.
I guess it's just the way of the world.
Friday, January 22, 2010
240. I wish I wrote this.
This is so funny. To whoever did this: you're amazing.
I really should have written this. But since I didn't...thank you to the world wide web for letting me snatch it up and laugh about it.
I really should have written this. But since I didn't...thank you to the world wide web for letting me snatch it up and laugh about it.
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