September 2010
20 posts
For the days fear wins
Today I was forced to write and share poetry in class. Anyone who knows me well knows that I love poetry. I love to write it, I love to read it, but I hate to share it. And I was nervous. I was angry. I did not want to share. It will take me hours to get over that feeling. That being vulnerable, letting people in feeling. I’m good at building walls. So good that most people don’t even...
for the days that just aren't fun
Today I got horribly ill, threw up during pre-cal, skipped class for the first time in my life, missed the review for the test, didn’t get to see my boy (though I suppose there’s still time for that), and was too sick to do my homework.
However, I got woken up by adorable texts from someone who makes me smile, and my best girl friend here is going to make me soup when she gets off...
For the days I wake up alone
This morning I awoke with the strangest dream still in my mind. Those who know me well know that this is very rare. I dreamed that I had gone to Klein High to visit all my friends who still went there. I had taken Fernando with me because he was in Houston with me. And for some reason it was silly hat day at Klein. So we donned our silly hats and drove his car to school. We were doing fine until...
“Some places and people are our optimum habitats, our ideal conditions. We thrive...”
– V.B. Price
My moment
There was a day not so long ago when a boy sat in my bed and told me his life story. He got so excited about the rest of his life. He made analogies that made me want to cry. He defined himself by the things he likes and dislikes. He had an almost exhaustive list of all the things he loves. He stood up in the middle of a comparison between swim meets and life. He stood up and got on the imaginary...
he’s too much like me and it’s scaring the hell out of me because I know I can’t help
for the days I know what I want
I want a job that lets me travel all over the world.
I want a job that uses biology.
I want a job that lets me study dinosaurs.
I want a job that lets me make new discoveries.
I want a job that makes me change my views.
I want a job that doesn’t feel like a job.
So yes, I want to be a paleontologist.
And yes, my mother told me it was a bad idea.
And yes, I will probably continue...
Watchfor the days I’m unafraid
for the days I feel alive
I’ve found that I’m full of inspiration. I’ve found that I cannot look at mountain without writing poetry. I’ve found that street art is beautiful. I’ve found that every person I meet has a beautiful story to tell. I’ve found that you can be alive without ever really living. I’ve found that you can wake up from a lifetime of sleep. I’ve found beauty...
for the days I can explain myself
I have this recurring memory of being five years old and hiding from my parents. We were all packed up to move, and I just crawled in the truck and hid. I can’t tell you why I was hiding because I really didn’t mind the fact that we were moving. I remember my mom and dad getting really upset, angry, and almost hysterical when they couldn’t find me. I didn’t move from my...
“anything worth doing is worth overdoing.”
sometimes people fall apart
sometimes there’s a change in hearts
in life there is no certainty
and everyone pays their own kind of fee
