Blaming the clouds

You always seem to be in the way.
Getting into other people's business.
No one likes an eaves dropper.
You are gone when I need you
But there when I don't.
You block the light that makes me shine.
Why do you have to be so mean,
So cold,
So dark.
You try to change me,
To be like you.
I don't want to change.
I want to be different,
Not alike.
It's easy to blame you for everything that goes wrong.
Thanks, I guess, for that.
But even though I am mad at you,
You still seem to cheer eme up
When you send a little rain my way.

What's on the list?

My first kiss is on my list.

Milk chocolate, more Vans shoes, strawberry milk all the time, books that appeal to me are on my list. 

New clothes, a trip to Australia, a trip to Canada, some more strawberry milk, to eat at Olive Garden, friends who care, dancing at a stake dance, eating ice cream, watching the sun set is on my list. 

Going to the beach, feeling the sand on my feet, dancing in the rain, to eat kettle corn whenever I want, to watch my favorite TV show, cry during a movie, to own a beat-up car just for me, to have the sun shining on my face is on my list. 

To have dreams come true, to have more kettle corn and strawberry milk, having fun all the time, friendships that last, happiness, feeling a cool breeze brush across my face is on my list. 

Finishing school, graduating high school, going to college, finding someone who loves me, maybe reading a little more, listening to music is definitely on my list... 

But I'm noticing that growing up didn't make my list.

On a Bolivard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone. I walk alone. Feeling left out of all decisions. I walk down the hall knowing no one really cares for me. I smile at a boy and he just turns away. I look around and no one is there anymore. I am alone. I am alone. I read about fairy tales and hope they come true. But in my mind I know they never do. I sit in a class with just me. I try to write words but I am too alone to write anything. I walk alone. I walk alone. I missed the bus and walked home. A car almost ran me over and I dropped my backpack in a puddle. Everything is wet. No one came to help me. I walk alone. I walk alone. I look up at the sun, but it's behind a cloud. Dirt covers the snow and everything looks dirty. I try to keep the tears from flowing down my cheeks. There are no flowers. I walk alone. I walk alone.

Just lay back and Remember...

I remember eating fish for the first time. 

I remember having my heart broken. 

I remember when I first learned to tie my shoes. I was wearing pink sneakers. My grandma taught me. 

I remember never saying sorry to my friends. I'm so sorry now. 

I remember almost kissing someone. 

I remember pulling out my teeth to beat my cousin. 

I remember all the summers going to Canada for family trips. 

I remember. 

I remember chopping off my hair. 

I remember being called a boy by a teacher. My hair through her off. 

I remember being recognized for doing something good. I received a sticker. 

I remember I used to be good at writing. 

I remember the AP test that I have been studying for.

I remember the smell of my grandma's homemade bread. 

I remember my grandparents awkward tension.

I remember most of the lyrics to random songs. 

I remember why crowds scare me.

I remember seeing my sister grow up.

I remember losing friends over crappy situations.

I remember falling in love... again.. and... again. 

I remember eating homemade coconut cream pie. I can still taste it even now.

I remember falling off my purple bike. 

I remember playing in the mud. 

I remember the four square game I used to play in elementary school.

I remember watching three state championships for basketball. 

I remember working for money. 

I remember applying for college. 

I remember loving to dance.

I remember not caring about what others thought of me.

I remember getting good grades.

I remember saying the pledge everyday. 

I remember winning a reflections contest. I was in 1st grade. 

I remember not having friends. It was lonely. 

I remember trusting people I shouldn't have. 

I remember listening to music when I was sad.

I remember staying up late.

I remember painting my nails twice a week.

I remember waking my parents after curfew.

I remember saying I'm sorry. 

I remember wanting to run away. 

I remember singing so loud that all my problems seemed to melt away.

I remember praying really hard.

I remember what it felt like to love and be loved.

Build the airplane

 

1. Get a blank piece of crisp white paper.

2. Fold a sheet of paper exactly in half long-ways, and re-open it so you have a crease separating the two halves.

3. On one end of the paper, fold each corner in towards the center to the point where the inside edges are even with the center-line crease.

3. Starting at the very tip of the point, fold the paper down on each side so the inside edges line up with the center crease.

4. Turn the paper airplane over and fold it in half along the center-line.

5. Fold the first wing with the line of the fold running nearly parallel to the center-line of the plane. Make this fold from 1/2 to 1 inch from the center.

6. Fold the second wing exactly as you did the first.

7. Now through the plane away from yourself and watch it fly...

The Dialogue of High School

Sayings found in the Halls of High School

you did what?!

Ya he kissed me last night

This ap test is gonna suck

YOU Liar!

My parents grounded me from snap-chat for a week!

hey…

What’s up man?!

I’m gonna fail!

Use You Dang Pronouns !

She cheers, I sing. We read, they don't. 

He's athletic, I'm not. She talks to guys, I can't. 

They can't dance, but we can. He's smart, I'm not.

 She plays tennis, I do gymnastics. She's an artist, He's not.

 He is tall, I am short. She has fashion, I don't. 

They have blonde hair, we have brunette. She doesn't eat, I do.

 I have bright blue eyes, she has dark brown. He has a cute smile, I do not.

 We all can write, can you? He can run, I can't.

 I can read, she won't. They throw parties, we crash them.

 He is strong, I am weak. She is a teacher, I am a student.

 He cheers, I scream. I tan, she burns.

 He doesn't care, I do. She has a big house, I have a small house.

 They play piano, we sing along. She closes doors, I open them.

 He pushes, I pull. She talks, I listen.