bye bye blog.....

well it is my last official blog entry for English 101. i have really enjoyed this unit because it allowed us to experiment in a lot of different genres. i got to write a story based on a postsecret postcard. i wrote a story based on a song that i heard during class. i wrote a weird story containing words that are weird to say (cornucopia, bubble, poodle, fart), that was actually pretty entertaining. and i got to create this blog. i never before thought of creating my own blog, let alone doing it in my free time. but i have really enjoyed blogging and i think i am going to keep my blog up and going so feel free to stop by anytime....

Postcard Writing

My heart beats along with the ticking of the clock. With each minute that passes, my mind grows that much more weary. "The doctor will be in with the results in just a moment," chimes the nurse. How can someone who works in such a place be able to produce a smile each and everyday. My heart speeds up as the doorknob turns. His eyes say it all. My eyes are flooded with tears. I can taste their saltiness on my lips. He pats me on the back, saying, very unconvincingly, "It's gonna be alright, we are going to do everything in our power to beat this." Images begin flashing through my head. Me and mom in the backyard playing soccer. Then all of a sudden she is in a hospital bed, her long blonde hair replaced with a pale scalp, her face showing the pain and sorrow she is experiencing. And then darkness. How am I going to tell my father, the same man that just lost his wife of 30 years to this, that his only daughter shares the same fate with his dead wife. The nurse escorts me out of the room. Into the lobby, on the elevator, time passes with no hesitation. In my car driving home, my thoughts are filled with what I'll miss out on, the people I'll leave behind and the things I will never experience. But a thought goes through my head. I can either give in to the illness, like my mom did, or I can fight it. A smile creeps across my face. A smile of strength. A smile of understanding. A sign of hope.

Life's What You Make It...:)

I couldn't really think of anything really significant to write about this week. But one thing that I really am excited for is Thanksgiving break. Not so much for the food, but more for the fact that their will be no classes, no papers, no tests to worry about. I never thought that college and classes could really effect my whole mentality, but as time goes on and I have more and more things to do and prepare for each day, the more I want break to get here.

Holidays

Well I guess I will start out by saying Happy Halloween! To me, Halloween has never really been a big deal. I was never that excited about getting candy or carving pumpkins, or even dressing up. So it is kinda hard to see everyone get so excited about this "holiday." But I guess everyone has their things that are fun and exciting for them. My favorite holiday is Christmas. And not for the obvious reasons such as presents, presents, o and presents. I just love that feeling when you wake up on Christmas morning, knowing that today is special. Your whole family is there, and each one of them has the same feeling of excitement. There is no pressure to be anywhere or to be rushed off anywhere. You get to relax with your family all day long, watch movies, play football, eat dinner and just enjoy one another's company. So seeing all of these people rushing off to get dressed for their multiple Halloween parties just baffles me. Happy Halloween. :)

fall into these arms of mine, ill catch you...

Hey everyone. This is my first official blog post. I really dont know where to start. Today I talked to the first love of my life for four hours. Ya, I know what your thinking. How is that possible? Well, I really dont know. He is a little messed up with drugs right now, but whenever I talk to him I always feel like I can be the one that can change him. But I cant. The only way I could ever help him is if he first helps himself, which right now, doesnt look very promising. I have loved John* since the 7th grade. We dated briefly, and ever since, he has held a small part of my heart. When we went to high school, things started to change between us. We had always been close and there was always something there between us. But he started experimenting with things that I didnt agree with and we went our seperate ways. But today I mustered up the courage to text him and it ended up lasting for five hours and we may have jolted life into something that I thought died a long time ago. Who knows what will happen, but what I do know is that he will always be the one man in my life that I will love, but he needs to take of himself before he can take care of or care for anyone else......