Today!

Well I'm not going to post a poem for this one. Just what might be going this week!
Hopefully I get to go to the movies to see X-men Wolverine Orgins! AHH Huge Jackman...He's super amazing and so beautiful =]
During the weekend I'll be relaxing with the family...Since finals are over!
I can't wait for the summer cause chances are I'm going to Canada! wow!!
Other than that, My birthday is coming up hell ya!
anywho..thats about it

Peace

I'm the Idiot not you

Staring up at the sky,
I realize they were right
and I was wrong.
All time wasted on
soemone like you.
You're a jerk to my friends,
and an ass to my family,
but I don't blame you
cause I was the idiot
who fell for you.

Now its over

You warned me but I took it for granted.
You loved me and I disregarded it.
You helped me and I pushed it aside.
NOW....
I'm asking for a warning one more time,
but you refuse to give me any.
I'm asking for your love and your showing me
nothing.
I'm asking for help and your standing
there mocking me.

All I want is to have you back.

Last day!

Well today, I finished my math class and I did my final exam for public speaking. I have to say I actually enjoyed this winter term. I met amazing new people and I saw wonderful faces again. =]
I will truly miss ENC1102 most because of our outstanding teacher. She made everything intersting, which we don't see everyday.

On a Last note...I will keep on blogging but it will mainly be my poems. Hopefully everyone is still able to blog and keep in touch.

HAVE A WONDERFUL, OUTSTANDING, CRAZY SUMMER =]

See ya

Poem made on 4/24

Changing You

We laugh, we smile, we hold each other.

As I look up at the twinkling sky I wonder what happened to us.

Then I remember it was all my fault.

Those nights of arguements

are long gone.

The bricking and yelling

is forever forgotten.

An hour late phonecall

and the usual standups

are put in the past,

And its all my fault.

I'm sorry for changing you.

Your imperfections are what I miss.

They're actually what I love.

Forgive me but I have to say...

Stop holding the door for me

and the kind gestures.

Give me a topic to argue about.

I'm sorry for changing you.

Its all my fault.

another poem..sorta

Note: Thank you for the good comments about my story! and yes I know I need to edit it haha.

Your Baby!

I stare helplessly at you

scared to say anything to ruin us.

Do you know how much it hurts?

I was your baby

and you were my lover

lets explore each other.

I guess its too late

time waited

but we took forever.

You're gone, Im done

stop pretending

and I'll stop defending

cause

I was your baby

you were my lover

lets explore each other.

I guess its too late

time waited

but we took forver.

Randomness!

HAHAHA!!!


Well today's class was pretty funny I must admit! But hey everyone has their different music style, I like from 3oh!3 to Carrie Underwood to Jonas Brothers! Weird but whatever!



Anyways I noticed I have posted in a while and I thought why not give you a little preview of the book I'm writing! It's the first Paragraph of the first chapter! Please tell me if Its any good. Remember it is copyrighted to me, so please dont try to copy any of my words. Thanks!

As you grow, you learn to accept the things around you. The people you grown up with or without affects your life entirely. At times you might question about your life, but in the end you just go with the flow. I never really questioned about my life and I guess that’s why I never bothered on wondering about how I got so gifted. No I don’t mean the usual being extremely smart and having a high IQ, far from that actually. I grew up having visions, yeah the typical seeing into the future. I have asked my adoptive parents once or twice on how was it possible that I’m able to see a movie of the future, but I always get these dull, corny answers. My dad would say “darling you’re my superhero,” or my mom would answer “Hun, your special,” really that worked when I was five. I’m 16 years old, and I want to know the truth. I’m not the only gifted person in the house, my biological brother Blaxton -who’s older than me by 2 years- has visions to, he sees the past, well I think you can still call them visions. It’s annoying at times when he gets an A in history and I come home with a D in my history class, well can you blame me, I’m more about the future type of girl.

NOTE THAT THIS HASNT BEEN EDITED!!