Friday, January 20, 2012

tourism

Being in paris, to me was really getting what creative writing means. Not everyone really understands the whole creative side to it, and it's kind of sad. The best part about creative writing, is in the title. It's the whole feeling of letting your creativity flow through words, and when you're inspired and creating, that's when the magic happens. That's what happens when you come up with something amazing in five minutes. Then you sit back and wonder "how did i do that???"

If you really knew me

If you really knew me, you'd know i'm definitely not an outdoorsy person.

You'd know that i'm really not that shy. 

You'd know how much i eat, if you really knew me. Which is a lot.

If you really knew me, you'd know that this is my favorite class,

and that my biggest pet peeves are frizzy hair and stupid questions.

If you really knew me, you'd know 

that all i really want is to make a difference.

And that honestly, that's all i think everyone wants. We just want to be

remembered.

If you really knew me, you'd know that i don't have a type. I'm just drawn to

confidence, a good heart, and honesty. Keepin' it real, you know?

If you really knew me, you'd know that music is my medication,

and i hate being cold, two faced people, and fake moments.

If you really knew me, you'd know that my favorite things

in the world are: toaster strudel, chick flicks, and laughing.

If you really knew me, you'd know that i worry that i seem

vain, even though deep down, i don't think i am.

If you really knew me, you'd know that i'm a deep thinker,

and that i have a crazy imagination, which leads to

crazy dreams. You'd also know that i love dreaming,

which also means i love sleeping.

You'd know that i used to be confident, but i don't know

where it went. And that i'm slowly getting it back.

If you really knew me, you'd know that i don't want this

class to end.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

jealousy

Bows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way

I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way

But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way

Oh but now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they tell me that I've changed
Well something's lost but something's gained
In living every day

I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all

I've looked at life from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all

This poem by joni foster makes me jealous because i love how well it flows, and how beautifully it explains life. It's one of those poems that make you sit there and think "i know exactly how they feel." It's so honest, and down to earth. My favorite line says "i really don't know life at all." 

Friday, December 9, 2011

You're Not Alone

This is for the sexists, for the racists. 
This is for the tourists, for the players.
This is for the users, abusers, and belittling bullies. 
This is for those who've lost their morals somewhere along the way. 
This is for those who think it's okay to be rude, 
just because you're in a bad mood.
You know what? Shut up.

This is for those who always speak up. 
This is for those that choose to stay classy. 
This is for the girls that don't try too hard. 
This is for the girls that aren't sluts. 
This is for the lefty's.
Keep it up. 
This is for the "dumb blondes" who aren't dumb,
and aren't afraid to show it. 
This is for those who are always honest, no matter how hard it is.
This is for the people that always care to lend a hand.
This is for the class clowns. 
This is for the rebellious souls.
Keep it up.
This is for those who refuse to be a player.
This is for the nerds, and the cheerleaders.
This is for the hipsters, and the skaters.
This is for the jocks, and the stoners.
This is for those who refuse to be labeled, 
because really, we're all just people.
And besides, labels are for soup cans.
Keep it up.
This is for the free spirits, and the dreamers.
This is for the deep thinkers.
This is for the realists, and the idealists.
This is for those who aren't afraid to love.
This is for those who aren't afraid to stand out.
Keep it up.

This is for those who won't speak up, or don't know how to.
This is for the unappreciated spouses.
This is for the girls who try too hard.
This is for the nice girls, who always seem to wind up with the douchey guys.
This is for the nice guys,
who would make great boyfriends if you just gave them the chance.
You're not alone.
This is for the misunderstood.
This is for the lonely souls.
This is for anyone who's ever lost someone, in any way.
This is for the little kids that just want some attention.
This is for the one kid nobody ever mentions.
You're not alone.
This is for the people who care.
This is for the people who've been taught not to care.
This is for the ones who've had their dreams crushed.
This is for the smart kids, who hide it.
This is for the ones who are afraid to love,
for those who are afraid to stand out.
You're not alone.
This is for the kids with the bi-polar mothers. 
This is for the kids with the abusive fathers.
This is for the kids who have lost, or are losing a parent.
This is for the kids who's parents are divorced.
This is for those who've lost their voice.
You're not alone.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

ghandi

i keep forgetting to be myself
i keep remembering that i keep forgetting to exercise
i keep forgetting to try.
i keep forgetting not to try.
i keep forgetting to remember the little things in life.
i keep forgetting to live in the moment.
i keep forgetting all those dumb little things i've always wanted to do.
i keep forgetting my dreams.
i keep forgetting to stay motivated.
i keep forgetting the big question,
when will we own ourselves completely?
i keep forgetting that there's really a point to all of this.
i forgot how great simplicity is.
i forgot how simple it is to be happy.
i keep forgetting that the secret to life, is wanting what you've got.
i keep forgetting that this could be my last day.
but that tonight is not the last time i'll see the light

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

the hero's journey

Zoolander was a senior in high school, only 17 and a half years old when she had to make the biggest decision of her life. It all started when her parents decided to move to Seattle. They told her that she could either come with them, or she could try and find a friend to stay with till the end of the school year so she could graduate there, then move in with them when school gets out. They had been to Seattle a bunch of times, and she loved it there. But she didn't want to leave now, just as she was so close to graduation. Plus, her friends had something huge planned to celebrate. Thinking back on it now, she wonders that if had she gone with them, how different would her life be now? She decided to stay though, and now she lives with that decision every day, and probably will for the rest of her life.

questions:

  • were there any other reasons she decided to stay, besides just to finish school?
  • what happened that she feels she has to live with her decision for the rest of her life?
  • how long ago was it that this all happened?

Monday, November 21, 2011

anchorman

ordinary world: Ron Burgundy is the lead anchorman in an all mens world of news reporters, and is loved by all the people of San Diego. Well, except for the other news stations anchomen, because Ron Burgundy's station has the most ratings.

call to adventure: A woman he's falling in love with starts working at his news station. They start dating. His dog gets dropkicked into the river by an angry biker, and he is late for broadcasting the news.

refusal of the call: He falls in love with Veronica, but he can't see her as an equal at work because he feels that reporting the news is a mans job.

meeting with the mentor: His boss, Ed Harkman, is kind of his mentor because he advises him sometimes.

crossing the threshold: Veronica starts working with him at channel four news, and they're dating, but his friends start getting upset with him when he starts to ditch them for her. He starts doing things with her that she likes, such as jogging.

tests, allies, and enemies: He gets the girl, his dog gets kicked into the river, Veronica broadcasts for him when he is late, he gets mad that she filled in for him and breaks up with her, she is made his co-anchorman, they fight all the time at work, she ends up changing his script, and as a result he gets fired, and everyone hates him.

ordeal: He has to live with losing everyone and everything he loved, and everyone in San Diego who used to love him, now hates him.

reward: When Veronica goes missing during the biggest story of the summer because another news reporter pushed her into the kodiak bear pit, Ed Harkman, his boss, calls him and offers him his job back.

the road back: He rallies his friends, gets cleaned up, and prepares to go report the biggest story of the summer.

resurrection: They realize that there are talent recruiters watching, but he sees that Veronica has fallen into the kodiak bear pit, and the huge hibernating bears are waking up. He has to choose between saving her, or going and reporting the big story in front of the talent recruiters.

return with elixir: He gets the girl back, as well as the people of San Diego's love, and finally learns to accept a woman into the news reporting world, and invites her to be his co-anchorman. They later go on to report the world news.

 archetype:
hero: Ron Burgundy
mentor: Ed Harkman
threshold guardian: Veronica Corningway, people in San Diego
herald: Veronica
shapeshifter: Veronica
shadow: Veronica, people in San Diego, Biker guy that dropkicks dog
trickster: Veronica, other news stations anchormen