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.

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

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?

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

finding stories in songs

Bounce, by Calvin Harris:

After a horrible break up, Christina finally realizes what a douche she was dating. She's going out again, partying it up, meeting new people, and she's happy again! When her ex realizes how happy she is without him, he tries to get her back. But he's the last thing on her mind, as she drives down PCH in a convertible with her friends, music blaring. How far will he go to try and get her back, even though he knows there's no chance left?

 

Set Sail, by Scary Kids Scaring Kids:

Marcus, a 23 year old alcoholic high school drop out has a near death experience when he gets in a car accident driving under the influence. It makes him realize that he's not really living, he's sick of screwing things up all the time, and wants to get his life together. He wants to live to tell his tale. So he starts by going into rehab. While he's in there, it sparks his interest in finding out if there really is a higher power, and he turns out to be an inspiration to everyone else as he tells them about his near death experience. 

Drive, by Incubus:

After dating for three and a half years, Alaina realizes she wants to get married. Brandon, however feels that he is not ready. Alaina thinks he just doesn't want to, and gets hurt. When she takes off for Arizona, he realizes he's been letting his fear take control of his life too much. He's no longer uncertain about marrying her. Find out what great lengths he goes to to let her know this.

my story

We just got to vegas, halfway to our destination: Cali! But it's three in the morning, and we're all hungry. The awesome thing is outside of Utah, most places are open late. So where do we go?? IHOP, of course. Sitting around the table, all seven of us. Usually my family drives me crazy, with the kids always fighting and screaming, my mom irritated with someone about something, my dad all grumpy. But now, in moments like this, I realize how lost i'd be without them all. Jaeden, the baby of the family is falling asleep. Joshua, the crazy little adhd one laughing hysterically as he shoots a paper straw wrapper at my mom. Joseph, the other not so little adhd one telling some chuck norris joke. Emma, the smart one of the bunch spewing water out of her mouth from laughing too hard. My mom, flicking her in the ear for spewing water on her. My dad, telling everyone to shut up... then laughing and shooting a paper straw wrapper back at josh. These crazy people that I live with, these people that make living at my house such chaos, these people that I know and love, are what makes my life not so boring. But I suppose in a way we're all actually pretty normal. Everyone's got their own kind of crazy. And I guess, at the end of the day, i'd rather have a crazy family I get along with perfectly than a boring one you don't. Wouldn't you?

Plot: Red

Character: Orange

Conflict: Green

Theme: Blue

Setting: Purple

This girl who...

and i know, yes i know that it's plain to see

why we just can't hold on

somebody came and took your bed

there's a lot of men dead

we're gonna put you in a trance with a funky song

people then say i come from Jamaica

you marry him, your father will condone you

once, there was this girl who...

rewinding time

 

side by side,

perched up high

in the branches of an old oak tree

do you remember what you said to me?

wise beyond our years,

we spoke of money

making money

taking, faking, breaking money

how the world is made,

of money

why can't the world be made instead,

of something much less dead?

something for which less tears are shed

they say money can't buy happiness

this is true, i know

but what about all those out there,

who struggle so to make ends meet

who worry day to day

about ending up on the streets

can you still be happy,

living with these worries?

rewind

have you ever been asked "if you could go back and change anything, what would it be?"

i have. at first, i would always think of something that had happened earlier. some mistake i could fix. but as i've gotten older (not that much, i guess but still...)

i've come to realize that if i really could go back and change something, i would choose not to. i feel like everything that has happened in my life up to this point, even if it hurt me, in the long run has ended up helping me.

one of the things i always try to remember when something shitty is going on, is that everything happens for a reason. because if you think about it, it really does. even if we don't understand why, or we don't find out that reason till years later.

"which is worse, saying something and wishing you hadn't, or saying nothing and wishing you had?"
i honestly don't know the answer to this question. i think it really depends on you. for the longest time, my problem was always saying nothing. both suck though.

"it's not who you think you are that holds you back, it's who you think you're not." there's so much truth to this, it's not even funny. for so many of us, maybe even most of us, this is what stops us from trying, from striving for whatever it may be that we want most.

YOU'VE BEEN GIVEN A DIRECT ORDER...

"Rock out like you are enslaved in the south, and dancing is all that you have to know who you are."

ROCK OUT,

Like you found out about the concert you've always been wanting to go, but it's sold out... and you got in FREE.

Like the world is asleep, and it's your job to wake them up.

Like you found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

Rock out like it's the last night of summer.

Rock out like you just found out about the most amazing thing ever, and have to share it with the world.

Or like you just won $3 million.

Rock out like you tested negative, and are going to live.

Or like you're getting 5 hours of sleep a night.

Rock out like you're pinnochio, and you just turned into a real boy. (or girl..)

Like you can see the waiter coming with your food.

If you've seen limitless, rock out like you just found out NZT does exist.

Rock out like an ADHD little kid on a sugar rush.

Rock out like you just proved the world wrong.

And like it's the last song, but the rave's still going strong.

Rock out like you just found out you have a superpower.

Rock out like it's new years of 1999, and the time is 11:59.

Rock out like you can do anything, because guess what?! YOU CAN!

the last night...

If it were my last night on earth, i would definitely want to be with all my friends. Have a huge party. Do a lot of stupid things i've never done. If i could be anywhere, i'd want to be in California. Sleep on the beach, under the stars. Have a big bonfire, awesome music, crazy lights. I'd wanna go boating, cause i've never been. Ride in a limo. Go parasailing. Kiss in the rain. Go on tower of terror. Jump in the ocean with all my clothes on. Eat pancakes at four in the morning, cause i love doing that. Have a whipped cream fight with cans of reddi-whip, cause i've always thought that would be super awesome.

fears and death and happy stuff like that

• i'm afraid of thai food
• i'm afraid of creepy shoes
• i'm afraid of fur on clothes
• i'm afraid of getting up any earlier than 7:00
• i'm afraid of mcdonalds burgers and fries
• i'm afraid of being swallowed by big, bulky jackets
• i'm afraid of getting stuck in utah for the rest of my life
• i'm afraid of egg nog mac & cheese
• i'm afraid of smudged ink
• i'm afraid of winter
• i am deathly afraid of all bugs. however, i do not fear death
• i'm afraid of going unnoticed
• i'm afraid of getting noticed
• i'm afraid of going nowhere
• i am afraid of fitting in
• i am afraid of standing out
• i'm afraid of knowing
• i'm afraid of not knowing 
• i'm afraid of creepy old guys
• i'm afraid of grasshoppers... 

"i've got some issues that nobody can see, and all of these emotions are pouring out of me" -kid cudi

Snow covered dreams...

I walk alone. I walk alone. It's snowing. It's the middle of the winter, and as i try to walk down this road, i'm slipping all over the place. I hate ice. I hate snow. I hate being cold. I keep walking, and i see a couple of broken guitars. I pass my old dance teachers, piano teachers, voice teachers. They look right through me. I walk alone.

I walk alone. I walk alone. I pass by old friends, but they don't see me either. There's snow covered trash everywhere. Snow covered broken down cars. My old guitar teachers are siting in a circle, smoking a joint. Broken windows, peeling paint, covered in snow. My old house. I walk past my old apartment complex, all run down. Completely silent. I think the snow makes it seem quieter. So many people i used to know, but no one sees me. Why?

I walk alone. I walk alone. I see cactus, covered in snow. What an odd picture. Two opposites. I see my old dance studios from Arizona, in desperate need of repairs. There's still dancers inside, but it seems like they're dancing in slow motion, stuck there, but still moving. I walk alone. I walk alone.

thoughts

What am I thinking about right now? I'm thinking about you.

I'm thinking about you like surfers think of the ocean
Like the ocean thinks about the moon
Like boats think of waves
Like I think of going back to California

I'm thinking about you,
Like Ariel thinks about living on land
Like toes think about sand
Like they think of holding hands

Like fish think of swimming
Like feet think about running
Like babies think about walking
Like creepers think about stalking

I'm thinking about you,
Like stomachs think about food
Like she thinks about that one dude
Like music thinks about the mood

Like guitars think about strumming
Like mouths think of humming
Like iPods think of singing

What are you thinking about?

Love is...

"What is love?? Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more"

Love is so many different things. There's the way you love your mom. The way you love music. The way you love cafe rio. The way you love sleep. The way you love pop rocks. But what is it?? Who knows, but here's some things that might help with that question.

Love is laying out in the summer rain at four in the morning with a bunch of friends, after a long crazy night.
Love is a crazy roller coaster,  especially if you hate roller coasters.
Love is that awesome song that's stuck in your head for a week straight after you hear it.
Love is driving a car fast, and not realizing there are no brakes till you're already over 100.
Love is a tidal wave, taller than everything, that crashes against anything in the way.
Love is a bright blue dragonfly, beautiful but hard to catch.
Love is riding along the coast of the beach on a long board, on a perfect summer day.
Love is speakers turned up as high as they go, so that it blocks everything else out.
Love is finding your missing puzzle piece (not literally, unless you really like puzzles, then sure...)
Love is that first bite of pizza.
Love is not letting what other people might think influence your decisions.
Love is finally getting that ticket to the upcoming concert you're dying to go to.

intro

How are you supposed to start an intro? The beginning of the beginning. The start of it all. Who knows. So, i'll just say hi. You don't know who I am, and I don't know who you are, but that's okay. I think that using blogs is a really cool idea, cuz, like nelson said, you get to be anonymous, and say whatever you want. Very freeing.