free falling

                    i have never been skydiving. the last time i went on a plane was when i was four, i think. and i din't even know i was on a plane.
                   when i watch videos of freefallers i get an urge to jump with them. i wouldn't feel the same if i were actually there, though. i like looking at pictures of amazing views. but seeing them in person is a whole different experience.

                   if i were to be invited to one of my friends's skydiving trips... i would think about the big moment on the whole drive through. what did i get myself into??
                   once we get there, i would be so confused as to what to do next. is it so complex to use a parachute? do i trust the instructor? "meet you at the ground!" - am i going to be alone when i fall?
                   the feeling on the plane is just like on the car ride up except 10 fold. i didn't know you could open a helicopter door without everything being sucked out.
                   my friends jump first and get it over with. OH CRUD, my friends are jumping out of a plane!! my friends have told me stories about how dangerous it is and how you can die. i have to trust those who i fall with. my turn.
                   i look out the door. this is not my computer's screensaver! i feel a push and i fall.
                                 i'm dead.
                   i have no training. i'm not ready. the wind makes it so i can't see. oh, wait, i have goggles. when do i pull the rope again?? the gorgeous scenery seems to be my grave. i'm shaking because of fear and cold.- it's cold.that makes me tired but the fear keeps me awake. fear is stronger. am i supposed to land in a certain place? The instructor had a foreign accent!! i'm up there forever. it takes a bunch of strength to pull the string.
                  i float. still terrified, i can do anything now. the ground gets closer. it takes even more strength to land. i hit the ground and lie face up. what did i just do? am i dead? am i hurt? i wasn't up there very long.
             i get up. where am i? i'm lost. but i soon meet up with my friends.

inspiration.

                     I NEED IDEAS!!! where do i go? there are many ways to be inspired when you have writer's block. none of which is found here. you can call it finding inspiration or you can call it slacking off.

1. BE DISTRACTED
2. focus on what your supposed to be writing about.
3. go camping.
4. walk your dog
5. go outside and find shapes in the clouds
6. keep staring at the sky until the stars come out
7. find shapes in the stars
8. watch tv with your siblings.
9. make a sandwich.
10. play with your yugioh cards that you havent touched in years.
11. go through your email
12. have a pencil and paper with you at all times.
13. just start writing and go with the flow. even if there isn't any.
14. relax and imagine all the possibilities you could write about.
15. go back to step 1

Rolling Girl

ok- yes i know it's a little dark and a little japanese, but it's still a good song! don't judge. so here's the lyrics& enjoy.

A rolling girl is always far away

In her dream world she longs to stay
So much noise buzzing round inside her head
All the worries never end, all the worries never end...

"No problem" is so easily said
but now, is there any meaning left?
She fails once more, fails once more
After searching for the odd one out in the crowd,
she starts spinning again...

One more time, one more time
"I think I will keep rolling on today too"
And so she says, so she says
Making sure that each of her words is sincere

"Are you okay? No, I'm in a daze
Trying to escape but I just don't see the point.
Maybe I should just stop breathing."

A rolling girl feels she has reached the end,
The colours blend and can't be felt
All these voices are fighting to be heard
They're all merging into one, they're all merging into one

"No problem" is so easily said
but now, those words have no meaning left
and how will I stay on the right path?
Even the hill's tempting me to stray from what's right;
make mistakes I'll regret

Now one more time, one more time
"Somehow I'll find a way to keep rolling"
So she says, so she says
Making sure her silent words are sincere

Are you alright? Just give me some time,
and I will do something about all this soon.
You'll see when I stop breathing.

One more time, one more time
"I think I will keep rolling on today too"
And so she says, so she says
Making sure every word is said with a smile

Are you okay? Yes it's okay..
You must be sick of all this, so let's go and 
I will now stop myself from breathing.

just a few quotes.

Stay gold, Pony boy.

               - johnny (the outsiders)

when there's no door, make your own!

- Edward elric

don't believe in yourself. believe in me that believes in you. then believe in you that believes in me. then believe in yourself that believes in you.

-Kamina

there's more than one way to tell a story.
-guardians of Ga'hoole

I don't mind having a few scars as long as I can see them. it's the ones you can't see that sting.
-gray fullbuster

curiouser and curiouser! cried Alice, for she was so much surprised, that for the moment, she quite forgot how to speak proper English.
-Alice's adventures in wonderland

Hamlet's words.

To be or not to be- that is the question.

Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer

The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,

Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,

And by opposing end them?

To die, to sleep, to sleep, perchance to dream.

Ay, there’s the rub.

The dread of something after death puzzles the will,

The conscience does make cowards of us all

Suckled o’er with the pale cast of thought,

Enterprises lose the name of action.

Be thou all my sins remembered.






yup. Shakespeare had a way with words. hamlet was kind of a confused kid, wouldn't you say? you can't really blame him, though. he's got a lot to deal with. -note that i did not put the whole scene here. that would be a very long blog post.

meet storm

he's been around since the beginning.

but he's not always there.

he helped form the world and also helped to destroy it.

he's ruined baseball games,

responsible for countless deaths and injuries,

and makes noises that scares little children.

but he's also helped living things to survive in deserts,

songs are written about him

and when "things can't get worse" he's there to console you.

some dance with him,

some pull out an umbrella,

some do both at the same time.

the name is Arashi嵐, tempête, tormenta, Sturm,

or storm.

briefcase

my friend on Facebook:


       -my mom says i need to be more mature on Facebook.

3-5 minutes later:

      -briefcase.




yea, i just thought that was funny.