A picture, for you...

SIXERS

Fourteen years old, story still untold.
I hope to live out my regrets.
My life's a bunch of almosts.
I used to rule the world.
You put me outta my element.
Today, I stopped believing in words.
Waiting for something that wont happen.
Born in California, then nothing happened.
I could not have it better.
Always working on the next chapter.
You are a murder of love!
Realized childhood dreams doesnt pay bills.
Longingly waiting for summer to come.
Why dont you text me back?
She tried, but then she failed.
New York City, I love you.
I cant think of six words.
I want you here with me.
Dear NYC, Please take me back.
I really like hearing your voice.
So, ill see you soon then?
This is the potential breakup song.
Los Angeles 2012, here I come.
Still waiting for my Hollywood ending.

{a song that tells a story}

Song #1: Mine by Taylor Swift

Plot: This song is about a guy and a girl who meet in a cafe where the boy is waiting tables, they talk, fall in love, and it talks about all the summer nights by the water. Then talks about flashing forward and they're taking on the world together, where they move all of their stuff together but the conflict comes where they're fighting late at night and she storms out but he runs in the street to stop her. He tells her "do you remember how we felt sittin by the water? You are the best thing that's ever been mine." And then it goes through them remembering why they fell in love in the first place. I think this song is a great example of a song that tells a story.

Characters: The boy, girl (Taylor Swift), and her parents.

Setting: A cafe, the lake, a new home

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPBwXKgDTdE

Song #2: Speak Now by Taylor Swift

Plot: This song is all one big conflict. It tells the story of how a girl is in love with a boy that is about to get married. She needs to find a way to stop him so she goes to the wedding and is describing the bridal party and how she is the wrong girl for him and she barges in when the preacher says speak now or forever hold your peace. And she interrupts and tells him to meet her at the church doors. So it goes through the whole experience and the story leading up to her speaking up during the wedding ceremony.

Characters: Snotty bride, the girl, the groom to be, bridal party, preacher.

Conflict: She needs to stop the guy she loves from marrying the wrong girl.

Setting: The church house.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXH3Eh0C12M

Jealousy

Normally, when it comes to poetry, I'm not a huge fan. I've never really enjoyed reading it and didn't really understand why poets thought they had to be so deep that it ended up not making sense. Anyway, maybe that's just me. However, in reading out of the poetry packet from class, there is one poem I read that I guess you could say makes me "jealous". And that is the poem Sick by Shel Silverstein. I love how it rhymes and seems to all flow together. I think alot of times we try and be funny in our writing that we just end up looking stupid. But he managed to say what he wanted to say in a simple, funny way without sounding cheesy. One reason why I think this poem is so humorous is because it is really true. There is not one person that can say that they haven't faked sick on at least one occasion. I know I have! And in the end, when the child being written about realizes it's Saturday, they are suddenly all better, and healthy enough to go out and play! I just wish I could be clever and quick with my words and lines like Shel Silverstein is in this particular poem, Sick.

the best feelings in the world...

Sleeping in late, having no homework, being liked/loved back, hugs that last for more than a minute, first swim of the summer, a smile from that special someone, laughing till your stomach hurts, getting unexpected gifts, not remembering when you last cried, getting an A on a test you didn't study for, when he texts you first, looking at pictures from when you were little, living up to someones expectations, when someone tells you they never wanted to loose you, knowing you are loved, being called beautiful, finding those jeans that fit perfectly, finally eating the food you were craving, waking up & realizing you have hours to sleep, making a stranger smile, eating seedless grapes, freshly vacuumed carpet, putting on sweatpants after wearing jeans all day, when little kids draw you pictures, making new friends, being told someone is okay, when someone tells you that you smell nice, winning an argument, proving a smart person wrong, listening to your favorite song, receiving hand-written letters, falling asleep to the rain, finishing an essay, when people laugh at your jokes, smiling, getting a friendship bracelet, finding out the name of the song that's been stuck on your head, packing for a vacation, perfectly peeling off the price sticker, realizing it's Friday, knowing you will be okay.

Complaints

I' m tired. I'm tired of school. High School. I'm tired of homework. Annoying teachers. I'm tired of waking up at 5:45 each freaking morning for early morning class. I'm tired of seeing the same stuck up people everyday. I'm tired of cleaning my room. I'm tired of you not texting me back. I'm tired of lying to you. I'm tired of borrowing money. Of not having money. I'm tired of waiting for my laptop cord to come in the mail. I'm tired of feeling out of shape. I'm tired of being treated like a child. I'm tired of hearing all of your drama. I'm tired of things never working out. I'm tired of winter. I'm tired of being in Utah. I'm tired of getting ready in the morning. I'm tired of responsibility. I'm tired of people walking so freaking slow in the hall ways. I'm tired of people thinking life is a competition. I'm tired of hearing you say the same exact thing everyday. I'm tired of the majority. of the minority. I'm tired of being tired of so many things.

What Love Is...

Love is giving up something good for something better. Love is unconditional. Love is staying up all night just to listen to your voice. Love is selflessness. Love is getting up every morning at six o'clock to make sure your daughter gets breakfast. Love is real, when you can fall in love with someone without even seeing their face. Love is carrying your son across the finish line. Love is hearing your child say their first word, taking their first steps. Love is giving back to the people who got you where you are today. Love is seeing your brother recieve his one year sibrority chip, and the accomplished look on his face. Love is working long nights so your kids can enjoy the simple joys of life. Love is the look on her parents face when she walks down the aisle. Love is stronger in times of absence. Love is giving up your dreams so someone else can reach theirs. Love? Well, it's all we've got...