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Stress relief?!

Dec 14, 2009 - 10 comments

I am over my head. So completely stressed. It's.. I can't even fathom it.

I hate December.

I hate being at home. All I ever do is get made fun of or get treated like a dog, or there's yelling or fighting. I hate being at school because there's too much drama and my friends treat me like cr*p. I know I'm getting depressed again. I can feel it.

I barely have time to breathe anymore. I have so many exams. I'm super stressed because I have 3 B's and I need all A's to get a scholarship. No scholarship --- goodbye college, hello McDonald's.

I don't even know. It's to the point where I can't enjoy life anymore, not that I did before.

Any stress relievers?
Suggestions are desperately needed.

Potential story?

Dec 04, 2009 - 0 comments

Evan was having a rather low day. Anything could put his mood in a decent place, and it could be easily stricken down to the lowest of lows. The only escape he had lately was to play his guitar. Play anything as loud as he could. Adalyn knew how her brother was feeling today, so she didn’t dare say a word when she saw him snatch his guitar, car keys, and pull out of the driveway wordlessly.

He didn’t necessarily have any destination in mind, he just wanted to go to a wide-open space, perhaps breezy, just to play. He decided on the beach. When he arrived, he scoped the elongated white beach and chose a large boulder to prop himself up on. The moment seemed so surreal, just sitting on top of the water and watching the world below him with his guitar.  This was where he wanted to be. This was his heaven.

As Evan retrieved his guitar by the neck and gently placed it across his lap, as if cradling a small child, his extensive fingers struck a few brass strings, releasing soft notes into the midst. Glimpsing at the scarlet blazed coastline, he inhaled the moment, the air, so deeply, as if taking his first breath. Evan lowered his viridian eyes to his hands as they began their work. His fingers gracefully danced across the golden strings. He soon began to lose himself in the musical notes that flowed freely from his acoustic.

Upon concluding his song, Evan peered up expecting to see an illuminated sky, but instead saw a dark, blanketed atmosphere peppered with distant stars.

Love paragraph for school. Please read!

Dec 03, 2009 - 0 comments

Tell me whatcha think.

In conclusion, the two stories depicted morals on love and life; compassion and sacrifice. All that truly mattered was love, and how one uses it. Using the love one posesses wisely and selflessly can result in a bettered universe, as Albom distinctly stresses. Acknowledging the love and connections one shares with others can lead to greater things; open new doors. To live one's life and veritably be happy, one needs love.

Ball Of DOOM >:P

Dec 01, 2009 - 4 comments

So... this week stinks so far.
Yesterday, well it was just stupid and long.

Today, I had a bunch of quizzes and I had to deal with stupid people all day. After school, my supervisor asks me to do all of these asinine little projects that are pointless, and I told her that I'd have to find a day that I can actually do it, as I have zoo stuff on weekends, bowling Tuesdays & (Wednesdays sometimes) & Thursdays & Fridays. And Monday I'm too tired to do anything. So blah.

Today I got my new bowling ball. (WOOHOO!) It's amazingly red and a turquoise blue storm. The ball is called a FREEZE. Which is amazing, because halfway down the lane it slows down and curves super fast!

I'm not used to this ball. And today, my coach decides "Oh! Since your second match is coming up, you have to run 2 laps for every pin you miss!"....................... I had to run 30 laps, with a bad knee. FUN.

Plus I jammed my thumb. it hurts to type.

Anyways............ yep. Bye. :]