Time for a run

 I want to know what you guys think of this. I am still debating what to make out of it but I think I like it enough to use it. This is in fact my own work so let there be no confusion about it. Let me know via comment.

An electric shock of anger tackles me and I bite my tongue to keep from spitting the venom that would break her heart. I stand waiting for the scolding to be over, saying little and doing as told. I am completely powerless. Anything I say will get me into deeper of a troublesome predicament.

               Metallic blood oozes from my tongue, still I keep my teeth latched in place for fear of my anger escaping my lips. My hands balling into fists I stiffen. Red hot fury burns through me, demands that I stand up to her, to them. Controlling the urge I get through it and keep my head held high. Some would call it pride but I call it strength.

Nostrils flaring, fists tightened I put on my coat and slip through the door. Stepping out into the frost forged air, I inhale and stand at the corner, deciding where to go. Mind setting, I go straight. The wind taunts me, pushing leaves around to fool my keen ears into thinking foot steps are following in my wake.

               Looking up through a world of artificial yellow light, the sight of a dark blue sky, scattered with glittering stars greets me. Wet, hot tears poor down my face; a cruel contrast to the night’s shivering cold air. I wipe them away, angry to be showing such weakness to the blundering fools that are my neighbors. With a sniffle and a sigh, I trudge on.

               Entering the park I look across the ocean of red and gold leaves splayed out across the field. Walking to the playground, covered in children’s germs I found a plastic slide. Laying on the slide I looked up. Surprise hit me. The glowing moon consoling me, comforting me from my pain. She shone her light down on me as if to give me a hug and promise everything will be alright.

               I curl myself into a ball against the cool, curved slide and cry. I cry for my friends, for my wounded heart, and for my shattered pride. My whole body shaking I cry until there is nothing left, emotion or tears. Sitting in my ball I breath in the night. The world is silent, a contrast to my frantic mind.

               Standing up I take another shuttering breath and walk. My whole body unwinding with each silent footfall until finally I find my mind quiet and my body relaxed. Looking up at the moon I let loose an ear splitting howl, thanking the moon for her comfort and light.

               In the distance dogs bark in reply and house lights turn on. A humorless smile creeps its way onto my lips and I slink into the darkness. It was time for a run.
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Happy Thanksgiving

Hello peeps. Thanks for not giving up on my blog. I know I have not been very interesting in a while but ya know, I just...need inspiration. So today I am writing on the great holiday that is Thanksgiving. In one of my classes today our teacher gave us a green paper with numbers 1-50. We had to write fifty things we are grateful for. I challenge you to do this daily. Leave out the paper part but just wake up and look around the world. What are you thankful for? What makes your life good? Some people filled out that green paper without hesitation, others took most of the class period. Even if you are one of the slower people, with practice you will be speedy at filling that paper out. God gave us life and everything and everyone one we have. The least we can do is be grateful and thank him for it. So this holiday is not all about the food, or the drama aunt whatever brings from where ever. It is about being surrounded by the people you love, and thanking God for what you have by enjoying what you have. So as you are stuffing yourself, go up for air once in a while and look at the faces of those who love you. Look at them, and be grateful you have them in your lives. They may not always be there so enjoy their presence while you can. (Take it from me. I know a thing or two about that...) Well love you guys, know you are on my list. Thanks for reading this. (I may start another all poetry blog someday...) Love you! Enjoy the holiday!

Yay,

So these last two weeks have not been fun. I have broken my heart three times, and I also found out the guy I likes is a total jerk. Oh, did I mention the fact that boys suck? Well I am trying to stay positive. I hang out with people who make me happy, and avoid those who don't at all costs. I have a guy jacket that smells like guy (yum ;D) and I am getting my grades up. Normally I hate school volleyball because the boys hog the ball and the girls run from it, but today I enjoyed myself. Not much going on for the most part. I was wondering, how many people actually read my blog? Like I only have 8 followers but I get comments from people who don't follow it. Just wondering. I might put up a poll just to find out.... it is late, there is a blizzard, and I am going to attempt to go to school tomorrow. Love y'all. I will write more when I am not half asleep and a wee bit depressed.

Strength

I was recently asked to describe myself in one word. That word was strength. To go through life you have to be able to bear the world's trials, have faith in the Lord and yourself, and learn how to balance emotion and decision. To get through this world you have to bear your cross and help others with the weight of theirs when it seems to get to be too much.. Standing strong does not mean that you don't show weakness, it means you ask for help when you are weak, and are a helping hand; a helping heart for those in need. Strength means loving with all you have, and having the love you need. Strength is not being afraid of what the world throws at you, but getting through it with a bit of hard work and a smile on your face. Don't be afraid of your emotions, change, or trial. Embrace it. To be a strong person you have to have the courage to lead, to stand strong for what you believe even when that belief is questioned. To be strong you need love, and need to give love. Without the foundation of family and friends to keep you held high, you would go crumbling down. So thank you guys. Thanks you for all your love and support, thank you for helping to make me the strong person I am and I hope you know that I am always here for you no matter what. Know I put my heart into these words and that I KNOW they are true. Stay strong.
Copyright, theamazingstaci.blogspot.com 2010

The Importance of books

So I am getting really frustrated with this generation. It is my generation and I want to slap the stupid out of them. The world is starting to lose its head. Books are just about as important as school and almost all of today's youth have lost their respect, and understanding of books. Every time I hear someone say "No I think I will just wait for the movie to come out." I want to smack them so hard thier mom feels it. What is wrong with the world that we are starting to lose our respect for books. Just because they are not electric or some form of technology does not mean a book does not have its worth. Almost from the beginning of man there have been books and for a good reason. They are full of knowledge, hope, passion, and escape. Every time I can't get something out of my head or just need to get away for a awhile I pick up a book. The smell of the marred pages, the feel of the novel's bent spine, and the story it's self is just irreplaceable. I love everything about them and cannot imagine life without that book on my nightstand or the book jammed in my purse. The bible, word of god, is a book. That tells you just how amazing and important they are. Why anyone would not want to read I don't understand. It really helps the way you look at life, the way you speak, and the way people perceive you. Everyone talks about finding the gateway to another world or a passage to a magical land when really, you don't need to go trekking through an ancient jungle, or an Egyptian tomb, you just have to pick up a good novel. A book is an escape. People turn to drugs and booze and who knows what else to just escape form life when all they need is the good comfort of a book. So if you are reading this, you might as well be reading a book. It is almost the same thing. Remember the worth of a book. Share it with the ones you love if you really love them. Alright that is all for tonight. Peace out peeps.

NUDE POTTER SCEAN?!!!

So apparently in the new Harry potter film there is going to be multiple  naked scenes. Who wants to see harry potter's naked butt? Really? I got this quote off of KSL.com.     "I think we put too much of a negative association with the human body, and people get naked every day. You take off your clothes to take a shower. I just don't see the problem with it," -Marsha Jones.  What kind of moron?!...It is also illegal to be naked in public why should it be any different to see a naked guy on a movie screen where people will be bringing their families? I am just so frustrated with them.. The scene is not even in the book. They just had to go and sex up a good movie and call it "art". What a bunch of idiots. I am just so upset. That is one of my favorite books and I was excited for the movie and now I don't really want to see is as bad as I did. Like my friend Ann. Her family is a bunch of nice conservatives and major Potter fans. They have like five kids under the age of fifteen and two over. Now they won't get to see it cause the director had to go be a douche. How does J.K Rowling feel about this guy making a disgrace of her "family book"? As a novelist myself I would light into the director's hind end if they ruined my good book with that kind of crap. Like really. I am so upset if you haven not noticed. Post a comment. If I have offended you in any way: Why are you reading this? I could care less about being "Politically Correct" and if you do care get off this web sight. Well I have to go to bed, love you guys. I shall write more when I can. Happy Veteran's day. =)
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November thirteenth

It is national kindness day on the thirteenth. Wahoo. So be nice, no dissing, no biting, no fighting, and no judging. People should know, and care about the human race, and they should be able to have one day where we all just get a long. It will help you to feel better about yourself, and others to feel better about you. SO why not celebrate? I love you guys, just remember to spread the love. =)

Yay winter!

So it is all cold out, the birds are flying away, and the snow is coming. WINTER IS HERE!!! My favorite season. The world is covered in white (The color of purity) there is that sound of snow (I know that sounds strange but listen to the world when there is snow on the ground, it has a very specific sound) and then there is the cloths. I love winter garb. Makes me feel so girlie and wonderful. Oh and there is hot chocolate, reading wrapped in a blanket by the window, sledding and snowball fights. Best season ever. I love the cold. It is clean, cleansing and pure. Heat is sticky and nasty. The world seems peaceful covered in snow where as in the summer it is bursting with the crazy of life. Well that is all. Love you peeps. Keep on reading. =)

Happy Birthday Aaron!!!

Hey Aaron, I hope you know just how amazing you are and that the day you came into the world is one of the best times in history. So I wish you a happy birthday, filled with love and joy. Oh and lets not forget cake. ;) HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Self-heartbreak

So as humans we all have to go through heartbreak. It is like impossible to not go through it. Sometimes it is through a break up that our hearts shatter, other times it from family problems. There is also death, embarrassment, loss of a friend, change, and then there is self-heartbreak. That is the one I am going to be writing about tonight. What the heck is self-heartbreak? Well let me tell you. Self-heartbreak is when you break your own heart. There is no outside force causing you the hurt you feel, it is all you. The way you think, the way you act, the things you do, and even what you feel can cause this. For some people-mostly girls-self-heartbreak is from thinking they are not good enough for the world, always being down on themselves, or just thinking that the reason they still don't have a boyfriend is because they are not pretty enough, not smart enough, not perfect enough, Etc. Why would you ever think that of yourself? I know that I have, that I've been down on myself because of my weight, or my too opinionated personality, or the fact that I sometimes intimidate guys because I am just to forward or blunt with life. It is a few factors, that with the wrong perspective, can crush a person's spirit. I used to be like that. I used to think that I was not good enough or that those traits were flaws and not talents. Well they are talents. Maybe not the fact that I am fat (If you are offended by that term why are you reading my blog, you retard!) but I see it as a hint at my talent in the arts of cooking and baking magic. So stop self hating. We are our own worst critics, it is true, but why be that critic that nobody likes? Criticism is not always a bad thing. OK. Here is my challenge to you my sweet, self hating, readers. EVERYDAY I want you to come up with FIVE GOOD things about YOURSELF, and your DAY. It really really helps. Get a buddy to do it with you and each day tell them your ten things (five each). It will make you love and respect that person more, as well as yourself.
Peace out my homies. ^_^
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