Whispers...

He groaned and pulled himself out of bed. After sitting on the edge with his feet dangling for a few minutes, he decided that it was time to get up. Facing another day was a dreary prospect, but it had to be done. While dejectedly pouring cereal and milk into a bowl, he pulled out his notepad, and began writing. Every morning, he tried to remember as much as he could about the previous day's events, and record them. After that was done, he shrugged on an old jacket, and grabbed the keys. As he drove down the road to work, he tried not to think about anything in particular, and let his thoughts wander. He had learned this calming technique during this training. But, for some reason, he couldn't divert his thoughts from the dream he had the night before...
A Bicycle, a busy intersection, the sound of (could it have been his own voice?) sobbing, flashing lights, moaning sirens, jumbled voices, and... a face. It was the most beautiful face in the world, but her features were not clear; everything was blurred, he could not capture a proper image it.
He pulled into the parking lot and cried his heart out.

Road pike Pics.

Here they are! the promised photos of awesome road bikes!

look at their amazing aweosmeness!

Shadows, part 2

She fumbled for the switch, and blinked as the lights came on with a click. In a daze, she put on her clothes and shoes, not caring that her socks didn't match. She dumped some cereal into a bowl and poured milk over it. after finishing her meager breakfast, she took four of the tablets the doctor had perscribed, and set the dishes in the sink.

It had been another dreamless night... or had she had dreams? Not that it mattered, her dreams were more like nightmares anyway. Shuffling her way to the closet, she grabbed her backpack and tossed in her stuff: a wallet containing a few dollars, some coupons for the grocerey store, and a library card, a bottle of water, a container of the doctor's tablets, a threadbare jacket that had once been green, oner of her few items of value: an ancient ipod. She donned the backpack and wrestled to get her bike through the front door. After locking it, she remembered that she had left her helmet inside, so she went back in to find it. Pedaling down the street, she began to think of last night's question... How is it supposed to be? But nothing came to mind, and she dropped the subject when she arrived at the Burger Emporium.

She parked her bike in the back, put on a milti-colored apron, and checked in. Just another day in the life...

Road Bike!

Hi all you people who read this blog...
I went biking with my friend M. today, and I got to ride her Mom's road bike! I adore road bikes, and I am so sad that I don't have one myself! I will try to get some photos of awesome road bikes up on the blog someday, but I don't think that is happening today! thanks for reading.
Over and out

Shadows...

Her eyes snapped open, and she realized that her fists were clenched, and the bedsheets were sticky with sweat. It had all happened so quickly, the Graduation Party, the Cops coming, The bright lights... Bright lights always made her sick. The rest of her memories were just fuzzy noises and colors, leering faces and blaring voices. She clutched her head and let out a muffled groan. This isn't how it's supposed to be, she thought, and focused on that idea to the exclusion of all else.
...Isn't how it's supposed to be, how it's supposed to be, supposed to be, supposed to be.
She sat up with a jolt, ignoring the throbbing that ensued. The ceiling seemed to ripple like water, and the bookshelves contorted into strange shapes. How is it supposed to be? She knew of nothing else, no other life, no other fears, hopes, dreams, nightmares. As much as she loathed sleep these days, her body needed rest. As if you could call these restful. She shuddered and fell back onto the pillows. Besides, a few more minutes couldn't really matter... and she was out again.

Think on these things

well, here I am, and it's just the same old same old.
wow, having a blog isn't as eventful as I thought! let me think of something to say...

Here is a Bible Verse that I like:

"Finally, Brethren, Whatever things are true, what ever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, what ever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue, and if there is anything praiseworthy, - meditate on these things. The things which you learned and recieved and heard and saw in me, theese do, and the God of Peace will be with you"
-Phillipians 4:4-8

BOLT the movie

Ok people, I have something cool to talk about!
I just saw BOLT last night! yeah, My family netflixed it, and I must say, it is Fully Awesome! I had heard good things about it, and I know that Pixar is dependable in making great, heart-warming movies, and this one was on different!
I think my favorite scene was the one where Mittens was teaching Bolt to beg.
long story short, I was very pleased with this movie

Yay! my first post

Ok, so I am pretty new to this blogging thing, and I guess I'll get the hang of it after a while...

*laughs with joy*

that was me thinking of how cool it is to finally have my very own little piece of internet! I can change the world! Yes, yes! the power is now within my grasp!

My goal with this blog is to have a place to put all of my brilliant thoughts and ideas for all the world to see!

I will probably go through phases of posting everyday or several times a day, then not posting for about a week or so...

after all, Highschool dreamers have alot of stuff on their plates!