Day Two of Obama WEEK.

I'm still basking in the glory of Obama's win:) There have been very negative comments from sore losing McCain voters, but some McCain voters have been very positive as well! It's exhilarating. We have a long, rocky road ahead of us, but I think we're going to do just fine.




blahh, I have nothing exciting to write about except the fact that I'm getting all four of my wisdom teeth taken out the 11th. I'm freaked out.
Note to self: Turn in act registration on Friday.

I went to youth tonight, and I've decided to integrate Jesus into school with me! Haha, let me explain...I think about Jesus during my hobbies..I think about him when I run, when I write, when I listen to music...so school is the only place I never think about Jesus. It's weird...I guess because I'm around so many people and I'm trying to listen to the teacher and get everything I need to do in my head. I forget to think about my future, and the fact I know Jesus wants me to live my dream..which is to be a magazine editor and be a teacher to people..to help people and talk about things I think are important. I need to have him in my thoughts when I'm at school...and I think it would make my attitude better. I get stressed on school days and take it out on people that don't deserve to be treated like that. I know I can do it, and make my life even better.

Soooo, I figure I should post some of my writing.
I want feedback, honest feedback:))
This one is about someone very special in my life.
I was missing him:(


"Behind the Camera Lens"

When I was little,
You'd sit in the bathroom
While I took a bath.
You'd grade your papers,
Read.
And I'd dunk water over my head,
Cleaning away the dirt of childhood.

Every business trip,
You'd come home, and we'd come running
To you, to see what you brought us.
Grey and I were obsessed
With beanie babies.
That time you went to Chicago,
You came home with a
Chicago Bulls beanie baby.
I still have him.

That other time,
You went to Chicago,
I missed you like crazy.
You pulled up into our rocky driveway.
I came running to you,
And scraped my knee.
I cried.

Remember the time,
I put acorns in your brand new
Hard drive?
It never worked properly,
again.
Sorry about that, dad.

Holidays
Always meant lots
Of camera film.
You loved taking
Pictures.
On those days,
You were always
Behind the camera lens.

When I turned 12,
I was obsessed with basketball.
Believing I was going to be
In the WNBA,
I asked for a basketball goal.
You believed in me.
And it took you 3 days
To put the goal together.
That meant so much to me, dad.

I remember,
When Pam and Brian came to visit.
We sat on the back porch,
Of the house on College Heights.
The fireflies were out,
And it smelled like summer.
I climbed into your lap,
And I felt like "daddy's little girl."

On February 2nd,
That morning I had
To go to the hospital,
You live four hours away,
And arrived in Fayetteville
In two.
I hugged you so hard.

I miss seeing you in the morning,
Sitting at the table in your navy
Blue robe, eating Honey Nut
Cheerios.
I miss hearing
"Have a good day being smart
And pretty."



WRiTiNG TiP #4
This is a prompt I was thinking about when I was reading that book about the craniopagus twins. They go to the cemetary to visit their Aunt and Uncles graves...and it made me want to go to a cemetary with a notebook, and make up stories of those people lives. It sounds weird, but I think being in the atmosphere would conjure up a lot of thoughts.

Try it out before you get freaked out!



By the way, for Christmas I want every season of House. I'm addicted. I'm planning on marrying either Hugh Laurie, or Omar Epps. Tough choice.








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