Scream

Scream.... Just do it. I promise it always makes you feel better.

Bro, Brother, Brethren?

Tick-Tock


                  Tick-Tock.

What makes you tick.  What makes you happy mad and confused all at the same time. For me, I know.

                                                          FAMILY.

My brothers know when to tease me.  When to cheer me up because I just failed my math test.  Or to just let me know that they are here for me.  They push me to the point where my buttons are jammed and I go into error mode.  Out of all these moments of yelling and name calling there comes that one moment.  The one that honestly happens twice a year.  My brother says, "I Love you sis."  I can remember every single time those words have been said sincerely.  So when I think about jamming and breaking my internal clock I think of the brothers that make me tick for better or worse.

Phenomenally Phenomenal Women

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me. 

- I hate how I feel like I cannot create this. The words move.  They make you reflect and think about your life. AAAAAHHHHH why can't I just be creative!!!!!!! Jealousy, jealousy......

-> Favorite Poem<-

There are many things that I can say about this picture but the main statement that sums it up is.... 

 Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you: 

1. Jesus Christ

2.The American G.I. 

One died for your soul, the other for your freedom. 

Lets remember the ones that died for us every day not just on special occasions. 

SLEEP

Before I go to sleep at night I think.  I think about the many things that I did through out the day and if I actually did anything important.  This way of starting my sleep cycle always makes me have the craziest dreams.  That go along the lines of me never being able to accomplish a simple task. It is honestly the most frustrating thing.
I also cannot go to bed unless my room is clean. It's a weird mental thing that through the years has just grown on me.  Even if it is 2:00am I will clean my room and hang up my clothes (in color order) and then I can sleep soundly.

for me sleep is a reward that I give myself after I accomplish everything that needed to be done that day.

Design.

I just changed my layout. Can you read it or no. Please comment and give me feed back :) Thanks.

What my bones said....

Run.
          Run.
                     Run.
My bones inside me say push.  All the other organs veins and subjects around my bones listen.  My bones are there to encourage the rest of myself to push on. All my body wants is to be healthy.  To be strong.

Who would want to weak?

My bones now are strong and have never been broken. 

They want to stay that way.

When I am old and grey I want to think back and think that I did everything possible to keep my bones strong; mentally and physically. There are going to be people that die (including me) but, I want my death to be more like rest; welcoming and inviting.  Not resisting against my ultimate fate that I knew would come. My bones tell me to stay strong so we can be strong.  And on that day of becoming free. 

We will go together. 

Cooking.

Today I experimented with cooking.  Basically took everything from my fridge and made a delicious concoction.  I felt like a scientist creating a new substance... weird.  I loved it.  I think dancing around the kitchen creating new recipes while listening to pandora will become my favorite pass time.  g2g to the grocery store to pick up basil. BYE.

Life and Death.

Life is made up of years that mean nothing and moments that mean it all.

You're born, you die, and in between you make a lot of mistakes.
....That awkward moment between life and death.... 

Take chances. Tell the truth. Date someone totally wrong for you. Say no. Spend all your cash! Fall in love. Get to know someone random. Be random. Say I love you. Sing out loud. Laugh at a stupid joke. Cry. Get revenge. Apologize. Tell someone how much they mean to you. Tell the jerk what you feel. Let someone know what they're missing. Laugh til your stomach hurts. LIVE LIFE!

If you can't solve it, it isn't a problem - it's reality. And sometimes reality is the hardest thing to understand and the thing that takes the longest to realize. But once it hits you in the face you'll never forget it. It will always be there in your memories and sometimes that is the best way to look at it.

Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate you friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.

Rock bottom is good solid ground, and a dead end street is just a place to turn around.

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned the hard way that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, or end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's to happen next.