mostly pieces of life

Life seems like its going so fast right now, but then at certain moments it feels entirely too slow. Today was filled with music, puzzles, books, (Roald Dahl and Madeline L'Engle) food, computers, and laziness. That shows you exactly how fast today went. It was rather slow actually. (wow I can't believe I forgot to mention Church.... ) But yesterday left me feeling like an only child, which doesn't happen very often. For those of you who don't know much about me I am the youngest of 4 girls. :\ yeah, well, enough said. But now only one sister is back, and one is coming back late tonight, and the last one hardly comes home much anymore. :(

But we love her anyways.

More of things that fill my life: music, pomegranates, facebook, (don't worry, I don't get on THAT often) food, books, poetry, socks, sweaters, and many other things.

The season now is Christmas, for those of you who still have your head in the computer. But I'm sure you know that by now. And also, with it comes the hard part of the season. Finding presents for people that they will like, use, and not just throw away when they are sure you've forgotten. I want somehow to find everyone the perfect gift, and yet at the same time, think of something that people can get me that I won't throw away when they aren't looking.

Wow, reading all that makes me sound crazy, for all its terrible ramblyness. Well, you probably have thought that about me. :D I guess I am rather so.

.:{we shall pick up an existence by its frogs}:.

of poetry

So I decided to read this book of poems. the only problem is that I am only on page 12, and there are 567 pages!!!

Here is one of my favorite poems so far.

HALFWAY DOWN

A. A. Milne

Halfway down the stairs

Is a stair

Where I sit.

There isn't any

Other stair

Quite like

It.

I'm not at the bottom,

I'm not at the top;

So this is the stair

Where

I always

Stop.

Halfway up the stairs

Isn't up,

And isn't down.

It isn't in the nursery,

It isn't in the town.

And all sorts of funny thoughts

Run round my head:

"It isn't really

Anywhere!

Its somewhere else

Instead!"

and here is another one I like.

I'D LEAVE

Andrew Lang

I'd leave all the hurry,

the noise and the fray

For a house full of books

and a garden of flowers.

Now, you may ask, why do I like those poems?

Well, the first one is just something entirely of itself. And I like it, because I wish sometimes I could be entirely somewhere else. :D

I think like that sometimes.

And the other one, because I would like to leave to a house of books and a garden of flowers to read the books in. =D those of you who know me well can testify to that!

There are many other poems that I could share with you, that I have read within those twelve pages. But I think you should just read the book yourself. Its called 'Favorite Poems Old and New'. We have had it for as long as I can remember.

This book makes me happy.

.:I wish I could close my eyes and disappear and then appear somewhere unknown way out there:.

Paragraph 2. :D

I looked at you.

You gazed back at me.

And suddenly you frowned, your brow wrinkling into a frantic, worried stare. Then I turned around, and finally saw what was causing you to worry. But I didn’t understand it. A man was buying doughnuts, and he turned to leave just as I turned to look at him. Who was he? I wondered, waist deep in thought. But it didn’t matter, for you curled a finger at the frightened waitress, and, with a fresh cup of coffee, you struck up a new conversation. But behind the smile and the words casually mentioned, I could tell that you had something to hide, and you weren’t doing a very good job to hide it.

paragraph

its not a short story and its not a narrative, so i guess i decided to call it a paragraph.

:D happy thanksgiving!!

*****

“It seems to have stopped raining,” he said, pouring a glass of the startling red cranberry juice.

He took a sip, wincing at the crisp tartness, and placed the glass before a window. The sun streaming out through the glass left a sparkling crimson stain on the table.

The man’s eyes grew bright with a spark of genius, and he proceeded to paint the random scene. Fully absorbed in his work, the yelling of neighbors through the thin walls of his rented room didn’t bother him, nothing would until he had finished. It was like that; it was always and would always be like that until he was finished. Then he would be left in depressing silence, until another startling object or idea only visible inside his mind would make its way onto the blank canvas.

11.25.09

I am sorry I have not posted anything in so long! This last Friday was the last week of ECC, and on Saturday, Elicia and I participated in a craft fair all day. Yesterday, mom and Melissa drove out to pick up Amy, and I stayed home because I was feeling bad. :( But now I am feeling better! This morning I actually slept in till 8:45!!! Hahahaha, you probably can tell I am a home schooler. :D

We do not have huge plans for Thanksgiving. We kinda forgot about inviting people over until everyone already had plans, so we are going to some people's house who invited us over. Right now Elicia is making an apple pie, which smells REALLY good. Its in the oven right now. I am glad Amy is home, but pray for her, because she had to go to the doctor this morning, and has not come home yet.

I also got my hair cut!!!!!

Its a lot shorter now, and I like it. :D

Tell me what you think!

11.7.09

I like reading books. But sometimes they get monotonous, and you can always seem to predict how they will turn out. And it gets boring.

And I have always wanted a book that explained those kind of things like Stonehenge or the lost colony of Roanoke that have 'no explanation'. So I was SO excited when Melissa introduced me to the book Here There Be Dragons. It has so many legends and myths and stories that the author, James Owen, makes seem so real! It is definitely worth reading. The second one, The Search For The Red Dragon, has the lost colony of Roanoke. I love how he weaves it all in. I look forward to reading the next two in the series. :D

Breakfast

Brown cow yogurt and fresh raspberries.... the ultimate breakfast, especially when its in an Ikea cup.

I love comments! (hint hint {long ones!!} )And I will be trying to post more often.... I have been busy with school, Facebook =D, and lots of other things.

.:On the back of a motorbike, with your arms outstretched, trying to take flight; leaving everything behind:.