our dreams... the strength in three's

we dont do it because its fun.
in fact, if you asked any one of us, we would say we hate it.
several hours in the wind and cold. bloody fingers. stinging faces. cold muscles.
you call us suicidal.
we would agree.
ask us why we do it?
simple.
we need it. it runs through us. every hill. every sprint. every step.
we crave it.
desire it.
even depend on it.
Because somewhere, we know it's in us.
yes, it beats us up, kicks us around, and puts us down time after time again.
but it's there. and in our hearts, its what we want more then anything else in the world.
it's the promise,
the desire,
the strength
to be
a milisecond faster,
a centimeter farther,
a fraction closer
to our dreams.

a meried of things to look forward to!

ok its been over 24 hours and i MISS HIM!!
ahh thanksgiving is in four days! yay!!
everywhere you go is sooo crowded... tis the season i guess.
im excited for christmasss!
im also VERYYY excited for tonight. (im making brownies, and theyre going to be delishhhh)
hanging with some people. then track tomorrow.
so i'll probably be back in alittle

friday atlast

FINALLY FRIDAYY!! omg longest week of my lifeee! but it all pays off in the end. just got done track. i like it alot, but im exxhaussttedddd. we run so much. tonight im just spending time with my best friend in the world. pretty chill. we'll see what this weekend brings.

keep up

so. today was an awesome day! (despite that its a monday)
i had my first track practice ever! i wasnt completely sure what event i wanted to do, (well i had kindof an idea) so i just went with all the sprinter people. i got put on team 1 with three other girls. it was really hard because they're really fast but it was also reallllly fun! really. the other girls on my team are super nice and we spend most of the time talking and laughing. you know how you can just instantly click with some people? i hope to get better times next time. im less then a second behind them. oprah says writing down your goals helps you accomplish them! so thats my goal right now... to keep up!

forever

Burried deeply beneath
the layers upon layers of today
shaping every single day
into our own stories
our own lives.

Lost in the path
of the ultimate journey,
our ultimate plan,
stolen from the stars

sitting in the worlds unknown.
Captured moments from galaxies
of nothing.
Lost sprinkles of time
from memories forgotten
and pictures untold,

words unsolved
mysteries left dull.
Look back to the black
and beyond to the gold.

Happy travel of yesterdays'
meanlingless tales.
Tales of the future's
dull mysteries
and the present's
unrevealed strokes.

The masterpeice of a lifetime
shedding the sticky peeling layers of today
and coated in the thick undefined shape
of forever.



Instead of writing something new which i clearly cant do (see last post) i decided to work on my other stuff. its weak but it's getting there. im not too crazy about the ending...

my screwed up brain

WRITERS BLOCK. writers block. WrItErS bLoCk. bleh bleh. WRITERSBLOCK WRITERSBLOCK WRITERSBLOCK. writers block. ~~~~~~ &&& ***** <<<>>><<<>>><<<>>><<<>>> %%%%%%%%%% \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
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my feelings are completely numb right now. aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhaahhhhhhhhhhahahahah hate this.
this is what about five pages of my journal looks like. yep im cool. i wish i could doodle. (())((()))(((())))((((())))) aaaaaaaaaaah
writers block.

?

t is right. he's in my head 24/7.
his eyes can brighten my day. just seeing his name on the front screen of my phone gets my stomach all fluttery. i love when he talks to me. i love when he looks at me.
so why cant i decide whether i like him or not?