Color story

Today, i am feeling blue. My curtains are shut and the world has stopped moving. The sky no longer has color and the sun is hiding behind the thick storm clouds. I am laying in my bed staring at the galaxy painted on my ceiling, i wish i could be there right now. Floating amongst the sapphire stars and dancing around the planets. The air kicks on and i am hit with a icy cold breeze on my cheek and so i sink further and further under the sheets. Hours pass and i decide to crawl out of my cave and into my bathroom. I stare directly into my bottomless crystal eyes and i pull my hair into a bun on the top of my head. Now i can see my face, pale and freckly. I walk out of my bathroom into the kitchen, which is painted the color that the sky should be. I grab a box of blueberries and the almond milk out of the fridge to make a late breakfast to eat before i decide to join the real world. I eat slowly as i watch outside the clouds coming towards me at a fast pace, i can see the end of this storm and this is when i decide that today i am going to go out and get rid of this feeling.

The grass is finally green after a long winter, the flowers are finally blooming, and the trees are filling. I breathe in a deep breath of the fresh air and i feel the weight on my shoulders become a little lighter. I walk down the side walk looking at all of the clovers that scatter along the yards, it brings me back to the hours i would spend trying to find one with four leaves because i could use all the luck i could get. I finally make it to my spot, my safe space. A small mossy pond with a little dock that leads out to the middle. Its a couple blocks from my house and i'm not too sure how many people know about it but i think its beautiful. I sit cross legged in the middle of the dock on a rusty bench and i take in my surroundings.

I see the bright oranges in the sky which means the sun is starting to set. I didn't realize how long i had been here but i'm glad i did because i feel a lot brighter. I stand up and i wipe away the rust from my jeans and i walk back to my house. The golden sun was disappearing quicker and quicker. I made it home before the sun was completely non existent. The sunset became a burnt color and it was amazing. I go inside and i fix a quick sweet potato dinner before i leave to go to work. I put on my tangerine polo and i am out the door.

Bright city lights, purples and reds pass by as i drive down the main road. I love night life, its so much prettier than how it is in daylight.

This is...

This is my little sister
the youngest of the three of us
the only one with short brown curly locks
eyes, dark brown as can be
but her eyes are so bright and full of laughter
she could get a laugh out of anyone

This is my oldest sister
she often wears hats like mama
she is protective and knows how to make care of us
tall and linky, she is the tallest in her class
she can be stern but she has a heart of gold

This is me
tight golden locks and bangs
even with such light hair, i am the black sheep
i like to run barefoot and throw my paint at canvas'
i like to be different

but together we are the best of friends

Reel life

My favorite movie has always been "My Girl", I've loved this movie since i was a little girl and i would watch it with my dad. I don't watch it very often but when i do it always brings me back to the nights that i would watch it over and over and over again.  I love this movie because I always have the same emotions every time i see it even though i know what is going to happen, it's definitely a tear jerker but a feel good movie as well.
I am not a big fan of feel good movies, they are just extremely boring to me because i love being so into a movie that i get an adrenaline rush but with these types of movies, i don't get that feeling. Which this is strange cause my favorite movie is a feel good movie. I also don't like old western shows and movies because when i was younger my grandpa made me sit and watch old western movies for hours and hours. So now i refuse to watch any show or movie that is considered an old western movie.
I don't watch movies very often because i have a very short attention span and i get bored very quickly and i usually don't finish the movie. The only time that i do sit and finish movies are if there is an amazing plot and i'm very into whatever is going on. When i watch movies its usually in my own house, i'm not a big fan of movie theatres' because of how restless i get or i fall asleep cause of how dark it is in there.
The environment that i'm usually in when i watch movies is when i am eating a meal and i am with other people around me, whether that is my friends or family. I usually watch movies when i'm eating a meal because it gives me a reason to sit down for a longer period of time with the other people around me.
This survey said pretty much everything i expected it to, it said that i love horror and action movies because i love the adrenaline rush that comes along with those types of movies. It also said that i sometimes enjoy sad or movies that make you feel, which is sometimes true but i only watch these types of movies maybe once a year and i can only watch those types of movies alone or i don't get as engaged into the movie.
If there was a movie that was made about me i would want Jennifer Lawrence to play me because of her raw humor that she uses in all of her roles. Yes, she is a lot older than i am but i don't mind. A main plot that i might have is just my overall high school expirience, i've had some crazy things happen to me, good and bad, and i feel like if i were to pick a period in my life to make into a movie that would be it.

Flea Market Photos

This picture was taken of Jack and Emma Ellsworth in 1930, this is the year that marks their 50th anniversary. The first time they met was in a restaurant, Emma was a waitress and Jack was a usual at this particular restaurant and he was very interested in Miss Emma. So every Tuesday night he would come in and sit at his usual spot in the back corner and request Emma as his waitress. He ordered the same dish and told her the same jokes every time. She would laugh, even if it wasn't funny and she would stay close to talk to him. One night, 51 years before this picture was taken, he had finally built enough courage to ask her on a date. Of course she said yes and that day marks the first day of the rest of their lives together. They got married exactly a year later, down to the day. Their wedding was outdoors and it was such a beautiful warm spring day, all the flowers had bloomed and there were lilies and daisies everywhere.

Color Collage Poem

When i was a young girl i would run around the back yard filled with bright colored dandelions
I would run with my eyes closed and the hot sun shining on my freckled face
The glares that shine on the outside of my mustard colored circle sunglasses
would blind me when i would look down at the ground to make sure i didn't trip on my shoelaces
Later on that day after i took my bath, i would sit in my duckling towel
waiting for my pajamas to run through the dryer so they'd be nice and warm during the cold nights
And once i would put on my pajamas and drank my glass of warm apple cider
I would sit around the warm yellow-orange fire with my dog Rascal and i would remember how bright that day was.

Dream marks on my pillow

Lying awake at 2:00 AM, staring at the ceiling thinking endlessly about anything and everything. So deep in thought, all i see are the images flashing across my vision of all the memories and thoughts and future planning. Colors dance back and forth and my breathing slows because i am at peace. I feel as if i have the whole world figured out and that life just needs to be lived to its fullest. Pins and needles run through my body because i have not even thought about changing positions. And soon enough I have fallen into a deep sleep. I dream the most beautifully chaotic dreams of climbing the tallest mountain and once i'm at the top i fall miles and miles into a foggy wonderland. I dream of traveling the seas and I am standing on the front of the ship with the mist blowing into my face and I sail straight down into the deepest ocean. The farther and farther down i go, the deeper i fall into sleep. Its all so real to me in the moment and i take it all in. and i am alone. But i am peacefully alone at 2:07 AM.

Caged Bird- inspired piece

Flying away from the place I call home
Working hard through the winds and the storms
To eventually find paradise
A place where you can fly free
A place of beauty, peace, and opportunities
Sure, I will be away from a place I know
A place of security and normalcy
But everyday I question "do i want normal or routine?"
Or do i want experience
A new place to spread my wings and reinvent myself
To go through new hardships and bumps in the way
In order to become who i am supposed to be
I have made my decision
and i soon will be
Flying away from the place i call home.

Swim Team (photos of the millenium)

As i was growing up I tried many, many different sports including; Volleyball, soccer, basketball, gymnastics, cheer and so on. Eventually i learned that i'm not very athletic and i suck at most sports that require good hand eye coordination, running, and decent balance. So pretty much all sports. But i really wanted to do some type of sport no matter what it was and be apart of a team. One day in 1st grade a girl that i sat by was talking about her swim meet that she had that previous Saturday and instantly i was interested. I asked her what seemed to be billions of questions about competitions and where she practiced and what its like to be on the swim team. That moment i knew i was going to join the swim team. I started swim a week later but i had to do classes before i could join the team. I worked so hard in each class so that i could keep moving up and finally a month later i was on the team. I felt so free and calm when i swam, i ever wanted to leave and believe it or not i was pretty good at it. Going into the locker rooms there were pictures of swimmers and motivational quotes below them and i just remember that i was so inspired by Michael Phelps and how many medals he has won in the Olympics and his insane motivation was inspiring to me. I will always remember the quote underneath his picture; "You can't put a limit on anything. The more you dream, the farther you get." I continued swim for the next 11 years, there were bittersweet memories from swim, a love-hate relationship but i always dreamt of being the best i can be.

If i were in charge of the world...

If i were in charge of the world
I'd cancel unnecessary sequels,
waiting in airports,
the feeling of being unbearably full, and also
being cold

If i were in charge of the world
there'd be Sunday morning cartoon marathons everyday,
bigger smiles, and
and unlimited Chinese food.

If i were in charge of the world
you wouldn't have road rage.
you wouldn't have liars.
you wouldn't have crocs.
or over produced modern pop music.

If i were in charge of the world
sour patch watermelons mixed with the sour patch mixed berry
would be a vegetable.
Naps would be longer.
And a person who constantly fidgets and jiggles their knee
would still be allowed to be
in charge of the world.

Favorite sound (Dream thread)

We talk restlessly until the sun rises over the trees. It was just me and my grandmother sitting on the front porch at her house in Brasil. You could hear the humming of the bugs that would fly past your ear and the chirping crickets in the distance. The warm mugs of hot cocoa were keeping my hands toasty and the knitted blanket over my shoulders was keeping out the slight breeze that was in the air. She has the best laugh and it was contagious, anyone in the same room as her would always join along in laughter and that is my favorite thing about her. No matter how i feel in the moment, she can always put a smile on my face. We had been up the whole night and she told me stories of her childhood growing up in Crane, Missouri and her high school experiences. They were all so interesting and way different from mine. Its hard to relate to her experiences but i still love listening. We continued giggling and sharing until we finally saw the dark blues of the sky fading into a beautiful vibrant orange, and i have never seen a sunset so amazing. I embraced the moment and took a deep breath, so did my grandma. We looked at each other and instantly started laughing again and that's when i realized its my favorite sound in the world.

Paint chip poems

An English county
Lively but grey as can be
She stood staring far

A windstorm is coming
Whistles and swirls pass by her
She continues to stare

Everyone runs past
And as the wind grows stronger
Motionless she stares








S- itting on a bed of grass
O- n a warm summer
F- riday
T- elling a story to
M- y friend
E- dward
A- bout how beautiful the world around them was
D- elighted he smiled and laughed and
O- n this warm summer day
W- e smiled and laughed lying in the soft meadow