Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who’s not a creep.
One who’s handsome, smart, and strong
One who loves to listen long.
One who thinks before he speaks
One who’ll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he’s gainfully employed
When I spend his cash won’t be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door
Massages my back and begs to do more.
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
owl city- vanilla twilight
The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you dear
'Cause I wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
Till I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you
I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you dear
'Cause I wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
Till I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you
I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here
<3
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
just a tribute to my obsession for twilight
- Isabella Swan
Sunday, June 7, 2009
The World Famous Mud Run.
A full tablespoon of adrenaline was released into my system when it finally hit me. This was my favorite race, and this morning it was taking place. My Mom, Step-dad, and I got in the car and headed to southern California's very own military base. When I got there, I frantically searched for my cross-country friends, Mady and Jordan who claimed that they were running the race too. As i made my way to the start line (which was really crowded and about 100m long-jammed to the start-already) I saw my friend Jordan waving his arms and calling my name. He was so far up to the start, so there was no point in trying to reach him or get close enough to have a conversation, but i was happy because i at least got to see him. There was, however no sign of my best friend, Mady.
I started out so far back behind the start line with all the other slowies/walkers because i promised my mom that i would run it with her. The difference between where you start is huge. If you start where i started, then you face many delays due to crowds and walkers, and the infamous bottle-nose effect where too many people try to get through a small opening at the same time. This was the basic consistency of my race, but i was happy because i was running, getting dirty, with family, and the very noble, sturdy, and handsome men that serve our country were abundant in sight.
The race was primarily centered around mud, hence it's name. Marines were at the top of every dirt hill, squirting us with fire hoses, we climbed through tunnels, swam through lakes, and ran some very steep hills. I smirked a proud little smirk to myself as i became appreciative of the many mount sac repeats up hills i had done with my cross-country team, as i ran past everyone walking up the hill. It felt good. I felt strong. I'm not used to that feeling, since I'm always surrounded by amazingly gifted runners like Carmille Garcia and Lauren Erickson in practice. But that's the feeling you get when you start out in the back. It's refreshing to see and feel how strong you really are without comparing yourself to the gifted and talented.
Then came my 2 favorite parts- the swim across the huge stagnant lake & the hugs. It was so refreshing to rinse off after climbing walls and crawling through mud tunnels. And my all time favorite part, hugging the marines on the side of the course. It is great to see their faces as you come running, dripping in mud, with arms wide open. Most just smile and embraced me back, but a few sour fellows went "oh!" and barely tapped me on the back. It is oh-so-very worth the huge embarrassment to hug every other marine, and say to them, "Thank you for your service" and hear them say back, "You are very welcome, ma'am." It just let me take a peek into some of the bravest, most noble souls in America, and made me want to become a marine as well. That is, until my mom abruptly crushed all my hopes and dreams and said, "NO!" But I imagine I'd say that to my 15-year-old daughter, too.
All in all - The World Famous Mud Run is one to be remembered and is my favorite race for many reasons. I look forward to running it every year i can possibly make it, and i enjoy making a contribution to our very own marine corps. If you're up for a down and dirty good-'ol time, feeling patriotic, and have some free time - sign up for the mud run next year.
It's well worth it.
Thanks, mom for getting me into it, love you<33>
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