April 19: Freaky Friday

April 19: Freaky Friday

If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?:

I wake up and see the world through my photography eyes. She loves life. She loves the sunshine. She loves love and nearly everything about life. She finds goodness in everyone and sees great things during the worst days.

If I could be someone else for a day, I’d be that girl behind the camera, lost within her passion for photography and her work. I’d be that girl who can bring smiles to everyone’s faces. I’d be the girl who smiles for real and doesn’t have to fake her happiness, because she IS happy.

For one day, I’d love to be her again. I’d love to be excited to go to class. I’d love to look forward to the next morning, or simply want to get out of bed. I’d love to want to live once again.

For one day, I’d be her. The girl I still saw glimpses of in the mirror only a couple months back. I’d still see her within my eyes. But now, she’s vanished and I cannot seem to find a single hint of her existence within me.

What if my darkness has swallowed her whole? I’d have lost that part of myself…to myself.

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November 23: I Have Confidence In Me

November 23: I Have Confidence In Me

“You’ll be fine.” “Whatever you do, I’ll be proud of you.” “Your work is always beautiful.” “You just don’t believe in yourself right now. I do.” “I’m sure whatever you do you will be proud of.”

You have so much confidence in me. When I get insecure and doubtful, I get the confidence in myself through what you see in me.

You believe I can do anything I set my mind to. You believe that as long as I try I will amaze everyone, including myself. You believe that no matter what hard situation I find myself in I will be alright. You believe in me when I can’t find the courage to.

You encourage me when I am scared to take another step forward. You support me when I’m breaking down. You are there for me when I am insecure. You fill my mind with wonderful possibilities when I’m not sure.

You’re everything my parents weren’t. You’re everything I could ask for in a friend. You’re everything I wished for in the end.

November 21: A Bird, A Plane, YOU!

November 21: A Bird, A Plane, YOU!

There’s always the typical you hear when someone is asked about superpowers.

I want to be able to fly.

I want to be able to run at the speed of light.

I want to be able to be invisible.

I want to be able to control time.

But why?

Does the person who wants to fly want to escape from the limitations they have been given?

Does the person who wants to run fast feel the need to get away from whatever it is that is holding them?

Does the person who wants to not be seen get bullied or go through something that makes them not want to be there?

Does the person who wants to control time have a memory they want to go back to, a time where everything seemed better?

There’s always a reason for wanting something…even something that they know will never happen. Superpowers will never happen, but an escape route or a better course is always given to those who pay attention.

September 30: On The Road

September 30: On The Road

Pause. Time stops.

Photography: edit the photos I’ve always wanted to edit, look through the thousands and thousands I already have, go out and take countless more.

Travel: go on that road trip with my friends we’ve been planning, go visit the different states and locations outside of our regular places, take countless of photos during all of that.

Friends: have talks we never had time for, address things we never had the chance to before, do things we might regret later on but will live for it now.

Writing: write that novel I’ve been planning for nearly a year, write those poems and short stories I’ve wanted to, spend more time proofreading and editing old writing pieces, read through my old pieces to see how much I’ve grown (as a writer and as a person).

Play. Time begins again.

September 24: Standstill

September 24: Standstill

She looks up at the sky. The sun shown brightly behind the dazed clouds. The wind brushed her hair against her skin ever so lightly. Her eyes sparkled violet blue in the sunlight…but not from happiness.

Her shoulders are wide apart. She stands up tall. Her holds her chin up to the sky. Her arms are at her side. Her feet a width apart. She looks over with emotion in her eyes….but it’s not confidence.

If I could change something, tweak something, I would change, put a little change in her future, so she would learn to trust again.

September 22: What Makes a Teacher Great

September 22: What Makes a Teacher Great

I’ve look up to teachers who have passion for the subject they teach/what they do. I looked up to those who show compassion and understanding towards their students. I love seeing teachers who are taken seriously, not because they are someone to be afraid of, but someone who has earned the respect and hearts of their students.

I think a teacher is “great” and beyond when their students:

1. Feel comfortable talking to them and getting advice from them
2. Can be themselves but still strive to be better
3. Take something real and meaningful from the class, besides the countless lessons
4. Remember the class and the memories throughout future years (in a good way)
5. Can’t stop talking about them (in a good way)
6. Respect them as a person
7. Learn the lesson without it being hammered through the skulls of their stubborn minds
8. Don’t complain about going to class (as much…because they always will)
9. Are inspired by them
10. Are respected, themselves.

September 15: Sorry, I’m Busy….

September 15: Sorry, I’m Busy….

1: Can we talk?
2(friend): What’s up?

1: I’ve been feeling…really lost.
2: What do you mean?

1: You know, throughout my life…I’ve never had the courage to be who I really am out on front.
2: Because you think people won’t accept you for who you are. Your parents put that in your head. I’ve told you. They’re wrong. You just don’t believe me.

1: It’s hard to believe something that goes against everything you’ve been taught for your entire life…
2: Whatever. I’m busy. I’ll talk to you another time

3: You okay? You look a bit pale.
1(close relative): Yeah, I’m fine. Probably just been staying up too late studying.

3: Your parents really push you to do well in school. It’s important. I agree. Just remember to take care of yourself
1: I will. Don’t worry….

3: How’s the college search anyway? Any places you want to go to?
1: I’ve looked at a couple. The ones I want to go to, my parents wouldn’t allow me to. So…I’m looking at the ones they pick out for me mostly.

3: That’s great. They’re looking out for you. I didn’t think they would have the time to even talk to you about college with work and everything.
1: Oh…they make the time.

3: You’re luckier than you realize.

1: Just got in a fight with parents. Got time to talk?
2(same friend): Sorry. I’ve been really busy. Can we talk about it another time?

1: Of course

1: Yet another argument…why can’t we just agree on something and get this whole thing over with?! It’s so tiring!

1: Hello?

1: Hey
2: Sorry can’t talk

1: -sigh- I’m so done right now…I just want to get out of here already
2: Oh come on, it’s not that bad haha you’re just overreacting

1: I don’t think I am
2: You are. I know you. Sleep on it and you’ll realize you belong there.

1: Want to go somewhere for the day? Got kicked out of the house.
2: I’ll ask my mom

2: She said no. Your parents called…great going

1: I feel so trapped here.
2: That’s what you say every single time your parents try to advise you of something. They’re only looking out for you, gosh. Do you always have to make it sound so bad?

1: I’m not trying to make it sound bad. I’m just telling you what I think.
2: I think it’s dump. You’re being ungrateful. Try seeing things from their side.

1: I do! But I can’t see the reasoning behind trying to hide their child for a lifetime
2: Then you aren’t trying hard enough

1: How can you say that? I’ve told you all the things that has happened throughout the years. I’ve told you my side of the story. I’ve told you things I never would’ve told someone else…What’s been up with you lately?
2: Because it’s true. You’re being an ungrateful little bitch!

2: Sorry, I’m busy

1: -announced dead the next week-