Tuesday, February 24, 2009

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That's my portfolio. My not finished, hopefully finished by Spring Break portfolio.
I really cannot tell you how much I hate graduation requirements. I wish all we had to do was get enough credits. When are we ever going to need it after graduation? Lame. Maybe they'll get rid of it like they are doing the WASL. Keep your fingers crossed :]

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So, obviously it rained today. I'm not exactly sure why, but I loved it this morning. It was kinda nice, but I'm still tired of it.

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I'd rather have this kind of weather though. I want to be able to wear shorts, a tank top, and flip flops. I want Summerrrrrrr.

Not to mention that this summer I will be free from high school.
I cannot wait.
Class of '09 <3

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Monday, February 9, 2009

One day,
at a certain time.
Everything will change
Everything will be different.
No more pain.
No more sadness.
No more death.
Only happiness.
Only smiles and hugs.
Standing there,
Oblivious.
She does her own thing, every day.
Little does she know,
someone's watching over her.
Her guardian angel.
She's safe from harm.
She's safe from all the teasing,
all the mean comments,
all the laughter.
She's not naive,
just oblivious.
She's safe for now.
It happens over and over again.
I get hurt over and over again.
When is this going to end?
Only this time, something's different.
I'm saying no, over and over.
I'm not hurting anyone this time.
I don't feel guilty.
I feel disgusted.
With you, but mostly myself.
I wish I could solve this differently.
There has got to be an easier way.
There is.
I'm leaving in a couple of months.
All this will come to an end.
I'm going away.
I'm standing there,
right by your window.
I wait for you to look outside.
I see you.
I yell hi.
You see me.
You put a smile on your face.
You're happy to see me.
You yell I love you.
Everything goes dark.

I wake up.
It was a dream, 
only a dream.
I'm hurt.
It was just a dream.
I want everything for real.
I want a hug, a kiss, an "I love you"
I want to be held, I want to feel safe again.
I want somebody to tell me everything will be alright soon.
Maybe not now,
but one day.
One day I'll have my prince.
I'm waiting.
Come find me.