Bits and pieces float around.
They scream loudly,
block out everything else.
Difference between right and wrong
isn't important,
among the whispers.
Words are simply
thrown about,
no thought put into them.
There is no destination.
Whatever is heard
immediately spreads.
An immense wildfire
burns holes
deep and black.
What started out as small,
harmless, and insecure,
is now a raging inferno.
Monday, August 12, 2013
Sunday, August 11, 2013
I Love Reading, but...
I don't know whether the books for summer reading are all generally boring or if its just the fact that I'm basically forced to read the books that's making summer reading so irritating. I have to read The Poison Wood Bible and Jane Eyre for AP English. I'm not really enjoying them. Actually, that's not entirely true. I haven't read Jane Eyre yet.
I mean, The Poison Wood Bible was okay, but I didn't understand all the religious references. I'm not particularly religious myself so I feel like I'm at a disadvantage here. Hopefully all the metaphors and symbolism I found isn't completely off because there aren't any religious references. I just have to wait two weeks to find out I suppose.
Now I'm starting Jane Eyre. It seems like it will be interesting.
It's such torture to be forced to read books that I didn't originally want to read when there are a whole shelf of books I want to read sitting right next to me calling my name.
"Read us? Read us, please? We are so lonely sitting here on this shelf."
Aww, those poor books! They just have to wait until after I finish my summer reading assignments. As hard as it is to ignore their pleading...
I mean, The Poison Wood Bible was okay, but I didn't understand all the religious references. I'm not particularly religious myself so I feel like I'm at a disadvantage here. Hopefully all the metaphors and symbolism I found isn't completely off because there aren't any religious references. I just have to wait two weeks to find out I suppose.
Now I'm starting Jane Eyre. It seems like it will be interesting.
It's such torture to be forced to read books that I didn't originally want to read when there are a whole shelf of books I want to read sitting right next to me calling my name.
"Read us? Read us, please? We are so lonely sitting here on this shelf."
Aww, those poor books! They just have to wait until after I finish my summer reading assignments. As hard as it is to ignore their pleading...
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
I. Miss. Camp.
It's true. I really, really, miss it. It was only a week, but still. You'd be surprised by how much you can get to know people in a week.
This is the perfect opportunity for another quote!
This is the perfect opportunity for another quote!
I should. True that the best week of my summer vacation is over and it's upsetting, but I should smile because it was a great experience full of so many memories.
So smile and look on the bright side of things!
That's my inspiration/positive/spreading of happiness quote for today.
Enjoy.
Monday, August 5, 2013
One Kind Word...
This is entirely true! Someone I met at camp stopped me before I checked out on the last day and told me how I am such a sweet, kind, unique person, and that they enjoyed being able to spend a week getting to know me. Those few simple words made me smile for the rest of the day because they made me feel great about myself. Even now it makes me smile! This just proves how saying something, even just one kind word, can make someone happy. And who doesn't love to smile and be happy? :)
Quotes and Inspirational Things
I must admit...I spend quite a bit of time on Pinterest. I mainly pin quotes that really stand out to me. There's just something about certain quotes that make me think about them and reflect back on my own life. That's why I wanted to add in a "Quote" section on my blog because sometimes it's all you need to make you feel better about yourself or to give you something to smile about. I know that for me personally I always feel great when I come across a positive quote so that's something I'd like to share with others too. :)
Struggle
Poverty walks the streets,
sullen and alone,
looks for any morsel of food.
No job,
no house,
no clothes except for the rags on his back.
Poverty gazes across town
at the bright lights,
the mansions Wealth possesses.
Owner of a big business,
three-story house,
expensive designer clothes draped over his shoulders.
Wealth passes Poverty on the streets,
walks faster to avoid being seen
next to such a disgrace.
Poverty has goals of his own,
dreams to do great things in life,
to be successful.
While Poverty struggles everyday
to take a step closer to his dreams,
Wealth simply enjoys all he has without effort.
sullen and alone,
looks for any morsel of food.
No job,
no house,
no clothes except for the rags on his back.
Poverty gazes across town
at the bright lights,
the mansions Wealth possesses.
Owner of a big business,
three-story house,
expensive designer clothes draped over his shoulders.
Wealth passes Poverty on the streets,
walks faster to avoid being seen
next to such a disgrace.
Poverty has goals of his own,
dreams to do great things in life,
to be successful.
While Poverty struggles everyday
to take a step closer to his dreams,
Wealth simply enjoys all he has without effort.
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Vermont Summer Academy
I'm back home after spending one of the best weeks of my life in Vermont. I went to a summer camp at Green Mountain College and all I can say is that words can't ever sufficiently describe how amazing it truly was. It was a relaxing week where I could get away from stress and have some fun. I made a ton of new friends who I miss already and it's only been one day away from them all! Every day I had a group of people to talk to about anything whenever I wanted to. It was comforting to have such kind people around me. I loved how nobody formed separate cliques. The whole camp came together as one so nobody was ever left out or lonely. The environment was an accepting one so everyone felt like they belonged there.
Class was for six hours a day with lunch in between. There were only three students in my Creative Writing class which I actually preferred because it made it more personal to get to know everyone individually as a writer, and it was more comfortable to share work with the group. I was so used to having different rules and restrictions for writing that I felt free when the teacher basically said that anything we wrote was acceptable and there weren't any restrictions on creativity in the class. I thought he was a wonderful writing teacher for that. Creativity just happens when I write and having restrictions interrupts it. Another big thing he emphasized was that the best thing a writer can do is to get out and observe everything around them. It makes a stronger writer when they are able to write about what they know and observe. I completely 100% agree with that.
I got to get a feel for college and dorm life that week. Specifically life at Green Mountain College. I was already planning on applying there before but after this experience I am definitely sure about it. This is my top choice for college right now. It's perfect for me because the campus and class sizes are small and the teachers actually care about your education rather than at a giant university where I would just be another face in the crowd. I love their mission to be environmentally friendly on campus. The organic farm where nothing is grown with pesticides is right up my alley too.
Each day was absolutely amazing. I'm glad I went against all my fears about trying something new. I walked into camp feeling nervous and doubtful. I walked out with more confidence and a ton of new friends. :)
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| Green Mountain College |
Class was for six hours a day with lunch in between. There were only three students in my Creative Writing class which I actually preferred because it made it more personal to get to know everyone individually as a writer, and it was more comfortable to share work with the group. I was so used to having different rules and restrictions for writing that I felt free when the teacher basically said that anything we wrote was acceptable and there weren't any restrictions on creativity in the class. I thought he was a wonderful writing teacher for that. Creativity just happens when I write and having restrictions interrupts it. Another big thing he emphasized was that the best thing a writer can do is to get out and observe everything around them. It makes a stronger writer when they are able to write about what they know and observe. I completely 100% agree with that.
I got to get a feel for college and dorm life that week. Specifically life at Green Mountain College. I was already planning on applying there before but after this experience I am definitely sure about it. This is my top choice for college right now. It's perfect for me because the campus and class sizes are small and the teachers actually care about your education rather than at a giant university where I would just be another face in the crowd. I love their mission to be environmentally friendly on campus. The organic farm where nothing is grown with pesticides is right up my alley too.
Each day was absolutely amazing. I'm glad I went against all my fears about trying something new. I walked into camp feeling nervous and doubtful. I walked out with more confidence and a ton of new friends. :)
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