on her travel called life
This is my way of living, it changes along with the things I experience.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Wow A Week Already
I can't believe its been a week already! I didnt mean for its too be this long before I posted another time but I guess I was busier than expected. This week did go by very fast though, and probably because everything was in preparation for Spring Break! WOO HOO a week off of school, and full of work. I only have Monday with no work, and will probably go work next door some. I have to admit work has gotten to be a little more stressful, but that was mostly because of situations like tonight. I had two guys come and sit at the bar, which is when I serve them. I worked very hard on keeping them happy and making sure they had everything they needed for them to leave absolutely no tip, but they did tell me thank you for being so helpfull :/ But sometimes stuff like that happens, and then you karma will balance things out and give a much better tip another time (: I have been working late a lot lately too, which has been good because the more hours worked, the more MONEY made ((: I will have to remember to get on here more often. leacyy
Sunday, March 27, 2011
New Decisions
I have made a decision today to make this some what of a little info. about me kind of like a little journal to the world! Since I have recently or some what recently deleted my facebook it makes it some what hard for the rest of my family to keep up with me so I am thinking this would be a good way for them to check up on my as they please! Today I had to work, and had to stay in late. Funny thing is that I love it! Most people would think that I am CRAZY for saying that. However being a hostest I get to linger, and do whatever is needed. Today, I did the register, I was a waitress, I was a bus girl, I was a seater. I did whatever they needed, because truely that is what the hostest job is. I also like this because I get so much interaction with people, this gives me not only interaction with my amazing co-workers, but the people coming in the store. I'll admit some are a little rough, but most of the time I just take it as entertainment. Today I broke my first salt shaker, and one of my co-workers reminded me, it won't be my last either. (: Overall I had a great night though, did pretty decent with tips, due to helping bus tables and got home in time to blog some before I went to sleep. So goodnight wonderful world! leacy
Saturday, March 26, 2011
I haven't been on, in awhile :/
I am so sorry I haven't posted anything in awhile, but I am back!
So here are some catch up poems, the dates are on top of them for when I wrote them!
December 28, 2010
The first time I fell for you,
I didn't know what I was getting into,
You walked into my life just as fast,
As you walked in.
The second time I fell for you,
I fell slowly,
I walked into you life,
with passion and love.
January 15, 2011
Sometines you just want the wind to stop,
And the rain to calm down,
The lightning to pause,
and the thunder to get quite.
When it doesn't. . . .
Second best,
Is your ipod,
On shuffle preferably,
Turned up as loud as it can go.
March 23, 2011
I cry sometimes
Not even knowing why,
I begin to wonder,
The past flashes through my mind.
I put all the pieces together,
and realize that even thought it's in the past,
It can still hurt.
Sometimes that's the worst pain of all.
March 23, 2011
A never ending search,
I can never have enough,
Of this ever changing touch,
The rush of pain at the end,
Increasing with every new one.
It sucks that I couldn't find any happy ones really :/ Don't think that my life has completely sucked since I have been on here it's just been busy.
So here are some catch up poems, the dates are on top of them for when I wrote them!
December 28, 2010
The first time I fell for you,
I didn't know what I was getting into,
You walked into my life just as fast,
As you walked in.
The second time I fell for you,
I fell slowly,
I walked into you life,
with passion and love.
January 15, 2011
Sometines you just want the wind to stop,
And the rain to calm down,
The lightning to pause,
and the thunder to get quite.
When it doesn't. . . .
Second best,
Is your ipod,
On shuffle preferably,
Turned up as loud as it can go.
March 23, 2011
I cry sometimes
Not even knowing why,
I begin to wonder,
The past flashes through my mind.
I put all the pieces together,
and realize that even thought it's in the past,
It can still hurt.
Sometimes that's the worst pain of all.
March 23, 2011
A never ending search,
I can never have enough,
Of this ever changing touch,
The rush of pain at the end,
Increasing with every new one.
It sucks that I couldn't find any happy ones really :/ Don't think that my life has completely sucked since I have been on here it's just been busy.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
one day
she wakes up every morning,
looks up to the sky,
and asks the question why,
why i am here.because she cant hear an answer
she runs,
runs from the person that she was built to be.
one day,
one day she falls,
looks up to the sky and asks why?
she hears this booming voice,
saying because you can finally hear my voice.
she gets up, shaking,
looking at all the cuts,
healing in seconds notice,
but staying as scars.
because even though she has stopped running,
she still ran once.
so now when she stands next to him
she will remember the scars,
and the running.
looks up to the sky,
and asks the question why,
why i am here.because she cant hear an answer
she runs,
runs from the person that she was built to be.
one day,
one day she falls,
looks up to the sky and asks why?
she hears this booming voice,
saying because you can finally hear my voice.
she gets up, shaking,
looking at all the cuts,
healing in seconds notice,
but staying as scars.
because even though she has stopped running,
she still ran once.
so now when she stands next to him
she will remember the scars,
and the running.
Monday, November 23, 2009
that happy song
is it so bad that i need a happy song everyonce in awhile,
espically after all of what has happened.
but it wont be so bad,after all thats why i listen to the happy songbecause life will go on,
weither i want it too,
or not.
notes moving through me
you know that song that when you hear it,
your skin tingles
all over your body,
you feel these little prickles run through you.
you start to sing the words.
and it just makes things worse,
the best part that you know it will be just the same the next time that you hear it.
the song it matches you,
it feels your pain and your happiness,
it flows out in beautiful sounds,
you just want to sit and listen to it,
for hours and hours.
I'm not sure I like the end, but it was all I could come up with sorry I havent been writing much lately have been very busy
your skin tingles
all over your body,
you feel these little prickles run through you.
you start to sing the words.
and it just makes things worse,
the best part that you know it will be just the same the next time that you hear it.
the song it matches you,
it feels your pain and your happiness,
it flows out in beautiful sounds,
you just want to sit and listen to it,
for hours and hours.
I'm not sure I like the end, but it was all I could come up with sorry I havent been writing much lately have been very busy
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
its all good (:
this feeling i get once i hit that play button,
the music starts out quite,
but that doesnt last long,
everytime the bass hits,
its like one of my problems fading away.
the best cure to how you made me feel is,
too dance around to all the songs that remind me that i dont care.
truefully im not sad anymorethose feelings are long gone,
only the words are still there.
just had a little fun playin with words the other night and wrote these.
the music starts out quite,
but that doesnt last long,
everytime the bass hits,
its like one of my problems fading away.
the best cure to how you made me feel is,
too dance around to all the songs that remind me that i dont care.
truefully im not sad anymorethose feelings are long gone,
only the words are still there.
just had a little fun playin with words the other night and wrote these.
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