Warm breezes gently breathe, stuck in stuffy nose
Yellow dust of unhatched life surf waves of the air flows
Soaking up the sun and green and reach for a tissue
I love spring, I only wish I didn’t have – achoo!
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Like a cyclops wearing an eye patch, we’ve never been able since our birth
To know what has been printed on life’s next chapter
Like a pig snuffling truffle treasure buried deep under the earth
Detectives searching for clues hinting a happily-ever-after
Like a grain of salt in a spoon of sugar, how every choice will affect
Our daily cup of tea or coffee, is an elusive mystery until
The present is a ghost, we watch curled up on the couch to reconnect
Reading the miraculous events recorded from our will
Like holes in swiss cheese, what makes or breaks an ego
Can be answered twice by what we do or what we don’t
Identity as fluid as seaweed in waves, hidden in the gutter – no.
Wait anxiously for the turn of each page? I won’t.
I will be the generator of my own word.
And my story will be heard.
Life is too short for waiting so take that pencil and write! Fill the blank pages with the future you’ve always dreamed about, because you are the only author of your personal book of life.
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I am ecstatic you have returned again
My inspiration, my friend.
Maybe you can dispel this cloud of fear,
Would you like a cup of tea, my dear?
There is a person in each person’s life
Strong in joy, and grief, and strife
Determined and free-spirited in every respect
How can anyone be that close to perfect?
A person that everyone can look up to
I want to grow and become more like you
Work will let this dream be
Then I finally see
That I am you. And that person is me.
As Whitney says, “Learning to love yourself, that is the greatest love of all.”
And in one of my favourite quotes from the movie Wreck-it-Ralph, Bad-Anon’s motto: “I’m bad, and that’s good. I will never be good, and that’s not bad. There’s no one I’d rather be than me.”
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Seems fitting for an unlucky number
Though it never was my own
But I cannot access the internet
Unless it is on loan
First world problem: forgetting your charger at school so your laptop dies. And very… slow…internet… connection. I owe a poem about a walk as today’s prompt. But what do I have to complain about, it’s the weekend!
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Sometimes I forget. And I need to remind myself.
Who asked you to train so hard to be able
to stand in turn-out by changing the natural
way our bodies are supposed to function?
Why choose to end up being exhausted,
with sore muscles, and battered up feet
at the end of the day?
How to continue your journey when many
people not part of your world don’t understand what you do
though they think they do, and base their judgment
and words on what they think wrongly
What makes you want to spend years on
the same old thing just to try to perfect
technique that cannot ever be fully perfected?
How to go through all the sweat and
tears, to get to the dream that you know
many other people around the world have
Who came up with the idea to make
something very apparently not easy, seem
effortless in front of the outsiders?
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With my birthday here, many friends have been asking me about whether I will finally get a cellphone. While I have been wishing to step down from my position of only high schooler without a cell phone in my school, it is true that I have been able to survive quite well without one (excepting the times I have said “Friend, may I borrow your phone?”).
I’m not going to preach about the health hazards of texting while driving, the harmful waves in the air that can go through your brain, or the decrease of memory power because we hear enough of that. But what I will say is I’m not sure how much influence I want a pocket device to have in my life. So without further ado, here are my five reasons to be a cell phone cynic:
1. Talk through the screen, the face don’t care
This is one of my biggest pet peeves because when you’re at a dinner, or movie, or just hanging out, there’s no point if members of the party are just going to keep their eyes glued to their screens. It’s funny that people get so preoccupied with social media and updates to connect with others when there are real people around to share a real, live conversation. I just don’t want to lose my people skills as I can be awkward enough as it is.
2. I’d rather stare at a book
Like I said, people spend quite a bit of time on their phones, checking for updates and texts, surfing the web, etc. If we add up the minutes spent on our phones every day, well, let’s just say there are many other things I can do with that time .
3. It’s not about the phone, it’s the plan
What some of my friends forget is that it’s not the Blackberry, iPhone, or Samsung Galaxy that concerns my budget, it’s the expensive monthly payments to receive services worth a decent, functioning phone (not to mention crazy contracts). Even very basic plans aren’t that cheap, they would not satisfy the full potential of a device, and if you cross a limit, watch out.
4. Better not lose it
It is another thing to keep track of, and I’m not sure that’s the best for expert on misplacing prized possessions here.
5. My wallet and iPod might feel neglected
I’m serious, they are the two things I keep on me at all times as they are basically a part of my identity. Even more so would be a phone, just take a look at this post from Pinterest:
Clearly with a cell phone you get used to some easy conveniences that become indispensable – you can get pretty personally attached.
In the end, I suppose it is everything in moderation. In these fast-paced times, a cellular phone is very handy to keep you on track as long you don’t get addicted to it. And you can get cool cases like this:
Guess I have to see how I will react and adapt if I do join the mobile device club.
On another completely off track-note, today also happens to be the day of my annual ballet exam, so wish me luck!
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What’s with the teen vocabulary of party = alcohol? Why has drinking become the main attractions to young people in a party? Why does this illegal activity have to be involved in an event to make it fun? Call me a party pooper, but I’ve never really understood why. Or rather, what for.
It seems to me that teens feel the need to live up to a certain image: to live “young, and wild, and free” and flaunt an “I-can-do-what-I-want-and-I-don’t-care” attitude to prove independence. I blame the media for creating the accepted rebellious teen that apparently everyone wants to be nowadays.
Now I’m not trying to be self-righteous or condemning; I can see the appeal in such condiments, but shouldn’t the purpose of drinking be to enjoy it, not to get drunk? Besides, most of it is not the best tasting thing in the world and who enjoys a hangover?
In addition to the scary physical effects (I cannot imagine wanting to feel detached and unconscious of my existence), there is a reputation on the line when making these decisions. There is some sort of responsibility as a student or a family member to maintain a clean image, but most of all, we owe it to ourselves. Of course, nobody wants authorities to find out and place punishment, but of a bigger concern, nobody want to be disrespected or gossiped about. It becomes a question of identity…
This is another point: I find that most people feel some sort of guilt for what they know they weren’t supposed to be doing. Instead of the initial intents to be empowering, these actions are just harmful. Teens must justify their reasoning and feel under judgment of others when in truth they are really judging themselves. They care about what the world says or thinks about them because there is something bugging their own conscience. It is what happens when teens change themselves to fit a persona that goes against their values or their own identity. Don’t let society or others influence your personal choices and surround yourselves with good people, because “those that mind don’t matter, and those that don’t mind matter.”
Then again, what do I know? I just think that all this paranoia, stress, and side effects cannot be healthy emotionally or physically, or even fun. If you really, really, truly are happy doing this stuff, by all means go ahead and live your life. And if you are the kind left feeling unsatisfied with yourself after drinking and whatnot, remember you can choose to party without the recommended extras. Whatever your choice, you will have friends, it is a matter of whether you will continue being your own best friend.
Honestly, there are tons of ways to enjoy life and fun while remembering the moments you shared with friends. And even though we all love teen power and defiance, really, what is a couple years wait?
Party in the moment as yourself.