It's Funny, Isn't It?

It's funny, isn't it?

This was just mentioned the other day

This blog thing

and today is the day when I need to use it

Funny how these things are

It's funny, isn't it?

How quickly you go from trusting one person's words completely

to accusations and skepticism so quickly

A person you love

lies straight to your face

funny how these things work

It's funny, isn't it?

how just last week

we ordered the most important things in healthy relationships to us

my number one

is honesty

funny, isn't it?

Well, actually, it's not funny at all

It's so damn hard to think about

It's hard to confront the person

who you believe in so much

about one little thing another person has said

It's even harder

when you accuse first

when you ask that first question

"did they do what they said they did?"

and you jump to conclusions

It's funny how I am so afraid of that typical guy

that stereotypical guy who cheats and lies and never loves

it's sad how when i ask you

There really is another story

how I got thinking way to fast

It's funny how I say to myself I won't cry

But I do

But you're not mad, not upset, not scared

you tell me the truth

what really happened

you have no proof

and somehow

I totally believe you

It's funny, isn't it?

I love you so much

I could never be furious with you

I was barely mad before i talked with you

I just needed to hear what you had to say

thank you

Thank you for listening to me

and being honest

DingDongDangDAMN

It's stupid

I never believed any of it

haha it's Vermont

why should I?

Well I was wrong

It certainly is Vermont,

but I guess it's just like everywhere else

Honestly I thought I didn't care

Honestly i didn't care

Honestly I apparently only care

When someone I care about takes that road

And honestly,

I hurt

just thinking about it

I can't fix you,

I can't fix anyone.

Heck, It probably won't ever make a difference

but it sure as hell makes a difference when I can't stop thinking about it.

When i am with you

i have a blast

and it is fun

you remind me so much of him,

but you are still unique 

and i love that

but when i am with you

it makes me miss him so much more

How do I tell you

how do i say,

it doesn't matter what they think

it's just us

and we want this

How do i say

that i would never ever think of doing something like that to you

i know all to well how it feels

i wouldn't do that

i know all to well how it stings

how do i tell you

i could never love another

ever

when i can't even find the right words

to tell you

how much i  love you

How do i say this

when my brain is crowded with thoughts

thoughts of you

how long i have waited for this,

for us,

how good it feels to be here

how can i tell you this

when i am so distracted

by your eyes, your lips, your hands

intertwined within mine

how can i find the words that are lost?

that words have not yet been found

The ones to be discovered

how do i do that,

when i can think nothing

but of you

For once i had trouble finding to the words to

let you know i was going nowhere

the words to soothe you

or to let you know

i need you

how to i tell you not to worry

when all i can think of are three little words

that have to tell you all of this

in three little words

is all i can think of

is not nearly enough

but all i can think

three little words

i 

love 

you...

and more

One Ordinary Night

A girl

just a girl

a boy

just a boy

just friends

cool ocean breeze

just a breeze

the moon

just the same moon that's there every night

the earth

just the earth that keeps turning

just a small town

an ordinary town

things

just things like they're supposed to be

and suddenly

everything changes

and it is not

one ordinary night

Yourself

It's almost as it we try to hard to be different

that we are really all the same

we are really not ourselves

we are different

but not

we like the same sports... talk about the same things

we try to hard

and especially us girls

we like to gossip,

talk,

some of us more than others

and lately,

i've been finding

that apart from my close girl friends

i have more fun joking 

and laughing 

with the guys

they are so much easier to get along with

(no i actually did NOT just realize this)

It's odd

But I finally understand

What happened

Karma

The Stereotype

It is such a nasty thing

To sort one

into a group

based on one judgement

She's a loser

He's gay

It makes me cringe to think of people that use these

i just can't

and honestly, I don't really care

We're all human,

we all have our differences

Why do we need to organize one more thing

Our race is strange,

how we need everything

to be organized

to be analyzed 

to be known

to be proven

why can't we just let it be?

Audience of One

I simply love every word, every phrase, and every verse in this song.

I can still remember
The words and what they meant
As we etched them with our fingers
In years of wet cement
The days blurred into each other
Though everything seemed clear
We cruised along at half speed 
But then we shifted gears 

We ran like vampires from a thousand burning sons
But even then we should have stayed
But we ran away
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway 
But what are we running from ?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone ? 

Identities assume us 
As nine and five add up
Synchronizing watches 
To the seconds that we lost
I looked up and saw you
I know that you saw me
We froze but for a moment
In empathy 

I brought down the sky for you but all you did was shrug
You gave my emptiness away 

But you ranaway
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway 
But what are we running from ?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone ? 

We’re all ok, until the day we’re not
The surface shines, while the inside rots
We raced the sunset and we almost won
We slammed the brakes, but the wheels went on 

We ran away
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway 
But what are we running from ?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone ? 

"I Find it Kind Of Funny, I Find it Kind Of Sad" (That I am in emotional turmoil b/c of one little show about an island....)

How could you do this

i loved you so much

so cute so sweet

i thought you loved her

and what kind of sick and twisted mind would do that

there were easier ways ya know

I hate you

i used to love you

what is wrong with you?

i can't believe you

did you really think it would work out?

Did you think she would fall for that,

and forget what you have done?

Did you think that she would love you?

What did you expect?

Hah, well I'm sure you didn't expect that.

But you know what?

Even though I almost feel bad for you,

you totally deserved that

i mean,

YOU HACKING KILLED HER DAD AND YOU WERE IN COHORTS WITH THE GUY WHO KILLED YOUR MOM

BOTH OF YOUR MOM

that brings me to another topic

dude,

she's your half sister

WHAT HAS GONE WRONG

gah i'm so mad at you

so mad

so sick

so twisted

and yet,

i thought you were more

i loved you

Confrontation With A Cow

I'm jogging, and I'm very tired.

But I keep on going.

I need to do this,

Come on girl.

I start up my ipod.

Second Chance comes on

and my feet are running along

somewhat to the beat

"thump, thump, thump"

and the rain starts coming

down

down

not too heard though

I'm running past southview, past adam's house, and past lovely houses.

I make it up the hill,

it's all down from here

down 

down

and I look to my left as I am running

At the cows,

now trotting

jogging

at their dinner.

I smile.

It's so pretty right here,

and I look at one particular cow

coming closer

and closer

and it stops.

She stands there

staring at me

only a few feet away.

I stop too.

Just looking at her big, brown, beautiful eyes.

A couple seconds and a couple of cars pass

probably wondering what I'm going

Soon I start jogging back,

as does the cow for her meal is waiting.

It was like one of those moments in the movies

where the boy notices the girl

and the girl stares back

confrontation

with true love

except my confrontation

was with a cow

YES

We all struggle

as we grow

and we all learn

what we must know

Now the light is fading,

and everyone is giggling

I wonder if they really know,

that when we try to be different

we're really all the same

Does anyone else notice?

When we break free

we are really

only

kidding ourselves?

Everyone is similar

We care about the same things

Live in the same world

Laugh at the same things

Try to identify us?

We all are all grasping,

looking for a way

variety

but really

we are not

we are not

Drama

is the worst thing that could ever happen to us

and yet,

we all try to be different,

but don't we realize

we are really all the same?

By the light of the fire

I was pretty happy

and i just lied down in the grass

Hoping someone would join me

no one did

but it was fine

i looked on at my friends around the campfire

the music played again and again in my head

i looked at you

having so much fun

not a care in the world

you were an artist right then

taking pictures of the fire

and your laugh echoed

right through my hears

a sacred 

chime of bells to me

And i just stared at you

thinking

how happy i am

how happy you are

and i stared to sing out loud

"i don't see what anyone can see"

well that's certainly true i thought

as the next line formed in my mouth

"in anyone else"

"but you"

and you had no idea

what i was thinking right then

but

you probably could 

have

guessed.

<3

You also pointed out how i often complain about leaving

it's true

i don't complain too often i hope

but if i do

it's usually a pretty good reason

and then reason is

i was so happy right there

with you

with everyone

why would i want to leave that?

because  i know as soon as i do

my heart begins to yearn for you again

and i want to live in that moment

over and over

i want to stay in that happy place for ever

so if i complain about leaving,

i'm sorry

but i want 

to 

stay

with

you

To Life and Jazz

Oh yeah,

She's real smooth

We sing and we dance

We like to watch the princess bride

And no one ever comes inbetween

To the one who's always there

always listening

and always there for me

your silly and i love it

and i'm silly and you put up with it

and we are great stalker buddies

I will never forget you

I want to write about her,

the one who is always on my side

always there for advice

and to dance in the fog

I'm going to say

that you're the only person 

who has ever done those crazy things with me

running over to the elementary school

right before tech ed?

Crazy

And you,

with your perfect balance

and your smile

everything you do is just

cool

There is not one person

who you can't make laugh

And when I write about you my dear,

only good things come to mind

and one of them is windshield wipers

and cheetos.

Life with you back,

should be just as fun as it was before

Only in the evening,

and only then.

With her,

life is spazztic

and everything is funny

To look at you

is to look at someone whom i wish i saw

everyday

there is not a day that goes by

without some thought of you

and most often,

it is followed by some random outburst of laughter 

and a thoughtful loving smile upon my face

And to you,

this year has been great

i hope that more memories are to come

and i hope you never mess up that wonderful title board.

You are one of the most fantastic people i've ever met.

You act like you're not scared of anything

and you may not be

except for those darn spiders

I admire you so much

You have one of the greatest outlooks on life

I don't have a whole lot to say to you

i hope you do well next year in mmu

and i really hope you stop hitting on me in band.

I hope you two turn out well

it just works to well

and you are great

you are un-shatterable

you may not think so,

but it's true

and that voice is fantastic

you can do anything

On note you play

and my smile appears

you hair

is awesome

and your jokes

are funny

keep being you

because you are great

Sometimes Fairy-Tales Suck

So you've all seen or read about it:

the girl next door who falls in love with the guy

but the guy is dating some hot chik.

right?

Then they guy eventually realizes he's in love with the girl next door.

Lovely.

But what about the hot chik?

What if she was really nice?

What if she really loved that guy?

AND

what about the girl next door?

What if she's really whiny and annoying?

I kinda feel bad for the really hot chik.

She just got played.

No one really knows

where the rain will fall

No one really knows

what note will be played

No one really knows

where the coin will land

No one really knows

what's happening next.

No I cannot write a poem

No, I can't write a poem.

I will not write a poem.

I do not know how to write a poem. 

If I were to write a poem,

It would not be a very good poem

because some poems

can't be copied

Yay

I love friendship.

It is a wonderful thing.

Inspired By A BlogPost Comment

The story has to be different,

I'm changing it now.

This is the way it really is.

And that ways is,

Kings may love queens,

But if you want to be a hacking queen,

act like it.

Be a queen.

Find a King.

Who's stopping you?

if we're going to go around calling people serving maids,

then the serving maids might as well rebel against that stereotype

and become a queen themselves.

Then we could all have a little queen partay.

Hurray.