January 1, 2012.
"It's the first day of the new year. New me." Yeah.... well I still like the "old" me.
"This will be the year. This is the one. It's gonna be different." I've totally said this before. Probably more than once or twice.
"Day one of my weight loss challenge!" Ok. Statistics show it works for the first 30 days. Gyms are packed at ALL hours of the day. But it starts dying out late January, and gradually continues for 3-4 more months later.
No doubt those are all common phrases we've heard or even have said ourselves when the new year rolls around. Maybe even some of us have actually stuck to a "resolution" made at the beginning of the new year.
Yet, I have found if you set a realistic, short-term goal, you're more than likely to achieve it. Especially if it's written out, you can visually see what you're trying to achieve and remind yourself that there's something there that needs to get done. Set goals, don't make resolutions. Goals are more realistic.
Mine?
Get back in school.
New car in 6 months.
Move out in a year.
On the other hand, why must it be a "new year" to make changes to our lifestyles?
I'm not worried about the world ending in 2012. It will end itself when it's good and ready and no one will know. We should live every day like it's our last. There might be a day where it is our last. Regardless about your take on religion, your beliefs, lets live our lives like every day is a blessing. Every day is a gift.
2011. You were decent to me for the most part. I lost my grandfather, a man I cherished and loved so much, in a way I never would have imagined. I took some risks. I made some mistakes. I became more patient and positive. I learned to let love in. I let go of the negative relationships, made extraordinary new ones, and rekindled cherished old ones.
My wish for 2012?
Let's love like crazy, take lots of pictures, laugh more, have little moments, big moments, spend more time with our family, our friends. Say, "I love you" like you mean it, whenever you mean it. And just maybe, somewhere in all of this, the greatness we have sought our whole lives will emerge, and our light will shine to the world. Positive thoughts create positive energy, so it's time to be positive. The time is now. It always has been.
Write Right Now
Words tell many stories.. Here's mine...
What About Me?
- MissK505
- I'm a writer. End of story. Actually, the beginning, but close enough. I discovered my talent around the age of 12 though I did not fully put it to the test until my sophmore year of high school. It was an English teacher who recognized my talents and help me push to be better. I took a poetry class in college that opened my eyes up to the world of poetry. I learned many forms, as well as exercised them. August 13, 2007: a day that has changed me forever. You see, I lost my best friend that day; 14 years gone and all I'm left with is memories. With that being said, my writing went MIA for three years, and now, it's SO much different then what it used to be. Take it or leave it; you need my words in your life.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Temptation
Temptation/If there was a picture/It’d be yours painted next to the definition/I’m a painter/Creating and using my own foundation/I paint pictures for later/For the haters/Because without them who would truly care?/Look/Don’t judge me for what I wear/How I do my hair/You know nothing, get outta here/I’m more of a man/Than some dudes that have a ehmm in their pants/I’m lethal with a pen in hand/Romantic when I’m holdin’ hands/Sometimes I think I can/Than reality sets in/And really all we can ever do is kick it/No kissin’/Not even touchin’/Only lust, no lovin’/Yeah I don’t know what I’m missin’/And leading you on isn’t my intention/Somethin’ so complex it feels like a mission/Submission/WWE/The way you are/It’s somethin’ oh so sweet/tea/It’s killin’ me softly/Kisses on my cheek sendin’ through volts of electricity/Finally/Someone who gets my personality/Who’s not rushin’ me/goin’ with the flow like the Mississippi/Not with overflow/Slow goin’/Paddle boat/Just so you know/I’ve clarified/Invested the time tellin’/I’m not sure what’s on my mind but I’m tryin’/Maybe the effort isn’t as concerted as you’d like it/But I’m tryin’/For once I’m not denyin’/Maybe I’m just buyin’ time/Yeah right/Isn’t that somethin’ we’d all like to try?/ Lies/ They’re easier to tell than the truth/From day one I promised you/Honesty/ And honestly, I’ve been doin’ pretty good/So it seems/ But beauty/ Is in the eye of the beholder and everything/ So I’ll just keep painting/ You just keep standing/ Still/ If you will/ No sudden movements/ You might just send me to the moon/ When you walk into the room/ Who am I kiddin’/ You do/I keep tryin' to resist/ And that’s why you’re temptation
Friday, June 24, 2011
6.24.2011
Rolled up a blunt
yeah I know that's a bit blunt
maybe even a bit dunce
but just once
I'd like you all to see
the places that aren't meant to be seen
that inner me
have you questioning my authority
respectfully
I'm not asking you to get on your knees
I'm asking you to pay attention to me
It's easier to have ya eyes instead of ya ears
but when you've been gone 3 years
dodging the leers of the haters is ridiculous
Yeah
it's not exactly my kind of poetry
but I'll take what I can get since it's me
I'm still me
a wise sage indeed
twenty-four, and I'm knockin' on everyone's door
I just need some support
Like I'm in rehab and you're my consultant
It's gorgeous
Like when you throw on a record
A new CD
Pick out every lyric
Imagining the paper scribbled on with a pen
Maybe it's just me
Maybe that's just what I see
Yeah, I feel the beats,
but it's the words that get me.
yeah I know that's a bit blunt
maybe even a bit dunce
but just once
I'd like you all to see
the places that aren't meant to be seen
that inner me
have you questioning my authority
respectfully
I'm not asking you to get on your knees
I'm asking you to pay attention to me
It's easier to have ya eyes instead of ya ears
but when you've been gone 3 years
dodging the leers of the haters is ridiculous
Yeah
it's not exactly my kind of poetry
but I'll take what I can get since it's me
I'm still me
a wise sage indeed
twenty-four, and I'm knockin' on everyone's door
I just need some support
Like I'm in rehab and you're my consultant
It's gorgeous
Like when you throw on a record
A new CD
Pick out every lyric
Imagining the paper scribbled on with a pen
Maybe it's just me
Maybe that's just what I see
Yeah, I feel the beats,
but it's the words that get me.
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