I spent majority of my morning enjoying my porch and the weather outside! It has been below freezing all week in New Mexico! To top it off, we suffered a gas shortage. But back to why I was outside. I'm just sitting there jamming out and I get to thinking about thinking..
-About making a list to give a few thoughts.
-About what I'm wearing for the day
-My choice of music; rap is the frequent genre but there are many others. I'm always open to music.
-About walking to the park by my work, running around it during my break, then go back. All sweaty but who am I impressing?
-Pastor Steve and the letter I want to write to him.. that thought makes me laugh
-About friendship and how I'm not exactly the good friend people say I am
-About how I can do better in that aspect
-These crazy dreams about being a rapper
-About Gangsta Chris
-How Facebook has become this networking site for public conversation as opposed to picking up the phone or texting for such an intimate conversation.
-How a blog like this works because anyone can do exactly what I'm doing; documenting a thought.. or in my case, thoughts
-How does NM have a gas shortage when we're one of the largest suppliers of natural gas?
-About the way my "poetry" is now; it's almost like I've forgotten how to do it any way else when in reality there are hundreds of ways to document a thought
-About how I say I'm gonna write that best-selling novel and I haven't sat down to document a single thought even though I've had hundreds.
-About how I tweet a lot because there's a way to document a thought right away
-About the three books I've started reading but have slowly declined in
-About how I need to get ready
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.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
For the Soldiers...
As I sit here, thinking about soldiers, I'm safely secure inside my home, watching T.V, and dressed comfortably. If I want to eat, I just get up and walk to the kitchen and choose from a variety of options; hot, cold, healthy, junky. I have many liberties.
Yet, thousands of miles away, across an ocean, in countries dominated my terrorism and different forms of government, sit Americans, with orders that we can only imagine. At the same time, we can only imagine what they are going through. Roadside bombs, not knowing if that really is an innocent child, bullets whizzing by; some of the few things that go on. We forget about psychological impacts. PTSD does exist, and in the case of our soldiers, ignorance is not bliss.
Soldiers are fighting the frontlines of our freedom. WE CAN NOT FORGET THEM! Soldiers die everyday FOR US and I think it's time we do something FOR THEM.
To all the soldiers, to my friends who serve, to all who serve, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Keep your head low and your spirits high.
Yet, thousands of miles away, across an ocean, in countries dominated my terrorism and different forms of government, sit Americans, with orders that we can only imagine. At the same time, we can only imagine what they are going through. Roadside bombs, not knowing if that really is an innocent child, bullets whizzing by; some of the few things that go on. We forget about psychological impacts. PTSD does exist, and in the case of our soldiers, ignorance is not bliss.
Soldiers are fighting the frontlines of our freedom. WE CAN NOT FORGET THEM! Soldiers die everyday FOR US and I think it's time we do something FOR THEM.
To all the soldiers, to my friends who serve, to all who serve, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Keep your head low and your spirits high.
Friday, December 31, 2010
2010
As I sit here in the final minutes of 2010, I find it a bit cliche that I am reflecting on the year. Yet, I am almost certain that there are MILLIONS of other people who are or have done the same. I must say, 2010 defined my year as an adult.
I went from just going to school and smoking and working, to doing all those things but actually having a social life. Granted, it wasn't much of one, but I went out more often, had beers on more than one occasion just because, and engaged in older adult interaction (whereas now it's legit to be 23 and talk intelligently with a 50 year old).
I also started at UNM, and if their education program didn't suck so bad, I'd stay there. Granted, it's all she said, he said b/s from NMHU but I know many transfers from UNM so I don't doubt it. But so far, English is legit.
I also moved out, failed, moved back home, and I gotta say, so far so good. But I do realize my failure is due to my actions, but hey, I'm sure we've all done that once too.
Fall of 2010 brought forth a new, shall we say, discovery. Many claim to have known all along, but I finally realized it. It's not to it's full potential that everyone always thought it was, but it's there; a thought that I shall freely admit when brought up in a conversation the third-party initiates. But, seeing how I am just in the testing phase, there is no need to express my non-sexual hypothesis.
And, FINALLY, after 3 years of being in the dark, my writing has woken up and taken a different road. I am fine with it. I am just happy to be writing again! My lonliness now has company!
With that, I conclude 2010. AM I GLAD YOU'RE GONE!
I welcome 2011 with open arms, and open mind, and I really do plan on making a difference this year and getting some of my writing out there.
CHEERS TO ALL IN 2011.. Let's really make it a year!
I went from just going to school and smoking and working, to doing all those things but actually having a social life. Granted, it wasn't much of one, but I went out more often, had beers on more than one occasion just because, and engaged in older adult interaction (whereas now it's legit to be 23 and talk intelligently with a 50 year old).
I also started at UNM, and if their education program didn't suck so bad, I'd stay there. Granted, it's all she said, he said b/s from NMHU but I know many transfers from UNM so I don't doubt it. But so far, English is legit.
I also moved out, failed, moved back home, and I gotta say, so far so good. But I do realize my failure is due to my actions, but hey, I'm sure we've all done that once too.
Fall of 2010 brought forth a new, shall we say, discovery. Many claim to have known all along, but I finally realized it. It's not to it's full potential that everyone always thought it was, but it's there; a thought that I shall freely admit when brought up in a conversation the third-party initiates. But, seeing how I am just in the testing phase, there is no need to express my non-sexual hypothesis.
And, FINALLY, after 3 years of being in the dark, my writing has woken up and taken a different road. I am fine with it. I am just happy to be writing again! My lonliness now has company!
With that, I conclude 2010. AM I GLAD YOU'RE GONE!
I welcome 2011 with open arms, and open mind, and I really do plan on making a difference this year and getting some of my writing out there.
CHEERS TO ALL IN 2011.. Let's really make it a year!
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