rain.

The once thick, white clouds hang threateningly above the already damp plant life.  They spread through the sky like a spilled drink and cast their melancholy presence throughout.  The trees stand still, almost scared to move, in fear of coming to reality.  Yet, too soon, the trees lose their minds in the torturous, cold silence.  They wildly thrash against the calm air.   The uproar is too much for the traumatized clouds and they weep.  Sadness mixes with anger and fury as deafening cracks of thunder fill the air.  Lightning flashes throughout the chaos as the clouds take their revenge on anyone and everyone.  But soon enough, the violence ceases and all that is left are the pathetic sobs that come from above.  Little by little the cries fade and everything is still once more as the sun attemts to dry the tears, as it so often does, never quite succeeding.

open window.

My nerves relax as the soft blankets enfold me in their accepting warmth.  The crickets chirp in their own kind of beautifully off key orchestra.  My heart beats as their metronome and the soft wind whispers lullibies to me in perfect harmony.  I close my eyes and I am suddenly soaring through what I call mine for the night.  The black sky contrasts perfectly with the abnormally large moon.  I wonder if it is usually this big.  The darkness is no match for my suddenly improved night vision.  The leaves on the trees sway in different directions creating a pleasing sea of trees.  I dip down closer.  The sweet scent of grass absorbs me and I unknowingly slow down to take it in.  I hover above the tallest tree in the forest and sense its contagious charisma.  I rest.  I tilt my head up towards the sky and observe the breathtaking view.  Thousands of stars flash in tandem with the fireflies.  I am sure they are smiling at me with acceptance.  I am taken away by the happiness that washes over me.  I never knew bliss could take a shape so strong.  And as I reach my peak, my eyes open.  I realize that my time in the eye of the hurricane has passed and I am harshly forced back into reality.  I smile feebly and I get out of bed.

"Reality is a lovely place but I wouldn't want to live there." -Adam Young

people.

So.  People.  One person just drank my soda.  My special soda that I brought up for myself.  I even offered to bring another drink for that certain person.  But said person did not jump at the chance. 

But whatever.  Now that I am done with that short rant, let's start another one.  As I have earlier stated, I am not a people person.  I'm not saying all people are bad, but most of them tend to annoy me.  Examples:

1. People who don't care about anyone but themselves.

2. People who don't try new things.

3. People who don't know when enough is enough.

4. People who always need to be the victim.

5. People who always have to be the center of attention.

6. Liars.

7. Cheaters.

8. People who steal other peoples special soda. (You know who you are.)

9. Stupid people.

10. Smart people. Like overly smart people where when they start talking you wish they had never started because you know they are the cause of your sudden pulsing headache.

11. Boring people.

12. Fakers. The people who fake stuff for attention.

13. People who won't shut up.

14. People who won't make eye contact.  They seem sketchy.

15. People who think they are better than everybody.

And that's just the beginning of the list.  And because I don't know what to say to end this post I will say SKADOOOOOOSH(:  

trust.

I have learned that trust builds itself upon pillars of glass.  Forming it is a difficult and tedious process but breaking it, well that's a different story.  One blow with a strong enough hammer shatters the foundation, in turn causing all the hard work to come crashing down.  Sad isn't it? 

All I am trying to say in this post is that trust is important.  Build it(:

mornings.

I find that waking up in the morning is a lot easier when you're with someone.  This someone being my best friend(: 


You know that nauseous feeling you sometimes get when you wake up after a less than sufficient amount of sleep?  I feel that sometimes is replaced with always in my case.  Ugh.  But after a nice shower, loads of make-up, and a cup of coffee (more like a cup of sugar and milk) I am as awake as I can possibly be at 6 in the morning.  


So I sit here, sipping my cup of coffee ("like a writer!" as my best friend says) and many things go through my mind as I try to plan out how my day is going to go.  Usually, I try to be as positive as I can about the days activities and what-not.  But, seeing that I am truly a negative person, this can sometimes be, well, difficult.  However, I put on a smile and try not to show how annoyed, worried, skeptical I really am.  


And now I see that my coffee is almost gone and my best friend is getting impatient so I bid you all farewell and a great morning(:

me.

So.  First post.  At first I thought I should post one of my lengthy, deep, emotional, dramatic, however you want to put it, stories.  But then I decided against it.  So my first post will simply be an "about me" type thing.  Here goes:


Me- Being completely honest, I am not a people person.  Basically, I am kind of an introvert.  I like being alone a little more often than the normal person.  Usually, I take my alone time, however much I can get, and use it to think, write, or draw.  Maybe all three.  Now, don't get me wrong.  I love spending time with people.  People I love of course.  I hate war.  Frankly, I don't understand it at all.  I say everyone should get along with everyone.  Childish and improbable request I know.  I can't stand people who don't appreciate the little things in life.  Like good weather or when the lid of your pudding comes off in one try.  I've learned that enjoying random things like that can make you an overall happier person. 


That's all that I can really think of right now.  So that was the short version of what I am all about(: