It's been a long time coming...

It's been a while since I've blogged constantly about anything. Doing projects, homework, and whatnot. All that takes time and makes school year pass by so fast that you can still the remember the first day of school. Next year I'll be graduating and move on to the real world. High school is just a preparation of what life throws at you. I can't believe it. It's hard to grasp and understand that in 2 years the people I've always been there with and done that will be going our separate ways to build up our own lives. Seeing the grade 12s this year and knowing that their time here is almost done even gives me that feeling in my guts where something just isn't right. I have friends in that grade who have helped me with whatever problems I was dealing with and those who have given me so much memories that I would never replace for the world. Their year is more unique then others I've seen throughout my whole time at stpats. In a way they are really good at what they like to do best. Some love to work and are really successful at it, some are incredible athletes, some are amazing at poetry and acting, and mostly their just the best bunch of friends you can have. I guess it's almost the time for me where I have to let go and be happy for them. I'll have my turn next year but it won't be the same. 4 years have already passed and it's been a long time coming that I have to move on and use what I have learned to embrace the reality of the world.

CUBA 2010

Not too long ago I was sitting at home imagining what it would be like to go to another country that has been stuck in its past. Then one night I got ready and packed my things and I couldn't believe it was time. Walking through those doors, pulling your luggage, lurking at all the things inside an airport, and having a last scent before taking off and saying goodbyes. The Cuba trip to me was the most exciting, enjoyable, never-ending stops to the beach and historical monuments, and memorable comapared to all the other countries I've visited. Cuban kids are just as hard working as we are...school from 7am-5pm! That is insane. I can't even stand being in school for half of the day which is like 3hrs! The flaw is that they live in an environment that's not so sanitary and hard to work with but they still deal with it everyday of their lives. Havana Club is just a little something to remember and prolly only a once in a life time thing to have before going back home for me. I did miss everyone back home but for some reason when we arrived back safely I missed all my cuban buddies...I hope they live a good life and can enjoy the rest of the world just like I did. To travel without my parents was a first and another was to go with a bunch of people from school which by the end of trip we later realized we weren't so different from each other. That's something I'll take and have many stories to tell.

Trio poem - Sweet Talk

M: There's more to see than you and me
I see another man added in the picture
Realizing that I could lose you
miss you, regret you...forever!

A: That man he talks about to himself
Another man who I talk to but also loves me
Keeping secrets with his words and my words from him
Could "us" be a possibility?

P: This girl, the one I consider love at first sight
She's so gifted and never shows any sort of denial
I see her once, she makes my day
I talk to her at night, she makes my life
feel...so worth it to give her that comfort and smile.

M: Time to laugh, trust, love...you
You are my number one
Don't forget and take this personally that
Our moment together has already begun.

P: I will do whatever it takes to change her mind
to sacrifice, to see her unique self, to be the man for her!
Everything I say and do is for you
whatever it takes to get me and you together!

A: He's seeing me and he's sweet to me
"Damn, what am I supposed to do
the alarms are going
off in my head
and it's dangerous
yes it's complicated"
A complicated situation that we'll settle
altogether.

P: I've been dreaming that one day
we'll hold hands and realize were meant to be
I love sleeping only for the reason
that I could only see you and me.

M: I took you for the way you were
Sweet talk is his game
He likes you for the way you look
Now isn't that just a shame.

Just so you know...

Just so you know I am so tired right now because I didn't get enough sleep last night! I can't stand waking up in the morning knowing that I have to wake up even though my eyelids totally do not want to open! I'll tend to be a bit moody in the morning but it will wear off by like noon or an hour before noon. Just so you know;)

Yeah, so.....I have this bad sleeping habit now! I always end up sleeping like around 1 or pass 12! Which is insane just for the reason that I need my freaking sleep! HOLY. Haha I blame the late ball games and practices because I still got to shower, eat, then do my homework! Which I end up doing like around 9:30ish. If I ever seem to be moody during the day that's a possible reason why! Just so you know!

Well, I had a game last night that started basically at 7! But we were watching the juniors play before it was our turn to step on the court and there was a lot of tension going on! Kids swearing and receiving the technical fouls! 1 kid got ejected from the game....It was hilarious but once it got involved with the parents of the kids from our junior team! We had to step out and break them up! McNair you guys need to show some freaking discipline man! WOW. I never thought I'd say that...well you guys need it! Just so you know!

Spoken word poem- A close friend without a good end

You always thought you had me.
You knew it all along and never told me
All those times I treated you like a queen,
in return all I get is a thanks and you leave?

You told me some girls would never be your friend.
Talking trash like no tomorrow.
You are such a hypocrite!
I look at you now and all I see is you playing pretend.

I'm changed now because of you,
You blocked from so many friends,
that saying sorry when we were over,
was something important I had to do.

I appreciated all the understanding and love you've given.
Phone calling, texting, writing, and chilling with me.
But once it was with someone else or a group of old friends,
it felt as if it were forbidden.

People said we were "THE COUPLE"!
I feel sorry for them because they believed in us.
Unlike someone, but you can tell them what happened.
If you don't and they ask me, I know the perfect example.

Somewhere someone is writing a poem

Somewhere
someone,
is writing a poem.

Shows their feelings
through pen or pencil.

Imagines how to flow
with life, love, or laughter.

Lives life, loves life, enjoys life
on this planet we call Earth.

1 out of billions can possibly
change the thoughts of those.

This someone is somewhere
writing a poem,
that can change the minds of those
who will read their poem.

Things that rhyme with orange

Things that rhyme with orange hmmm... let me think!
range!
arrange!
change!
disarrange!
strange!
exchange!


There's probably more but that's all I can think of. This is so random but it's kind of fun and funny. I kind of like the fruit, oranges! It doesn't taste bad or smell bad. But, it's a totally different story when its made into juice. I love juice...orange juice, apple juice, mango juice, strawberry juice, fruit punch juice! I have a whole list plus when you mix them together it can taste even better!

Damn oranges. I have a story about oranges that's actually kind of funny. Okay, so one time me and my friends were at home after a sleepover. The thing is we didn't shower and really gave an unpleasant smell the next day! We didn't even bother showering the next day either before my parents got home. So, we unwrapped some oranges to give it the fruity smell and then later on used the febreeze:P

Screw oranges though, mangoes are better or strawberry mango;)

Scars.

Bumps and bruises.
We get up and try again.
Scars of all types of sort.
The amazing failure.
Two wheels and a banana seat break down.
The heavy pressure.
Balls of all types of shapes smacked to the face once.
The horrible images.
Movies of unimaginable ways to die.
The unbelievable messages.
People of no care to how much it hurts.
The numerous temptations.
Food full of intense amount of fat.
The embarrassing moments.
At school I stared at her and drop my books.
Scarred for Life!

Rewrite (poem)

For the moon beams without bringing me dreams
of the beautiful girl that wanders in my mind.
Her eyes as bright as the stars at night,
keeping me together when I'm afraid or sad.
I'm not afraid to mention who she is;
for she is everything I imagined to be.
Nothing can stop me from loving her;
I love with a love that is more than love.
Breathtaking that she is when I speak of her,
the power of gossip will be overthrown by the power of love.
I fell into bed beside my window,
lurking at those stars that remind me of her eyes,
for there is no question that she is,
She is the girl of my dreams.

In Winter

In winter its always cold! You know when it's cold when you feel the coldness on your ears and nose, and when you breathe out and see the smoke it creates. Winter is one of my favorite seasons of the year just because it snows, the holidays come up, and we get laid off from school. But, its the season where people mostly get the flu or ill.

In winter it's also when basketball season starts! So every time we get to practice it's hard to run because our muscles aren't warm enough. I think it's one of the most busiest seasons of the year and not so wonderful time of the year. LOL jk.

Well, whenever winter kicks in...I wear my long johns basically all day everyday and sleepover at friend's houses. However, I only like winter just because I get to snowboarding or skiing, or even skating during the winter break! So, in winter I can do anything:)

Lonely Teardrops

I don't know about you but for me there's always been a moment or time when I had a flashback of the good times with someone special or a group of friends and now you realize that those special people you call friends have grown far apart and its too late to have it all back again.

One day when it was raining with dark clouds roaming the skies and it just suddenly came back when I was cleaning my room and I found a photo album with a load of pictures. They were so old that it was hard to figure out who I was with in some photos. It didn't take long for the tears to ball out. They were lonely tear drops like the ones that just keep dripping down your cheeks. I was home alone at the time too! It felt as if I was in a music video that had a meaning of why is this happening? When I saw some pictures of old friends that have changed and lived their own lives, I couldn't understand why it happened and why they did it. But, I care about them and if that's what they want to do then so be it.

Lonely teardrops, the remembrance of memories, and the expression of letting go.

Boys Washroom

Class is almost done
You have to take a two.
The noise knowing that people are coming.
The taste of fear of embarrassment.
It's taking so long and you still have to wipe and flush.
They're waiting outside!

Man Up!

I joined basketball knowing that it was going to be one hell of a season! 2 hour practices of non-stop running, shoes squeaking, and sweat breaking. Our coach is very hard on us and always will because he knows what it takes to make it to the BCs. What we do in practice is what will turn out in our games. Stepping out onto the court, minding only the inside of that rectangular black line. When you see our team play we look phenominal. Sometimes, we may look sloppy but that's because we're trying new things and having fun with it. But when it comes to playing defense, you'll hear our coach scream his lungs out! "MAN UP!" either because we're playing soft or that we're not doing well on our end of the court. When you hear him screaming at us during the timeouts you'll know what he's like during practices! Always working you until you can't catch a breath. Which is how we become men and that's why he always reminds us to "MAN UP!".

I wonder how the girls are taking this topic....It's pretty difficult for a different gender! HAHA. My brother always gives me lectures to man up when my dad's on my case for not doing well on a test or not obeying what he said that I probably didn't hear. Manning up is a stressful thing to do and it takes a lot of strength, wisdom, and courage to accomplish it.