If you really knew me

If you really knew me you would know that I really don't care for school anymore. If you really knew me you would know that I regret taking AP classes. If you really knew me you'd know that I'm excited to be on my own. If you really knew me you'd know that I hate following rules. If you really knew me you'd know that everyday I sit in class, I wish I was ditching it. If you really knew me you'd know that I have a strong desire to drink coffee. If you really knew me you'd know that I wish I lived in the 80's. If you really knew me you'd know that I really don't care for money as long as I have enough for gas and to keep hunger away.

Ordinary World

The Unspoken Rule

           Every day, Mr. Patterson wakes up, gets ready, kisses his wife goodbye, and drives to work.  He has two young children, a steady job, and a nice, suburban home.  But one day one his way to work, his world is turned upside down.  Driving along the highway a black suburban pulls up along side him, and drives him off the road. After crashing into a tree, he as barely enough time to look around before a man in a suit grabs him, throws him in the car and injects him with something.  He quickly passes out as they start to drive off in the opposite direction.

 Who are these men in suits? Where are they going?  What could they want with Mr. Patterson? Will he ever see his family again?

Sounds in my day

The sound of an alarm clock
The sound of a light switch
The sound of running water
The sound of a closing door
The sound of footsteps
The sound of keys
The sound of a car starting
The sound of a car door shutting
The sound of birds
The sound of a school bell
The sound of teenagers talking
The sound of unzipping a backpack
The sound of teachers
The sound of writing
The sound of students in a parking lot
The sound of home
The sound of doing homework
The sound of people
The sound of cars
The sound of dogs barking
The sound of people getting ready for bed
The sound of sleep

Haiku

Here's a good poem:

Haikus are easy
They do not have to make sense
Refrigerator

My Favorite Movie

My favorite movie has to be "Dances with Wolves." It tells the story of a soldier who chooses to be stationed at a post in the middle of the country where there are no settlements. He does this because he wants to see the "frontier" before he dies. As he lives in the country he eventually meets up with an Indian tribe and becomes one of them. One of my favorite quotes from this movie:

"The strangeness of this life cannot be measured: in trying to produce my own death, I was elevated to the status of a living hero."

The Red Wheelbarrow

The Red Wheelbarrow
By William Carlos Williams


so much depends
upon a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens.

I don't know why I like this poem but I do, it's simple and short. So it makes it easy to read.

Jealousy

"How do you know if you are going to die?"
I begged my mother.
We had been traveling for days.
With strange confidence she answered,
"When you can no longer make a fist"

-Making a fist, by Naomi Shihab Nye

This poem makes me jealous, I wish I could write like that, I wish I could express in words how this writer did.

My passion

My passion is the outdoors. My favorite thing to do is to go backpacking. In my spare time I'm always planning for the next trip. I try to go as often as I can. I just can't get enough of the high altittude and the fresh air. There's something awesome about being able to carry all the stuff you need for a weekend on your back. I guess that feeling is independence. Independence from other people, from society, from the world.
In the wilderness you have time to yourself, away from the noise of the world. There's time to just sit and think. And that's what I love about it.

Sleep, and my unconcious

There are two parts of the mind: The conscious, and the unconscious. It's easy to recognize my conscious thoughts. But my unconscious is different. It's hard to understand your really deep desired and such. In the old days, therapists would analyze your unconscious by learning about your dreams. I don't believe that there is any relationship between my desires and my dreams. But some dreams I wake up from and am dissapointed that I have to go through the day. I wish I could sleep all day.

My bones

My bones are always trying to tell me something. I just don't know what. It's something important. Something hard to remember, like trying to remember a dream after you wake up. But it's more important. It's life changing. I sure hope I find out soon.

Fears

Afraid. I'm afraid of being a horrible writer. I'm afraid of bad grades. I'm afraid of failing tests. I'm afraid of being lazy. Of not reaching my full potential. I'm afraid of being ordinary. Of being like everyone else. I'm afraid of not helping people. Of not standing up for what's right. I'm afraid of not making good choices. I'm afraid of becoming too attached to my phone. I'm afraid of being too attached to anything. I'm afraid of working too much. I'm afraid of a lot of things...

I'm thinking about you like...

I'm thinkin about you like Japan thinks about the rising sun
Like the sun thinks about rays,
Like rays think shadows

I'm thinkin about you like sharks think about swimmers,
Like swimmers think about the ocean
Like the ocean thinks about ships

I'm thinkin about you like man thinks about death
Like death thinks about old people
Like old people think about being young

I'm thinkin about you like trees think about seeds
And seeds think about trees

Monopoly: Life and Death Style

Life is like a game of Monopoly.  There are players who have to make a lot of decisions, and to come out the winner they have to make the right decisions.  Many decisions are risky, but have a higher reward.  To survive this game, of life and of monopoly, you can never give up.  You have to keep trying until the end.

What I think about our blogs...

I think the idea of having our own blog and hiding our identities is awesome.  It gives us the unique opportunity to submit our ideas and thoughts without having to worry about how others might think.  It's interesting to see what people in our class really think about.  It makes you think about your fellow students, they're not just part of the student body, they're real people with real concerns and worries.  We tend to forget that about others, that they are not just "others," but fellow humans.

Love is...

Love is inside, but outside as well. Love is sharing. Love is together.
     Love is spending time. Love is hurting. Love is understanding.
Love is watching the snow fall outside. Love is natural. Love is silent.
     Love is seeing past someone's faults.  Love is expression.  Love is feeling alone in a crowded room.
Love is more than I. Love is communication deeper than speech.  Love is what motivates us to live.

Love is too broad a word.  

My Intro

Well, about me.  I'm a high school senior with a demanding job.  I actually work more than I go to school, which doesn't give me a lot of time to do homework.  But I try to make my posts meaningful, more than just an assignment.  I'm an avid hiker and backpacker.  I enjoy exploring the mountains around us, and I feel lucky to live near them.
 There are some of us in this class that truly want to be writers.  And then there or those who just want the English credit.  I don't know which group I belong to yet.