Thursday, November 21, 2013

Dan in Real Life Questions

I have two nicknames that my family would call me. On my dads side, they would always call me “Vanna.” On my moms side everybody calls me “Banna.” My favorite though would be “Banna” because “Vanna” makes me think of Vanna White from Wheel of Fortune. To me a ‘’hottie’’ would be a guy with a nice personality. They have to know how to have fun and not be uptight about everything. They also have to except me for me and understand that I like to be crazy. I like athletic guys that know how to take care of themselves. I’ve done a lot of things to make a guy jealous, or at least tried to. My best place to hide when I play Hide and Seek would’ve been the drier. No one ever thought to look for me in there and when they couldn’t find me after a while I would have to go find an easier place to hide. Yes, I do think that asking questions makes you a good conversationalist. Instead of staying on one subject you can ask different questions to help change the subject and keep the conversation interesting. Plus, it helps you get to know someone. My perfect day would be going on a couple of adventures then going home to relax and maybe watch some movies and play videogames. Just spending time with someone that I care about would be considered a perfect day for me.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

The Apocalypse

The sky had turned a bright, bloody red. I could hear screams coming from outside my windows, but I was too afraid to look. All I could do was sit there, hoping and praying that the evil things wouldn’t find me. Suddenly, everything was quite. “What happened? Is it finally over?” I thought to myself. I got up and slowly walked to the door. Something didn’t seem right, I could feel it in my stomach. When I opened the door I saw a dark shadow crouching over my mothers lifeless body. I could feel my face getting hot and tears streaming down my face. “Oh my God, whats happening?” I wispered to myself. The dark shadow heard me, stood up and turned to look at me with piercing evil red eyes. Suddenly, it charged after me and I squeezed my eyes shut ready for it to tear my flesh. Nothing happened. I opened my eyes expecting to see the “thing” standing right infront of me, but all I saw was darkness. “It was only a dream.” I sighed with relief. TO BE CONTINUED

Friday, October 25, 2013

4th Song

This song makes me think of something romantic.  A nice candle lit dinner with rose peddles on the bed. Slow dancing.

Thursday, October 17, 2013

The Adventures of Leonardo da Vinci


This adventure began April 15, 1452 in a town called Vinci, Italy.  A boy with the name Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci was born. His father, Messer Piero Fruosino di Antonio da Vinci, was a Florentine notary and landlord while his mother, Caterina, was a young peasant woman.  Leonardo was taught how to read, write and arithmetic from his father.  In 1467 he became an apprentice pf the artist Verrocchio. For six years he learned a lot about metalworking, leather arts, carpentry, drawing and sculpting.

Leonardo mainly worked with sculpting and painting.  His most famous artwork we know today is “The Last Supper,” “Mona Lisa,” and the “Renaissance Man”

1 thing most people might not know about this artist is that in his later years many people believed that he was abducted by aliens.  He had gone into an ancient cave, records showed nothing of his existence for 2 years.  When he “returned” he was paranoid people we’re watching and reading everything he wrote so Leonardo would write backwards.  He had become very interested in the human body and would sketch every organ and muscle.

6 Word Poem




Keep Calm and Don't Stop Dreaming.
 



 
 
Loving You Deeply, Always and  Forever.
 
 
 
Keep Calm and Drop the Bass
 
 
 

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

The Beauty of Love

Crystal clear, bright blue pond.
Trees surround it giving it that natural beauty.
Little Annie was sitting in her boat, with her little dog Peter.
As she floated, she would think.
Caught up in the beauty of the place, she didnt notice a boy.
He saw her and thought she was the most beautiful girl.
Without thinking he started to paint.
Finally it started to get dark.
Annie paddled to shore to find the painting of her.
Never to know who painted it.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Just Cant Explain

Butterflies fluttering.
Can't catch my breath.
 Room spinning.
That's how I get.

 Hard to explain,
what it feels like inside,
every single time, you come by.

Monday, October 7, 2013

The Magic Tree Frog

Sitting, peacefully on a log.
This is where I met my magic little frog.
He swam to land.
And said come with me.
To a place that will surly make you feel free.
Colors swirling gracefully.
In a world full of creativity.

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Feeling

Alone. Invisible. Unloved and forgotten. These feelings never go away. I cut, slow and deep. My heart hurts, Tears keep falling. I don’t know what else to do or who to turn to. Everybody judges, or doesn’t want to hear it. I beg God to release me from this pain. Even when I sleep, I dream that no one is there.

Scars

Everyone can see them... One right after the other... Perfectly aligned on my arms and wrists... Straight...Deep...Painful cuts... Reminding myself that I exist... And how much I wish i didn't... The razor so sharp and tempting... Yet forever stained with my blood.. Wincing as I move the blade... From one edge of my wrist to the other.. Bleeding a stream of black blood... Releasing my inner anguish... Replacing my old pain...with new pain... Adding to my already large collection... I lay there empty after... On blood stained sheets.... And a tear drenched pillow... Hoping my pain will vanish... Hoping these wounds will heal.. Hoping I...won't wake up...

Friday, October 4, 2013

"Stars are jewels, my mother use to say. Heaven's treasure free to anyone from prince to peasant if they have eyes to look." - Dragonswood by: Janet Lee Carey

Friday, September 27, 2013

It was just a dream...

"If I am out of my mind, it's all right with me," thought Moses Herzog. When he looked up he noticed two small fluffy things in the distance. As he walked closer, the fluffy things got bigger and bigger. When he finally reached the top of the hill they turned out to be two huge, man eating lions. Frozen with fear, all Moses could do was just stand there. Finally, after what seemed like hours, the lion with eyes bluer than the ocean and mane as golden as the sun began to speak. "What brings you to my hill top?" he asked in a deep roar. The old man was shaken and with a trembling voice he replied, "I, I came to ask you for the magic fairy dust to take me back home."  "As you wish..."  the other lion with a mane as black as night and eyes as white as fresh clouds replied.  The other one shook his head and the magic fairy dust fluttered around the old man like a million little rain drops.  He closed his eyes. He awoke. The old man was dreaming about the lions.

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Don't quote me on that

As soon as I saw you, I knew an adventure was going to happen
-Winnie the Pooh
Each night I put my head to my pillow I try to tell myself im strong because ive gone one more day without you.
You're my favorite daydream ;)
Everything in life is temporary. So if things are going to be good, enjoy it because it wont last forever. And if things are going bad, dont worry it cant last forever either.
You just cant live in that negative way...make way for the positive day.
-Bob Marley
One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.
-Bob Marley
Who are you to judge me, and the life I live? I know that im not perfect. And I dont claim to be. So before you point your fingers. Make sure your hands are clean.
-Bob Marley
Forgive and forget. You cant change the past, you can only make the future.
-Me ;)

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Writers as Readers

1) I sit outside watching the sunset. Its not to hot but not to cold, temperature just right. Always with a pencil and paper in hand. There are so many places outside I like to be that help me clear my mind to write. The sounds of the trees blowing in the wind and the sounds of birds chirping. Every once in a while I like to listen to music for inspiration. I'm not a big fan of writing but sometimes I will, just to get all those bottled up emotions out. 2) When I finished reading Torn, I was happy because in the end everybody was happy. When I finished reading Twilight, I was sad because I really didn't want it to end. 3) The first book I remember reading was a book about a little mouse that like to go on adventures. I don't exactly remember what it was called but I loved it. Before my mom died me and her would read it together before I would go to bed. We always had so much fun reading that book together. 4) My favorite series was Twilight. It helped me escape from reality for a couple hours. I thought at was a cute romantic book and it made me happy to read. As a read deeper into it I found it harder and harder to put down. I would stay up until 2 or 3 in the morning reading. This was actually the first book I ever fully read by myself. 5) When I was little I would day dream all the time, 24/7. I would try to turn those day dreams into short stories. I had a lot of good ideas for stories and I writing quite a few. Even though they're short my teachers and family would say that they were really good and creative. Now every once in a while I would write a short story about a dream I had the night before. If I were to write a book today it would probably be about my life or a fiction about wolves.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

I Am....

I am crazy. I am funny. I am cool. I am creative. I love the colors black, blue, red, green and purple. I have 1 dog, Blackjack. I live and have lived in Springfield, MO all 17 years of my life. I am tall with green eyes and brown hair. I am happy. I am nice. I am smart. I am fun. I am not afraid to try something new. I love nature and music. I am a fun and funny person to be around. I know how to be crazy.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Neon green is one of my favorite colors. When I first looked to the pictures of the doors, the green one was the first to catch my eye because its so bright. Neon green was my grandmas favorite color. All the shirts or blankets she would give me was a bright color. When she died I kept all of her green things. She loved that color so much she painted her living room walls a really bright, relaxing green. When I would go to her house it felt so nice to sit on the couch, watch t.v, and eat hot fresh chocolate chip cookies in a neon green room. Also, I love dying my hair different colors. So far my hair has been red and blue. My next color I want to do is...Neon Green!

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Early Blossem

Early morning, Air smells sweet, Robins cherping, Ladybugs crawling. Yellow flowers everywhere, Buds blooming on trees. Lakes so calm, On a nice clear day, Sky are so blue, Sounds of wildlife, Only things I hear. Many colors.