Love is like a Motorcycle Ride

A motorcycle ride can be the most relaxing thing. With the wind in your face and blowing through your ears, it offers a time of peace, a time to gather thoughts. Conversation can be difficult to carry on which gives you the time to focus on yourself and what's important in your life. And if you're lucky, someone else is steering while you sit back (or lean forward) and enjoy the ride. But then out of nowhere a gray mass of angry clouds form above the blacktop road and massive drops of water fall to the earth. Any motorcyclist knows you're in trouble when this happens. 

Life can be a lot like a motorcycle ride. Not only life but anything you're passionate about, especially love. 

Falling in love isn't a choice but deciding you're going to love someone is. Anyone can get on a bike, but not everyone can ride one. 

And once you've decided to love someone (or ride that bike), you're risking a whole lot. Every bump in the road holds the possibility of you losing control. Procede with caution. Don't forget, a relationship takes two. Every decision you make affects your passenger as well as you and when you're the one who grips the handlebars, the only thing they have to hold onto is you. 

The goal is to never reach the end of the road. Make the trip last forever. Sure I'll admit there's no greater feeling than going fast on a bike but I'm soon disappointed when I've reached my destination so quickly. And no one should speed without understanding the risks you're taking. 

Especially consider those nasty raindrops mentioned earlier. Little things thrown your way that put a damper on relationships (and bike rides). 

Going at such high speeds makes the tiniest raindrop feel like the venom from the fattest hornet. The sting is unbelievable for such a small drop of water. 

However, when traveling at a slower speed, the rain hitting your skin is uncomfortable yet manageable. Don't forget to ask your passenger how they're doing during these downpours. Everyone reacts differently. 

Although the goal is to not reach the end of the road, don't forget you must not move too slow. You may tip the whole bike over without seeing the amazing scenery first and that's just not cool. 

So enjoy the ride while it lasts. Travel the speed limit. Stop and rest if you must but never ever leave your passenger behind. Make your road never ending and avoid crashing and burning. And maybe you will crash a few times but help each other up if you're not injured too badly and try again. Most importantly, never stop loving each other. 

Seniors '14 Playlist

Here's a playlist I've been working on to listen to throughout those final moments of Senior year. Yeah yeah I know. I'm so dramatic. Oh well. This will be updated as I come up with more songs. However, it's all good so you should listen.

1. Graduation -Vitamin C
2. Wide Open Spaces - Dixie Chicks
3. Good Riddance (Time of Your Life) - Green Day
4.  I'll Be There For You - The Remembrandts
5. Send Me On My Way - Rusted Root
6. Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
7. Photograph - Nickelback
8. New Soul -Yael Naim
9. Here's to the Night - Eve 6
10. These Are Days - 10,000 Maniacs
11. You Get What You Give - New Radicals
12. Carry On My Wayward Son - Kansas
13. You're Gonna Miss This - Trace Adkins
14. Tonight - Seether
15. So Far Away - Staind
16. Leaving On A Jet Plane - John Denver
17. Dear Sister, Your Brother - Talain Rayne

Most of these songs are really good and it's a pretty good variety. Please listen and comment. Oh and SUGGESTIONS!! 

Mayhem 2013

I didn't go to bed until about 5 am this morning because I was too busy uploading 189 photos from the Mayhem Festival I went to yesterday. In case you don't know, Mayhem is the world's number one touring metal festival (at least that's what the announcer said). The fest ended at midnight, which was an hour late because some asshole of the year left the concert early and took out a telephone pole leaving the whole mountain out of power. But I wasn't complaining too much. The look on Five Finger Death Punch's faces when the power went out in the middle of a song was priceless. This was the best concert I've attended yet. I love being able to just let loose and lose absolutely all my cares in the world. It's a major stress reliever. The feeling I get when I'm at these concerts is indescribable no matter how hard I may try to explain it to you. And I only seem to get this feeling at heavy metal and hard rock concerts.This year, everything was very American. Rob Zombie played 'We're an American Band' and the light show was amazing to it. They also gave away a signed guitar to a soldier. I even found a soldier in the crowd and can proudly say I shook their hand and thanked them :)  Zombie's guitarist, John 5, played the National Anthem. With his teeth. I want to be him. He is my new idol. However, the post concert depression is kicking in hard core. This is sad.

The Butcher Babies

I got spray painted

And my picture taken with them

Favorite Photo Forever

 Amon Amarth
They were Swedish.
I couldn't tell if they were screaming in English or Swedish. 

Mastodon
They're from Georgia.
They sucked. 

 Five Finger Death Punch

Then the power went out and they turned on emergency lights

 ROB ZOMBIE LOOKED RIGHT AT THE CAMERA

AHHHHHHHHH

He puts on such a great show. Can't wait to see him again!!! 

Piggy D from Rob Zombie

If you google his picture, he's actually REALLY hot.

(if you're into guys with long black hair)

 Here's a pick I got from Five Finger Death Punch. 

Yay

So there's some pictures for you. The rest are on my Facebook. Unless I don't know you, then this is all you get. Ha! I'm going to ice my sunburn. 

Ode to My Capo

Oh how much you mean to me
Although you are so small
Your impact on my life is great
Without you, my music will stall.

Which is why I sing this ode
Because you're not around
It appears you have gone missing
Nowhere to be found

But because your color's black
and my sight is poor
I cannot seem to find you
laying on the floor

So I'll sit with my guitar
and strum this out of key
Only you can fix this song
Please come back to me.

Life After High School

Well, it's the summer before Senior year and I can't believe I made it this far. No, that's a lie. I know I'd make it this far. I can't believe I made it with as much success and fulfillment these past 3.5 years have given me. I'm not going to lie and tell you it's been easy. No, it's been far from it but I've come out of the hellish flames with a smile on my face.
With Senior year just coming into view, I've already begun to be bombarded with questions of my plans for life after High School. Well, to answer you all, I don't know. I have an idea of what I want to do but I'm going where life takes me. Overall, I just want to be happy to enjoy life. Maybe I'll finally get that novel written that will give even Stephen King a run for his money. Or perhaps one day I'll have an actual professional blog that will earn me money (Not that I don't love this blog and everyone who reads it). What I'm really hoping for though, is the ability to make music for the rest of my life. It's had such an impact on my life and you bet I'll be lowered into my grave playing. I don't want to make it big, I just want to make it. I want to be as happy as these people in life: (And I dare you to watch every single one of these. Full length. You'd be cheating yourself if you didn't)

Mirrors (Justin Timberlake K-O.ver) - Cello Live by Kevin "K-O." Olusola

Il Volo - 'O Sole Mio

Downtown Spokane Street Musician Bryson Andres


For this one, I was there and I can tell you that guitarist and violinist high up there were having so much fun. They're really my inspiration for everything I do. Their smiles were priceless. I was really close to the riser-things when I went to see TSO. Might have been the best day of my life.
Trans-Siberian Orchestra 2012 Winter Finale - Christmas Eve/ Sarajevo

I was here for this too. These guys are my favorite band to see live. They put on a good show. I hope to meet them someday and maybe if I'm good enough, jam with 'em :)
Godsmack Drum Battle...Uproar 2012


There you have it. That's what I wanna do when I graduate.

RED: A Naturalist/Realist's Twist on Little Red Riding Hood

Red

By: E. J. 

Little Red Riding Hood, poor as can be,

put on her red coat that came down to her knees. 

She was handed a bag full of slices of bread 

and a note to her gram from her mother that read...

"I wish I had money for treatment to spare.

Sadly, I only have this bread to share.

With love from your daughter.

Please know that I care."

So out in the rain Little Red did go. 

What lay ahead of her, she didn't know. 

Beyond neon lights, in the bars, music boomed. 

Through muddy puddles the richest cars zoomed.

All through town Little Red walked on. 

"Oh my!" she exclaimed. "This walk is so long!"

Her hair was now wet. She was shaking with fright. 

She couldn't wait to get out of the cold, rainy night. 

Then from the darkness a deep voice boomed.

A tall man had emerged.

His beard wasn't well groomed.

"Hello little girl. Where are you going?" 

His wolf-like eyes looked down on her glowing. 

"To grandmother's house." Little Red spoke sweetly.

She then began to back away discreately.

"But in the rain? The walk must be so far. 

Wouldn't you like a ride in my car?"

"Oh yes," she admitted. "But she lives over there. 

It's nice, however, to know that you care.

Grandma is sick. I musn't waste time.

Thank you again for being so kind."

Little Red carried on quicker now than before.

A step wasn't lost for her feet that were sore. 

As for the wolf, oh he wasn't done. 

His fun for the night had only begun. 

He jumped in his car and drove right past her. 

Though she walked fast, he had to be faster. 

Through the back door (it was open by luck)

and down a dark hallway the wolfman snuck. 

He crept up to grandma fast asleep in her chair. 

He came so close that his paws touched her hair.

But a knock at the door made him jump in the air. 

He ran in the closet, hid with the brooms, 

and watched Little Red come into the room. 

"Grandma, how are you? I missed you so much!" 

Poor grandma's hands were cold to the touch. 

"Little Red," grandma said. "I'm so glad you're here!

I cannot speak loudly. Come closer dear."

Little Red obeyed and came close to her ear. 

"I have some good news for you and your mom. 

The treatments have worked. 

The cancer's all gone!"

"That's fantastic grandma! You'll be alright!

I brought you some bread.

Can I please have a bite?"

"Sure Little Red. Take as much as you may.

But before you do, I have something to say."

Grandma spoke low, as quiet as a mouse.

Not a noise could be heard through the entire house. 

"Take my instructions. Listen closely now dear. 

There's someone in the closet, 

not too friendly I fear." 

However, the wolfman had very big ears. 

Out of the closet, he yelled, "Stay where you are! 

Make one more move and you won't go very far!"

He reached in his pocket and pulled out a gun

and right at that moment, grandma screamed, "Run!"

But Little Red didn't make it. She was too slow. 

He grabbed her red coat. She yelled, "No! Let me go!"

"You've made me angry!" He boomed. "Sit in that chair!

And for your sake, I tell you, don't move a hair!"

Little Red and her grandma sat and watched scared. 

"Now look what you've done! This could have gone nicely.

I wouldn't be mad if you'd done precisely

what I told you to do. 

Now that's all thrown away.

And for all your actions, little girl, you must pay!"

He pointed his gun at grandma, then thought.

"This is not enough fun. Oh no, it is not."

He opened the barrel and emptied the gun

of all of the bullets except for just one.

Then he pulled another revolver from out of his waist. 

He took his time. His actions weren't in haste. 

"Now Little Red, let's play a game. 

Russian Roulette would be the name."

He handed her the gun with just one bullet inside 

and put the other against her head so she couldn't run and hide. 

"You have one chance and I'll let you free.

Aim at grandma over there, you see? 

Pull the trigger just once for me. 

And if the bullet hits her skin, 

the game will be over. 

You will win."

Little tears fell off her face.

She was more than scared. 

Grandma didn't make a move.

She just sat and stared. 

A barrel raised.

A trigger pulled. 

Strange how fate works in this world. 

A life was lost that rainy night,

all because of bread. 

The wolf and girl haven't been seen 

since grandma's blood pooled red. 

The End. 

Just in case you wanted to know 99 things about me. No? Oh well, okay. Here it is anyway.

1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

Closed. Can't let the monsters out. 

2:Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?

Yep.

3:Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?

In. I sleep in a cocoon. 

4:Have you ever stolen a street sign before?

Nope. 

5:Do you like to use post-it notes?

They're alright I guess. :)

6:Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?

Sometimes. 

7:Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees?

That's tough. Maybe a bear. As long as the bear isn't shaved. Shaved bears are scary. See?

8:Do you have freckles? 

Here and there. 

9:Do you always smile for pictures?

I think it's silly if you don't!

10:What is your biggest pet peeve?

People who lie, people who complain too much, people who get in my personal space, people who chew with their mouths open-okay my biggest pet peeve is people. 

11:Do you ever count your steps when you walk?

Yeah. I used to have a big problem with counting things when I was younger. Like OCD or something. 

12:Have you ever peed in the woods?

When you have to go, you have to go. 

13:What about pooped in the woods?

LOL I can't say that I have. 

14:Do you ever dance even if there's no music playing?

All the time. 

15:Do you chew your pens and pencils?

When I'm nervous. Or hungry. Or frustrated. 

16:How many people have you slept with this week?

None 

17:What size is your bed?

Twin I think

18:What is your Song of the week?

Someday - Rob Thomas

19:Is it okay for guys to wear pink?

Ever hear Geek in the Pink by Jason Mraz? Men in pink aren't bad ;)

20:Do you still watch cartoons?

Yeah sure. 

21:Whats your least favorite movie?

ELF

22:Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?

Now why would I tell you ;)

23:What do you drink with dinner?

Iced tea

24:What do you dip a chicken nugget in?

Sweet n Sour sauce :D 

25:What is your favorite food?

Spaghetti

26:What movies could you watch over and over and still love?

Up, Shrek, Interview with the Vampire, Nightmare Before Christmas, Titanic...

27:Last person you kissed/kissed you?

I don't kiss and tell ;)

28:Were you ever a boy/girl scout?

Yeppers

29:Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine?

That's not very classy.

30:When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?

About a month ago. It never got to that person though. 

31:Can you change the oil on a car?

erm. sorta. maybe. no. 

32:Ever gotten a speeding ticket?

I need to drive before I can do that. 

33:Ever ran out of gas?

hmm can't say that I have. 

34:Favorite kind of sandwich?

I don't have a favorite. 

35:Best thing to eat for breakfast?

Cracker Barrel. 

36:What is your usual bedtime?

I don't really have a specific bedtime. 

37:Are you lazy?

Yes. Not gonna lie. 

38:When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween?

A witch, angel, rockstar, vampire, geisha, mermaid, and a princess.

39:What is your Chinese astrological sign?

A Boar

40:How many languages can you speak?

Only one. I'd love to learn Polish. 

41:Do you have any magazine subscriptions?

Nope. Not now anyways. 

42:Which are better legos or lincoln logs?

LINCOLN LOGS. I really like legos though. I'd love to make something amazing one day. 

43:Are you stubborn?

Absolutely. 

44:Who is better...Leno or Letterman?

I don't watch either. 

45:Ever watch soap operas?

Beverly Hills 90210 count? 

46:Are you afraid of heights?

No, just of falling. 

47:Do you sing in the car?

Yes.

48:Do you sing in the shower?

I sing EVERYWHERE

49:Do you dance in the car?

You better believe it. 

50:Ever used a gun?

Mhmm.

51:Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

erm. I don't know. 

52:Do you think musicals are cheesy?

No! 

53:Is Christmas stressful?

Yes it can be. 

54:Ever eat a pierogi?

You're not from the skook if you haven't eaten one. 

55:Favorite type of fruit pie?

Apple!! With ice cream of course :)

56:Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

I wanted to be a cheerleader/doctor/firefighter all in one. 

57:Do you believe in ghosts?

Yes. 

58:Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

Yeah all the time. 

59:Take a vitamin daily?

I should. I don't.

60:Wear slippers?

No.

61:Wear a bath robe?

No.

62:What do you wear to bed?

Depends. 

63:First concert?

Big Time Rush. Then a week later, Three Days Grace, Seether, and Avenged Sevenfold. 

64:Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

Wal-Mart. 

65:Nike or Adidas?

Nike

66:Cheetos Or Fritos?

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm cheetos i think. 

67:Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

well this is tough. 

68:Ever hear of the group Tres Bien?

no?

69:Ever take dance lessons?

I wish. Maybe I'd actually be able to dance. 

70:Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

Maybe a doctor. 

71:Can you curl your tongue?

yep

72:Ever won a spelling bee?

hahaha no. thank god for spell check too

73:Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

Yes

74:Own any record albums?

Yes sir.

75:Own a record player?

No sir. lol

76:Regularly burn incense?

Not regularly. 

77:Ever been in love?

I think. Maybe. I don't even know. 

78:Who would you like to see in concert?

The All American Rejects. Disturbed. And Godsmack. Definitely Godsmack again. 

79:What was the last concert you saw?

Godsmack, Shinedown, Adelita's Way.

80:Hot tea or cold tea?

Cold

81:Tea or coffee?

Coffee hands down. 

82:Sugar or snickerdoodles?

Sugar. 

83:Can you swim well?

Eh. I'm alright. 

84:Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

Nope :/

85:Are you patient?

No. And I'm getting sick of answering these questions haha.

86:DJ or band, at a wedding?

DJ

87:Ever won a contest?

Yes. 

88:Ever have plastic surgery?

Nope

89:Which are better black or green olives?

Both are delicious. 

90:Can you knit or crochet?

crochet

91:Best room for a fireplace?

Living room? 

92:Do you want to get married?

I don't know. Maybe. 

93:If married, how long have you been married?

-

94:Who was your HS crush?

I've had a few. 

95:Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way?

......no?

96:Do you have kids?

no

97:Do you want kids?

not now. 

98:Whats your favorite color?

black. 

99:Do you miss anyone right now?

I miss someone everyday. 

Because Sometimes I Get Sick Of Being Emotionless About You

Hey dad 

I'm writing to you 

Not to tell you, that I still hate you 

Just to ask you 

How you feel 

And how we fell apart 

How this fell apart 

Are you happy out there in this great wide world? 

Do you think about yourself? 

Do you miss your little girl? 

When you lay your head down 

How do you sleep at night? 

Do you even wonder if I'm all right? 

But I'm all right 

I'm all right 

It's been a long hard road without you by my side 

Why weren't you there all the nights that I cried?

You broke your daughter's heart 

You broke your child for life 

It's not okay, 

But I'm alright 

I remember the days, you were a hero in my eyes 

But those were just a long lost memory of mine 

I spent so many years learning how to survive 

Now, I'm writing just to let you know that I'm still alive 

The days I spent so cold, so hungry 

Were full of hate 

I was so angry 

Those scars run deep inside this teenage body 

There's things I'll take, to my grave 

But I'm okay 

I'm okay 

And sometimes 

I forgive 

And this time 

I'll admit, that I miss you, miss you 

Hey dad...

(Lyrics by Good Charlotte. Edited by myself)

The Tree and I

The tree stands still;

unmoved by the world around it. 

Roots are buried in the soil

in the fields that surround it. 

I pause to look,

the only visitor most days. 

It's forever secluded,

unchanged in the August haze.

I raise my arms.

My fingers transform into leaves. 

The tree reaches for the sky. 

A troubled soul, the tree grieves. 

The tree is wise. 

It understands that time is short

to feel the warm summer sun

in this life it can't abort. 

I watch it cry.

Leafy tears now drop to the earth.

The world is growing colder. 

Of growth, there is a dearth. 

I understand. 

I feel the tree's pain and sorrow.

For the tree and I are one, 

yesterday and tomorrow.

The tree is here.

And here is where you'll find us,
our souls' personal exchange.
The tree and I stand tall,
unmoved yet somehow changed. 

What Is Love? Baby Don't Hurt Me, Don't Hurt Me, No More.

Insert Cheesy 90's Love Song

Love might be one of the most overused and misinterpreted words in the English dictionary. Love (n.) -an intense feeling of deep affection. That's the common definition of the word. But love is so much more than that. Love is a decision. You decide to stay with that one person through the best of times and the worst of times. It's not love until you truly struggle and still come out of the rut together. You're deciding to embrace that person for who they were, who they are, and who they will be all at once. Love has no boundaries. I'm talking about family and friends as well as significant others. Love is about having a bad day but seeing that one person that changes your mood completely around, even if only for a few minutes. Love is being happy when that other person is happy. Love is just being together. It's knowing that you're not alone. It's also knowing that at any second you can just leave and see the world, but you wouldn't leave that person for the world.
But sometimes you don't get to make that decision on your own. Sometimes it just happens whether you want it to or not. One day you're talking like old friends and the next day, you get a nervous feeling around them and you don't know why or how to stop it. Sometimes it happens with multiple people at once. But I'm no expert so I'm not going to try to tell you what to do in either of these situations.
As for me, I'm alright right where I am with awesome friends and amazing family. I want to see the world and do what I want to do before I feel tied down. I don't want to feel guilty for anything I do and I don't want to worry about how I look or what comes out of my mouth. Because that's what happens with love. You suddenly become conscious of everything you do. I just want to be myself by myself. And I know a lot of people will come along that will love me for who I am but I just can't make that commitment. I know that I can't and I won't because I know someone is going to get hurt. And I swear some people don't believe me when I say that it's not them, it's me. I probably love my friends just as much as I would love someone I was dating anyways.
So here's to the ones who are in love and the one's who are single because there's nothing wrong with either.
This Valentine's Day, don't mope around just because you're single. There's so many things to love. Love that you're alive. That you're here and you're around people that love you. Your Valentine doesn't have to be your crush (as awesome as that would be). It's just someone that (I'm getting a little bit hippie here) shares the love with you. And who knows, maybe tomorrow I'll find out that I'm wrong about everything.

"Pro-Ana" -Wait. What?!

I'm don't exactly remember how I came across it, but I became curious and Googled it. What I Googled was the term 'Pro-Ana'.
The first thing I got was a wikipedia definition:
Pro-ana refers to the promotion of the eating disorder anorexia nervosa 

And if that's not bad enough, when I clicked images, I got this:

Wait, these girls are prettier than this? :

Because, I don't know about society, but I love curves. We're women. We're supposed to have them. 

It gets worse though. Some of these pictures have messages like the picture above:

This is almost unreal. 

But it is. It is very real for so many women in society. 

I don't even know what was wrong with these two girls in the first place. Their bodies were stunning as is.

To starve yourself to look like this is just disgusting. 

I understand there are girls out there who are born this skinny. There are also girls out there that are more curvy. It really depends on what you want to call yourself. Don't let society label you. I'm calling the girls above ugly because they let society turn them into something they weren't in the first place. Something worse than before. There is absolutely no good in this. Why are we doing this girls? The only reason I could come up with is to impress the opposite sex because everyone wants the girl with the "model body". But those models let other people decide what they look like. They're constantly poked and prodded. And even after all the "dieting" and the hair cuts and dyes, the photos are still edited. No matter how beautiful you are, someone will always find something wrong. And what's the point of being beautiful if you don't believe it yourself? Do you really need someone else to tell you that you're fucking amazing inside and out? No. You don't. Be known as the georgeous confident girl that you are and not the girl who was so obsessed with herself that she slowly starved herself to death. 

I'd like to make it clear that I think change is good. Good change is good. If you're going to change your body, change it for the better. Go out and exercise. Start running like I have. Get that six pack you deserve (not saying that I have one because I don't).

There's a strong difference between fit and skinny and I'd take fit over skinny any day. 

Here's me. Spongebob boxers and all. You can't see my ribs. I don't have a gap between my legs. I have hips but they have curve to them rather than bone. Sure, I'd love to have that six pack in place of that small gut, but for now I'm okay with myself. 

Seriously, we're women. We're better than this Pro-Ana shit. 

Besides, there's bacon in the world. Whether you prefer veggie bacon or straight-from-the-pig's-behind bacon, it's still bacon. Eat it. 

Oh I also have something to say about these messages:

Well, you're probably going to lose your boobs if you lose fat everywhere else on your body. So then you'll be a flat chested skeleton. 

It's called being a whore. You don't have to starve yourself for that. 

And last but not least...

Abso-fucking-lutely. They were fucking delicious thank you very much! 

There are so much more picture like this across the internet. Just Google 'Thinspiration' and it's just as bad. If you search 'Thinspiration' on the site, Pinterest, they'll give you the message:






Eating disorders are not lifestyle choices, they are mental disorders that if left untreated can cause serious health problems or could even be life-threatening.


For treatment referrals, information, and support, you can always contact the National Eating Disorders Association Helpline at 1-800-931-2237 or www.nationaleatingdisorders.org



-Please use this information if you need it or if you just want to be aware. Of course, you could be saving the lives of others by being aware of this awful issue. You might even save your own. There's so much good food in the world. You only live once. Eat.♥