Broken Love

Ok so first I am on my way to spanish I take the wrong way and have to wast $1 on toll stuff and that makes me late to class.... then I do really bad on a quiz...... then I drive all the way home witch is a lot of gas. I get home for like 2 seconds ( ok like 10 min) then go to gymnastics and was late there too cuz spanish got out a little late. So yesterday I get a call from my coach she said that I made it to state!!!! My freshman year I went on bars last year I went on vault, but this year I'm going on both!!!! yes I'm totally stoked! when I got there my coach handed me a paper saying that I was the athlete of the month in alllll of our district! ya amazing! So I go to the gym tonight living off of the sugar of root beer and cookies... ya if you do sports you know that's NOT a good thing, and it wears off way to fast! But I'm so determined to do well and get ready for state on Saturday and hopefully try some new skills. I worked bars for 2 hours straight I tried to d

Before I say anything else I'm gonna say . . . YOU HAVE TO GET THIS BOOK!!!!!! Ok! With that out of the way, I think I should probably tell ya a little about it book. My Life Unscripted book is THE BEST devotional style book I have ever read. Instead of a strict Bible study where you read then write a response to the teaching, it is set up in random sections that include several different ways to think about the subject. You can read literal scripts that are based on the author's life as well as her thoughts on each subject. You can write what you think as you go. There are also Bible verses and quotes from teens telling about their experiences. (And yours truly is quoted several times. :o)) This book is not directed to the "perfect" girl in any way. It is for real people who struggle with real life. In this book Tricia is completely honest with the mistakes she made as she was trying to find who she was. I love the way she is so vulnerable with her life, writing to

! The Butterfly (2) ! Dipping and dodging, Twisting and turning, For the first time, Butterfly. Stretching to the sky, Floating on the wind, Sun dancing through wings. Butterfly Posing for admirers, Perched on a white rose, Flirting with life, Butterfly.

More Home work! %The Butterfly% Curled in a ball, The dark all around, Nice and warm, SAFE What is that? It’s bright! Shrinking back, What to do now? It grows stronger, SCARED It’s beautiful, Still not moving, Feeling the draft, It’s refreshing, CURIOUS Slowly stretching, Turing towards the light, Welcoming the warmth, All around, Exposed to the world, FREE

When I was writing this it was for my poetry class but every time I read it it reminds me of my friend Jennie! It's just sooo her! So ya I think I might start posting my poems that I write for home work if ya'll don't mind :) love ya! *Breath * The grass tickles my feet. The mud squishes between my toes. A branch brushes my cheek. The water rushes at my ankles. The sun shining hot through the trees, hot on my head. Cool, fresh spring breeze waves my hair. The sweet smell of the flowers in my hair catch on the air. A bird sings, A woodpecker pecks, A bug buzzes. Just standing there. Soaking it all in. It’s barely different now, Than when I was three. The only thing changed in this forest is me.

When I look in the mirror all I want to see, Is nothing but plain old me. When I raise my eyes I see a stranger, My hear beats fast as if there were danger. Should I pull from my eyes the hair? My hands shake, do I dare? Who’s eyes are those? Almost as strange as those toes. I’m buried deep inside, Almost as if I died. What would it take to make me alive? In the cool deep water I could dive. To wash away all the fake, And raise the social stake. What if they don’t like who I am? And block me out just like a dam. I don’t know if I could bear, Then I think, why do I even care? No one tells the waves what to do in the sea, So why should they tell me? I will step into my own, Even if I do it alone.