Sometimes, you just don't want to write.

About yourself that is. I really enjoy making people up and writing about their lives. I like to sometimes make their lives harder than mine, and make them get through it. I guess to justify myself, put myself in place. If that makes sense. Sometimes, if I think about it hard enough, I actually get upset. These people, sometimes children, that I write about, that I create, in some ways actually exist. Of course not their exact names and situations, but I know they're out there. It's sad to think about how many people really and honestly do not have the option to eat every day, to sleep in their very own bed, in a warm, dry house. And I wish there was more that I could do except buy them stuff for Toys for Tots and stuff... but we don't have a lot of money either so there's not :/
Anyways, I love to write. I can't explain why, and I can't even explain why everything I write is so different. I just write not exactly what I feel, but whatever comes to me. Sometimes I get an idea and just run with it. I write about the people around me, I write about the situations around me, or even the situations around the other people around me. Nothing I write is perfect, or even that fantastic, but it's mine and it's beautiful to me because I did it myself. All of that goes here now. Or at least a lot of it. This blog is not really about me. Yanno, "Woke up around eight, fought with my parents, cried for an hour, went out to dinnfer-" no. It's my emotions and my thoughts. SO as a warning for the future; if you do not agree with me, adios. You don't have to. And do not assume anything I write is towards you, any other individual you know, OR meant to be rude. :)
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Short Poem #2

Once Upon a Star
Twinkle, twinkle little star,
I know exactly what you are.
You may sparkle, you may shine,
but inside? You're a lie.
Twinkle, twinkle little star,
you're not even up that far.
You're a satellite, we all know,
just as fake as Hollywood snow.
Twinkle, twinkle little star,
what will grant my wish now?

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'Till next time,
Ladybug♥
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Write on... Thursday?

Yeah, I know, I suck. But I'll save the lame excuses and just do it now. :) I'm really excited, this is my first try!

Here's the directions and prompt for this week;

The Write On Wednesday Rules: Feel free to get creative with the writing exercises - there isn't a right or wrong. Please do try to visit the other members of Write On Wednesdays and leave a comment. You can grab the button for Write On Wednesdays from my sidebar.

Write On Wednesdays Exercise 7 - Sit under a tree and write: Find yourself a quiet spot. Set a timer for 5 minutes. Take a look at Kristy's Tree Photo. Write the first words that come into your head. Keep writing whatever comes into your head. Stop when the buzzer rings. Do this exercise over and over if you wish. If like me, you struggle with visual prompts, perhaps try sitting under a tree to write. I have heard that changing your usual writing place can spark new inspiration. Try it and see. Do both if you please!

Sit Under a Tree and Write- Callie and Sammy's NeverEverLand
"Callie?" Sammy yelled out to the darkness of the night. He shivered as he walked slowly off the patio and into the damp grass. He'd never been out this way before, and frankly couldn't wait to never come back.
"Over here!"
"Where's here?! Did you grow cat eyes in five minutes, or have you always been able to see in the dark?"
"I'm by the tree, Sammy. I'm sure you can make it out."
He could. Who could miss that tree? It's tired  branches stretched out so high up that he couldn't make out an end. The roots came all the way out to the very end of the grass where the concrete patio started, possibly growing further under that.
"Okay, coming," as he followed the gigantic roots to their base, the fog started to clear. He could see Callie a little clearer now, her eyes were round and excited.
"Sammy... I think we're home."
"In the backyard?"
"No! I mean this house! This area! This family!"
"Why's that?"
"Look inside here..." she pointed to a small opening in the base of the great tree's trunk.
Sammy looked inside and couldn't believe what his near-blind eyes were seeing.
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Out of time :) Comment if you want the rest/more of the story. Hope I did it right. :)
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Once Upon A Midnight Dreary...

Or more like 3 AM.
To be completely honest, I have no idea why I'm awake.
But anyways, I was having a Buddah Moment and decided to share.

Little girl's (almost) fairytale wedding

...Well, not exactly.
Tonight, I think I look at life a little different. People are always saying "the clock is ticking!" (or more like annoying mothers). There's always a rush to spend the rest of your life with someone. I feel like girls ALWAYS feel like they need a boyfriend. Especially now a days. I mean, I see 12, 13 year old girls posting "I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND <333" statuses! The problem, my friends, is that they're never the one. It's always the one you least expect it to be. Sometimes it's a childhood friend you grew up with, sometimes it's the guy you meet at the bar after you get divorced from your husband of a month and a half; but it's never your "first love" Mr. Prince Charming.
I always (even up until today) used to say I wanted to be married young, and if I decided to have kids, have THEM young. Even if not kids, I always thought that if you're 30 and still not happily married, you never will be.
Friends, I was sadly mistaken.
My aunt, that's my dad's sister, was married today. She's been married before, and has two daughters. One being born when she was only 17. She's one of the strongest people I know. She took good care of her daughters and raised some beautiful, smart, responsible women. But she never seemed to find the right guy. Her first kid's dad was pretty much nothing. Didn't meet his daughter until she was a senior in high school. The next one was the one she actually married. I'm not saying he was a terrible guy, because I was only a kid &didn't exactly know the whole story, but I know he didn't treat her right. All I thought about when I seen her was I wish she could get someone who would treat her like the beautiful person she is. About six years ago she started dating this guy, and I never really knew him. Still don't. But they got married tonight, and I've never been happier for her. Her girls are raised up, so are his kids. It's about time she do good for herself. Of course, they've both been there, done that, so the wedding wasn't exactly a black tie affair (I wore a niceish blouse, jean shorts, and flip-flops), but why should it be? It was actually pretty fun. They wore these hilarious T-Shirts. Hers was of a wedding dress &his of a tux. AND THE FOOD! I swear I wasn't even this stuffed on Thanksgiving.

Start with a smile, end with a headache.

THAT, is what shall happen. :) You'll see.

LET THE RECORD SHOW MY FRIENDS! Today (see date above, I have no idea what it is), my socks match. That's right, match. Honestly, I don't remember the last time this has happened. It's not on purpose, no way. I'm not one of those people that UNMATCHES socks just to be cool. I do my own laundry and simply decided one day that I was wasting minutes off of my life trying to find matches that didn't want to be found. Granted, I haven't used this saved time wisely, but hey, let's just say it's in the saved-time-bank for later. Yanno, for when I decide to cure cancer or run as president like my parents want me to do (I hear those are some pretty busy people). Don't even ask me why I'm wearing socks. They're not exactly my favorite invention, especially in the Summer. But we just put in this little ghetto air conditioner in the window, and I must say, NEVER let sizes full you. This little guy makes Antarctica feel like the tropical forests of Africa. I hope you can edit posts on here, because I'll post a picture of it after Mom's done. Everytime I'm on the computer she decides something important must be checked and kicks me off.


As for the elephant in the room... errr... webpage, I have started this blog for a number of reasons. (clicks on nifty little "numbered list" button)

1. I have a friend that had to move away and I really miss talking to her. I want her to know what I'm up to, and that the Buddha Moments tradition will continue to move on. (If you remember your Myspace login stuff, my blog on there explains.)
2. I like the idea that my life, although pretty unimportant to the world as whole, will be (somewhat) documented.
3. Writing is one of the few things I have a passion for and actually consider a "hobby." When I'm sure nobody will be reading this but Ryssa and I, I will post some stuff. But until then, you shall wait in agony and bask in suspense. ;) 

Until next time,
Ladybug♥