i'm fully aware that i'm a hypocrite.

promises

another original by Abby Desharnais in 8th grade

Promise me so many things,
Never ever forget anyone you meet,
Never regret anything that happens.
Promise me that we won’t fight.
Promise me that we’ll always be friends.
Promise me that you’ll be patient with me.
Always be patient.
Always do what makes you happy.
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance.
Believe in yourself no matter what.
If you can’t think of what to do,
Follow your heart.
Promise me that you’ll never leave.
Promises, Promises, Promises.

wonder

an original by Abby Desharnais in 8th grade.

I often seem to wonder,
Whatever happened to childhood?
We were all equals,
Everything was significant.
Every child made wishes,
Every child had dreams.
We all believed in each other,
We’d give anything to fly!
We never doubted,
Always had a secret scheme,
And then one day we awoke to this world.
We were stricken with shock,
This is the big world.
Now we have a constant worry.
We were always doubting,
Always ignorant,
And the most important thing is being rich.
Back then it was about climbing up the biggest rock first.
Back then we had imagination.
Now we worry.
Let’s go back to when we used to wonder.

yesterday, all of my troubles seemed so far away

and this is the part of life i like to call: everything's going right

i wish i could just sit and think. i wish i could just sit and write tremendous stories like i used to.

(what i used to write wasn't tremendous... but i spent a lot of time of things. and i loved them at the time. and they were really well written.)

i used to be an avid writer. i used to aspire to be an author.

i guess that's partly why i took level 4 english. i thought that there would be some creative writing involved... but nope. mostly essays. it's okay though, because i'm definitely without a doubt taking creative writing. maybe if i'm forced into writing stories i'll fall in love with it again.

that's an interesting phrase... falling in love with an action or an inanimate object. we all say it. what does it really mean?

i've been day dreaming about driving now. i'm just extremely ready to be able to go places. i mean, i like my house and everything, but i'd like to leave. often.

it's not like i'm going to have a car though...

that's the annoying thing. it's also annoying that people's parents buy them cars. i feel like that's an experience that you need to do on your own.

here comes the sun and i say

it's alright.

i made my christmas list today. which makes me sound hypocritical... but this is the one time of the year where parents buy their children things because it's tradition. santa's in the picture to of course...

i feel like the holiday shouldn't even be called christmas anymore. it's lost it's real meaning. i'll probably write about that more towards christmas or when people are going crazy to buy things.

i think i'll buy things for my kids on the 26th. (ha, but probably not.)

moral of the story: don't love inanimate objects? (i don't even know where that came in...)

just a few things

so today was confirmation. i still have oil on my forehead to prove it (:

people came over. we ate chinese food for hours... haha

i am now an adult in the church. and i also have the holy spirit with me.

this is a big deal!

so i got $50 in itunes money... i basically just spent it all.

i was explaining to my parents that i only get itunes gift cards twice a year so i have to spend it right away.

i'm so excited for all of this music i just bought!!!

i lost my train of thought.

oh, i just wanted to say a virtual thank you to all of those who attended even though none of them read this i don't think..