Fragment of my Imagination

Today is when we all wake up and realize that all of this is nothing but a fragment of our imagination. This is when we notice all the things we will miss, all the memories that don’t exist. At this point we will wish that during this dream we were in we would have taken our time and appreciated the little things more. The times when we saw the smiles and heard the laughs we shared. American Romanticism teaches us to never take a single moment for granted, to live your life to the fullest. We should live each minute as an unrepeatable miracle, and that is exactly what it is, unrepeatable and a miracle. Even if all of this is part of my imagination I am gonna make the best of it!

Acquisition

My heart is here for you to take.

It is something i hope you hold as a keepsake.

It's trapped inside all alone, in a prison.

I need someone like you to help with this jailbreak.

This is nothing but an Acquisition of my heart.

My heart is here for you to love.

If you would just wrap your arms around it like a glove.

Again, nothing but an acquisition of my heart.

Dwight's quotes

Dwight Schrute: "I have been Michael’s number two guy for about 5 years. And we make a great team. We’re like one of those classic famous teams. He’s like Mozart and I’m like...Mozart's friend. No. I’m like Butch Cassidy and Michael is like...Mozart. You try and hurt Mozart? You’re gonna get a bullet in your head courtesy of Butch Cassidy."

Michael Scott: Dwight, what is your middle name?

Dwight Schrute: Danger.

Michael Scott: It's something with a "K"...

Jim Halpert: It's Kurt... wow, it's so sad that I know that.

Dwight Schrute: Chu chu chu chu.

Jim Halpert: What are you doing?

Dwight Schrute: Vietnam sounds

Michael Scott: Dwight! Hey is it me or does this place smell like updog?

Dwight Schrute: What's up dog?

Michael Scott: Gotcha! Hahaha, oh god... crap. Nothin', how you doing?

Dwight Schrute: Good, how are you doing?

Dwight Schrute: When my mother was pregnant with me, they did an ultrasound and found she was having twins. When they did another ultrasound a few weeks later, they discovered, that I had resorbed the other fetus. Do I regret this? No, I believe his tissue has made me stronger. I now have the strength of a grown man and a little baby.

Dwight Schrute: Michael always says "K-I-S-S. Keep it simple, stupid." Great advice. Hurts my feelings every time.

Dwight Schrute: [bringing in a dead goose] I accidentally ran over it. It's a Christmas miracle!

Dwight Schrute [enters hallway]: Who did this to you? Where is he?

Pam: What, no it's nothing.

Dwight Schrute [takes off jacket, ties it around his waste]: It's hot in here.

Pam: Yeah.

Dwight Schrute: Yeah. [give Pam handkerchief]

Pam: Thanks, you don't need to stay here.

Dwight Schrute: I know. [puts arm around Pam]

Pam [continues crying]

Dwight Schrute: So you're PMS'ing pretty bad, huh?

Pam [cries more]

Dwight Schrute: I don’t believe you, continue

Dwight Schrute:Dolphins get a lot of good publicity for the drowning swimmers they push back to shore, but what you don’t hear about is the many people they push farther out to sea! Dolphins aren’t smart. They just like pushing things.

Dwight Schrute: People say, oh it’s dangerous to keep weapons in the home, or the workplace. Well I say, it’s better to be hurt by someone you know, accidentally, than by a stranger, on purpose

more to come later..... :)

oooh how much better this made my day!

New Moon

Has everyone gone crazy? All anyone is talking about is New Moon and this whole Twilight saga. Yes, i agree the Cullens are gorgeous vampires, and jacob is one FINE werewolf. Everywhere i turn i see Team Jacob vs. Team Edward. It is a mad house. i mean im not complaining because i love the movies, and the books, but some people take it too far. I talked to someone the other day and they told me they went to go see the movie 5 times. Seriously, it has not even been out for a week and they have seen it 5 freakin times. Geeeze people! Friday night me and my two older sisters stood in line to get into the movies. We stood there a good 30 minutes before the security let us pass. While we stood there i saw an array of t-shirts that people made just go watch a silly movie about love sick vampires and wolves. There were people cutting in line just so they could get a good seat. Again, it was a MAD house! The whole time i was watching the movie, i was on the edge of my seat, and to be honest i couldn't get enough in the end. What im trying to say is that i am now a Twilight freak...just like everyone else. YAYY teammm JACOB!

Cinderella

Dreams
we hall have them. it is just a fact of life.
A dream is a wish your heart makes, when your fast asleep. Whatever you wish for, you keep. Have faith in your dreams, and someday, your rainbow will come smiling through. No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true. its all just an inspiration to never let anyone tell you, you can't dream. And never limit yourself. Cinderella is a simple girl who has a dream. She goes out and fulfills her dream by setting her standards high, and never giving up. She got her fairytale ending, now why don't you!

Crayola

I have brand new

lets get to it crayons,

lined up in a bright yellow box.

Each flavor has a nice pointy tip

and wears a paper sleeve

just its size

waiting to be peeled off

its waxy back

so it can make its mark

Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange,and Purple.
well why don't we say
Wild Strawberry, Cornflower, Dandelion, Melon,and Wisteria.
They are all the same in a child eyes.
The way we see them is through our own demise.
Maybe to you it is just a color.
but to a child it is an adventure.
When you look at box of crayons you see sticks of color.
through a child's eyes they are more than that.
a spaceship
a princess
a flower
a car
this crayola box of mine is nothing but
an imagination waiting to be put on paper.
By a child's young hands

YUMMY

I love Thanksgiving! it is my favorite holiday everr! I always wake up extra early to help my mom cook the green beans and mashed potatoes. We get all dressed up and head over to my aunt and uncle's house. I just love the smell of her house when i first step in. My mouth waters when I smell the buttery rolls, the turkey stuffing, the macaroni, dumplings, and of course the delicious turkey. It is, after all, called Turkey Day for a reason. My day is filled with laughs, memories, food, and football. This day is something i look forward to every year. It is the most relaxed holiday i have and is one of the many reasons why i love it soo! HAPPY TURKEY DAYY!

R.I.P. Danny Boi

"Cryin' for Me"
I'm going to miss that smile
I'm going to miss you my friend
Even though it hurts the way it ended up
ill do it all again

So play it sweet in heaven
Cause that's right where you want to be
I'm not cryin' cause i feel sorry for you
I am cryin' for me!

On Sunday November 22, 2009 we got a phone call to tell us that he had died. Immediately i started crying. I was in shock, how could something like that happen. It all seemed so surreal. little Danny Boi was gone forever. All day Sunday i pondered on weather or not it was too soon too call the family to see how things were. I know that it would of been fine, but if it were me i don't know if i would want to talk to anyone; So i waited. The next day at school i saw his sister. She and i used to be so close, and all i wanted to do was to hug her and let her know that i was here for her. This family had already been through so much, and now they lost a son, a brother, and a best friend. Joshua James Calhoun was only 19 when he passed. It happened so quickly and part of me didnt want to believe that it had actually happened. On Wednesday November 25, 2009 at 1pm i went to church and prayed for him. I fell apart as i watched his family and many, many friends walk his casket down the aisle. It was almost like a sign from god but, just as the priest was blessing the casket, a beam of light shown through the stain glass windows onto his family. It was like he was trying to comfort them and let them know he was in a better place. The toughest part was watching his group of friends kneel down and then tap his casket one last time. It was so painfully sad to watch them tell their best friend good bye for the last time. As we stood there they played the Toby Keith song " Cryin for Me", and Shinedown's version of " Simpleman". Never will we forget you smile, your laugh, or the memories we shared. You will forever be missed Danny Boi!

R.I.P. Joshua James Calhoun

Emergency

It was getting late, around midnight I think, and I was sitting at home on my computer. I was just chatting it up on facebook. What a great Friday night right? Haha yeah if that is what you call it. The only reason I ever get on there anymore was to see if he would message me. I would sometimes wait for three hours just to see if he would long on. I was completely infatuated with this kid and I have only known him for about four months. We talked to each other almost every night. I thought he hung the moon. I loved this kid; he always put me in the best moods and made me smile. I would do anything for him.
So one night while I was with my cousin, he sends me a text. He tells me that he needs my box of photos that I have under my bed. He told me that it was urgent and that he needed them right away. For one thing I was a little worried because my pictures are what I hold dear to my heart, and I would be forever sad if something happened to them. They were my memories and reminded me of all the good times I used to have when I was little. So of course I asked why he needed them. He said he couldn’t tell me now, but that I would find out later. I was hesitant at first, but then I said ok. The next day I drove out to his house with this huge blue and green polka dotted box. Inside was all of my pictures. He wasn’t home so I left it for him just inside the door. That night I waited to see if he would text me or log on so I could find out what was going on. But of course he didn’t, and I was left confused and saddened because I gave him something that I held dear to my heart. A week had gone by and I was getting mad, because I didn’t know what had happened to him or my pictures.
The next Saturday he calls me and asks me to come see him at his house, no questions asked. So I got in the car and drove down to see him. When I got there he was standing in his driveway with my box of pictures and what looked like another box. On the top of it was this really pretty brown bow. I run up to him and give him a hug and tell him how much I have missed him. He hands me the box with the brown bow and tells me to open it. With a smirk on his face I took it from him and opened it. Inside was the flip book and he had made me a scrapbook of all my childhood photos in half and his in the other. As I was flipping through the pages I would saw this one page that was in the middle of the book. And on this page it read, I love you and being with you makes me happy, will you go out with me?, and under this was the first picture we took together. I was so happy I was at a loss for words. With the biggest smile on my face that I have ever had I said YES!

Walking into the bookcase!

Don't look at your feet! Always keep your head up, because you never know what could lay in your path. Feeling sad will get you nowhere. The next thing you know...BAM you walk into a bookcase. Now you lie there in pain with a huge slash across your forehead. Now what? Your passed out on the floor and as soon as you come to there is a puddle of blood beside your face. Nice going! So as soon as you pick yourself off the floor; you get your Butt in the car and drive yourself to the hospital. Embarrassed, the doctor asks you how it happened. You didn't even have the guts to tell her you was just too stubborn to look up and you walked straight into the bookcase. They stitched you up, and you drove home feeling like an idiot. I'm proud to call you my best friend!

GASZLCNBW

Grape pop rocks flew across the floor, and I sat there amazed. All I could do was think to myself; man I wish I didn’t drop them. Some sly kid tried to run over to where it happen and pick them up and eat them. Zap, I slapped that fool before he knew what had happened. Like I’m going to let somebody else eat my pop rocks. Candy is something I live for, and no one can take it from me. Now of course I had to apologize for hitting this poor innocent child that didn’t know better. But from now on he knows not to mess with me when it comes to pop rocks. What is with kids these days that think they can have things that don’t belong to them? The next thing I did was I walked over picked up every last pop rock off the floor. I said the 5 sec rule applies to all good things, and I popped the pop rocks in my mouth. Best candy EVER!

if i could have just one more day with you

if i could live one day over again it would be the May 6, 2007. This was the day before my grandpa passed away. that day i went to my grandparents house and i spent the whole day sitting and talking with them. we reminisced over memories from my childhood and he told me war stories the best he could. my grandpa was in the Navy in the Vietnam War. He would try and mumble out the best he could all the ways him and his buddies got in trouble during the old days. i would just sit there and laugh at how silly he was. My grandpa was almost like a vegetable. He could not walk or move on his own. He had been bed ridden for at least a year or so. Before then my grandma or my dad and his brother would come over and help get him out of bed and give him a bath or move him to his chair. My grandpa had many health problems and one of those was Parkinson's Disease. This caused him to have uncontroleable jitters. It was like none of his muscles would work for him. He could do nothing for himself. On this saturday i spent the whole day sitting with him in his house, jsut talking and laughing with him. i didnt even try to imagine the rest of my life without hm. I loved my grandpa with all my heart. I would give anything to spend one more day with him. Just to go back to the day before and live it forever. RIP Frank Rineheart Schadler Jr.

Never leave us again!

today when i woke up i just knew that today was going to be one of those off days. sometimes off days are good and sometimes they are bad. when rolled out of bed at a round about 6:00 am my favorite song was playing on the radio. Vanilla Twilight was blasting from my alarm. the lead to a sudden burst of a smile across my face. i look out toward the bright light streaming in from the kitchen and then i stare out my window to only see that it is raining. what a damper on my day that was. ha ha yes i could tell at that moment this was one of those days. i get to school and i see all my friends and with my mountain dew in hand i walk into my first period. Crap! i forgot that we had a test today and now i don't know what to do, because of course just coming back from fall break, i did none of my homework. rushing around trying to finish my review, i settle down to take my test. i look across the hall, and there she is, Ms. Mky D. "Where is she going?" i thought.
i get to English class, and she isn't there. WHAT THE HECK! why was she not here. i think it was just because she doesn't like us. ugh, then i turn and see what we call a substitute. HA! yeah right. As he walks by this chill rushes up my spine. Oh he is how you say a Creeper. Oh gosh, Ms. Mcky D please never leave us again!

Gone but not Forgotten

Your smile was as bright as the sun and your eyes like those of the stars at night. I remember hearing your laugh and tousling your hair. You were like a brother to me, I loved you. what if i had asked you to stay with me that night. maybe I should have just taken your keys. I never should have let you get into that car. But you did, and now you are gone. Gone forever, and I will never get to see you again until we meet in heaven.
that night when I got that call, my heart sank and I couldn't breathe, I felt it was all my fault. I loved you, my best friend. All it took was one night and god took you away from me. I will never forget how you made me laugh or how happy you made me. Every time I drive past your cross on the side of the road i think about you, and I stop and pray for your soul, that you will forever be happy wherever you are.
I miss you, and I love you, my best friend.

Oh how embarrasing

PARENTS

You got to love em. The things they do to us are always embarrasing, even if they arent. I mean they are our parents, they shouldnt be acting this way. haha so here it is, my most embarrasing moments with my mom.
Its my 16th birthday and of course im going for my permit, the thing is that i wait till the middle of the afternoon to finally get ready. Well we drive all the way down to downtown owensboro to take my test and they are closed, so i have to wait till the next day to go apply for it. So to kill time before we go home and get ready for church, my mom decides she wants to go to Walmart.
After she finishes her shopping we go to check out, i leave her side for like two minutes to go get a drink and when i come back she is telling her whole life story and everything that happened to us today to the cashier. The first thing i did was start laughing, i mean i was so embarrased i mean thtat woman can literaly go out and carry on a full conversation with a complete stanger...oooh but you got to love her!

ughh math

Ok so it is the first day of math class and mrs. R gives us this sheet of paper. On this paper is a 5x5 chart and at the top it says bingo. Great!I thought, I love bingo! then she begins to tell us what this paper is for. She tells us that we have to do these assignments; at least five of them. Luckily we were able to talk her out of making us do an actual row straight across, straight down, or diagonally, because honestly this assignment was hard for me. So of course in my nature i wait till the last minute to begin. Not because i like to procrastinate, but because i really had no clue of what to write about.

So it all starts with Mrs. R's first lesson. Our first set of notes are about linear and quadratic functions. She taught us how to place these functions in our calculator and then to graph them. Then we took time to analyze the graphs to find the x and y intercepts, the maximum and the minimum, and the domain and range. All of this seemed so easy to me because it is like review being as i was in and honors class last year.

The next day on August 21, 2009 she went over three more things: in finding the increasing values, the decreasing values, and determining if the symmetry of the function was even, odd, or neither.
On August 25, 2009 Ms. Rosi brings up the dreaded word. this word i hate more than anything, haha factoring. Of course this is review for me, but i still find it difficult to comprehend. this year i am doing things differently. I am sitting in the front row, i think helps me out alot, because it allows me to stay focused. After today with our little brush up on factoring i think i got it down. YAYYY!
Skipping ahead to August 31, 2009 Ms. Rosi goes over division of polynomials and how to do the short cut. i myself love short cuts. this shortcut was called synthetic division. which can only be used when you are dividing by x to the first power. if not then you have to do long division. blech which is never fun.
On September 17, 2009 we take notes over how to find vertical asymptotes. these are always fun. Out of all that we have done so far i think graphing has been the most fun. i don't know why though, i guess because it is so easy for me. we also learned what a hole was and how it can alter the way we draw our graph.
Ok so now we are about half way done with the nine weeks and i am getting really tired of just reviewing stuff all the time. It makes me mad how every five seconds someone is asking how to find something. Nobody pays attention in class and i feel like we aren't getting anywhere because of their constant complaining. UGHH!...I'm sorry i mean i guess i just don't like ignorant people. GOSh I'm mean.
On September 25, 2009 we learned how to divide and multiply rational functions, and again this is just another thing that is review for me, because i remember it from last year. Boy this sure is exciting. haha
On October 1, 2009 Ms. Rosi taught us how to find a Slant asymptote and or the Horizontal asymptote. All these which i get to add to things to find when i am graphing functions. all i got to say is I Love math class...haha wow
i cant wait till i get to learn something different. right now I'm not doing as well as i would like in that class. i don't know why, but Ms. Rosi says it is because i don't apply myself. I mean i am trying but i don't know maybe i should try harder.

Barbra

Barbra, if anyone knows who this woman is they will agree with me when I say she is a witch.

She is my teacher the witch. So my story begins in 7th grade. The whole class of about 15 was sitting in our seats on the first day of school, quite and calm. this of course unusual for a 7th grade class on the first day of school. So the teacher walks in and we all gasp. Her hair is all a mess and her eyes were filled with emptiness. she begins to bark about how she woke up late and came to school late. At this point we still didn't even know her name. She starts to give her lecture about todays lesson and her nose begins to twitch and i swear by the moon that a mole/wart sprouts from her upper lip. At that moment we all knew that she, Barbra is a witch.

What Game?

Okay so this is EMBARRASSING! it was one of the biggest games of our senior girls season.
Apollo Softball's biggest rival is Owensboro Catholic. So all of our varsity girls show up and they are in uniform. The catholic girls at this point are already there waiting for instruction from their coach. So they walk onto the field and begin to stretch and throw to get warmed up for the game. Everybody was hipped up and ready to go. Then out of nowhere the catholic girls looked up and sombody goes lets go get ready for the game. The embarrasing thing was that this dumb girl all of a sudden goes WHAT GAME?!

ever since then all the varsity girls before every game we go What Game? as a joke hahaha i love my girls and our memories

The past

my past?
oh ok well one thing that I sometimes wish I could forget about was when I was about six. I was in Kindergarten and it was right around picture day. I all of a sudden felt the urge to get my hair cut. I mean it was getting pretty long and I wanted it to look good for picture day. So I went and fount the sharpest scissors I could, and I fount a quiet spot away from anyone. I hid while I was doing it because I knew that it was a bad thing. so I start to cut away at my beautiful hair....and what do you know I cut the biggest chunk ever out of my hair. All of it falls to the ground and i almost started t0 cry. I tried everything to hide it from my mom and dad, but it didn't work. Instead of getting in trouble the first thing my mom does is calls my aunt. During dinner that night my aunt comes over and tries to fix my hair. lets just say that my long locks weren't so long anymore. I looked like a boy. Now I will forever have my kindergarten picture to remind me of this horrific day,

Who i want to be

My goals for after high school are to go to collage and get an education in sports medicine. My whole life used to be centered around my family and sports. I am currently taking the necessary classes to get me ready for my future career. I am enrolled in Anatomy and IB biology. Anatomy is a good class to take because it teaches me about the human body and how each part works together to do the little things we do every day. My goal for next year is to get into the student internship, shadowing a physical therapist. Physical therapy and sports medicine is something that I am really into. I have to admit i actually get excited to go to my Anatomy class, because there are always new discoveries so it never gets boring. I cant wait to go to college and pursue my career.

badd day

When I woke up today I felt diffrent. Nothing was the same. When I usually wake up I get into this routine and i feel like if i dont do the same things everyday my day will go terrible.

Well that is exactly what happened. I was late today because of the rain. It all seems to be a big series of unfortunate events. I get to class and my homework is wet from the rain. Then i find out that i have a big test in Anatomy. I mean What else could go worng, i just had to ask. Every time one thing goes wrong I get into this mood and I go to this mental satate where i dont what to talk to anyone. Everyone is annoying and I really hate that about myself sometimes. I cant chage it is just the way I am. All i can say is that today was a bad day.

Highs and Sighs

Every summer my youth group goes on a mission trip. We never know where we are going and we don't know what we will be doing. The whole point of the trip is to meet new people and to have an experience. So all day we try and make the best of whatever it is we are doing. Then at the end of the day we meet up with your Youth leader Norm, and he asks us the same question. He asks us what our highs and sighs of the day were. So we sit there and go around and basically say something that was good about our day and maybe something that was not so good. The only thing was that you could not have a sigh unless you had a high to go with it. The whole point was to be able to see how blessed we are and how much god has given us. Luckily it always goes well and everyone is able to take something good out of the day. Now we use this for our everyday lives. He tells us to take everyday as something good even if it wasnt, to try and look at what we are given and try and make it great.

Little Things
It is funny how we do things,
We act before we think!
We live our lives oblivious,
To all the little things.
These little things are like leaves,
But they are more than that.
They are trees, trees full of branches.
The branches are full of life, and dreams.
These dreams we have, are of joy and happiness.
So when we take all the little things,
And put them together, we have love.
That is what this is; it is love, an action and a feeling.
Something we do without thinking,
And it all started with these
Little things.