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Wow, so, I forgot about this...sorry, guys. :P I've been really busy recently and haven't had time to even remember.

So, I have something "newer" to put up. It's small, but it does the job. I, myself, like it a lot...even though it may sound lame..but whatever.

Yeah, I have no clue where I'm going with this, but sorry for the late update.

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The pouring rain is the perfect backdrop to this setting
No one can see the tears streaming down my face
I remember the times we've had
Knowing that happiness is now far off
Who could've done this to my good friend?
I lay down the flowers on the grave of this young man

I must leave before they see me standing there
Walking away, I say a prayer and ask "why?"
As I get in the car, the breeze blows softly telling me, "goodbye"

Soul-Mates

Since I'm a procrastinator, and since I have to put a speech together and write note cards that are due in 13 hours that need to be started, I thought I'd come update my blog. Maybe I'll put my other one up, but I'll settle for this one for the moment. It was started February 4, 2009 and finished March 6, 2009.

Soul-Mates:
I believe there is such a thing. yes, I admit, I've never felt love. Love in the sense of a relationship. Love is not the same as soul-mates, however. You can love someone, but not be their soul-mate. Likewise, you can have a soul-mate but love might not be there for a while. But if you got to know each other, love would come easily. More easily than if you're not a soul-mate.

I may be a mere 18 years old, but I believe in my heart of hearts, that I have found one of my soul-mates. The key words there are "one of". Yes, I am saying that I believe we can have more than one soul-mate on this planet. Think about it. There are billions of individuals on our planet. We can not just be soul-mates to only one person out there. We may never meet this person, so there has to be more than one soul-mate for each of us. Can I tell you exactly how many? No, I do not know. I also cannot tell you where to find one of yours. I do not know. But we all have soul-mates and we all are a soul-mate for other people.

I will, however, give you a glimpse of what I felt when I believe I met one of my soul-mates. It was two years ago this month (March). I knew of this person before this time but we never talked so I couldn't feel anything before then. The moment I first felt something was when we shared our first hug. We hadn't spoken to each other before this hug at all...long story of how it came to be...but I knew then that it was something more than a friendly hug. We shared three hugs in total. All three of them had the same feeling. It's an indescribable feeling and I'll never be able to fully explain it. However, I'll try. It was like a current that went into my core. It was almost electric and it was all warm and fuzzy. It sounds stupid, but it's true. We no longer talk so I don't know if he felt the same, but I think he did. I know we'll talk sometime in the future and I believe that we are soul-mates.

I cannot tell you where to find yours. That's for you to do. They may be in the same city, state, country as you...or they may be on the other side of the world. Chances are both. Search for your soul-mate. Because, only then, will you be the happiest you've ever been. Be happy, accomplish your dreams, strive to do your best.

Live, Laugh and Love

That's what I was told years ago. But I think I've figured it out. These are the basis of happiness, pure happiness within our self. We need all three to be one for this pure happiness.


Live: you may think that this meaning is clear, but it's not. The meaning is not clear; well, I guess it is, but don't take it in it's literal sense. It's more of a theoretical meaning. Like, try new foods, attempt a death-defying stunt, love someone more than you thought possible. And, please, stop and smell the roses along the way. Yes, it's another theoretical meaning, but I'm not going to tell you it's meaning. I know you're all smart enough to do that yourself. Live. Live happily ever after.


Laugh: Sure, laugh at the child who's splashing in the water. But don't just laugh at him. Learn to laugh at yourself. Truly laugh at the silly things you do. Not because you feel like you have to because you want to be included, but because you'll be yourself. You'll be able to live happily. See, I told you these three need to be one.


Love: It goes in many senses; love yourself, others, animals or possessions. But the greatest of these is love yourself. Love yourself above all others and then you will be truly happy. You cannot be truly and completely happy until you love yourself. Love is the greatest of these three "L-words".


Without love, you cannot laugh. Without love you cannot live. Without truly living, you cannot laugh. You need to accomplish all three of these things to be truly happy, they intertwine within each other. Stop and smell the roses once in a while. Be happy. Live. Laugh. Love.

The End

Okay. I said I'd blog today. My "thoughts" are coming out slow. I haven't had much time to create a new one. I went to a funeral today, it was really sad and depressing. The room was packed with people who loved this girl. Even the outside space was full with a few dozen people who couldn't fit in the room. I was going to put one of my older thoughts I have saved on my computer as this. However, I will have time this week in my math and Public Speaking classes to come up with an epic thought that I am almost done with. I think it's pretty good. "Soul Mates".

But, I decided I'd go with a poem thing I wrote. It's my fear that this will happen to me. I do not want it to though.

The End

September 10, 2008

A shout and a whimper were heard a mile away. I go running towards you. I know it was you, I know your voice. My heart stopped, it cried out for you. I felt your pain, I sensed your fear. I got there just in time. You were in pain; I couldn’t bear to see you so. It hurt me to see your beautiful face stained with tears that never stopped falling. I wanted to take away the pain, take away your hurt. I wanted to make you better, to make you safe. You told me you weren’t afraid because I got there just in time. I held your hand telling you you’ll be alright. I had to hold back my tears, I had to be strong. Because for you my friend, all hope was gone. I knew enough to know that you couldn’t be fixed. A pool of blood surrounded your head. You were hit by the car that should’ve stopped to let you pass. A crowd has formed; mothers, fathers, sons and daughters. It’s the loudest silence you’ve ever heard you said. I’m trying to be strong, but you sense my pain. You know what’s going to happen. You just tell me to keep looking at you, to keep talking to you. You’re giving me your last wish to tell your mother and father that you love them. You’re about to tell me something but as you open your mouth, you start to gasp. You cannot breathe. There’s nothing for me to do. I hold you close to my heart as you take your last breath. You are gone and I never got the chance to say “I love you.”

I see you on the ground

Your beautiful silhouette

I couldn’t believe you were there

Because I haven’t seen you in more than a year

You saw me and called my name

I ran over to be by your side

You asked me if you were okay

But the car that hit you had gotten away

I could not lie to you

But I could not say the truth

I saw all the blood

I knew you should be in pain

But you could not feel a single thing

You saw the sadness in my eyes

And you knew it was near the end

But as I sat there holding your hand

You would not let me think anything bad

You said that you’re okay

And that you’d watch over me

But there was so much I wanted to say

I didn’t want you to go away

You wanted me to give your family your best

And as you were laying on the ground

With your beautiful tear-stained face

It was hard for you to make a sound

And as I asked you what you wanted

You were gasping for air and I knew it was the end

Your lips were moving, forming soundless words

But I knew what you were saying

I did not need to hear the words

And as we were there together at last

We saw the crowd

We heard the sirens blasting

But you looked into my eyes for the one last time

And as I held you to my breast

I felt you finally go and rest

You left before my words have been said

The ones of “I love you, my very best friend”.

For some reason, I feel like I have the need to say "Harry Plopper"

And it bugs me. Because it's stupid. Harry Plopper. There, I did it.

So, I have my own dorm room now. It's very very nice. I can sleep when I want, study when I want, watch what I want. I don't have to be dressed perfectly all the time. I can live as I wish. That doesn't mean I live like a slob, but I don't have to worry about what another person thinks. I am free to do what I want, when I want. It's really nice. But for some reason, my bed isn't as comfortable here as it was in my old dorm. :?

Sure, it gets a little dull living in a small room alone, but it's better than having to share one with someone I don't always get along with. Hopefully I'll learn to study better/more now. I need to do well in class.

I guess it doesn't help that I skipped class today. But, it's deadly outside. So much snow, ice and now freezing/icy rain. Not good conditions for me, especially since I'm uncoordinated.

I know, this isn't very "thoughty" of me, but I don't know what to put now. One of my normal "thoughts" isn't complete yet. However, it's almost there! :D

Anyways, I have to get back to doing noting right now. And then go grab some grub.

~Emily

My first one!

Okays, so. This is my first blog on this site. Mostly, I'll just write about my thoughts and everything. Maybe I'll end up putting other stuff on here as well.

As of now, I'm studying for a biology exam, so nothing's really going up right now. Maybe later.

~Emily