Countdown to Chicago.
My flight was delayed by an hour!
i'm waiting at the airport-waiting.

Bumpy Ride

i'm on a boat-going to catalina island. Sorry i haven't been posting. Okay one thing to say real quick! Doest boating get you sick? Like your stomach is on a roller coaster? Well thats how i feel-except it's happening to my brain too! So yea-do you like boats? And if you do-do you take sleeping medication or something? Help!!!

The Truth Hurts

Sleeping is something our bodies need,
why can't i remember that whenever i wake up too early, and go to bed too late?!
Right now i'm listening to "Check Yes Juliet" by We The Kings, soon it will end and i will pick a new song!
Aha! i'm bored, and my back hurts. Hahaha! Not funny.
Now i just picked a new song to listen to.
"Dear Maria, Count Me In" by All Time Low.
They have a new song, sometimes it plays on MTV's Top 20 Countdown.
Okay boo! i just changed it to the song i am going to talk about.
"Weightless" by All Time Low.
Okay you should watch the video...better yet here it is!
Umm i think it is hilarious. Hardy har har!

it tells the truth...but sometimes the truth hurts right?!
For example,
your friend asks you if she looks okay in this,
and truthfully it makes her look like a clown without the red nose.
Well how will you tell her?!
YOU DON'T!!!
Avoid it,
pull out your cell phone,
change the subject,
say "o! i love that scarf".
Bring her off of the subject.
Because you don't want to lie,
unless you do,
then go ahead.
But if not change the subject.
So yeah this video reminds me of the truth....the hurtful funny truth.
What do you think about it?

once again i do NOT own this video. Just got it off youtube. :P Gotta love youtube!

Cookies

Unlike my mom, i am not so good at baking...let alone cooking. Which isn't good for a women, says my dad. i baked cookies yesterday. Now before you give me a pat on the back, i didn't bake them from scratch. i bought the stupid cookie dough, and made soft, warm, scrumptious cookies. Chocolate chip cookies. Yummy. Okay, so i took pictures. Wait a sec, some people don't like cookies. Why not?! Cookies are amazing. And i would normally write a poem about it, but i'm brushing my teeth and typing at the sometime, so i'm thinking about my teeth. Not cookies. Soft Cookies. Okay, soft cookies is a bit random but oh well!
Wait a second,
how do you upload pictur...oh there we go!
So I thought that making a smiley face would make up for the last sad, depressing, post. Maybe? So yea, that picture was taken after we ate most of the cookies. And some how my dad thinks i ate more then he did. Pfft. No way! :D hahahaha!

Warning this is about the news. Prepare yourself!!

So i'm watching the news, this story pops up. So this black man had a rifle threatening to kill himself, but of course the cops thought that was a threat to everyone else. So next thing that they tell you is that this man got shot BY THE COPS 59 times, and he had 43 bullet wounds. So i'm watching the recorded shooting, and that was horrible. The man was trying to kill himself, and the cops killed him instead. What is this world coming to?!
Now this other story took place at a gym. Never knew that a man would kill women just because he couldn't get a date for about 2 decades. Lonely man kills about 3 women i think...i'm not sure. So in my brain i'm thinking wow. wow. wow. wow. wow. wow. That is so sad.

See the news is horrible, because it tells you what is going on in the world. Not saying that is bad, well okay to me it is.
Ouch. Bullets gotta hurt-haha-well of course they do, or people wouldn't be going to the hospital for it! Okay so i just realized that this was a very disturbing post. Sorry. :/ But i just had to write about it.

Taking A Walk On The Wild Side

when you walk,
there are two options.
the safe side,
and the wild side.
sometimes you don't know which one is which.
but you have a gut instinct.
that instinct is usually the safe side.
the right
thing to do.
to keep you from trouble.
but occasionally your gut instinct
tells you to do take a walk
on the wild side.
danger.
how wild will you go?
that is up to you.
how far will
you push
yourself,
is
based on you personality,
and actions.
so tell me,
are you gonna take a walk on the wild side?

Okay i'll admit i'm a bit rusty,
but once you learn something you can't really forget it. Mhhmm...how do i put this? it's in your gut hahaha! ironic isn't it?

What inspired me to write that poem, was walking. i was walking up hills and down them, and then back up them again! Another reason to be sore. So back to hills. They were a pain, but i realized that there are two paths on the sidewalk. Well i've always noticed that, don't get me wrong, i'm not that slow! And well two sides reminded me of heaven and hell. 2 paths that you can go, 2 ways you can go. Now i'm not religious, so i don't really have a belief that i completely rely on. Heaven and Hell. Bam! 2 paths, 2 paths on a sidewalk, 2 choices. Good-Bad. Safe/Careful-Risky/Wild. 2 opposites. Get where i'm coming from?! Ehh? Okay well hopefully that explained it enough. I gotta go, my dad's bugging me to get off. So see ya!

The Lifter And My Books

Okay, yesterday i worked out. But my arms are sore, and my abdomens hurt every single time i move. Now i'm not out of shape but it's not like the gym is my favorite place to be. So yes i work out if you were wondering. Now i don't know the name of the machine that made me sore, but it's like you have to hold yourself up and lift you legs up. Mhhmmm...let's call it the lifter kay? i did about 100 sets of them, even though my cousin was telling me that i would regret it in the morning. Of course i didn't listen, and "OMG!" Well i wouldn't call it torture, that's a bit too harsh. So now, i'm sore, and this morning it bit me in my...well you get the point.
Speaking of working out, i'm leaving back to Chicago in 2 weeks. Ack! California is great. Chicago is great. How am i supposed to pick between the two? Speaking of Chicago, i haven't been writing poetry. :( My poetry books has been writing letters to me, and they all miss me dearly. Here's a letter they all wrote together:

Dear Elle,

We all understand that California is great, and you've been terribly busy, but can't you take sometime to write here and there? Would it hurt you? I know you are sore, but maybe just a little? Even in your mind, once in a while think of us. Think of poetry. Think of rhyming, and letters, and a pen. Think of the pen that you write poetry with. We beg you, come back to us.

With Love,
Your Lonely Books

There you have it folks! My books miss me, should i go back to them? Or go to the gym? Ha! Just kidding. i think.

Well i gotta go,
check back in with you guys later!