Commatose.

A multitude of wise people have said,

"Don't trust anyone but yourself."

What they don't tell you is,,,

sometimes you can't even trust yourself.

Seems Like Only Yesterday

"For the life of me I cannot remember
 What made us think we were wise
 And we'd never compromise
 For the life of me I cannot believe
 We'd ever die for these sins
 We were merely freshman"

 - The Verve Pipe

Me, Myself, and I.

Something I wrote June 16, 2009.  I was 16 years old at the time:

I am definitely not a genius. I don't even know that you would call me particularly smart. However, I do know some things.


I have what I like to call an "old soul." I may not be the most book smart person in the world, but I have some personal wisdom that many others my age do not have.


I haven't been through as much as some, but I have been through more than others. I value the experiences I have had greatly, and the wisdom that I have acquired from them.


Sometimes I act like the most immature person in the world, but other times I have the maturity of a grandmother. That is one of the complex attributes that makes me who I am.


I blossom when I get the chance to be creative. I strive to be original, like an artist in the midst of a million brain surgeons. We all have our place in the world, but I know one of my purposes is to be a creator.


I am confident and outgoing, or shy and insecure. Some days I am not quite sure who I am. But no matter what day of the week it is, or how I am feeling, or what I am wearing, I always know one thing. I am always me, myself, and I. I cannot change that no matter how hard I try, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Crossing That Bridge: The Time Has Come.

How do you know?  Are you just supposed to guess?  Do you just wait and see if nature takes its course?  Do you jump right into of the middle of the action and just go with what your heart tells you?

Making the right decision is not always easy, whether it comes to friendships, relationships, or doing the right thing.  Growing up is hard to do.  I still don't know what I'm doing, and all of a sudden I'm an adult now?  It makes no sense to me, but I guess I will have to figure out as I'm going along.

Will my bridge fall down, or will I cross it with strength, grace, and wisdom?  I guess it's up to me...

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Happy Belated Blogiversary to ME...Again...

Why can I never seem to remember my blogiversary???  Well, my blogiversary was July 2, and it is now July 10.  Last year, I realized on July 7th that my blogiversary was actually July 2nd.  I think there are still reasons to celebrate though - even if it is a little late to celebrate!

When I started blogging two years ago, I never could have imagined how many blessings my blog would provide me along the way.  I started my blog as a way to share my creative writing with others, and to possibly get some feedback. 

I remember not too long ago when I only had 9 followers.  It seemed like I would never reach the 10 followers mark.  I am, now, very proud to say that I have 24 followers!  It pretty much shocks me that so many people care about what I have to say!  I am now getting comments frequently, and I read and appreciate each and every one of them! 

There are not only people from different cities reading my blog, but also different countries!  This excites me more than you know.

These past two years have been so wonderful.  I am glad to be starting on my third year.  Thank you to everyone who has supported me.  I love all of you!  :)  I hope this coming blog-year is even more amazing than the last one.

And who knows?  Maybe next year I will remember my blogiversary...on the right day...

Hopefully I will grow more wise this year, and less forgetful.  Ha!

Until then though, hope you all have a wonderful day, and a year full of hope and fate!  ;)

Sincerely, Chipmunk Cheeks

Hey everyone! I know I have not had a lot of time to post lately (I have even missed a couple Ten Things Tuesdays!) Sooo...I decided to take some time now to give you a little update on my life.

I am home from school today because I got my wisdom teeth taken out yesterday. The picture you see to the left is a picture of me yesterday that was taken right after the surgery (hahaha!) I know I quite resemble a chipmunk, but hopefully the swelling will go down in a couple of days. I actually had five wisdom teeth, and normal people only have four. I guess that just goes to show you that I actually DO have a reason to be so...erm...weird. My mother was relieved. I just wish the extra wisdom tooth would have helped a little with my actual WISDOM!

Well, besides all of that excitement, I am now in the midst of rehearsals for the current musical I am in, Cabaret. I am a member in the girl band/orchestra. No, it is not the actual "orchestra" that plays the music for the show. (Thank you God!!!) I know that is confusing - I freaked out when I first found out because I thought I had to play the trumpet. I was really worried because:

1) I don't know how to play the trumpet. (Yeah, that would've been a problem...)
2) I don't even know how to read music!

Luckily, I just pretend to play the trumpet. I also am going to be an extra party guest. As far as I know, I won't have any lines, but I am still having a good time being in the show. Hey! I get to dance! Besides that, I love being in a show. Period. I have practice most nights, even with a fairly small part, and I have set constructions most Sundays which I LOVE. What can I say? I'm a dork.

I also have auditions for my school play coming up soon, and we are going to do The Mousetrap by Agatha Christie. I am really looking forward to it, especially since it is my senior year.

So, I don't really know what else to say besides that! I am pretty chubby cheeked at the moment, and can only eat soft foods, but such is life! I guess I will post something creative when I can find the time and inspiration. Until then, I hope you enjoyed this! Have a superbly wonderful day! :)

Sincerely,

Chipmunk Cheeks

Me, Myself, and I.

I am definitely not a genius. I don't even know that you would call me particularly smart. However, I do know some things.
I have what I like to call an "old soul." I may not be the most book smart person in the world, but I have some personal wisdom that many others my age do not have.

I haven't been through as much as some, but I have been through more than others. I value the experiences I have had greatly, and the wisdom that I have acquired from them.

Sometimes I act like the most immature person in the world, but other times I have the maturity of a grandmother. That is one of the complex attributes that makes me who I am.
I blossom when I get the chance to be creative. I strive to be original, like an artist in the midst of a million brain surgeons. Not at all that I am demeaning the work of brain surgeons; what they do is absolutely amazing. It's just that we all have our place in the world, but I know one of my purposes is to be a creator.

I am confident and outgoing, or shy and insecure. Some days I am not quite sure who I am. Still, no matter what day of the week it is, or how I am feeling, or what I am wearing, I always know one thing. I am always me, myself, and I. I cannot change that no matter how hard I try, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Why Hate When You Can Appreciate?

I am a person who strongly believes that there should be no hate in this world. I cannot say that I have never said that I hate someone, but I have never truly meant it. I know this may sound cheesy or downright corny, but I truly do love everyone in my own way. I care about people who probably wouldn't give me the time of day.


I think this quote says it all: "Hate cages all the good things about you." ~Madrianne Arvore


Hate is evil. It is cruel and a total waste of time. One of the reasons it exists at all is because people have nothing better to do with their time. It is just another thing to gossip about. People hate people because of the insecurities they have about themselves.


Many may wonder why I am as accepting of others as I am. My own mother questions the depth of my compassion. All I can say is that I don't know why I am this way. I do not know why I dwell on my past, or why I still care about the people who I haven't seen in ages.


Sometimes you really have to look for the goodness in a person, but I believe if you look long enough you will find the good in almost everyone. I think there is good in everyone even if it is so minimal that it is hidden underneath all of the bad.


First impressions---even second impressions---are not always right. Like they say you can't judge a book by its cover. I have learned this through numerous life experiences, and it is a bit of wisdom that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

You have to dig deep to know someone; you have to really care about getting to know them. Some people pass judgement before they even give their innocent victims a chance. That isn't fair. You have to take the time to get to know someone before you decide whether they are worth getting to know or not.

I Don't Forget...

"When you make a mistake, don't look back at it long. Take the reason of the thing into your mind and then look forward. Mistakes are lessons of wisdom. The past cannot be changed. The future is yet in your power." -Hugh White.

Mistakes are wisdom. Wisdom is knowledge. The past has already been written, but the future is a new notebook. Stop reading your old journal entries and write new ones.

That is what I am supposed to say, but is it really that easy? Maybe I am just a hypocrite, because I am the one who can't forget about the past.

I love my present, and look forward eagerly to my future, but one thing I don't do is forget...

"Expect nothing and appreciate everything."

Life does not have to be fair. Nobody gets what they want all the time whether they will admit to it or not, and this is the way it should be. We have God's love which is already so incredibly much more than we deserve.

We take a massive amount of hoopla for granted this day and age. We have a world full of choices even if all we decide to do is to sit our lazy butt down in front of the computer and update our myspace or facebook profile. Admit it, this is what many of us do...including myself! I have no room to criticize the people who do this because I am one of many who do it.

We have so much we could be doing whether it is riding our bike, or actually writing a letter the "snail mail" way. However right now you're probably saying, "Who does that anymore?", right?

However we choose to text on our cell phones, post pictures online, beat medium on Guitar Hero, or download the new Taylor Swift song to our iPod. I am definitely not saying these are bad activities to do. They are not always bad. It is just after awhile we begin to expect all of this to come to us, and all of these material things become like another false god to us because we practically worship them in a way.

The point I am trying to get to is some people don't have all of these items that we take for granted. There are so many people who would be thrilled to just get a good, satisfying meal every day. They do not have a panic attack when their Internet is not working because they don't even have a home to live in let alone a computer to enjoy. We just need to learn to appreciate what we take for granted.

I definitely am not trying to sound like a hypocrite; I will willingly confess that I do take too much for granted. I just hope that someday we could learn to truly appreciate some of the simpler things that we usually do not, whether it is a friendly "Hello" or a fulfilling meal around the table with your family.

Just take the time to try and appreciate something today that you usually would not. As a quote says "Expect nothing and appreciate everything." I am not sure who wrote it or said it, or even if the quote is exactly write. The point though is that it is definitely a quote full of wisdom and truth...