Just one smile

Im fallin for you beautiful
and its killing me
ever so softly
ive got this feeling oh so minuscule
if I had a dime
for every line
Ide be rich in time
because you look at me, and you just know what to say

I, I really should be getting home now
but oh no
I just cant let go
and you, I really think it's getting through now
about how I feel
but I just can't say
because you look at me and you brighten up my day

If all it takes, to take my breath away
is just one smile
im fine not breathin for while
I swear its true, its always you
that makes my heart, skip, a beat or two

If you'd do me the honor
of simply saying yes
I would make you the happiest girl in the world
but hey I digress

If all it takes, to take my breath away
is just one smile
im fine not breathin for while
I swear its true, its always you
that makes my heart, skip, a beat or two

Sundays

My Promise

Social Cancer

You know what really grinds my gears? Twitter grinds my gears!

It is essentially the epitome of social networking gone wrong. For all of the old people that probably make up most of the people reading this right now, Twitter is a networking site that basically lets you update what you are doing. This starts off as a good idea, but it has been taken to an extreme.

Yesterday while browsing an archive of funny tweets, I stumbled upon one that inspired me to right this. It read, “Going to take a massive crap.” *shakes head* come on really? We are so far socially removed that we can tell the entire online world that we are going to use the bathroom?

Maybe it has to do with what the internet offers us, besides hours upon hours of entertainment, distractions, and scams that is. It provides a mask for us. It is of age old knowledge that you shouldn't trust what people say online. So how far does that statement go? To test this theory out, I went and made a few new emails. Not one single account asked me for any verifacation that what I was saying was true. So...is anybody safe online? Physically they are very safe. As long as they don't give out personal information that is. Like I was saying though, people are very safe. Which is why when reading things, you may stumble across millions of hateful comments. Go to youtube, and on any given video you can find hate comments. For example I found a video about a little girl who is fighting cancer, and her one wish was to get married. So her boyfriend and her mother decided that a ceramony would be the perfect surprise for her daughter. Long story short she got married to her boyfriend and her last wish was fulfilled. Two years later her cancer was gone. Then I scrolled down to the comments. Keep in mind that there are 31,000 comments on this single video. The second comment was from a youtuber named “XoCiaraX” and it read, “It is terrible for the guy who has to marry that ugly girl.”

That person would NEVER say that to somebodies face...I would hope at least. The internet is used as a weapon these days and it's really hurting us. Not long ago, a mom bullied a little girl into commiting suicide over Myspace. Just another example of what happens when we aren't forced to physically interact with people.

I am by no means bashing the internet. As you read this I am updating my Facebook status, sifting through my iTunes, and writing this blog! The internet is a bustling business. Google reported making $21.796 in revanue last year. SO, by no means is it defective. The internet is only going to grow larger and more dangerous as time goes on. It's being educated about how to stay safe online that seems important to me. Educate your kids, don't be stupid online, and don't lie. Now I will step off of my soap box!

Fairytale

Practical Jokes, and Pink Suits

My school is odd. Today was April Fools (One of the cruelest holidays ever in my opinion) and so of course everyone was trying to prank each other. Luckily I have formed a strong alliance with my Graphic Design teacher, so I had him on my side for my mischievous plans. The first thing we did was place a pull to detonate fire cracker in an envelope, and wrote baby pictures on the front. He then delivered it to the English teacher down the hall. Once he opened the envelope the explosive detonated as planned and scared the heavens out of the poor English teacher.
It didn't stop there, I went around to all of the computer carts and unscrewed the hinges on the door, so that when somebody walked by and opened the door to retrieve their laptop, the door fell off and they were the one to blame. We did many other ones, some school appropriate, and some not. That is just why I love Mr. Johnson! He doesn't care if he get's fired.
He reminds me of Jim from the American adaptation of the hit BBC show The Office. He always comes up with the coolest things to do around the class. That reminds me of this one time when we spent about an hour making guns out of office supplies. By the end of the day we had an Armory of pencil slingshots, tape catapults, and rubber band pistols. You could say that very little actual work get's done.
My school is also very competitive when it comes to sports. I figured that out today when a Freshman walks in the doors in a bright pink track suit. Upon me asking why, he tells me that he missed soccer practice the prior night. So the coaches punishment? A track suit that Elton John would love to have his hands on.