daily INSPIRATION: PART TWO

i put this in my THIRD blog that I ever posted... i wrote it a while ago, but is great for the mood of yesterday's post.

Yesterday:

Let the past be the past

Its the only place it belongs

It was left there for a reason

It should no longer tag along

Let the present be today

For it is the only day that counts

Tomorrow is a new battle

So dont let it bring you down

We live for the future

But have yet to live today

Tomorrow will bring its own troubles

And soon it will be another yesterday.

tabs tabs everywhere!

I have created a little tab right above here, below my picture named my poems! Click on it to read some of the things I have written. I will try to update it as much as I can without OVERDOING it. :)

Hello Wednesday!

Hello Wednesday. How are you. Sorry that I have been non-existent. School is overtaking my life, as usual. We had our first test monday....HARD. But I passed. I think that's all that matters, and I hope I now kind of have an idea of what the future tests will look like. Just hard and harder. But as long as I take it one day at a time, I know I will be okay. And as long as I know I can do this, I will do this. I will become a nurse.

I often talk about my dreams and future goals and aspirations. I love dreaming, I love wondering, I love trying to imagine what the future holds. But I forget to remember that we are never promised tomorrow, we don't know what God has for us in our future, and all we have is today. I am so blessed to have dreams and goals but I think it is time to take a step back and just have today. I don't think it will make nursing school any easier, but maybe more manageable. Of course, I still have all of the dreams I have talked about, but for now I think I will concentrate on the present. I will focus on the right now, what's right in front of me, and not get myself worked up over a future I don't even have control over.

Right before our test Monday, our teacher shared with us this poem. So here is my Wednesday words.


The Man who thinks He Can
If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you don't.
If you'd like to win, but think you can't
It's almost a cinch you won't.
If you think you'll lose, you've lost,
For out in the world we find
Success being with a fellow's will;
It's all in the state of mind.
If you think you're outclassed, you are:
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.
Life's battles don't always go
To the stronger or faster man,
But soon or late the man who wins
Is the one who thinks he can.

HAPPY anniversary!

Today is the 4th wedding anniversary for my sister and brother in law, Jessica and Jeromy! I am more than honored to have both of them in my life. Here is something that I shared with them at their rehearsal dinner 4 years ago, it was just a little poem I had written called

A Short little something for the Bride and Groom.

It's strange to stand before you
On such a wonderful night
To reminisce about my big sister
Who we all know as the bride.

I know her only as Jessica
Someone special to all
But tomorrow when they walk down the aisle
She'll forever and always be known as Mrs. Hall.

Well of course we go way back
To those infamous childhood days
Those memories were just the beginning
To the new ones about to be made.

You and Jeromy are perfect for one another
Your love reaches beyond your souls
I suppose that it did help a little
That Jess caught on quickly how to say "Roll Tide Roll."

Its an Honor to stand before you
I'm thrilled to be your Maid
I can only wish for pure happiness
In the life you guys will start in just one short day.

The future lies ahead
Remember to always follow your heart
The Lord has great plans for you guys
And this is only the start.
may2006

Wednesday writings

I think taylor swift and I have ESP . I can relate to almost every one of her songs. I know I know, I relate to EVERY sappy love long. Every girl does or has at one point. Or they should have. But even her happy, upbeat songs are excerpts from my life. I do have a few years on her but I can still relate. I feel like her songs were written for me. One in particular of course. Fifteen. I didn't date the football star (until senior year) instead he played baseball. My best friend wasn't a red-headed named Abigail. She had dirty blonde hair and we were like sisters. But the only difference, I don't know her anymore...and at the time I didn't know her as well as I thought. That's okay, and that is another story. A story that's locked up in the past. We forgive and let go. However, the more I listen to the song, the more I feel like it relates to when I was eighteen instead of fifteen. When I was eighteen, I went through some rocky times. I know her song is about being fifteen, and I even said I could relate, but in my head I changed up the words a bit. My life was all glittery and gold too when I was fifteen, just like the song. But at eighteen not so much. I won't go into a story. Ill let the lyrics speak for themselves. When this song first came out, I would sing my version of it to the same tune. It might not fit, but that is okay. So here is my wednesday's words. Here is my writing on a wednesday.

EIGHTEEN.

When you're 18

Your best friend says good bye

Because her world fell down

And we sat and wondered why.

Was it ever so hard

That you couldn't speak a truth

You took the easy way out

The easiest way for you.

When you're 18

You choose life over love

Because at the time it was right

And you chose to rise above

In a moment it all changed

Battle lines were crossed

Fists were raised

And loves were lost.

And when you're 18

Wrong gets even worse

A best friend found the love

And two people brewed a curse.

And when you're 18

It all comes crashing down

Someone's hiding the knife

And someone's on the ground.

Times will never be the same

Because it is just an old memory

It is a past of demons

When you're 18.

words on a Wednesday.

I am not going to lie. I went all day yesterday thinking it was Wednesday. I had every intention of posting my "Wednesay Words." I guess I am glad I didn't. This isn't a poem, no title, it is just what I had on my mind that day.

writings on a Wednesday.

Is that title too lame? I've thought and thought of a good title, and maybe that will change. For now, ill stick to Wednesday as my days of choice to share with you something that I have written. I don't want to start off the week with a downer of poem or end the week that way either. So I will go with Wednesday. Number one, my poems normally are pretty much downers. Like I said before, I find it a lot easier when I have something to write about or if I have had a bad day or something. The one I am going to share with you is not totally true. So please don't think I have written something that has personally happened. Read them more... figuratively. I wanted to write something about me and my girls and a night on the town. It took over from there. Its called I Danced

All the girls are here
My high heels waiting by the door
Here comes the music
And the drinks begin to pour

Oh here's to the night
Where everything felt right
I gave it all to the bottle
And danced away my life.

Standing in front of the mirror
With the flashing of the lights
Maybe ill wake up tomorrow
And everything will be just right

Oh here's to the night
Where everything felt right
I gave it all to the bottle
And danced away my life

Clothes are scattered everywhere
And the makeup covers the lies
But we are all ready now
Ready for the night

Oh here's to the night
Where everything felt right
I gave it all to the bottle
And danced away my life.

The music in the background
Blaring into the crowds
The lights are turning faster
Its all becoming way to loud

Oh here's to the night
Where everything felt right
I gave it all to the bottle
And danced away my life

All the rest is a blur
And I lay on the ground
Sirens are flashing forward
But I hear no sound

Oh here's to the night
Where everything felt right
I gave it all to the bottle
And danced away my life.

I woke up with no memories
Of what came from that day
I danced away my misery
I danced my life away

MASTER reset

This morning I noticed my phone had cut itself off, and it would NOT turn back on. I took out the battery, messed with the sim card, but nothing worked. So after my 25 minute conversation with at&t, (my phone had decided to turn back on at this point) they suggested I set my phone back to the factory settings. At first, I was a little hesitant. I keep a lot of my writings on my phone and hadn't had a chance to save them yet. Not to mention a years worth of pictures and saved messages and videos. (I keep my writings in a book) My phone has been freezing up on me a lot lately so I knew it would be best to just go ahead and do the reset. So that's what we did, the master reset. Sometimes I wish life had that button. We could just push it when we find ourselves into something we shouldn't be, or if we just couldn't find our way out. But maybe we are given that button, and maybe its the snooze button (for most of us anyway). Doesn't that button start are day off every morning? Well each day is a brand new beginning with a clean slate and a fresh start. It is our very own master reset. So just like with my phone, ill take this day and make it my very fresh start. I needed some new writings anyway. :)