Funny Memories... (Tru Stories)

Grandma's best dessert was jello with whipped cream. Ever since the first day I've tasted it I fell in love with it. One day I got greedy and stole the whole can of whipped cream and ran behind her bed. And ate the whole can of whipped cream. Eventually I got a butt whoppin but it was wroth it!

Thankgiving Dinner at school was over and a someone caught my attention in the street. As a continued walking I happened to turn around and walke into the No Parking sign. The people down the block heard and saw the pole shaking and told me if I was ok and laughted. I laughted too, what the heck it was funny even though by the time I got home my forhead was... yea....

One day I was curling my hair and I just happen to have the latest reaction that I was burning my forhead 5 sec later. Then when I looked into the mirror CON was imprinted onto my forhead from the brand Conway. It lasted for a week and boy oh boy...it was the topic of the week.

When I was a kiddie I was hyperactive. One day I was running around and run right into the shelf corner and got stiches right between my eye brows (harry potter somewhat). Also one day I tryed to eat a whole 5 pounds of sugar...dont ask...I was young and carzy.

One day grandma got me my first basketball and boy was that a dream come true. But there was sign effects that went along with my new basketball. Anyways I was bouncing at all around the house and broke a couple of stuff. Grandma told me to stop playing ball in the house but I was hard headed then and didn't listen. So she pulled the knife and tolf me to give her the ball. I didnt mess with her since sh had the knife in her hand. So she pops it with the kinfe and handed it back to my deflated. So then I had a very first deflated ball.

What inspires me???

What inspires me? Humm good question there. One thing that inspires me is the family I'm thankful to have. It's not the perfect family but, there's thing that we do and we always go back to loving each other as much as before.There's almost nothing that can tear us apart. Another thing that inspires me is performimg arts. In this case would be music and poetry. From reading people's poems gave me a tool to express how I feel though writing as well as playimg the saxophone. It's a funny story of how I even started playing the saxophone. But music through an instrument expressed so much feelings and inspirations without lyrics as if the music was talking itself. My heros inspires me each and everyday. The way talk, carry themseleves, and be understandable to those who those who dont have anyone to look up to. They make us stronger because they know what your capable of doing. People who had set the bar inspires me to rise it higher. People who have shown to do what other thought they couldn't do, makes me want to dare and show people what I can do. What inspires me is everything and that most of all I am too is an inspiration.

Role Model

I remembered the other day a teacher told me that she gave her students a project, to choose someone they admire and write about that person. She told me that everyone wrote about their father or mother whatever the case may be but, just one person wrote about me Laura. I was suprised ad so curious to whom this 8th grader may be. To hear someone looks up to me sounds like some made up stuff be this is real. I mean like I cant wait to read how I moved her in such ways that I'm the one she looks up to. I'm moved by just hearing the fact that I do make a diffrence in peoples lives even though I don't know it. I'm of filled with excitment and it makes me want to just be the person that I'm known to be and keep being that postive diffrence in someone life. Word...

Without

What if your born into the system of crazyness
Without someone you to call a Mom or Dad
Wthout a place as we refer as home
What if we lived without provety
What diffrence would that be
What if we lived without judgement
Would it be a dream differed
When we allow freedom ring,
When we let it ring from every village and every hamlet,
From every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day
When all of God's children, would hold hands and say thank god almight we're free at last
What if you couldn't go another day without hearing his or her voice
Even through the hardest time of the year
Without a loved one who is like a mother and everthing in between
Without the one you cherish the most
Without the meaing of HOPE without you...

Smile ;)

What does a smile represents? It can mean a sign of laughter or joy. Or maybe it's a sign of hope to ones heart. What does a smile not mean? Alot for one. Two it doesn't mean that your not a afride to admit the kind of person you are...bright,giggly and too much for me to say due to the limited amount of typing space lol. Anyways a smile is like the sun to bright up someones day and takes away those rainy days. And that's what a smile represents kinda simple. So smile like my big brother would always continue to say and don't let someone take it away.

Fear...

Thoughts of the past aren't like the one you face
Sitting in a confrence room confronting good girl to bad girl face to face
Everything was a nice smoothe ride
Now everthing changed into a dangerous roller coster ride
Life seems to be spinning out of control
What happened to a perfect family and everyone being themselves and the true me
Most of all, what happened to the perfect part of my life which is slowly fading
I hate you! she yelled
Why can't they all understand I like myself for who I am
Beacuse I've changed why is this happeneing
Thoughts racing pictures quickly flashing all the bad things she'd done
And how much she affected in her life
Everything all seem to be a blur
Shaking her head back and fourth yelling for it to stop
Looking in the mirror all she see in the room is no one but her.

Walking up to the mirror
Looking at the river of tears running down her face
Anger took it's toll and built up and then...
She goes out of control as if she wasn't heself anymore
Then...she punches and shatters the mirror
Standing on the other side was her fear
herself...