To the noobs ;)

Go big or go home.
Try everything once,
or at least pretend to try it ;)
Experience your lifetime.
You never know, ever, not even right now;
who your best friend is.
Stay out late on the day before you have nothing.
But more importantly,
risk staying up all night before anything.
Do not be intimidated by what you don't know,
but go forth and recognize the beauty.

Be crazy once;
if you like it, go back for seconds.
Do not over estimate your limits.
Try to exceed minimal ones and you will glow.
Realize that college is not, in fact about the classes.
You gain and grow knowledgeably with out a chair.


Do not gain the freshman fifteen
your second, third and fourth years...
Awkward.
Do not sway so much that your weakest friends
become your strongest pillars.
Do not invest your everything into anyone.
One day they will be someone,
but not to you.

Make choices, even have regrets.
It is not allowed to be perfect.
A, it pisses the rest of us off;
B, it will make for complex therapy problems later on.
Who wants that??

Be a cliche or be a rebel.
Either way, BE.
Let your friends know you care.
Save some soul for yourself,
you might need some later on down the road.
If you can, help out a friend, or twenty every time.
Be loyal, trustworthy, and respected.

Do not gossip. It is Trashy McTrasherson.
I found out you can love with all your heart,
and still have a heart. (For yourself.)
Go out and have fun any night you can.
Be reckless but not ignorant.
Be safe, and not sorry.
Lose something one night to gain something so much more.
You can plead with yourself for forgiveness,
with others it is much harder.

Be friendly to strangers. You do not have to befriend them,
but be nice.
In fact, just be nice :)

It is not hard to be a friend to someone. Let someone be a friend to you.
Do not overwhelm the heart and body because
your soul is doing its best.

And lastly, as I leave at the butt crack of dawn for work,
be courageous because you are only here
paying for an insta- social life for a little while.

Poems

I sometimes feel all gushy inside and you know what; I enjoy poetry in those moments. There are days when I feel "emo" and could write the most therapeutic prose. There are times in class, I'll come across a quote and I'll become intrigued, and then obsessed. I have several quotes from television that I love and have written down. Grey's Anatomy, while kinda cheesy and kinda gross to watch sometimes, has provided me with some solace this past year.

I want to put down some of my favorite poems, but I'll just start w/other people's work. Then maybe I'll brave up and put some of my own things in every so often. :) wish me bonne chance!

Grey's...

"Pain. You just have to ride it out. You can only hope it goes away on its own, hope the wound that caused it heals. There are no solutions, no easy answers, you just breath deep and wait for it to subside."

The Peace of Wild Things- by Wendell Berry

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds, I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presnce of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

~The following poem was introduced to me in a writing class spring term at OSU. The professor, unbeknowst to me, had chosen his favorite poet and corresponding poem to articulate the day's discussion. I have never felt so in touch with a piece of literature at the right time in my life. Maybe that is fabulously corny and possibly completely negligible, but it has shaped me for a good time to come.

Ask Me- by William Stafford

Some time when the river is ice ask me
mistakes I have made. Ask me whether
what I have done is my life. Others
have come in their slow way into
my thought, and some have tried to help
or to hurt: ask me what difference
their strongest love or hate has made.

I will listen to what you say.
You and I can turn and look
at the silent river and wait. We know
the current is there, hidden; and there
are comings and goings from miles away
that hold the stillness exactly before us.
What the river says, that is what I say.

:)
Possibly loved more than harry potter even ;) lol.
So, now for the personal introspect part?! :/

~Written on April 16, 2008. This was not intended to be to one person, it is not for other people really. It is not about one person, it is about me, and the biggest heartaches in my life; at the time. I took out the non people stanza because I do not enjoy it quite nearly as much. deal.

I miss you


I miss the comfort of my crib.
I miss the soft squishy comfort of my blanket;
it smelled like bounce, like clean, safety.
I miss the school mornings, comfy on the heater vents;
eating oatmeal and cream of wheat.
But most of all, I miss you;
And all the Love you share.

I miss the comfort of that home.
I miss that comfy tan kitchen table (with the not so comfy chairs);
the one we never leave clean.
I miss the late night franglais and laughter.
I miss the beads and magazines that make us Us.
But most of all, I miss you;
And all the Home you bring.

I miss the comfort of not knowing.
I miss a whole heart.
I miss the sparkle that should be behind my eye.
I even miss the lonely nights sometimes;
just so that I could still have hope.
I miss that naiivity.
But most of all, I miss you;
And all the Potential you can be.

I miss the comfort of You.
I miss the comfy late nights;
that turn into all nights.
I miss the smell of your morning routine.
I miss that one spot, that fits just so.
I miss being yours and you being mine, all mine.
But most of all, I miss you;
And all the Hugs you gave.