| Music: |
Ahn Trio; Rachel Yamagata; NSYNC; John Mayer; Jason Mraz; Lex Land; Angela McLuskey
Fav Song: My funny Valentine |
| Favorite Movies: |
All I wanna Do; Crazy/Beautiful; HP Series |
| Favorite TV Shows: |
Greek; True life; Kyle XY; Split Ends |
| Favorite Books: |
HP Series; Prep; Twilight Series; Hero |
| Celebrity Crush: |
Justin Timberlake; KT Tunstall; Jason Mraz; Kate Moennig |
| General Interests: |
Adolescence--> Adulthood; Journalism; Passion |
| Creative: |
Who Needs Shelter?
Good-day sunlight
I'd like to say how truly bright you are
You don't know me but I know you
You're my favorite star
Follow you I will so lets get moving...
How was my break? Nothing to jump up and down about, nothing to cheer or stomp about, either. The week lasted much longer than I expected, I was constantly thinking Wednesday was Thursday and Thursday was Friday, then again my mind plays tricks on me like that all the time. The week before the break there was an obvious tension in the air all around the school. Everyone was so anxious about the standardized testing and the week of freedom that we had. The weather seemed to pick up and add a lazy air throughout the final days before break, as many strolled around in the warmth. And on Friday, instead of the chaos that accompanied the last day before winter break, most just acted like if was any other Friday, and we didn't have a week of relaxation ahead of us.
Who needs shelter when the mornings coming?
Absolutely there's no one
Who needs shelter from the sun?
Not me, no. not anyone.
Let me be frank, I have a very small social life. I did not meet with friends, or go to the movies, mall, or party. Instead I spent the week inside, on my computer, watching TV, doing whatever chores my mother asked me to do. I was sick for two days out of the break. I spent the day doing what I guess other teenagers did; staying up late, sleeping even later, watching the unavoidable results of the Pennsylvania primary, taking advantage of the opportunity to watch shows that come on too early or late for me to catch on a school day, marveling at how warm it had become outside.
By your clock the cock rooster crows
Then off to work where everybody goes
Slow, But eventually they get there
Picking up the day shift back where all left off
Confined and pecking at relationships
You know it's only a worthless piece of...
Who needs shelter when the mornings coming?
Absolutely there's no one
Who needs shelter from the sun?
Not me, no. not anyone.
The height of my week was probably a trip out to blockbuster and (one of many trips) to Rita's. I know, exciting. It was just around 6 P.M.and the sun had just set. Everyone was out, people walking their dogs, the park near my house was alive with people all over the courts, in the parking lots, at the sports games. Union was alive. I could make out a few familiar faces as the car road down the streets. During the winter everything closes within itself, now everything is so expansive. Cities become old and ugly, that Wednesday night was the first out of many nights that I began to recognize the beauty of the town in which I live. An hour later, as I was coming home I took notice of all the people outside (by now it was almost dark, and the people looked like shadows of themselves, as I could only make out a sliver more than their shape against the darkness). Many were still out, watering their lawns, taking a walk. Why were they still out? It seemed the placid atmosphere had cast an ease over the citizens. No one was in a hurry to get home, no one was scared of the cold or the other people out.
I thought this was weird; but oddly familiar. Smiles were blooming on peoples faces all over, groups of all types were seen throughout the neighborhood, the grins bouncing back from person to person. The peacefulness was contagious, by the time I got home I found myself settling in the calmness I'd felt outside. Where did all this come from? All the pain in this world, all the hard times that the US is undeniably facing (and will face) were nonexistent under that magical week.
And I realized... this week brought the first promise of summer.
I'd sleep it all away but the sun wont let me
I'd miss those lovely days of summer
Good-day sunlight
I'd like to say how truly bright you are
You don't know me but I know you
You're my favorite.
((Lyrics by Jason Mraz "Who Needs Shelter")) |
