Complications

I'm not quite sure
What to do....
Could this be me,
Falling for you?

It's happened before,
Indeed, it's true
But could this be
Unlucky two?

Our friendship is strong
But I don't want to ruin it
Too much could go wrong
And I've hurt you enough

I'm not quite sure
What to do....
Could this be me,
Falling for you?

Simple Hair

It's happening again
She's think about all the things she
Could have...
Should have done
Just because of a haircut
And the lies she keeps telling
The stories don't help
"I was ready for a change"
When it's really because
He used to tell her
How beautiful it was
And everytime she looked in the mirror
Or started to play with those luscious locks
She thought of how much he loved those locks too
And how he always used to tell her how beautiful she was
"Especially with all that hair"
So she cut it all off
And it didn't help
And because of that silly little haircut,
It's starting all again
She's shutting down
And doesn't know how to stop

Worst Moments

When you hear
A rumor about someone you know

When your heart
Gets broken

When you lose
Someone you love

When you cry
For no reason at all

When you can't
Stand yourself

When you have
The worst moments

Your real friends
Will love and support you
Despite the tears, sadness
Pain and confusion

That's how you know
The real from the fake
One is always there
No matter what

And the other
Is only there
When it's convenient..
For them.

Found Something To Write About

So, I've been chilling here at Riley's house the past few days, and they have really helped my mood. I even came up with something to write about.

Everybody deserves to be able to choose what they want to do in their lives (I'm talking career-wise). Nobody should pressured into a job that they don't want just because their relatives want them to be in a particular field of work. Take me, for example. I love engineering, and at one point I was absolutely positive that I was going to be an architect or structural engineer when I grow up. Now, I still love it, but I've been thinking about some other career options. My mom still has her mind set on me being an engineer. And I have friends who "want" to be doctors or business schmucks behind desks in a chair in a nice 9 to 5 office job. Is that really what they want? NO. It is merely what their parents and grandparents have told them that they will do, whether they like it or not. Which isn't fair. One of the friends would rather be an artist or graphic designer. But her parents refuse to accept that as an option for her. And it isn't fair. And if you ask them, they got to chose what to do with their lives. But they won't allow their children to have the same freedom they did. Can you say double standard? I know I can. It just gets on my last nerves.

Writer's Block..

Sucks completely. I have been so caught up in my head the past few days, yet still completely unable to find anything to write about. I've been in a slump....okay, so I've been in really crappy mood, but you know, that's what happens to hormonal teenage girls. So, tonight I've been hanging out with my best friend ever, adn we have been watching chick flicks. Oh the joy! You should check out her post about it. (thislittleblogofmineiamgoingtoletshin.blogspot.com) She's the coolest kid I know, and she has really awesome writing skills.

So, yeah, I'm gonna keep thinking. And you can keep reading...or skimming..or power reading...or completely ignoring my little blog. Thanks.

Random Act (of Kindness?)

I was reading a friend's blog, the post was titled "Random Acts of Kindness", and it reminded me of something she had once said. It inspired me to write a comment...which I ended up not posting, because I ended up making this blog and then writing this post. So now I'm making a post and dedicating it to her. Here's to you, Riley.

There's always someone who loves you
You're always someone's favorite
And you're never alone, even on the lonliest of days
For, the spirits of those who love you
Are never far away
In fact, they are closer than you may know
Because they never leave your heart

Love you Riley. You're a sister to me and you know I'll always be here for you.

Intro...(How original)

I'm going to be a dork and conform...not that anyone is ever really gonna read this....ANYWAY, so I guess I should explain the title of this blog. I always get my best ideas (and philosophical ramblings) late at night. Now, "Late Night Ramblings" Would have been just as good of a title as the one I chose, but I decided to keep an even number of words. I have no clue why, but I did. So that's the story behind the title. Now for the rest of the story.

I guess I just want somewhere to be able to post my random thoughts. Maybe someone will read them, and maybe they won't. I could always type my thoughts in a Word Document and save them and keep them to myself, but that defeats the purpose of writing them at all in my opinion. You see, if you write something and don't share it, especially if its something you're proud of, or something that you think could help some random person in their life, and you keep it to yourself, why write it at all? Why not just keep it to yourself in your head? I dunno. I could be way off base or out of line with that, but it's just the way I feel.

I am just an average person. With a more than average life. It may seem pretty average to the outside passerby, but to me, it's way more than average. I have talents that my family supports, friends that love me and help me, a family that typically loves and supports me, a roof over my head, clothes on my body, shoes on my feet, food in my stomach, and words in my head that I am ready to express. I have everything I could ever need. And that is what makes my life so great. But that's just me.

So I have all these words and ideas, and I have now made a place to put them out there for other people to possibly discover. I have been told that I have a gift. I was never told what it is. But I play trumpet, and I'm not great at that. I sing, but I'm not great at that either. If I had to give my best guess, I'd say it's writing, though in my opinion I'm not too great with it either. But if that's my gift, I figure I have to share it. 'Cause what good is a gift if you don't share it with those around you? And you know....I've got a whole world of people around me to share with.

So this is my incredibly long Intro...and this is it's conclusion:

I am you're typical teenage girl. I have parents, siblings, and a messy room (Btw I couldn't live without music. Kind of a love of mine). But I have ideas and crazy thoughts buzzing around in my head that I want to share. And this is my place to share them. So enjoy :)