Goodbye

It is the very last day before vacation is over and I am saying goodbye to my two favorite things; vacation and a book store.
    
     My favorite chain of book stores, Borders, has gone bankrupt (oh how will I go on!). So on Friday i went to one of the stores that was closing and bought a few books that were on sale.  But the day was bittersweet. On one hand I got some awesome books, but on the other the store was closing. And I know who is to blame!
      Kindle!
      Yes, I blame the Kindle and other electronic readers for book store closings. However there is something you can't get when you use a Kindle and that's the feel of the book in your hand and the smell of the paper early in the morning.  And I am pretty sure that if you use that for too long you could have eye damage, like sitting too close to the TV.  Well that's all I have to say on the matter!
Maggie :(  

Sorry!

Sorry for the delay, it was the last week of school before February vacation and the week was very hectic.  With last minute tests, trying to do all my work and I went on a field trip on Thursday. 
      I meant to write about this Thursday night but my parents were at a wake and I was staying with my cousins, so I didn't really have the time to post.  The field trip I went on was for my Shakespeare class (an AMAZING class really!) and we went to see the play Cymbeline, by William Shakespeare.  It was put on the the Actors Shakespeare Project, and it was quite an amazing show to watch. 
     It was held in a small store front theater, they had little lighting besides some work lamps and their stage was a few rugs on the ground surrounded by chairs.  The actors wore plain white shirts and white pants and had small white scarves.  Most of the actors played more then one character so the scarves allowed them to change characters easily.  They also used their musical instruments as props.  They would use a rain stick as a sword and a music box as a potion bottle.  It was quite entertaining to watch. 
     Another reason why I didn't post over the weekend was because I came down with the flu.  How much does that suck? So it is the first real day of vacation and I'm stuck in bed with the flu.  But, at least now I have time to read all the books that piled up during my school days.  So far I've read two whole books since last night - I know not a big feat but I'm exhausted. 
      However I'm not just reading, yesterday I had a hit of inspiration for a small poem. 

No one sees me standing here

The setting swallows me whole

As people keep walking by

I just look up towards the sky

Hoping and praying

That my life will end

So that God will finally save me

From who everyone else wants me to be

But judgement day still hasn't come

And I'm still sitting in the shadows

And people pass me by

While I lift my head up towards the sky.

     I know a little darker then what I wanted it to be, but hey, it just flows.
     So I'll be going back to my books, apple juice and tea, and making my one thousand paper cranes!  

     Again sorry for the delay, once I get better I will update more. I promise. Until then . . .

Maggie♥

Happy Valentines Day!

February 14th, the day that some love and others despise.  Is it valentines day? Or is it singles awareness day? Or is it just a regular day in the year. 

    

     For me valentines day means that you celebrate the people you love in your life.  Whether it be your parents, friends, or significant other you should celebrate the fact that they are in your life! Tell all of your family and friends that you love them today, that they mean a lot to you, and that you are happy because they are in your life.
     But today is also a time to mend things with friends or significant others. For me there was a problem with a boy I asked to go to a dance with me.  Earlier this month a friend asked me to sign her into the dance because she was too old to get in herself, so me being the nice person that I am said that  I would take her.
     However, last weekend my friends got me to ask a boy to the dance and he said yes. I was so excited that he said yes and I thought my friend could sign him in and I could still sign in my other friend.  But she couldn't and so the boy  I wanted to go with me couldn't. Both of use were so upset, and I felt like a total ass for asking and then turning him down.
     But cupid came to my rescue this afternoon!
     The girl I was signing into the dance understood that I had a date and allowed me to go with him.  Now I'm so excited to go to the dance with him!! And it was even better because we got back together on valentines day!! However this isn't one of my crushes, he's just one of my really close friends, but now I kind of want to go out with him even though he is a year younger than me. The age doesn't really matter to me that much. 
     So I wished him a happy valentines day, like I am doing to you right now (except his was in person!).
Maggie♥♥  

Insomnia

Insomnia, the thing that either makes  or breaks a writer.  For me, it's a little bit of both. My creativity spikes when I'm stuck in a half awake half dream state. However, when I wake in the morning feeling groggy and beyond tired, I get to lazy to write anything down. Then I forget every good idea I've ever had.  So my friend, who knows my horrible problem, bought me a small journal that I know take with me everywhere.  Although it hasn't gotten much use yet, I can't wait for those long nights over vacations and weekends where my insomnia has kicked in full force.  I have written one short poem in it and it basically describes my insomnia.

To tired to think

I'm on the brink

Of losing my mind

These days are long

a never ending song

I am in a bind

My hand just writes

While my heat and brain fights

and my soul is ignorantly blind

It's short, sweet and mostly to the point. 

       But, this poem (along with my Crying, Crying Softly one) has brought something to the forefront of my mind.  This year is the first year my high school will be having its first annual Poetry Slam at a lodge in our town.  Most of the town thinks it's a joke and the other people are only going because they have to for English class. My friend and I on the other hand are really excited about this, we love hearing poems or stories that someone our age wrote. 

      However, my friend is courageous and has no problem with everyone knowing she likes to write and letting other people read her writing.  Me on the other hand am scared out of my mind! I never let anyone but my friend (and you guys) read what I wrote, and now she wants me to get up in front of the town and read something from my heart, something I wrote myself.  She wants me to read something personal.  She wants them to see into my soul, something I never let anyone do.  Something I don't want anyone to do. 

      So this may be one of the reasons of my insomnia, my struggle over to go to the Poetry Slam. Or maybe its the fact that I want to go to the Poetry Slam but have no idea what to write.  Maybe if I finally let someone see inside my soul I will finally be able to sleep at night. Maybe this whole thing will pass and I won't have to make a fool out of myself in front of the town. Maybe....

Maggie♥

Farewell 15

I have waited 16 years to say this, yesterday was my 16th birthday. The big ONE SIX! Woo! That means I can drive soon and, well that's about it.  I don't really see why so many people are obsessed with Sweet 16s.  It is just another year that has gone by, sure your a year closer to being an adult. But does your age really signify if you're an adult or not? Isn't age just a number, just to show how long you've been alive.  Sure people say that the older you are the wiser you are, but doesn't that only work if you've lived your life to its fullest and LEARNED from the mistakes you've made.  If you're eighty-five years old and are still making the same mistakes you were when you we thirty then doesn't that show that you really aren't any wiser?
     So even though my friends, family, and most of the school made a fuss about the big day, most of the time I just wanted them to keep quiet about it.  Sure I loved the attention, but after a while it get really old.  However there were three things about that day that made me extremely happy. One was that when I woke up my family gave me my gifts. Now I'm a die hard Harry Potter fan (an HPF if you will) and I also love Legos - I know I am a 16 year old girl in love with legos, but who cares.  So my parents go me the Hogwarts castle in Legos and they also got me Ron Weasley's house, and to say I was ecstatic would be an understatement.  My auntie had also gotten me a replica of Ron Weasley's wand, and I proceeded to run around my house and point it at things and scream spells out. 
     Another thing that made my birthday awesome was that my chemistry partner (who I have a HUGE crush on, by the way) was  mad at himself because he didn't know it was my birthday, and said that if he knew he would've brought me a cupcake.  Now that's how you make a girl feel awesome, and all warm and fuzzy inside.  And it just made me like him even more!
      And the last thing warmed my heart even more than my crush did (which should have been impossible).  On the night of my birthday instead of having a nice family birthday dinner and a small cake so they can sing Happy Birthday I was at rehearsal for three hours.  I brought cupcakes for the cast because I thought I could have at least some form of cake. But, while everyone was walking they would scream "Happy Birthday!" and come give me a hug (or multiple hugs).  Then at the end of rehearsal I broke out the cupcakes and someone started playing Happy Birthday on the piano, and then everyone started singing.  It was just so heart warming that they would sing for me, I know they said happy birthday and everything, but when a whole room of people sing for you it feels amazing!
       So  if you want post some of your favorite birthday moments in a comment and I'll be sure to comment back!
Maggie♥
*I'll post pictures of my legos when I'm done with all of them and I'll also post pictures of my party!