Week Three.

We have no prompt today so I suppose I'll tell you about my very lazy snowday.
On Wednesday Ryan was taking me home and it was snowing really really hard and it was pretty hard to see the rode when we were driving and we were thinking how awesome it would be if we got a snowday...
And sure enough my mom came downstairs to my room and told me that we didn't have school. I ended up sleeping untill like 1 when my dog Chloe came in my room and woke me up, then I got ready and stuff and went to Wal-Mart in Pekin.
I really love going to Wal-Mart even if I really don't have anything particular to get, just because they have like, everything there and its fun to look at it all.
So I bought some stuff there then came home.
I cashed my check in town, which wasn't very much at all, then came home and, ate some more food and layed around some more.
I finnally figured out how to record stuff on DVR and I discovered a lot of shows that I had recorded that I had never watched before, so that kept me occupied for the remainder of the night. Thennn. I went to bed early, to come to ugh, school today.
After school I have dance, we're trying to organize the mini cilinc that we're doing in Feburuary, then after dance I'm going to Taylors for the night.
My parents are leaving on Saturday night and don't trust me at home..
So I have to go to Bloomington and stay with my dad which I really really don't want to do. But I haven't seen my friend Annie in a long time so I'm sure we will be able to find something fun to do.

Fears

Even though I'm 16 now, my biggest fear hasn't changed since I was, little. I'm completely scared of shots. I hate them. Expecially in grade school when you had to go to the doctor every year for your school physical and get a series of shots, it seemed like every time I went to the doctor I had to get some sort of shot for something, which made me scared of the doctors office in general. It got to the point where my mom wouldn't even tell me that I had an appointment untill the day of, even like a few hours before it, because I would get myself so worked up (I guess she still basically has to do that now.)
My mom is a crazy health freak, and even though she knows that I hate shots, whenever she hears of a new vaccination, (that ussually isn't even required or necisary in the first place), she'll make sure that I get it.
This summer I was in the hospital and had to get my first IV and I literally almost passed out because of it, and the whole time I had it in I couldn't becacuse I knew it would make me puke.. Just the fact of knowing that I had a needle IN my arm for a few days made me sick, I don't even like thinking about it.

What Is A Poem?

I think a poem is a descriptive and creative way to express the way you feel. It's a good way to show your emotion or feelings about something . There's really no limit to what you can write about in a poem, you can describe in detail a certain event that happend to you that was somehow special, or you could write simpily about a certain feeling that you get. Such as love, or being scared, or getting let down. Poetry is a deeper way of telling how you feel, or describing something speical to you, in a way that's more creative than just telling it through a story.
You can write about memories, or just make the poem up about something totally random, poems can be "deep" and from the heart, and really mean something to you, or they can be funny, and kind of abstract.
Poems don't always have to rhyme, and they don't even have to have a certain or consistant flow, that's what's so fun about it, you can write about anything, any way that you want to.
My Favorite poem would be "Footprints" by Mary Stevenson

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one belonging to him, and the other to the Lord. When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his lifethere was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life. This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it. "Lord, You said that once I decided to follow you, You'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one setof footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me." The Lord replied,"My son, My precious child, I love you and I wouldnever leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I Carried You."

I'm really not much of a religious person, at all. But I've always loved this poem, I think it has a really good meaning, or message to it.