ROFL.

Rolling on the floor laughing (ROFL) has a totally different meaning for people in wheelchairs.

Blanket.

Clarinet.

Just One Day.

I was looking at my old blogs on Xanga, and came across this song I wrote for my grandpa right before he died.
The emotions I get from these lyrics are still strong, which is interesting considering they are so poorly written. It is completely humbling, yet I would never take these words or thoughts back.


Just One Day

I’m standing here,
Looking at you.
Trying to think,
Of what to do.
You're so helpless.
So filled with pain,
Unsure of whether you’ll
Ever see the sunrise again.

You’re slipping farther,
The time draws nearer.
Every second,
Fills us more with fear.
But look at me,
I’m still strong and young.
I’m sure I won’t regret,
What I’m about to do when I’m done.


If I could switch places,
With you for just one day,
So that you could enjoy living,
One last time.
To get out and do,
All you want to do.
And give you a moment to shine,


This pain you’re not deserving,
I’ll glady to bear the hurting.
Because all I want to do,
Is give just one day of my life to you.


I should hurry,
It’s almost too late.
I want to do this before
You reach the pearly gate.
I can see that,
You’re almost gone.
All you can do,
Is to try to hold on.

If I could switch places,
With you for just one day,
So that you could enjoy living,
One last time.
To get out and do,
All you want to do.
And give you a moment to shine,


This pain you’re not deserving,
I’ll glady to bear the hurting.
Because all I want to do,
Is give just one day of my life to you.

To Be Continued... Again...

I am currently obsessed with the idea of front porches.

Lunch.

I am eating cereal with a fork.

Note to self:
Carry reading material in backpack for the downtime between classes.
Be productive.

Alabama.

I am not sure what I used to do on the internet.
I really haven't missed it this week.
Hopefully I will remember not to waste time anymore.

I had such a great time in Alabama.
I haven't done anything like that lately, and I regret my lack of spontaneity...
I have gotten lazy.
I miss the girl I used to be.