Relive.

I sit here in the present, out of my own mind. Stuck in the past trying to relive moments that will never again happen. I see it now, like all the rain was gone. I can feel her touch, hear her laughter, and sense her heart synced with mine. On top of the heap, I feel so happy and free. Then the heap falls down like thunder rolling across the plains. I come back from where I used to be, to where I am. I return from my pondering and begin to understand why "Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. But today is a gift, and that is why it's called the present."

Into The Mind

Of: Russell Banzon. I sit here and stare at the little line blinking back and forth waiting for something to be written. The first words are always the most difficult. Blink, blink, blink. Why did they make that line so tedious. The first words are always the most difficult, and why do the last words strike you so hard. Writing is so difficult.

Then I make a mistake and try to erase it, but why is it so difficult for the mistake to be erased. There are so many errors in writing. But, if you are able to correct the errors. Your writing will only become so much stronger. I hope the mistakes in my writing can be resolved so that it can become great.

I wonder if anyone will understand this passage.

Writing, Emotions, and Friendship.

Brown Eyed Blues

So you guys understand a little bit about how I partly feel. Here we go.

'Shes got those eyes, those eyes. That'll see right through you. When she leaves then I, I wanna leave with her too. And shes on my mind, like all the time. When we touch, I grow weak. And I could hardly speak. And I hope that she thinks about me, cause im always thinkin' of her. I just wanna hold her hand, be her man. I wanna know if she'd take a chance, cause I still get the feeling. That lovin' her is a game I'll always lose. I've got the brown eyed blues.'

Every sentence of that seems to be true for me. Yet, I still can't put my finger on why I find these feelings and why I find these words to be true. The heart is an out of this world piece of equipment. One I will never understand. The mind can be conquered, but the will and emotion of the heart can not.

The Title

Of: I write for me. I decided to make a post explaining why I chose that for a title of my blogspot.
Although I have no readers. I chose 'I write for me' because I blog to let my own feelings and ideas out. Some people want their blogs to become big and having millions of readers. As for me, I write for me. I enjoy writing, but I don't do it for the e-fame. teehee.

Myspace Blog 3: Be Easy

Too much time have I spent focusing in on the many aspects of life. I analyze everything that a person does and I try to understand what they do and why. But, I fail to analyze the way I act and treat people. I often mistreat those close to me and those I care most about and I don't even know it. I put people through anguish. We all realize things to better ourselves. That is the way we've done it for the past, ever. I talk about myself to much though. Well, it doesn't have to be about me. We should all better ourselves to the best of our abilities. Never selling ourselves short and performing our best.

The Pavements Ended

Haha, after one day. I've decided to stop chasing pavements. But of course, every road leads to a new one. I know somewhere I will find my way again. For now, have fun! Enjoying summer is what a young adolescent should be doing right now. Not bearing heavy burdens and worries like most of us do. Or at least we feel as we do. It could be just me, but sometimes I/we tend to over analyze things. We tend to make judgments and we think we understand what is happening when we could be the complete polar opposite. Probably just me though, haha. I think too much at the wrong times. It's okay though, I just need to better myself. Learn, so next time I can avoid the mistake! We can never be perfect, but we can always lessen the amount of mistakes we make. Trust, we make a lot. Well, enough thinking for now. Have fun!

Chasing Pavements.

I came across a song that intrigued me. It depicts the situation of so many around me. Especially these lyrics...

"Should I give up, or should I keep chasing pavements, even if it leads no where?"

Too many around me are 'chasing pavements,' maybe even including myself. Is it possible that at such a young age we could be so right and be so wrong? We convince ourselves that we have found the one. That it is not just 'lust,' it is love. I mean, it is possible that we may have found the one. That is always a possibility, but how do we know if it really is? Or should we/I even be thinking about this right now? Life is full of questions waiting to be solved. As for me, I know these types of questions will always arise. 'Cause no matter how well trained you are. You will never be able to analyze the heart as well as the mind.