Whew! Corny. But I'm lovin' it. Go away McDonalds.

oh for the record, you are the sun in my sky
you're the grain in my rye, the day to my night...

missing you is something I could never get used to
'cause every day is another day I choose you.

so don't every go away
don't tell me you can't stay
I'm right here with you, you're right here with me
and that's as far away as we need to be...



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old habits - shall die young

Just like last time,
you're all that's on my mind.
Even when you're not.

At thoughts of your long-lost charm
I can't strengthen my weak breath...

or stop the curl at the edge of my mouth...
it's like,
holding onto hating you is
all I feel I have left.

So next time I cross your mind
will your heart skip a single, unnoticed beat?
Will you accidentally forget a name, in the middle of your speech?
Or will you push me even further aside...
Until you spring clean and throw me away?

Here I find myself again,
writing these words that don't matter - to you.
writing on lines that don't care - about you.
writing about someone who doesn't care - about me.

I think it's time I was done with you.
___________________________________

Making it up to you.

WOAH. I know I totally left you hanging last Friday, and I sorta apologize... but don't you think for a minute I'd leave you for too long. I was busy being cool and stuff... you know, having things to do, and making messes to clean, and wasting time to let my brain re-coordinate. Happy stuff :) Listen here, don't you judge me. I have a life outside my blog! Okay okay, so moving on.

I'm going to recommend other places for you to go read today :)

"But WHYYY?!" you beg? Because I am human, and humans get tired, and 

I'm tired of typing right now. I'll be back Friday, with an announcement that is more for 

my own excitement than yours. 

Maybe I'll see you there?! I hope!!

Peterdewolf.com 

| because if you are reading my shenanigans, then you will LOVE this guys work.

http://smittenkitchen.com/ 

| because I know you all enjoy eating.

http://leilabrewsterphotographyblog.com/

| because she is a wonderful photog and I know you all like to stare down pretty pictures.

http://edped.tumblr.com/

| because if you are here, you like to laugh about relatable topics, and this is relatable stuff :)

[Also I'd like to point out that blogspot thinks relatable is not a word. I'm pretty sure it is. Right?]

Anywho, hope that is enough to keep your little mittens tied over til Friday.

Come back!!!

<3, bex.

Tuesday Cheer Up

Guess what!
You are beautiful.

True story, see? :)
Enjoy your Tuesday, kittenfaces.

xoxo, Bex...

Sonny and Cher would be proud.

Dove face! You came back :] So glad. Thanks for joining me on my Friday ritual of CELEBRATING the end of yet another speedy-week! Tell me about your week, was it terrible? Was it memorable in any way?

I have something to tell you. (Shh!!) I - officially - am - a - college - student.
WHOA. I know. Calm down. Put that Silly String away! :) But whip out that Long Island Iced Tea!! I could use a relaxer. This week has been HECTIC and great. Maddening and excitingly happy. Just ready for it to balance out again(hello, WEEKEND!) and be back to work again Monday morning... PART. TIME. Ya heard!! Part time!!!

I CAN'T WAIT! The first classes I'm taking are 'Intro to Dreamweaver' and 'Intro to Systems Concepts'. I'm done talking about me. Here's a little something I wrote during a downpour that kept my mind flooded(ya like that pun?) full of things I had been feeling, that the rain helped release. OH! And Seattle is really under a Tsunami Watch right now. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT? Crazy. Not nearly as serious as the one for Japan, today. :( Oh, keep them in your prayers, please. So scary!! Pick your chin up and get ready(put on your weekend pants!) to responsibly celebrate relaxation. :) Have a safe couple days. xoxoxo!!

Fake Rain.
Waves of water bullets slap the blacktop.
I don't think I've ever seen it so ridiculous-
it can't be real, because I feel like I'm watching
the fake rain in any romantic comedy....

...drenching the couple who are arguing in the "downpour"...
rekindling a love they figured had been lost.

What's my next line? And you're late; aren't you supposed to be standing here,
telling me what you hate most about me-
and it ends up being completely endearing?

You're just late, that's all. Tied up by a thousand red lights,
or an errand, that unexpectedly got drawn out.
Story of our lives, right? You and I... we're off, time-wise,
but we're right, in the rightest way.
And I'll wait.
And I won't be mad when you finally get here.
Cause that's love.
That's you & I, babe.

breathe some nostalgia with me, people...

Countless

seconds and days till I see you next.

what is this feeling?

and will I regret it?

endless

hours I could spend right now

just to watch your mouth.

I'm beginning to learn...

nervous?

not anymore, you just opened a whole new world to me.

it's my duty to repay you now.

pure as the water

I overlook at this moment,

your arms around my waist are secure.

I long for nothing else.

no food can sustain a starving heart.
no water can quench how I miss  you.

too simple to sequence,

I even saw it coming,

but denied that truth to my heart's tremble.

and so now you hold me...

really nothing I've ever desired.

except I can't get it off my weary mind, now-

punishment, I guess

for not holding you tighter.

Dudes, I created this! YAY ME!

IT'S FRIDAY, ZOM-GOODNESS!!!
Help, HGTV is addicting! I can't help but want to write a letter to "Dear Genevieve" and tell her about my terrible non-existent living room that needs remodeled.


Have a good weekend folks, from me to you... sincerely,
THE bex :) xoxo!!

Take it away, friends!

"Wants and needs are wanton things,
For often what we want
Is confused for what are needs.
And if we're wont to want
Our wants and not our needs,
Our needs will all be lacking
And our wants will turn to greed."

One of my bestest friends wrote that, when we were probably in 8th grade?

I've always loved it :}

Hey guess what! This weekend(7th) is the wedding I'm IN, so you won't be hearing from me 

Friday, unless something really dramatic happens & you can check the 

twitter box, on the right >

OR just follow me on twitter[@zomgitsfriday]

Friday is fast approaching! <3

xoxo bex.

ps. hang in there, tootsie.

Nameless Poetism: Whose is this?!

I can't remember where I found this, so if anyone has seen it before, let me know! I want to give credit, where credit is due! :) Thanks...

Postcard From a Lost Artist


She will be known as the Michelangelo
of the second graders, of the bittersweet
chocolate or lover, both too hard for her
mouth.  The quest is never to carry


cobwebs, never to be the girl
with the untidy corners, behind her
ears--spiders, but what she sees
are the unfinished paintings


on the right side of her brain,
this is how she carries yesterdays,
how she moves forward while still remembering
the scrapbook of wildflowers.  The orchestra


is more than a map of Maine, more than
the red-winged blackbirds(one of the few birds
she can tell by ear).  But what can she paint
today?   She will be the Michelangelo


of the madronas, the human
god who touched the clouds by finding a field
tall enough. The sky,
the color of stillness. The forest,


someone's lost childhood
with all those trees for climbing.

Today, folks.... is Friday. And I have a special friend of mine to share with you.


His name is Nicho(nee-cho) Solano & he recently began blogging about music. 
Specifically, The Songs That Saved Your Life. I know no one else who has a larger internal(that being his own brain) database of music. Nicho also has a knack for humorous writing, even though English is his second language; and vast variety of tastes to suit just about everyone who stumbles upon his page. I encourage you all to check it out, he's a very talented individual!! Go! Shoo!! Subscribe!! He's the newest 'thing'!! Have fun :]


And now here's a bit of Friday love, for you to spread around your world. 
*sprinkle, sprinkle*


One day you'll be grey & wrinkled
and I'll still see you, my love...


Your smile will be older and
your grip won't be as tight.


One day you might stumble short,
and need to hold my hand.


To go, you'll need a little shove,
but your eyes will be as bright...
and besides you I'll still stand.

You know what I always say to you before the weekend, right? 

Be safe, because I love you!

Oh guess what- I french braided my hair today x} *swoon*

And come back Tuesday for a treat :]

<3bexxxxx

Friday Feels Good: Reaching Out For Help

This week, my very dear friend & (in heart) adopted brother, asked for my help.

AS A WRITER.

gasp.

Be still, my heart!

Did I mention how proud I am of him?

His writing blew my socks off. He's JUST 17, and a senior in high school.
Yeah- cause he's smarter than a 5th grader(sorry that was corny).
The assignment in his Literary class was to write a personal statement, describing an experience that highlights your character, or somehow shapes it.

I didn't have to help him much, granted...he has well thought-out things to say, just off the top of his head on a daily basis, so for him to write it on paper was a breeze. At least his wording looked that way, to me. 

Guess who's helping me write my letter to the Gary Manuel Institute, when I apply??!

The Personal Statement required a maximum of 650, minimum of 500 words. His total was neither over-achieving, nor did he sell himself short, coming up at 555.

Here's my favorite line: 

"An artist that can channel his emotions into his art creates a masterpiece that emanates his feelings to the audience, whereas an artist that releases untamed passion creates an object that only he can understand."

and my second favorite:

 

"Passion is a wild force, and without the guide of moderation its effects are destructive."

Wow. I would say that I am pleased (& flattered?!) to have a protégé in my lame adventuresome life of writing... but I think that paper topped my best in High School. (gasp?! Oh you're not surprised? pfff... whaddya know anyway?)

Maybe he'd be so kind as to guest-post for my blog someday?! :)

Implore Patrick, my faithful readers!! 

What would you like to see written, from a 17 year old Musical, Literary, and Algebraic genius??

IN OTHER NEWS... I am dying to go to the Aquarium, here in Seattle. Remember when my friend came to visit we were SUPPOSED to go to the aquarium back in August? Yeah it never happened; here's hoping for THIS month! WOOT!
 

Have a great weekend, you little turkeys. I can't wait to post a delicious poetism riff for ya, next Tuesday. PLEASE BE SAFE. AND NO ACTUAL DYING. 
I don't approve. Got it?

<3 xoxo...bex.