Monday, November 28, 2011

Will Always Wonder

You know, I wonder what ever happened to the picture I drew of Taylor Swift.
     You see, two months ago Taylor Swift came to Salt Lake City on tour, and I am just a huge fan of her! (If you didn't already know) At the end of her show, she has people in the audience chosen at random to come back stage to the "T-Party" and meet her. It's so cool! I sadly wasn't chosen, but where they were meeting I happened to catch just in time.
     I kinda figured I wouldn't be chosen to meet her, but come on a kid can dream, can't he? Sadly the women security person had said I wasn't allowed to go backstage, but I did ask if I could at least give them something for Miss Swift herself. She had said fine, like she had nothing better to say, and that's when I hurried and whipped out my portrait of her illustrated above.
     The lady had said it was lovely and congratulated me on my work and I merely gave a smile and a quick thank you before heading out. Before I headed out the door I paused right in the center of the stadium in the front of the now empty stage and took a long breathe and smiled. Shortly after that two other security members asked that I hurry on out. Typical. Even in the middle of happiness people can still be rude. Oh well :/
     It was a magical night that night though. I may not have met Taylor Swift, but I was still enchanted to see her live. She was so good and gave an amazing performance. From the opening of Sparks Fly (My #1 Favorite Song) to her closing of Ours. It was a night I will never forget; one shared with a sister I truly love, which is what really made it all worth noting.
     And now writing about it, here, I won't forget about it. I will always wonder what happened to my best drawing I did of Taylor, but that's what will make it all the more special. :]

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Working Parents


I silly assignment given in Adult Roles CC. 

Working Parents
                Working parents; I hear its tough being a working parent, having to handle both a job and a child. I don’t even know how my own parents do it. I don’t know much about it, but let's say it's ten years into the future and I'm married to a beautiful wife named Jennifer Lawrence. We have two exceptionally good-looking baby twins named Jack and Zack who are now 14 months old. Jennifer brings home the "big bucks" and her income alone supports our family, yet I still work part time outside the home with her because I'm a nice guy, and to make sure our family is fully supported.
                First, I'd work outside the home along with my wife because I'm a nice guy to be plain. I wouldn't want her working alone because I'd feel I wasn't helping to contribute to the family's finance at all. So to be nice I'd work alongside her. And also to make sure our marriage isn't going down the drain, so by working together we get to see each other more often and spend some time together.
Second, I work outside of the home along with my wife because I want to make sure that our family is fully supported financially. I want it so that if we begin to get into debt after paying for all the babies necessities or other items we'd hopefully be able to get out without too much trouble. I know it may seem sad that both parents don’t spend time at home with the children, but I believe that the kids will be much more grateful later in life knowing that their parents never had issues of making payment on the rent.  And I'm only working part time so at least the kids could see me more often than not at all.
                Now let's say there's a change of action in our timeline and now my income can fully support that family, would I have my wife work along with me? My response would be, it's up to her, but I would think she would want to be the stay at home Mom who looks after the kid the way traditional motherhood is done. If though both my wife and I stayed in work and both our incomes were letting the family live very comfortably, then I would not hesitate to send my children to daycare or child care center of some sort; probably one that was nice, and had a good adviser who was not a wacko or on drugs or something like that. I'd do this because I wouldn't just leave my children at home by themselves, that's like illegal! I'd want them to be safe and without harm, so I'd get them the best, and hope it'd suffice. If we were living on poverty though I'd just stand strong in my job, marriage and family until we pushed through the trial, hoping God was on my side.
                In the end, I would work alongside my wife even if her income alone helped support our family. Why? Well to be nice, and to support our family financially just in case of unexpected risks. If my income alone supported all our needs then I would let my wife decide for herself if she wanted to continue working, but I figure that she would spend time with the children, and leave her job. I would just have our twins stay with a daycare facility if Jennifer and me still worked. If we were living in poverty though, I'd just try my best to keep my family together and happy. Being a working parent is tough, but that's what would make life all much more fun.



You're The One

Do you know how you look when you smile?
It makes my heart skip a beat
And I’ll take a breath for awhile
Until I get back up on my feet

I’ve never felt so in love before
From the first kiss at your front door
You’re the one who’d save me in a violent storm
The one who’d take me in and give me a home
When time moved fast, our time was slow
Did I tell you? Did you know
That you’re the one

As you stood there, you heldme tight
I held tighter and with all my might
It all calmed down, the dark was light
It all seems right thismoment in time
It all moved fast, yet time was slow
I’ll never forget I’ll always know
That you’re the one

You know there’s no one else
Who makes me feel how the way I do
You know what? I can be myself
Without even caring when I’m with you

I’ve never felt so in love before
From the first kiss at your front door
You’re the one who’d save me in a violent storm
The one who’d take me in and give me a home
When time moved fast, our time was slow
Did I tell you? Did you know
That you’re the one

As we stand here, you hold me tight
I hold tighter and with all my might
It all made sense, the dark was light
It seemed unreal, but the moment was right
It all moved fast, yet time was slow
I’ll never forget, I’ll always know

That you’re the one
The one who’d let me come in
You’re the one
That’d let the pouring rain fall on ourskin
And without even caring I’d say it again

That I’ve never felt so in love before
From the first kiss at your front door
You’re the one who’d save me in a violent storm
The one who’d take me and give me a home
When time moved fast, our time was slow
Did I tell you? Did you know?
That you’re the one

Did I tell you? Did you know?
That you’re the one

Fearless: The Abstract Definition


For my AP English course we were told to write an essay on a word and give an abstract definition of it's meaning. This is mine, and my teacher poorly judged it, so if you would like to comment and critique please feel free to. (Originally written October 24, 2011)
FEARLESS


“Let us not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless when facing them.” (Rabindranath Tagore)
The simple straightforward explanation anyone would tell you is that fearless is one who is unafraid, and shows no significant emotion of fear; but to me, this very moment where we stand, this is fearless. The English pronunciation and definition was established centuries ago, but its meaning has existed since the dawn of man.
Fearless isn’t just the absence of fear though, it isn’t acting courageous, daring, or brave like the classic heroes we read about in books or see on TV. I believe fearless is being completely terrified, unsure and absolutely afraid, yet still willing to take the risk for whatever we do in life.
Fearless is walking through the doors of your biggest fears. It’s the reality of entering high school with your best friends and exiting without them. It’s the discomfort of knowing that death can overcome life any day. It’s the heartache of losing a loved one. It’s the distress of sitting alone in a silent room. It’s the chance you take to love, even though you’ve been hurt before. It’s the agony of knowing there’s a giant spider on the wall from which you know no one can save you.
Funny as it may seem, fearless is everything that scares you out of your senses right up to the point where you feel defeated. At the edge of defeat though, you manage to pull yourself together, get up and then unexpectedly jump off the edge into the fear itself and somehow move on.
Individuals that take that leap are the Fearless. The antagonist, doubt, though, will try to break through your walls and tear you down until you’re just like them; Doubters are unhappy and envy the Fearless.
They will tell you, “YOU CAN’T!”
They will scream and shout at you, “YOU’RE WRONG!”
And they will address to you, “YOU WILL NEVER BE as good, as fast, as pretty, as smart, as strong and so on”
These acrid words can hook one into thinking that they could never achieve anything in our miserable existence. Doubt at its best can even take away the fabric of your very life. People then conclude that life is much easier hiding behind a mask than unveiling and exploiting their true self, but doubt is a foolish path to take.
I don’t know a single person who has at no time doubted. The only people that come to mind are fictional characters found in comic books such as Superman. Superman is the man of steel; he’s the ultimate hero who has saved the planet several times from malevolent doings. Historically noted Superman’s context is a reflection of the liberal idealism of the New Deal, to try to relieve and recover the economy. Superman really was a “hero”, who tried to uplift the tangible and dismal times during the Great Depression. Superman is remembered for his super strength and power, but he is also remembered for his only weakness kryptonite. This symbolic message displays that all of us have our faults, but that we can rise over them and become super or fearless.
As we learn more of the worldly problems though, our doubts increase and finding the energy to become fearless is not as easy. Doubt seems to be a completely natural action that gives you an easy way out of the awkward positions in certain situations. Most of us assume that to be fearless you must present illogical, unreasoned, and perhaps even crazy actions in front of society; and you do! But not necessarily in a way that others will see you as too far beyond the norm. Still, this makes many of us uncomfortable and can cause even the bravest of souls to run away and hide.
And what a surprise to you, I have fears and doubts too; big ones, little ones, and ones that I don’t even know why they’re there. I fear that tomorrow won’t go as planned, that I may not be happy in the end. I fear the world may spiral out of control before I get my chance to reach my goals. Most of all, I fear for my family and friends. It may seem silly, but to deal with these fears I have found an escape in the art of music and song that can raise my spirits and make me fearless. In my hour of darkness, artist and songwriter, Taylor Swift has helped me with my fears. Swift produced an album titled Fearless which idealizes fearless as falling in love and having affection for someone even when logic or other persons try to keep them apart. A part of the lyrics to Fearless are:
 “’Cause I don’t know how it gets better than this.
You take my hand and drag me head first.
Fearless.
And I don’t know why, but with you I’d dance in a storm in my best dress.
Fearless.”

 Words like these may seem cute, but the meaning behind them is dramatic and inspiring. These words give me the sense of being fearless, they make me hope, and believe. I agree with every word Swift sings, fearless is just letting go, forgetting all your mistakes and society’s preconceived misconceptions and being with the one who loves you for being you.
In the end, fearless is stronger than doubt, unknowingly how. I’m wonderstruck how the Fearless can strike out doubt. Fearless is incredible. It’s a feeling of truly belonging. It’s the sweet breathe of hope. It’s the strength of an army. It’s a blessing from God. Fearless is faith. Fearless is beautiful change. Fearless is us.


Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Thank You.

Thank you.
     Thank you this Thanksgiving for the most fantastic family in the world. It may sound cheesy and over redundant, but it's true. My family is the best thing I've got. Yes they may be awkward and embarrassing at times and yeah they can drive me crazy, but I love my family and all that they are.
    Thanks for a excellent father. This is his 50th Thanksgiving and I hope he knows how grateful and proud I am of him. Thanks for being a dad who never left us behind,and never stopped loving us. Thank you for always thinking of sister and me when you were gone for work, church, or trips. Thanks for all of the lessons you've given me; he's always been the quiet Dad yet when he speaks his simple words and phrases they've had the greatest impact on me.
     Thanks for my one and only little sister. She's inspired me more than most and I am grateful for that. Thanks for being little and tiny, it really helps when something gets stuck in tight corners or small crevices. Thanks to her for always loving me, I know I forget to tell her a lot of the time, but I love her too. I love everything about you and I'm thankful for all the joy you've given me.
     Thanks for a beautiful and perfect mother. Thanks to her for the meals she's made for the clothes she's cleaned for the hard laboring she's done for me and everyone. She's a real light in the world, and is my beacon in a stormy sea storm. Thanks for all the planning that she's done when we take family vacations, thanks for her job that fly's us to California, and all the other places. I'm so grateful for you.
     Thank you for my aunts and uncles who've strengthened me. For the memories of the games we've played the jokes and laughs we've had at family parties and reunions. Thanks for all my grandparents, and they're support in all that I do, thanks for they're love. And thanks for all my extended family members. I love you. Thank you for all my family members who aren't really related, but have a place in my heart.
    To my best friends I say thank you for all the great adventures we've shared. Thanks for the crazy nights, the moments where we are like a family unit, and for all the love and support you've given me. I look up to my friends because they are my family. And family is what I'm most thankful for this Thanksgiving. I hope that whoever you are reading this tacky "thank you" have a memorable Thanksgiving this year and in years to come. Hope that you can spend it with someone special.
Thank you.