So today shall be a writing post, cause I'm late. Which I'm sorry about. I meant to do it after dinner, but the library site got in the way. So very sorry! Anyways here goes nothing:
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Maria was reading when he came in. Adam laid down next to her and glanced at the book. "Whats up?" He asked, as he gently pulled the blue cord that went to her headphones. Seeing him, she smiled. "shouldn't you be with my brother?
"eh. Bothering you is funnier." He returned the smile and for a moment they listened to the sound coming from the earbud. "I feel like a hero and you are my heroine," He said from memory as the song restarted. She looked at him, almost a bit suprised. He gently pushed away a strand of hair and placed it behind her ear. Maria blushed slightly and tried to find her place in her book. For the whole song Adam softly sang the song to her, whispering into her ear.
Maria's best friend Lia, was also at the house, and had just gotten out of the bathroom. She paused when she reached the door. Seeing the boy she had a major crush on whispering to her best friend, who apperntly wanted nothing do with the boy. She watched them, unsure what to do.
When the song had ended, Maria paused the song and quoted the lyrics. "I've got a closet full to the brim with the ghosts of my past and the skeletons, and I don't know why you'd even try but I wont lie, you caught me off gaurd...."
Adam smiled at her and ran a hand down her cheek.
"I feel like a newborn child every time I get a chance to see you smile, it's not complicated,"
He stopped her from going on, by touching her lips with his own. She didn't even have time to blush as her mind went numb, the emotions taking over and wrapping themselfs around her mind. She felt warm and giddy. She wanted to laugh, and when he pulled away she grinned at him. He grinned back and kissed her again.
Lia covered her mouth and ran from the room. Tears streamed down her face, as she ran out the door. Trying to hold back her shock, her pain, her hurt, her anger at her one and only friend, she started running.
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Yeah so thats lame.
Lyrics from Hero/Heroine - boys like girls. =) Found it on my Zune today during history...lets just say its been on repeat all day.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
My Turn!
My writing post for today! It took me a long time to come up with an idea, but I finally got one. Hopefully.
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"Okay, how about these: Noble, blue, elegant, and sports?" my friend Olivia says, looking up from the laptop in her lap. I sigh and lay down on my bed, my laptop next to me. The four words run through my head, trying to find other words that can piece them together to make some sense. I sit up with a single sentence in my head.
"A queen in an elegant blue dress shot someone at a rugby match. How does that sound?" I picked up my laptop and opened Word, which would most likely just sit there, untouched, while I cruise some other site. Olivia laughs and starts typing away at her keyboard. "I know, I'm not making any progress," I mumble, setting down my laptop and springing off my bed.
Olivia puts down her laptop as well and stands next to me, stretching her cramped legs. "You know," she says, looking at me with half of a serious look on her face, "you do have to come up with something soon. It is your day, and you don't want to keep those hungry viewers waiting for very long. One of them could be some super-genius and use your IP to track you down with a bunch of angry villagers with pitchforks and torches." She grinned at me and walked past, hopping loudly down the stairs.
I slipped on my slippers and slowly shuffled after her, mumbling to myself, "Yeah, the few viewers we actually have.
Later that day, she did finally come up with an idea, but it was rather short. For that girl, ladies and gentlemen, was me about a half-hour ago.
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That's ma post! Don't hate! Okay, have a good day/evening/morning/ whatever everyone!
-Costello
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"Okay, how about these: Noble, blue, elegant, and sports?" my friend Olivia says, looking up from the laptop in her lap. I sigh and lay down on my bed, my laptop next to me. The four words run through my head, trying to find other words that can piece them together to make some sense. I sit up with a single sentence in my head.
"A queen in an elegant blue dress shot someone at a rugby match. How does that sound?" I picked up my laptop and opened Word, which would most likely just sit there, untouched, while I cruise some other site. Olivia laughs and starts typing away at her keyboard. "I know, I'm not making any progress," I mumble, setting down my laptop and springing off my bed.
Olivia puts down her laptop as well and stands next to me, stretching her cramped legs. "You know," she says, looking at me with half of a serious look on her face, "you do have to come up with something soon. It is your day, and you don't want to keep those hungry viewers waiting for very long. One of them could be some super-genius and use your IP to track you down with a bunch of angry villagers with pitchforks and torches." She grinned at me and walked past, hopping loudly down the stairs.
I slipped on my slippers and slowly shuffled after her, mumbling to myself, "Yeah, the few viewers we actually have.
Later that day, she did finally come up with an idea, but it was rather short. For that girl, ladies and gentlemen, was me about a half-hour ago.
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That's ma post! Don't hate! Okay, have a good day/evening/morning/ whatever everyone!
-Costello
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Not To... Steal Olive's Thunder or Anything...
I'm real sorry. I was super busy yesterday and I just couldn't find time to make a post. And so I'm doing it today, not to try and steal Olive's thunder, because her post was beautiful. So I took 3 of these pictures a few minutes ago, in between the rain, because it was raining when I got home from school, then stopped a while ago, then when I was taking pictures, it started to sprinkle, and now it's pouring and my dad's gonna go to my brother's school to pick him up from football practice while I'm sitting here in my pajamas and in my warm house. Haha, brother! Then the others I took a while ago.
Brr, cold and wet. Not so fun. I just might make myself some coffee... So, my tip! And my good friend Olive most likely agrees with it. A good photo opportunity arises right after a rain, when the flowers have raindrops nestled on their petals and stems, thick, green leaves holding water until they're about to spill... always good. Just don't get your camera wet! Those are some wise words... Well, goodbye everyone! Stay dry and warm, or, if it's summer for you, keep cool and hydrate!
-Costello
Brr, cold and wet. Not so fun. I just might make myself some coffee... So, my tip! And my good friend Olive most likely agrees with it. A good photo opportunity arises right after a rain, when the flowers have raindrops nestled on their petals and stems, thick, green leaves holding water until they're about to spill... always good. Just don't get your camera wet! Those are some wise words... Well, goodbye everyone! Stay dry and warm, or, if it's summer for you, keep cool and hydrate!
-Costello
Befriend or not to befriend.
I look outside and see girls. Blonde haired, brown haired, they are just like me. They laugh and talk. I sit in my room, watching them pass as they look like me, but are nothing like me. I sit upstairs, at my desk, typing away, trying to think through this program. I listen to my music, while they listen to the wind and each other’s voices.
They are beautiful. Simple, but so much prettier than I am. I look down at my clothes and back at theirs. If I walked down stairs and out my door, they’d stare at me. My red shorts from soccer last fall, my all star’s shirt. I look like some girl that runs a lot, and likes it.
They will probably see me around the corner, but they won’t stop to get to know me. They already have each other, why add someone else? They are already perfect, why add someone who isn’t to their group of perfectness?
Would you?
If you were in a group, and saw a girl or boy your age, watching you all alone, would you go over and introduce yourself? Or would you walk away?
Thinking about it now, even though I’m not part of anyone’s fancy groups, I know I probably wouldn’t. I’m already shy, already took me forever to befriend the friends I have, why ruin it by adding someone who looks so out of place? Why risk everything for someone who could be the one you should have met. That kid could have been one of your best friends. But you walked away.
Now I didn’t stop them, as they laughed their ways home for dinner. I didn’t introduce myself. Instead I watched from above as they walked farther away. Maybe they’ll come back one day, when I’m outside, and don’t have a choice but to say hi. Maybe someone will see me outside one day and the next they’ll come over. As they walk away, I don’t feel forgotten, abandon, but I do feel alone. So I turn my music up louder, listen to my best friend’s voice on my phone, asking for prayer. I spin in my non-spinning chair and hope I meet someone mighty soon. Can’t spend forever working on absolutely nothing.
I mean I could, but who would want to do that?
-Olive
They are beautiful. Simple, but so much prettier than I am. I look down at my clothes and back at theirs. If I walked down stairs and out my door, they’d stare at me. My red shorts from soccer last fall, my all star’s shirt. I look like some girl that runs a lot, and likes it.
They will probably see me around the corner, but they won’t stop to get to know me. They already have each other, why add someone else? They are already perfect, why add someone who isn’t to their group of perfectness?
Would you?
If you were in a group, and saw a girl or boy your age, watching you all alone, would you go over and introduce yourself? Or would you walk away?
Thinking about it now, even though I’m not part of anyone’s fancy groups, I know I probably wouldn’t. I’m already shy, already took me forever to befriend the friends I have, why ruin it by adding someone who looks so out of place? Why risk everything for someone who could be the one you should have met. That kid could have been one of your best friends. But you walked away.
Now I didn’t stop them, as they laughed their ways home for dinner. I didn’t introduce myself. Instead I watched from above as they walked farther away. Maybe they’ll come back one day, when I’m outside, and don’t have a choice but to say hi. Maybe someone will see me outside one day and the next they’ll come over. As they walk away, I don’t feel forgotten, abandon, but I do feel alone. So I turn my music up louder, listen to my best friend’s voice on my phone, asking for prayer. I spin in my non-spinning chair and hope I meet someone mighty soon. Can’t spend forever working on absolutely nothing.
I mean I could, but who would want to do that?
-Olive
Monday, October 3, 2011
Old photos today!
Hey all! Today I'm going to show you some old photos, from like when I first started photography! From like April 2010! That is a long time for me, I think.
There ya go! Some of my favorites, and some of my older ones! I don't have a tip tonight, as I'm tired, and haven't gotten much photography done. (That will change soon) Hence the old photos. :)
Hope you all had a great day!
-Olive
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| One of my firsts....still my favorite. |
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| Even bikes make great models! |
There ya go! Some of my favorites, and some of my older ones! I don't have a tip tonight, as I'm tired, and haven't gotten much photography done. (That will change soon) Hence the old photos. :)
Hope you all had a great day!
-Olive
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Upgraded blog!
Hello! Olive here! I'm going to talk about the 'new' blog! We added some things, and I want to make sure every one knows what images/ect we own and which ones we don't. =)
There are three new images on the side, a new button, and a new header. The 3 images were found online, so we don't own them. They are not us either. It is just something we are using.
The button image is owned by me. The rose in the header is Cossy's and the half rose image is mine. The middle image is not ours.
I just wanted to make sure everyone knew so we wern't dealing with questions and such. If we post an image that we do not own it will be stated. =)
Also, we changed up the days that we post. Cossy will be posting on Tuesdays and Thursdays now, while I will be taking over Mondays and Wendsays. We each will be doing a writing and a photography post, so you will be getting a good share of each subject. Fridays are still guest blogger day! =)
We hope old and new readers like our newly upgraded blog, and enjoy our new mix of posting.
If you have any questions or concerns or anything like that, please let us know by leaving a comment below or contacting us on YWP. (We will have links to our profiles on the side.)
Thanks!
-Olive
There are three new images on the side, a new button, and a new header. The 3 images were found online, so we don't own them. They are not us either. It is just something we are using.
The button image is owned by me. The rose in the header is Cossy's and the half rose image is mine. The middle image is not ours.
I just wanted to make sure everyone knew so we wern't dealing with questions and such. If we post an image that we do not own it will be stated. =)
Also, we changed up the days that we post. Cossy will be posting on Tuesdays and Thursdays now, while I will be taking over Mondays and Wendsays. We each will be doing a writing and a photography post, so you will be getting a good share of each subject. Fridays are still guest blogger day! =)
We hope old and new readers like our newly upgraded blog, and enjoy our new mix of posting.
If you have any questions or concerns or anything like that, please let us know by leaving a comment below or contacting us on YWP. (We will have links to our profiles on the side.)
Thanks!
-Olive
Saturday, October 1, 2011
So Gross!
So, today, my mom found this big blue-green thing that looked like a caterpillar on our dried-up tomato plant. It looked super cool, so I took a ton of pictures. I even touched it! It was all fuzzy and squishy... Then I looked up what it was. Big mistake. Turns out, it's not really a caterpillar. It's known as a tomato hornworm, and can be also found on tobacco plants. Click here to learn more about them. Well, here are some pictures! I named it Absolom. :)
I'm not really sure which end is the head... I think it's the one with the horn. But yeah! Isn't that gross? Yuck. *shiver* Well, there's a post for today! Have a good day, everyone. :)
-Cos
I'm not really sure which end is the head... I think it's the one with the horn. But yeah! Isn't that gross? Yuck. *shiver* Well, there's a post for today! Have a good day, everyone. :)
-Cos
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