Thursday, November 10, 2011

oh wouldn't it be nice?

As opposed as I am to high school romance and boyfriends, after 15 and a half hours working on yearbook, being sick as a dog, crying, laughing, and basically almost dying--it would have been nice.

It would have been nice to have someone to text every little detail about the day.

It would have been nice to have someone to call at the end of it, someone to look forward to.

It would have been nice to have someone to come over and hug you and not let go until you say so.

It would have been nice to have someone smile at you and tell you all of your work would worth it.

Man, it would have been nice to be in love today, oh it would have been nice.

(talk about bad timing)

PS. 300th published blog post. Wow. I need a life. 

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

my heart stumbles on things I don't know

 It's just one big headache. 

One huge physical, emotional, mental headache. 

Close your eyes, take a breather, slow down a little, Mayson. 

(I just want to know the ending to the story)

Monday, November 7, 2011

despite my growing fears

Push aside the stress, the confusion, the frustration, the mixed feelings, the limitations--
I am content. 

(and all is well)

Sunday, November 6, 2011

swim when it hurts

currents will pull you away from your love. 

i swim for better days despite the absence of sun.

just keep your head above.

(swim)

Saturday, November 5, 2011

seal my heart and break my pride

Mumford and Sons. 
Local Natives.
Give me more. Please. I can't get enough.

Friday, November 4, 2011

goodbye, my hopeless dream



He's not a heart in a box. 
He never has been and he never will be. 
That's exactly it. 
It's a simple as that. 
He is not a heart in a box.


Wednesday, November 2, 2011

one year older and wiser too

Some birthday's you sit there and you think, "this day is like any other, it's not that great"

And some birthday's are the best ever.

It may be walking into Student Gov and everyone cheering for you, candy waiting on your desk, birthday notes all over the school (gotta admit it, awkward at first).

Then John Oldroyd makes the few people in Journalism sing to you, and you meet some super cool people in Mr. Ashton's room.

Lunch at Zupas. Surprise Ice Cream Party in Yearbook. Yogurt Land.  La Jolla Groves. Candy Store. (I kind of LOVE food)

New shoes, movies, mall shopping.

Getting asked not only on ONE but THREE dates. (Let's be real, that's a rare occasion!)

And now McKann is picking me up to go to Farr's Fresh. LOVELY. 


But come on now,  let's be honest, I had the best birthday ever because I have the best friends ever.