Standing in the room,
Beautiful art on the wall,
Light's up my lost soul.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Memorable IRP
My IRP is going to be memorable becaue i'm going to show good and bad things about a specific topic, and it has relevance to a lot of people in society presently. It will open the viewers mind and maybe make them think more about how much it has transformed everyone. I have put a lot of thought about Social networks, it's something that most people rely on in an everyday life.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
New Years Resolution
My new years resolution is to become more economic friendly. I have a nasty habit of putting things that should be recycled into the garbage. I think this is a good new years resolution to not only myself but everyone around me because one bottle can go a long ways. I also have a habit of leaving lights on, water running when it's unecessary, and starting the car up too early.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Image short story?
The sounds from the campfire echoed off everything in the forest. As the laughter grew, everything seemed peaceful throughout the forest. Stories were being told to bring bodies closer to the flames.
“When I am old,” said Luke, “I will want to live beside my favourite lake.”
Rosalie questioned Luke with curiosity.
“And what lake would that be?”
“This lake, I love everything about this lake. It brings everyone together. Countless memories are always begun here.” Stated Luke. He continued, “Beside my house, there will be a field I will make for my kids, consisting the softest, greenest summer grass they will ever set foot on.”
“Are you going to be alone with the kids here?” asked Rosalie.
“No, I will have the woman of my dreams wake up beside my left arm every morning I’m here, kissing my face to wake myself up for the day. She will be the mother of my children,” replied Luke as he looked at the stars.
As the fire died down both of them became sleepy. Rosalie glances at the smooth lake, watching the sun disappear behind the mountains exclaiming,
“I’m glad you think of me in such a loving matter.” She glances at the beautiful engagement ring on her finger and smiles “Dream big or go home.”
Luke looked up and smiled. They sat and watched the ashes, what was left of the wood as darkness covered the forest with a dark cold blanket of silence.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Anecdote
My dad is very upfront with me. So we always argue over ridiculous things all the time.
I was in an argument with my dad one day after our team had lost a game to a team we had full capability of beating. I was not happy when I noticed that he had left after they had scored 2 goals on me in the 3rd period; tying the game up. I said, “That is not something a dad does to their own child, I needed your support the most and you walk out on me!” there was a long pause, “Well,” sighed Dad, “I was upset and embarrassed, I knew you can do better than that. Maybe next time you can wake up.” So I felt like he was just another fan with no importance to me. With an angry tone I replied, “Dad, sometimes I think I’m adopted.” My dad grins and glances at me sarcastically, “Shelby if you were adopted, do you think I would have chosen you?”
Friday, October 21, 2011
Identities
My identity has been horrendously misjudged in a more negative way to say the least. But to me, I feel like it was what I needed to get where I am today in life. When I started playing hockey, I was always the only girl on the team. There wasn’t anyone I knew at the age of 9 in my shoes. Boys would treat me like I was one of them, everything more and nothing less because playing on a rep team took a lot of grit itself- never mind being a girl. The transition over to girls was a rough being especially when people found out where I came from. Girls would intentionally pull pranks on me; Parents would avoid me, and most of all I was ignored because they had an impression on me before they even got to know me. Girls thought my head was big, that I was super annoying- I was alienated by everyone including my coaches. Pushing myself harder to beat them and stop all the false impressions from spreading is something I personally thrive for now. “The question isn’t who’s going to let me. The question is who’s going to stop me.”-Rick Bodeux
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