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Roosters…

Tuesday, January 12th, 2010

Here is a little known fact about me, I am actually very afraid of roosters. Not chickens.. just roosters. They are beautiful creatures but very nasty. I really enjoy looking at them but I know not to get to close to them because they are very territorial and won’t hesitate in showing you how they feel. There is just something very threatening about the way a rooster looks at you. Especially  ones like I was taking pictures of in San Juan Batista. They were everywhere, it felt kind of like a cult of chickens, it was slightly frightening. They were all over the place, even on the mission. All watching me, getting ready to attack.

I am not sure why they scare me so much, I guess scared isn’t the right word, I am extremely wary of roosters. I feel like you can’t trust them. They seem deceptive because at first you go in thinking, Oh look at that pretty chicken!

No, sorry not a pretty chicken a mean rooster with big claws. So I stay my distance and mind my own business. Oh, and of course, why did the chicken cross the road? To join the cult of chickens on the other side to attack an innocent girl. Enough said.

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Dream

Tuesday, January 5th, 2010

Here is a short story I wrote for fun.

Would you live for a single moment? Would you die for it, if it meant the world to you? Alanna’s world was a very small one and she had it all to herself. Except for Lumi, her little dog. Her entire life, all she could remember was snow. Her world was covered with a blanket of snow, relentless and unforgiving.

Alanna lived in this world all on her own, no parents or friends to give her company in the heart of a never-ending blizzard. Lumi was the only friend she ever had, she had always been there when the snow froze over her heart. In her heart she knew she would never be free of her home.

Alanna trudged through the thick snow with her arms wrapped tightly around her chest to keep what warmth she had inside her. Lumi pranced around in the snow leaving little footprints behind. The duo headed towards the little cabin that was nestled safely in the forest. Alanna let her breathe out in white clouds as she laughed at her dog’s antics as she tried to catch a lone butterfly that fluttered always just out of reach of the dog. She bent down grabbing the defeated dog and looked up at their home. The house was made from logs and was very simple. Two windows and a faded red door looked out from the front of the house. In the windowsills sat little figurines carved out of wood. Alanna reached out uncurling her frozen fingers and opened the door with an audible protest of creaks.
Warmth wrapped around Alanna and Lumi as their home welcomed them back. Alanna tapped her shoes together as snow fell off them and dropped Lumi. She hit the ground running, heading straight for the kitchen. Alanna watched her go, and let one last puff of cold air out looking at her home. Straight ahead of her was the kitchen that had a little wooden table and cabinets full of all kinds of food that Alanna had found or learned to make from what the forest gave her. Lumi’s water and food bowls sat right next to Alanna’s chair. The only other room in the house was her room, which contained a bed that laid on the ground, a desk, and a window above her mattress.

Alanna walked softly across the wooden floors into the kitchen where Lumi was pushing around an empty food dish with her nose. She looked up expectantly towards Alanna as she slowly walked into the kitchen. Lumi saw the drag in Alanna’s feet and run up to her. Lumi jumped up putting her little front legs on Alanna’s thighs as Alanna bent down and picked up the dog. Alanna sat down heavily into the chair with Lumi. Alanna looked out the window as the snow beat against it and sighed. She rubbed behind Lumi’s ears and looked on longingly. The butterfly flew into the window and flapped insistently as it looked for safety. Alanna watched it and began to cry. She cried silently since there was no one to listen to her. Her shoulders shook with sadness as she watched the creature that she envied so much die in the snow. Lumi looked up at her and cocked her head in confusion.

“Oh Lumi, all I ever wanted was to fly. If I could fly I could leave this wretched place. We could be free forever of this snow and this emptiness. But look even the butterfly is trapped here, destined to die without friends or family.”

Alanna rubbed away her tears and stood sadly. With heavy shoulders she walked to her room and lay down on her bed. She wrapped herself up in a blanket and looked at Lumi and smiled.

“I’ll find a way to fly. We’ll be free together, I won’t give up I promise.”

She closed her eyes and fell asleep as a lone tear fell down onto Lumi’s snout. Lumi looked at        Alanna and crawled into the bed snuggling in close.

Alanna stood outside of the cabin looking at clear blue sky. She opened her arms up to the sun and a smile spread across her face. The wind tousled her long hair and blew strands into her eyes. The trees swayed around her and she opened up her beautiful wings towards the sky. She pushed off the snow-covered ground and was free. She swooped down over the treetops brushing them with her fingertips. She closed her eyes as she flew, feeling the warmth of the sun and the wind kissing her face. She let out a scream of happiness and flew straight up into the sky. She hit something, hard. Her wings flapped as she looked for the culprit but saw nothing. She reached out and laid her hand on glass. She looked in horror at the glass dome she was concealed in. A hand reached down picking up the dome and shook it hard. The snow started to fall again and beat down on her wings sending her plummeting towards the unforgiving ground. She felt the cold eat up the warmth of the sun while she fell back towards her prison.

Alanna let out an anguished cry sitting bolt upright in bed, sending Lumi flailing across the floor. She let out an angry bark in protest at being woken up. Alanna looked around in sadness as the dream faded. She knew it was true, she would always be trapped. She sighed getting up and went towards the kitchen to feed Lumi. She started to bend over but froze suddenly. A smile spread across her lips as a plan unfolded in her mind. She looked down at Lumi with a wide smile.
“Today Lumi, we are going to fly. Today we will be free forever!” She picked up the confused dog and spun her around as she ran out the front door. Alanna knew what she had to do. She ran outside without a jacket or shoes into the barren wasteland she called home. She grabbed the little butterfly that had died in the snow on her windowsill. Then she ran with Lumi. She ran until she found the wall that was the dome keeping her trapped here. She ignored the cold and set Lumi down. A look of dead determination in her blue eyes.

“You ready to fly Lumi?” she smiled at the dog as she placed her freezing hands on the glass. She started to push. Slowly she felt the dome start to inch forward. She kept pushing until she felt nothingness beneath her. She picked up Lumi and kissed her, as she got ready to fly. She ran back one more time and gave it everything she had. One last push.

That one moment meant everything for Alanna. She gave everything she had for just that single moment as the snow globe spun off the shelf towards the ground. Finally she was free to fly. She lived her whole life for that single moment, and it was everything she had dreamt it would be.

There was a crash and then only a winter’s silence was left with shards of broken glass.

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2009

Thursday, December 31st, 2009

So it has been a long year for me and my family. With good and bad happenings. We went to go see Lance Armstrong race at the AmGen in Sacramento. I got to stand right next to him.

Basically my year was full of trips, our RV trip to Las Vegas being one of the first for my mom’s 50 birthday. It didn’t work quite as well as we wanted but in hindsight was all right. It had its goods and bads. Mojave, Death Valley, and Las Vegas… it was interesting all five of us in an RV. I don’t think I would or could do it again…

I had two cousins go off to war, one in the army and one in the navy. Kayleen and Charlie we are very proud of you both, and wish you well.

My mom and dad went with me to Kings Canyon and Sequoia National Parks.

We had some fun hikes and one encounter with a rattle snake. I think for a moment my mother took on the visage of a majestic Springbok to escape it.

My older brother Nick graduated High School.

We did a lot of talking with him over Skype this year because he was off at Cal Poly San Luis Obispo.

My dad had fun when we went up to the Licht Observatory and visited the awesome telescopes when school got out. With my sophomore year ended I had a lot of fun with my friends and was soon off to Michigan on our road trip. This time it was just my mom and I along with our dog. Together we are the travel buddies!! ( Also this is when I got my new camera, you will notice the improved quality of the photos from here out :D)

We stopped everywhere, Nevada, Utah (Mormon Tabernacle), Idaho (with a flat tire), and most memorable, Yellowstone.

We saw tons of wildlife in Wyoming and South Dakota, the best being the buffalo. Especially when we got charged by a buffalo in Custer State Park. They were all over the place just walking in the road.

Michigan this year was tons of fun. Full of tubing, the creation of creeper photos, and trips to Copper Harbor. It was also the first time I jumped off the pier into Lake Superior. And of course hanging out with all the cousins.

On our road trip back home we stopped in North Dakota, Montana (Glacier National Park), Washington, and Oregon. Glacier National Park was really fun, I swam in a freezing glacier river and saw a bear right up close.

In Oregon we saw the famous Shoe Tree and visited Bend. We loved it and I can’t wait to go back soon.

Back home school soon started with my first year of Full IB. In golf this year I was captain of the team and had amazing amounts of fun.

I had a good friend year, making new friends that I love, and making my existing friendships even better. A somewhat disappointing year in terms of health. Many people I know became seriously ill and that was emotionally taxing on all of us. To everyone with Cancer or some other illness, I wish you good health and happiness.  Visiting Nick for his 19 birthday in Cal Poly was very fun with kayaking in Morro Bay. One of the highlights of my year was my birthday and the trip I took with my mom to Seattle Washington.

This year I also bought my first piece of original artwork by myself from Bruce Telopa. It was a good year for art, I became an IB art student and my Aunt let me have one of her amazing paintings.

The other best of the year was our trip to Hawaii. We had so much fun snorkeling, going to the Volcanoes, and just enjoying 80 degree weather in December.

This year has had its ups and downs. I am excited for the new year to start over. So Happy New Years eeveryone. My biggest wish is for  health and happiness for everyone. My New Years resolution is to see the world with open eyes, I hope everyone can do the same.

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Volcano National Park: Hawaii

Monday, December 28th, 2009

When in Hawaii, my family and I visited Hawaii’s Volcanoes National Park. I must say it was pretty disappointing to most of us. It took us three hours to drive there, then it started pouring rain. And I mean POURING. So I had to quickly put pants on because of course I was wearing a dress since it is Hawaii and I am horrible at predicting the weather. So we had  to make a mad dash from the car into the Visitor Center, which kept routinely losing it’s power which made things very hard to buy when tha cash register keeps shutting down. I forgot my passport book as well (you get stamps from national parks all over the country.. I have had mine since eighth grade) so that wasn’t as fun. I had to safeguard my little tiny piece of paper which I had stamped and would later put into my book, which was nearly impossible since I didn’t have a jacket, was wearing a dress with pants, and had no were to hide it from the downpour.

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The most disappointing part was the fact that the lava wasn’t flowing. The whole thing we drove three hours to see, wasn’t happening today. Can I explain my disappointment.

But you have to push through, so instead we went to go see this really interesting crater. There were also some nice steam vents along the way. Can I also say how hard it is to take pictures when it is pouring? I was running around getting soaked with my camera shoved in a plastic bag whipping it out to take pictures then stuff it back in.

The crater was very cool, but it still didn’t quite fill the void of the unseen lava. But I did get quite a few good creeper photos there. I also learned quite and interesting bit about Hawaiian Mythology which is one of the only types of Mythology I haven’t looked into. Pele is an interesting woman… goddess.

Next was a stop at the Lava Tubes which is basically a giant tunnel underground. It was very impressive. We also had a lot of fun with the mad dash back to car out of the pouring rain. The area around the park was amazing. It was just like a rainforest with giant ferns, and so much green all around you. It really was a beautiful place.

After the disappointment I had a lot of fun at the park. As we left the park the rain got even worse. I love rain but this was scary, we couldn’t even see the road it was coming down so hard. On our ride home a huge storm followed us. Thunder storms chased us along the mountain road back to the hotel. The storm lasted until noon the next day. But that is a different story.

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Creeper Photo: Revenge

Sunday, December 20th, 2009

Alright remember my post, Creeper Photo: I Got Creeped? I must say I was quite sore about having been so scared by the Tiki Guy, so I decided I had to get revenge on him by scaring him back. My plan was to scare him somehow and it worked perfectly.

I snuck up behind him while he was lighting the torches and used my flash on my camera to blind him. He got really scared and surprised. My revenge was complete, except for one little detail:

It wasn’t the same guy

Apparently they switch off people who light the torches. I did not know this, so sorry for flashing you with my camera.

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Creeper Photo: I Got Creeped

Thursday, December 17th, 2009

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So today in Hawaii the tables got turned on me by this guy. I have decided to call him Tiki Guy, wait maybe Conch Guy, anyway the name doesn’t matter because what really matters is him scaring me to death.

I was walking around in the lobby of my hotel trying to get a creeper photo of someone and not paying attention. Then all of a sudden right in front of me is a half-naked man with a flaming torch and a giant conch shell in hand. He blew it right in my face and I screamed because I got so scared.

Yes, I screamed right in the middle of the lobby in front of many people. It was so embarrassing. He just smiled and ran off down the hallway to terrify someone else. This photo is all I could manage as he ran off. It was a strange moment, but it did put things in a bit of perspective. I am always creeping people and today I feel I got creeped because I was so completely unaware of this guy right in front of me.

No this does not mean I am going to stop. That would be no fun. But I am aware that it is very odd and awkward at times when I get caught creeping someone. Thanks Tiki Guy, Conch Guy, whatever for scaring the crap out of me.

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Travel Update: Hawaii

Thursday, December 17th, 2009

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My family and I have officially arrived at Mauna Lani Bay Resort in Hawaii. I can’t begin to explain just how excited I am to be here. It is sunny, warm, and beautiful. I am rather fond of leis myself. My brother loves leis for another reason, because he gets to say he got layed in Hawaii. Yes, he is a teenage boy and can’t help making sexual innuendos everywhere he goes.

For the next six days I will be residing in a small piece of paradise. I can’t wait to see what will happen along my vacation. I remember a lot from the last time I was in Hawaii…. when I was I third grade. I have only been once and can’t wait to make new experiences. Stay tuned….

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Travel: Hawaii

Wednesday, December 16th, 2009

So, I know I have been somewhat nelecting my blog and I apologize for that.

SORRY BLOG

Now that vacation is starting I will finally have some time to work on my writing. Currently my family and I are leaving for Hawaii in the morning for our Christmas break. I will be leaving travel updates everyday so stay tuned to see Hawaii in all it’s glory.

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Don’t Tread On Me

Tuesday, December 15th, 2009

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People walk around as if they are living in a dream. Wondering from one destination to the next without thought or questioning.

Frankly it sickens me to no extent. The fact that people can so blindly pass through life, the impassiveness of humanity is frightening.

What makes people care so little?

What is the root of humanity’s diconnect with the rest of the world around them? How can people stand to live a life without curiousity or adventure?

Is it even living?

If that is how you want to waste your life, walking around like a ghost. Watching your feet as you put one in front of the other, so be it. But I refuse to live like that.

As you watch me pass you, or maybe you won’t notice me at all. Don’t tread on me, don’t get in my way. I am going to live my life and if you are going to waste so precious a gift stay away from me.

If you are lost, come find me. If you seek change, to leave behind a ghost world that sticks to you like a shadow, come find me. Maybe we can scare away your demons together. Follow me down a path which is tread by so few. If you are walking the other way just make sure not to get in my way. I will not be stopped.

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Blind Man (Short Story)

Thursday, December 10th, 2009

A strange short story I just wrote quickly, not sure whether I like it or not.

Let me tell you of the story of the man with no eyes. He was a man of simple needs. A man perpetually waiting for nothing.

Everyday he would take walks. He would leave his home, the screen door swinging shut behind him, left for the wind to play with as it was blown open again and again, he walked down his front step and straight down his walkway bordered by a small sea of neatly kept grass. He would always turn left no matter the day. He would walk for hours his head bent down walking to nowhere talking to no one. He would walk to the park and sit on his bench. Alone and silent. Listening to the children play and the wind dance past him. He would walk to the market but never walk inside. Just stand there looking at the doors that opened at his presence and then closed once again. He would walk to the ocean and stand by the sea. His arms folded behind him, his chin held to the breeze. He would stand there in silence all alone again. He was a man of simple needs.

What he needed and what he received where very different things. He wished for solitude and instead received ridicule. The man with no eyes was mocked as he wandered. He could go nowhere in peace as he was always followed. Mostly by children and the occasional cruel parent. But he was followed mainly by whispers of fear and disgust. Haunted by his pursues he was never alone.

“Look at him, the man who cannot see. What a horrible life he must lead, oh I do pity the poor man who cannot even see his own hands.”

“ What did you do old man to loose your eyes? Did you kill someone, or just loose to the Devil one to many times?”

“He can’t see anything, we are better than him. Poor soul, poor blind man. We are better than you.”

He would shake his head but never answer, just continue on his way in silent torture. As he walked out his door, letting the screen door bang. He wondered down his walkway and was knocked to the ground. He couldn’t see the men who did it, or make them stop. They beat him yelling

“We can get away free with all that we want, the blind man can’t tell. He doesn’t know who we are because he can’t see. Poor blind man with no eyes to see!”

They laughed at him as he bled on the ground. The neighbors watched but didn’t utter a sound.
His torturers left him bleeding on the ground the old man picked up his head and uttered a sound. The boys stopped surprised by his voice. It was not weak or feeble but loud and sure. Not the voice of an old man but that of a wizened soul.

“You will see one day, that I am the lucky one. I don’t need my eyes to see my punishers. I don’t need to see to know whom you are, to know what you’ve done. When judgement comes, everyone will know. I don’t need my eyes to see you, to see through you into your small pitiful world. One day you will see just how lucky I am. Then you will know who the poor soul is.”

The boys stopped, looking back in silent horror. Their voices ripped out as they stared at their would be prey who laughed and laughed at their ignorance. They ran like cowards to hide in their world of light. To seek out justification for what the man without eyes had said against their crimes.

The neighbors left leaving the man to his own accord. He stood up slowly wiping the blood from his face. He shook his head and uttered a word of disgrace. They would see, he knew. They would pay one day but when he didn’t know.

That one day came in the old man’s final years. Decades after the boys on his lawn had punished him for a fault he knew was to be his greatest asset. The day the earth fell from the sun, and the lights went out the old man had won.

He sat in the darkness as everyone screamed. Panic and discord ran through the streets. They yelled for help because they couldn’t see. The sons of light left alone in darkness. No matter how loud they screamed no one would hear them. The old man laughed and laughed as he took his daily walk. He walked out his front door leaving the screen banging but it wasn’t heard in the loud clamor of panic. He walked down his walkway surrounded by grass. He turned left into the world that had so drastically changed.

He laughed and laughed because he knew it was going to come, and here it was at last, and no one had listened to the man with no eyes who saw all but never told.

There was no change for him, all was as it had ever been to the man with no eyes.

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