That should have been my last breath

I didn't see the light change,
I didn't see the other driver,
I should have been looking,
my eyes should have been sharper,
All I saw was the black pavement,
Then I saw the headlights,
My short life flashed before me,
birthday parties, girls night out, my first kiss, my last breath
I wish I had more time to say goodbye before I go,
But it looks like my number has been drawn,
I silently thank God for my opportunity for life,
I'm just angry that I threw it all away on a red light,
But in the time it takes for my heart to beat,
my foot slams on the breaks,
His green SUV gleams in my headlights,
Less than an inch from death,
A single tear rolls down my face,
One more breath fills my lungs,
that should have been my last breath,
But it looks my guardian angel has protected me again,
As I drive away I think about life and what it means to me,
I'm obviously destined to do great things,
but one thing is for sure,
That should have been my last breath,
And I will never waste it on a red light.

Tonight I should have died, but in a pure stroke of luck I managed to get through yet again without a scratch. Its a wonder to me, I have gotten into so many incidents that should have taken my life, hit by a car, head injurys, near drowning, trapped, poision. I belive in a higher power, but tonight I saw God in the headlights of an SUV.

life with no cell phone.

To me Blackberry's are the most advanced and awsome phone I have ever laid my hands on. I recieved one for Christmas from my father, two days later I went to the mall to see Twilight; well karma must have come back around in the worst way possible when my phone got run over by a car in the parking lot, it is almost Feburary and still no phone. But I notice I am a happier person without my phone. I don't have the urge to text in school, random people are not calling me at random hours of the night, I am not obsessing over missing a call, or calling someone else and I just generally feel better about my whole situation. Its funny how life works out that way, I wouldn't mind getting my cell phone back. *bell rings* Gotta go!

Snow day

Well today is Wed. and last night we had a few inches of snowfall, just enough to close down school for the day. Which is great in perspective if you were not in my situation. My computer is completly dead (I am using my dad's forbidden office computer), I have a torn muscle in my right shoulder (which is very bad considering I have to compete on Sat), and I don't really like the cold all that much.
But on a happier note, I am preparing for college with essays and visits. Truth be told it is a lot harder than I first expected. Oh well, I guess that is alright with me mostly becuase I love a good challenge. I'm scouring foodnetwork for a yummy dessert for tonight, probably a lemon fluff, or somthing else with lemon in it. *hears footsteps*

got to go now!!

I miss Jon

I sent him with my blessing


I have a friend, who holds a very dear place in my heart,
To me he was special from the very start,

He was cordial and refined and never seemed to mind,
when you asked a favor of any kind,

The days grew shorter as our friendship got longer,
The lessons he taught me that summer made me feel all the stronger,

Sadly enough our time together was nearly finished,
And when he read that letter, my hope for more time diminished,

He was leaving to serve in our armed forces,
Our lives together had taken different courses,

He promised he would come home, and then we could have more fun together,
But that time to me seemed forever,

The dawn on our final day seemed to fly,
my hope for him to stay had died,

I tried to keep the tears back, tried to stay strong,
But when he broke down first my will to stay strong had surly gone,

He told me I would be the friend he would always cherish,
Even if he were to somehow perish,

We said our fareells, tears burning in our eyes,
But I could not bring myhself to say "goodbye"

So as I gave him one last glance I finally managed to speak,
I will see you later, but It came out in a squeak,

The feelings we shared were deep and were felt down to the core,
Beautiful friendship will outshine all of the darkness of war,

And on the day he comes back,
I will be waiting as the friend who never let her heart turn black.

This poem was written in loving memory of my good friend Jon, just a few weeks ago we had to say goodbye when he was being shipped off to boot camp. During the time we were together he had taught me quite a few lessons about life. His brother was dying so Jon stood strong and taught me about life, how it is short and there is never enough time to say goodbye. He taught me how to be patient when my temper was short. To him freedom was riding on his motercycle with me attached to the back (terrified laughter coming from out of our helmets) and getting ice cream. He is so proud to be serving our country, and even though he was scared Jon knew it was the right thing to do. Our emotions were frayed in the end, and I ended up crying for at least two hours into the night. Pesonally I think this poem captures the reader and puts them into a special place where they can think about what friendship means to them, and what they would do if they had very little time left with said friend. The rhyme scheme I think added a little bit of lightness to a poem which would have been otherwise very sad and depressing. But the message is very clearly staded "Beautiful friendship will outshine all of the darkness of war" the question of what war is up to the reader, internal or external. Needless to say I miss my friend Jon very much, and giving him one last hug goodbye was the sadest and the hardest thing I have ever had to do.

*God bless the soldier, the patriot, and the man. For you do not hold the sword in vein, you are a messenger of God, and His hand of mercy*

My computer has AIDS

well, as of right now on a Sunday afternoon I am sitting on my boyfriends bed using his computer. The reason I am using his computer is because mine has AIDS, not HIV or some sort of evil STD for computers full blown AIDS. I discovered this after my computer sent me a message telling me that "windows XP is not a real program and is not compatible with windows XP" my face was like this -_- and then I cried. So now I have to use his computer, which in the end makes me RAGE! Like no one has ever seen before (however his computer is much nicer than mine and works so much better, perhaps this could be a good thing) I have done everything to try and fix my peice of junk that the manufacturers from Dell call a computer, but in the end my computer will end up dying from this terrible computer AIDS, well my computer did warn me about a Trojan, but Trojans prevent AIDS right? WRONG! So now I have to send my computer in for service which really stinks for me because I have Creative Writing, Drama II, and Law, all of which are classes that require the use of the amazing Internet. Which starting today is a very unattainable source.

Ripple Effect

Brandi is my name and writing is my game, I like to stir the surface of the water and bring the creatures down below to the surface. Sometimes its good to cause a little ripple, but it becomes a problem when you make waves. In life there are many things worth enjoying, reading, writing, riding a bike on a summer day, things of the sort. I am a simple woman, who enjoys those specific pleasures. But I do have a passion for the color guard, spinning colors in mid-air kind of has that calming effect on a person. I'm good at what I do, plus I'm extreamly competitive I don't like to lose, and this little life game is no different. The game of life to me should be played hard, there is no time to be timid because you never really know when its all going to be pulled out from under you, like a rug attached to a speeding train. Yes, it really happens that fast. But on a lighter note the sky is clear today, cold but clear none the less. My mind is actually pretty empty and to me there is nothing really worth talking about, but alas the teacher is reading over my shoulder so I will pretend to write somthing of importance.

Other than my name and the things that I enjoy doing in my free time. I am 18 years old and have a pretty stable job that pays minimum wage $5.30 an hour (for workers who earn tips and such). I make ice cream and chili dogs to serve to the people of Sylvania.

*bell rings*

got to go!