The Fellow

Its silent. Its silent and dark in my room right now. I have my window wide open so i could catch any cool breeze that happens to drift on by, and i could hear dogs barking in the distance. This post has taken longer to write than usual, being that for the past hour, I've been laying in the middle of my bed, in the dark, just thinking....

I listen out for any familiar noises I hear, and try to relate a time and place in which i remember hearing such a sound. I begin to hear an owl. Not to close, but close enough that the echo seems to be surrounding me.

Im a little girl, Im sitting out in the backyard on a hot summer night watching the stars come out. I cant seem to focus because I could hear this owl around me. Taking a quick glance around me I try to see where its coming from.I climb and stand on top of the old, faded, red slide thats to my right and begin to try and locate the fellow. -No luck. But i could still hear him. (Isn't it odd that most of the time you hear an owl, but when seeking to find it, you never can).I begin to become frustrated not knowing where this owl is. Just then, my mother calls me in. "The mosquitoes are out! come in!". I grab my stuff and go inside.

Thats what i think of every-time I hear an owl. My mind some how traces back to that time and place in my young childhood. I love it. I love how the mind works. I love how every little thing and experience means something. Its amazing.

Its Been Awhile Folks,

Just as i stated in my first post, indeed I did forget to keep up with this. Things got pretty crazy and busy on my end. But i promise I'm going to try this time.

So which brings me to this,

Lately I have been really frustrated with the people of this world. Lack of respect for others and lack of respect for themselves. I don't understand the concept. There's a particular person that i know (not by choice) that is raciest against a nationality that I am. Does it bother me? You better believe it! Do I let it get to me? I try not to. Simply because I understand that were all entitled to our own opinions and I respect that. Normally when this person is speaking out about what they "believe" in, its not directed towards me, I just so happen to be around to hear it. It really made me sick to hear the words that were coming out of there mouth, So one day i decided that I had enough. I went up to that person and gave them a mouthful of MY opinions. Not to my surprise, after hearing what I had to say that person was speechless. Due to their lack of knowledge which I knew they lacked a lot of, they had nothing in their defense. Everything they were trying to say back to me wasn't making any sense and I could tell they were nervous because they kept repeating themselves and stuttering over there words. In the end, they were the ones who looked like the idiot, Not the mexican ;]

I didn't write about this experience to sound like some bad @$$.

I just want you to understand that it is VERY important to stand up for what you believe in.

No matter what it is, What you believe in is apart of you. But don't put shame to what you believe in, remember it reflects upon what kind of person you are. I love people who have opinions, But I do think sometimes its unnecessary to go around shoving it down peoples throats. Have respect towards others and yourself.

-Jasmine