Love is a healthy young child growing up into the world

They say love is young; love is blind. Love doesn’t know age. It only knows emotion. Our heart and our brain might never see eye to eye (figuratively), but one always knows best. The one you choose determines what kind of person you are. You can either follow your heart or your mind because no matter what age you are they will never agree on anything.

When I heard the expression, “Love is Blind” I said to myself that it wasn’t true, but I can see where you could get that misconception. Love isn’t blind. Love is being able to see that person’s flaws and love them anyway or possibly more. Everyone has their flaws, but learning to live with them takes a great deal of patience.

True love requires all of your patience. It may spin you around in circles and make you dizzy, but soon you’ll be laying down with the one you love gazing up at the stars. Things don’t ever seem real and when things are good you never seem to have enough time to spend. Life goes on just as it always has, but without you, the days go by slower; problems seem to get worse; your life starts to crumble. But then the light shines through the dark times, and all is well again.  I know I will never run out of love for you no matter what obstacles fate throws at us. If you give me a voice, I’ll shout it to the world.

I love you with all my heart, my darling. You bring a smile to my face when others bring tears. You give me warmth and assurance when I’m cold and scared. You love me, and that’s all I need.

My heart felt very poetic today. How romantic it is. It only needs one ounce of affection to feel loved. I don’t like very many people, so my heart is very loyal but very easily broken. An extraordinary girl like myself deserves a nice gentleman who will take care of her heart with the utmost care and passion. I thank the good Lord every day for spoiling me rotten.

Related: The Trip: A Story Story

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[Video] The Scorpions: LIVE in concert

I posted this on YouTube yesterday, and I already have almost 600 views on this video. That’s really cool to me considering most of the views on my videos don’t get too high so 600 is a big deal to me. You should watch this video.

Update: As of August 2, 2017, this video has accumulated over 4,300 views and is my most popular video to date. Because of this video, I was able to start monetizing my Youtube videos since the requirement for monetization is a minimum of 10,000 views. Although because of the copyright, I only get a small portion of the ad money which I suppose is fair. I’ve tried to get around it because it seems like Youtube is really on top of things now. This video was part of the reason I became an Entertainment blogger. I love filming concerts with my phone, but it’s always been a dream of mine to be able to film a concert with a really nice camera. Ever since I saw “Let’s Spend the Night Together,” I thought it would be the coolest thing ever to film a concert. I go to lots of concerts, and I almost always take pictures and video. Maybe I will upload some old photographs and videos from concerts that I may not have posted before. If you follow my Instagram, you can real time updates on the concerts I attend. I usually post lots of pictures on there and I have recently been live broadcasting on Facebook during the concerts. You can also follow my facebook page for updates on when I post new blogs. I usually combined all the photos and videos into one blog for viewing convenience.

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If you want more posts about music, check out my Butcher Babies Meet and Greet post.

the trip a short story

The Trip: A Short Story (2010)

“What are you doing?” said Mark.
“I’m looking for something.” said Jess, absent-mindedly.
“Do we need it?” Mark said, unconcerned.
“Yes, Mark!” Jess cried, “We can’t leave without it.”
“Alright, alright. I’ll help you look for it.” Mark rummaged through a few of Jess’s things and came across her diary. As a sudden impulse, he grabbed it and dropped it in his bag.
“Um, Jess. What are we looking for anyway?” Mark said, now pretending to search.
Jess lets out a heavy sigh. “My music box, Mark. We’re not leaving on this trip without it.”
Mark sighed as well. “Alright, but if we don’t leave soon we won’t get there in time.”
Jess was getting more frustrated. “I’m aware of that, Mark. Here’s my rebuttal: We’re not leaving until I have my music box with me.”
Mark picked up some of her clothes and threw them in opposite directions. “Why do you even need it anyway? You’re not a little girl anymore, Jess.”
“I’ve never been away from my music box. I listen to it every night before I go to sleep.”
“So how come I’ve never seen this music box before, if it’s so special to you?”
“You’ve seen my music box before. You probably just never noticed it.”

Suddenly, the air gets still and only silence is heard despite the city sounds. Mark turns slowly and watches as the music box quickly appears on the dresser. Jess continues to ruffle through her clothes. Mark walks over to the box and opens it, the music starts to play. Instantly, Jess stands up straight.

“Mark, where did you find this?” Jess asked, frantically as she walked over to him.
“It was right here, Jess. The whole time.” He lied.
“No, Mark. That’s impossible. I would have seen it if it had been here.”
“Maybe you missed it, Jess. Now, come on or the bus is going to leave without us.”

“Come on Mark, we’re going to be late.”
“I can’t go if the light is red, Jess.” said Mark, already frustrated.
“I know, but if you would drive a little faster, we wouldn’t get stopped at all these lights.”
“Jess! I’m driving as fast as I can. Stop rushing me.”
“I’m sorry, Mark. I just don’t want to miss this trip.”
“You could spend just a LITTLE bit of time with me. It’s not like we’re gonna to see each other after this.”
“What are you talking about? We spend time together, and we’re going to be at the same place. How could we not see each other?”
Mark sighed. “You tell me this every time we go on a field trip, and every time you run off with Alex and I never see you.”
Jess had a weird expression on her face. “Well…” She paused awkwardly. “You could hang out with us.” Mark almost missed a red light. He pushed the brake instantaneously. They both gasped in shock and then settled.
“Why would I want to be around you and Alex? He’s always all over you. I don’t want to see that.”
“You’re not…jealous of him, are you?”
Mark took a deep breath. “No, that’s the last thing I would ever be.”
“Well, it sounds like you are.” Jess retorted, unconcerned.
They turned into the school parking lot and their conversation ended there.

“This bus leaves in 15 minutes! If you’re not on it, we’re leaving without you!” yelled Mrs. Bailey, into the megaphone.
“Jesus, Mrs. Bailey. We can hear you just fine,” said Alex, pushing down the megaphone.
“Be that as it may, Alex, I don’t want to hear it if you miss the bus.” said Mrs. Bailey, sternly.
Alex walked away towards a dense group of students. He watched as Mark and Jessica pulled into the parking lot. He walked around the car to open the door for Jessica.
“Thank you, Alex. You’re such a gentleman,” said Jessica, smiling at him.  Mark rolled his eyes, slammed his door loudly, and walked over to the bus without waiting for Alex or Jessica.
Alex places his hands on Jessica’s waist. “What’s his problem? Something happen this morning?” Alex said, pretending to care.
Jessica put her face in her hands. “I’m not really sure. I did sort of rush him to get here, and I wouldn’t let him leave without my music box.” Jessica looked away from Alex but kept his hands at her waist.
“You’ve had that music box since you were a little girl, and you listen to it every night before you go to bed. How could put such little importance on something like that?”
Jessica moved away from Alex and started walking toward the bus. “Come on, Alex. He’s not that bad. Let’s just get on the bus.”

Mark was sitting in the back of the bus by himself. A frown formed on Jessica’s face. Mark’s words were ringing in her ears. She sat next to Mark, without one word to Alex, leaving him there to stand awkwardly in the middle of the aisle. “You’re not going to sit next to me, Jess?” Alex said, sadly.
“I sit next to you every class trip, Alex. I can’t sit next to Mark for just ONE trip,” Jess said, persuasively.
“I guess so…”
Jessica put her hand on Alex’s shoulder. “Change is good, Alex. Change is good.”
Alex rolled his eyes. Mark smiled at this. Things were finally going his way. Alex sat quietly throughout the whole hour ride up there while Mark and Jessica never stopped talking to each other.

Ten minutes before the arrived, Jessica turns to Alex. “What’s wrong, Alex? You were quiet this whole time.”
Alex closed his eyes and took a silent deep breath. “I just figured since you were sitting next to Mark for once, that you would want to catch up or whatever. I didn’t want to get in the way of that. I respect your wishes and I know what’s important to you.”
Jess looked around awkwardly. “Uh, thanks, Alex. I think.”
Mark began talking to Jessica again, and Alex turned back around.
“Jess, can I ask you something?” Mark said, quietly. Alex strained his ears to listen to what they were talking about.
“Sure, Mark. What is it?” Jessica said, in a normal voice.
Mark put his finger over his mouth signaling her to keep her voice down.
“Sorry.” She whispered. “What is it?”
“You sat with me today. What made you change your mind?”
Jessica smiled. “Mark, you’re my best friend. I noticed you were sad and I needed to fix it. I hate seeing you sad all the time. If I can make you happy, I’m going to.”
“Thanks, Jessica,” Mark said, smiling. “You’ve made my day.”
“We’ll see about that…” Alex mumbled under his breath.

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