Dear Mom

Dear mom,

You are, in one word, my inspiration. Your poems, actions and words make me determined to ,one day, be just as good as you. You are my best friend. You are the one I want to tell everything to, the reason why I don't need anyone else because you will always listen. You are always the best person to turn to because  in your mind, you are still young so when you say "I understand" you aren't just saying it, you really mean it and your words come from the heart. That's what makes you special.
I don't need to tell you that you are an amazing mom, because you already know it, but you are a stupefying, stupendous, astounding,flawless mom, and I love you to mars and back times a trillion.  

Happy mothers day mom

I love you

♥

5 days

The countdown begins! It's only 5 days until we have to leave to the holy grand city of socks a.k.a South Korea, or, to be precise, the tiny, tiny, tiny,  island of Geojie. 

Because of my very poorly timed exams ( curse the education system) I now have to pack and study at the same time. It's an art I have mastered and even named, I call it: stacking. Let me give you an example: Last night, while packing my clothes into an extremely small bag, I was learning about the production, stages and harvest of wheat. Very intriguing stuff that is, let me be the first to tell you. If you ask me, I think it's a win-win solution!

I'll be honest with you now, I am not ecstatic to be moving back to Korea. I do like it here, my room, my bed, my pillow, my books, my crafting stuff, my shower... yeah... now I really don't wanna go. I don't have too many goodbyes to say, seeing as I don't have a whole army of friends.. I am not sure if this is a good or bad thing. Anyways, moving onwards from my very small social life. Lets get back to the feels. 
I guess it's not going to be so bad because we've already lived there.. so we know kinda, sorta, not really know where everything is. I mean, we've got our local sock shop, tayaki stall, Paris Baguette, and random-let's-store-everything-ever-invented shopping market. And we can kinda,sorta,not really speak Korean already so that won't be all bad either. Yip things look pretty good so far ( _ _。)
Oh but before we get too happy, there is one more thing to take into consideration: the flight... of doom. Yes everyone , the flight of doom. Over 14 hours of sitting next to some stranger who snores and keeps putting his arm on your arm rest and the constant need to pee.  Pretty much my worst nightmare....(￣ー￣;)

Well guys, I better go, I've got some more stacking to do ♥

Falling

The sky was black and starless
So many light's were on it looked like day
I tried not to breathe too deep
As I knew the nauseating smell that awaited
I was just a kid
I never asked for any of this to happen
Yet my words were pushed aside
Uncared for
Now the seas are black
The fish are gone
There are no more stars
I was just a kid
I wanted to laugh, to roll down hills, to shriek , to cry, to fall in love
As I sat on my window ledge
More tears fell onto my already wet hands
I cried for the starved children lying buried beneath the ground
I cried for the love we humans had lost
I cried for the Earth who had been a victim of our cruel naivety and greed
Standing up on my window ledge
I wiped my eyes
And saw, for the last time,
The night sky
As I stepped forward and fell
I swore I saw the real stars
Just once
I kept falling
fallin-
fall-
f--

The beginnings of a story continued

Before I continue with my story, I'd like to say, this is my 50th Post!!!!!!
Thanks everyone for viewing my blog, you inspire me to write

Well
Here you go  (｡･ω･｡)

“Hey mister!”

Standing before me was a girl.

The fact that she was a girl was not astounding to me, I had noticed many girls during my time here. The fact that she could see me was the unbelievable thing.

I was here to unburden the people of Earth from their foolish habit they call “emotion”. I harvested all their negative energy and the energy was then spread into the cosmos, helping the universe to keep going. The universe was suffering from an energy shortage. That’s why machines like me were created.

I was not meant to be seen

I was meant to be invisible to the human eye 

“Miiiister!!”

The girl was still looking at me. I tilted my head and raised my eyebrows. I could not speak. I was not designed for that.

I resorted to waving my hand. A greeting I had watched humans do.

The girl grinned and waved back. I nodded and looked away, hoping she would leave now but the girl seemed to have a different idea.

“I’m Alex, short for Alexandra, but don’t ever call me that” the girl stated, holding out her hand.

I stared at her hand, not quite knowing what to do.

“Well, let’s go then!” she exclaimed, taking my hand and pulling up upright with amazing strength.

I frowned, unable to decide what to do in this situation. I pressed a finger into my temple and an info card appeared on the top of the girls head. 

I stopped in my tracks. 

This girl had no information. 

I looked at the girl who was looking quizzically at me.

“What’s wrong mister?”

I shook my head and closed my eyes. Once again opening my mind to the thoughts of the world.

I found the little girls small mind and spoke

“You don’t have any information. You are an anomaly.”

“Of course” the girl replied in my own mind

“I am one of you”

Think about us kids

Lots of things are inevitable. Like dying for instance. Everyone has to go someday. Some things can be changed before they becoming inevitable , like becoming overweight our becoming a fugitive.  Sometimes people's actions can change the inevitable. I'm 14. That's means I have been on this planet ( in this lifetime) for around about 5144 days which is about 123 256 hours or 7 407 369 minutes or even 444 441 600 seconds. Doesn't sound too long does it? There are still so many things I want to do in this lifetime. I also have dreams.  I wish that one day I'll be able to wake up and relieve everyone of their hate and anger and sadness. I wish that one day I'll wake up and people will stop being so angry towards the planet and stop being so ignorant to what's actually going on around them. Lots of kids have dreams. Do you know how many kids are alive on this planet today? Every single on of those kids has a dream or ambition. Can you even imagine so many dreams? Some kids dream big and want to be superheros, others just wish that one day they'll be able to open a book and actually be able to read it. Shouldn't the kids of this generation at least have a chance to accomplish their dreams? But how can we do this if their isn't a world for us to dream on? The events that are going on around us are becoming more serious. Climate change isn't a joke. It never was. Even I, a child, can see the seriousness of this matter. 
When people are afraid of something, they tend to ignore the matter and make it smaller and  insignificant. That's what we have done. We have ignored the signs. The world is changing every minute and we need to wake up and see that. The future is looking bleak for the future generation. We don't want to wake up to smog-filled skies and black polluted oceans. We don't want to have to hear about another rain forest species going extinct. We don't want to have to worry about our own future. We want to laugh,cry, learn, run in the rain, play, imagine, pretend, shout, run, jump, fall in love. We want to be kids. We only get to live this lifetime ONCE. Let's all join hands and enjoy it. Think about us kids! Let's change the world : your already halfway there.

The beginnings of a story

I slowly crept out of the classroom, turning off the lights as I leave. I smile to myself as I think of how the teacher will react when she walks into this classroom tomorrow morning. The hallways are just like the dead, silent and unmoving. If I was real, the only sound would be the “pat” of my feet hitting the cool cement floor. As I reach the entrance to the school, I notice it is raining. I stare at each drop of rain and wonder how long it would take to count them all. I reach out my hand and point a finger in front of me, then, slowly, I drag my finger down an imaginary screen. I drag my finger down until it touches my knee and look around. I could now see each individual drop of raining moving in slow motion. I then blink 3 times and look around again. I was in a world filled with molecules and tiny bits of space no one even thought existed. Once again, I smiled to myself, hoarding the fact that I was the only person to uncover this world of magic. Suddenly, a small alarm went off in my arm. I sighed and blinked three times and bought my hand up, bringing my focus back to normal. I took a step outside the school building and started to walk.

After a while, I landed up in a small park in the middle of the small city. I always enjoyed watching children play. Their minds were so full of obscure thoughts that adults would never believe yet these children would be ready to argue for the truth of their fairy tales. We all lose activity in parts of our mind as we grow older, I know from first-hand experience. I have watched so many creative children grow up and become mindless adults, each one deciding it to be easier to swim with the flow instead of against it. I settled down under a small oak tree near the swing set and looked around. I adjusted my breathing, closed my eyes and opened the small gate that separated my thoughts from the thoughts of the rest of the world. My mind was instantly bombarded with information, thoughts, promises, ideas and problems. I heard an accumulation of thoughts from a number of different people about what they would like to eat from dinner. I heard an argument between a brother and sister about who at the last doughnut. Someone close by was mourning while someone else was preparing to jump off a bridge. I saved all these thoughts for later analysis and was in the process of once again closing my mind when I heard a loud thought.

 “Hey mister!”

I opened my eyes and there, standing before me was a girl.

A resolution

So, 2013... A new year which I am sure everyone is very grateful to see seeing as we are all supposed to be dead by now. It's the year of change and resolutions and (blah blah blah) but I only have one resolution this year : To post on my blog more often. Yes, I have probably said this more times than I can imagine and haven't stuck to it but it's a new year right?? People can change (or at least they can try) so I give you my word. This year i am going to try and bring more notice to the things that go unnoticed in the world but are slowly tearing this plane apart. Just like my Nestle post, so I hope you liked it because there is going to be a lot more like that. I will try and post updates on this bloggers life but at the moment, there is nothing super interesting going on so I will spare you the details. Well, I better get started! I would like to tell you all about my next blog post buuuut, that wouldn't be any fun . All I can say is that we will be visiting the milk industry and that  once you get a look behind the scenes, you will never drink a glass of milk again.