The Truth

This is the truth. I'm a student without a job. I have loans. I want to be a traveling journalist and for reasons beyond me, I want to go to London. I need a job, a boyfriend, and a "real" future. I can't match  society or my clothes. My old friends don't know what's happened to me. My Family will never truly know my whole picture because, I'm a disconnect. My views can't conform because, I was taught freedom, understanding, and individualism. I don't want to use mean language and am shocked by rude words, spoken without love. I show my love and "wear my heart on my sleeve". I'm a complex mind with passion beyond believe. I believe in happiness. I believe in God, Jesus Christ, and the angels. And, I believe in me. I've always trusted my heart. My life is my own and I try to live fearless. I became brave because, there was nothing else to be. I wasn't always this way and change once in a while. Though, it's hard to understand some things in me will never change.And, "love is all you need". What if we could live without judgement on each other and leave the judgement to only the Heavenly Father?

PSU here I come!

University & me, the words have never before, been together for me. Portland State University, I doubted ever getting in. I'm a bit of  the"wrong side of the tracks" sort of kid. As many people who think they're better than me, will point out if it wasn't for grants from the state, I won't even gone to college/university. You see, at first, I went to Mt.Hood Community College. For me at times, it felt like a death sentence and no one could understand why. The truth was unlike some of my classmates, I didn't want to stay at MHCC forever and that's what it seemed like being a loner without much friendship near  by. Plus, I've always had trouble trying to find a job and that's caused some hurtful comments and feelings. None of them have to find work around school. But I've shocked them all and even though, my plan changed a little bit, PSU is beautiful and I made it! Tomorrow will change everything!

Strange Houses-new poetry by myself

When you visit and stay at someone else's house, it is strange. It's as though you see half-truths. How do they act you wonder when you're not around? Of course, you'll never know. Do they clean things for you? Do they forget things knowing you're coming out of nerves? Does it matter? Would you think of them differently had you known what the house is like without you? Short-stays in strange places are quite strange. Are your feelings of oddom just you or something deeper? Lovely ideas, right.

G.G. Marquez's"A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings" Quick Notes

Pelayo and Elisenda find a angel(old man w/ enormous wings) when their child has a fever. The child recovers and his parents keep the chicken coop until the child, who was a baby starts school. The angel is an attraction for awhile and then not.  Then, the coop falls down and the angel lives in house for awhile. The angel is a nuisance in the house, becomes sick and Pelayo and Elisenda give him a blanket and fear he's dying, and when he's better he flies away. Pelayo and Elisenda are happy to see him go.

"A&P" by John Updike Quick Notes

A 19 year old, A&P store cashier stares at three assured well-to-do young women in bathing suits. They stand out to him because, his other customers were old and boring. Anyway, the guy quits his job over these women who in end don't hang around for him. In other words, the girls never cared about him and left.

"The Swimmer" by John Cheever Quick Notes

Neddy Merrill,a drinker, swam the county pools but, he got  home to find his own house empty.

I hate May. Sorry, if your Birthday's in May but, this month can't decide to be cold or warm or hot. I usually, get sick this month.

Response to Kate Chopin's "The Story of an Hour" from Julia Garriott

Freedom can be found often in change. The changes made be bad or good that shape free spirited feelings. I think, the moral is life is short so, don't wait for deaths to find freedom in life.

THE CASK OF AMONTILLADO by Edgar Allan Poe, Response From Julia Garriott

I think, maybe everyone has wanted revenge on someone they hate. Though, I've never killed anyone obviously, I have gotten revenge and felt guilty about it, even though, they deserved it. Feelings bottle up and I have let them go somehow.