
Dawn's flower.... no such, right? wrong. in every dawn, there is a flower that blooms, whether a real flower or whether it's something new that comes from nothing or something. in my world, I am that flower. my mind is full of things that suddenly appear, sometimes crap, and sometimes things that make you think and wonder, while making perfect sense or complete non-sense. and although i am just a teenager, i am still blooming with thoughts, ideas, and experience that i believe everyone can know about. so, find a soft spot, get your cuddle buddy, and enjoy the view of Dawn
my name is Dawn. well, sorta. my middle name is Shao-wei, meaning Dawnflower in chinese (hence, Dawn's Flower....). i am only 15 years old and as many of my friends say, my brain isn't really all together. however, i have thoughts that i think are important, or just dumb yet i want to share them. sometimes, my outlet of expression is through writing. although sometimes, i feel that i can't always say them outloud, but they have to be written to have meaning and thought run through the words. it's no wonder that i love to write... writing is different than talking. writing can have meaning, but have grace and art formed from it. it can be as beautiful as Dawn *snicker* or as plain as a piece of paper.... so long as it is something.....
Take some time for you to reflect on everything. * Have fun...
Thanks for the visit
always happy to have people pay me a visit thanks love your journal really nice have a great w/e
I'm in the lovely national capital of Canada where the trees are in all sorts of colour right now. LOL you are the same age as my daughter, and I'm thinking this is a lot like what she would write.
Heya! Thanks for stopping by my journal, I'm glad you like it!
Your pictures are great btw! Hope you have a great week!
simple as that. well, i guess not really, but in words, yes. anyway, wanna know what's gone on in the last 11 days? chaos.....
i'll start by saying homecoming, which was on the 14th.... yes, i'm pathetic. but, one of the two only dances that freshmen get to go to. i was happy that i went, and especially with carson. it was really funny. my dad came home from omaha for the weekend just to go to a party, but hey, he got to drive me to my first official high school dance. what's even funnier was what carson wore. a week or so before hand, i showed carson what i was gonna wear cause he was being a butt, and i couldn't seem to say no. anyway, it was a nice black dress that was modest, but hot:

see? i love it. the problem was, carson said it was too black. well, i did wear that pretty necklace up there and i even had some rhinestones around the top of the dress.... but guess what he wore?

BLACK. although, being a teenage girl, i'm gonna say this briefly.... i thought he looked hott. but, that's me.... anyway, now you know what he looks like. whoopdy-doodle-doo. well, my great aunt and my godmother purposely came over to my house to see us, so you can picture how embarassed i was. i mean, my aunt thought it was normal to wear hose to a dance! i think NOT! well, we spent a while there, then we headed to the dance. it was COLD. and when we get inside.... LOTS OF PEOPLE!!! so, you can figure it's hot. well, to me at least. anyway, we get inside and we see tons of people, especially ones that we know. however, we did see carson's friend, rich, who is from another school. so, he tries to get in and it doesn't work. so, carson get's kinda angry about that.
then, bobby's turn to ruin some of the night. earlier in the week, he learned that kharma really exists because he went to 7 11 with carson and joe and some other people and he stold cheetos. so wanna know what happens? the first time: his iPod was stolen. second time: his jacket AND his wallet with his dance ticket in it was stolen. see the pattern? well, Dani, a friend of mine, found teh wallet, but he was too lazy to get off his stupid ass to come to the dance, and he even had a date with Krissy! she came and got inside, but carson was really pissed. two of his friends who were supposed to come didnt, so that pissed him off A LOT. when he found out about bobby, he walked away, then punched one of those poles inbetween the double doors, and i heard it CLING! it somewhat scared me, because truthfully, i've only seen him angry once and it was at James's party. even that time, he was trying to control himself SO MUCH.... i was scared of what would happen here.
luckily, things lightened up. at first, he didn't dance at all. i was with a lot of my girlfriends like Jenn and Melissa, so we had a fun time dancing while standing right infront of teh speakers, but finally, i think, a slow song came up, and carson agreed to it. i took that time to ask if he was alright and like he always does, he said he was gonna be fine. i really liked that moment, even though it was our second slow dance. the first was in eighth grade, when he swore he would dance with just about all the girls in our grade, which he ALMOST accomplished, he just never got to Darcy.... lol. but, after that, he danced a lot more and even went to the state where my friends said he was crazy, which also included his singing..... so tonedeaf! but, things lightened up a lot and it was so much fun.
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