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Day 1&2&3of 3 day Quote Challenge

Day 1

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Life is too short to be someone else when your awesome just by being you!

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Theses are the rules of the challenge

Three quote for three days.
Three nominees each day (no repetition)
Thank the person who nominated you. Inform
the nominees.

3 Days 3 Quote Challenge

Thanks,Samuditha and shewrites107 for nominating me for 3 days 3 quote challenge.
Nominees Day 1

My Journey Began…

http://robertapimentel.com/

http://thelittlemermaid09.wordpress.com/

Nominees Day 2 & 3

whoever else wants to do this challenge.

I like these blogs and nominate them for 3 Days 3 Quote Challenge, with rules mentioned above.
Dear Nominees,
Share the quotes, you relate to the most.

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My favorite song of the day

(Sometimes life deals me lemons, and I just need a song to bring me away from those worries. And just sit there in the moment and listen to the words that can heal me or just make me feel like I’m not alone in these feeling.) This song just speaks to me today  and I felt it would be nice to share it with you all that read this blog.

Grateful sung by: Rita Ora, featured on Beyond the Lights

There were a lot of tears I had to cry through
A lot of battles left me battered and bruised
Now I was shattered to have my heart ripped in two
I was broken, I was broken,
There were a lot of times I stumbled and crushed
When I was only years down to my last chance
So many times when I was so convinced that
I was over, I was over
But I had to fall yeah
To rise above it all

I’m grateful for the star
Made me appreciate the sun
I’m grateful for the wrong ones
Made me appreciate the right ones
I’m grateful for the pain
For everything that made me break
I’m thankful for all my scars
‘Cause they only made my heart
Grateful, grateful, grateful, grateful, grateful
Grateful

I was thinking I was trying to end out
From all the pain that was weighing me down
I pulled it together and I pulled myself out
Learned a lesson, learned a lesson
That there’s a life you gotta go through hell, yes
But that’s what got me strong, I got no regrets
And I’ve got only love, got no bitterness
I count my blessings, count my blessings, yeah
I’m proud of every tear, ’cause they got me here

I’m grateful for the star
Made me appreciate the sun
I’m grateful for the wrong ones
Made me appreciate the right ones
I’m grateful for the pain
For everything that made me break
I’m thankful for all my scars
‘Cause they only made my heart
Grateful, grateful, grateful, grateful, grateful
Grateful

There is nothing I would change,
Not even one mistake I made
I got lost, found myself, found my way
I’m grateful for the star
Made me appreciate the sun
I’m grateful for the wrong ones
Made me appreciate the right ones
I’m grateful for the pain
For everything that made me break
I’m thankful for all my scars
‘Cause they only made my heart
Grateful, grateful, grateful, grateful, grateful
Grateful

You know that I’m grateful,
You know that I care
No time for the wrong ones,
I’ll always be there
Grateful
Grateful, grateful
I’m grateful
Grateful, grateful
Oh, I am
Grateful
Oh, I am grateful

 

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The Journey of Bonnie Ann Spades(Revised verse of part 1)

This is a beginning to a story I wrote awhile ago and I’m just trying to fix it up alittle and would love some feedback.

She is very kindhearted girl who is shy and does not have many friends.

She has Gray eyes and long brown hair with light brown highlights, her eyes are small and her black eyelashes are long and healthy. Her nose is small and cute like a button and her mouth is pumped and thick. She loves wearing pink and red lipstick or color lip-gloss. She enjoys wearing pink and red t-shirts, sweatshirts and bows and she is not ever caught walking anywhere without a nice pair of sneakers or flats and heels when appropriate to wear. She is always seen wearing one of the heart necklaces her grandma and grandpa gave her when she at birth.

It is the first day of the second semester of the year and I cannot want to learn something about chemistry. On my way to class I bump into my friend holly and we end up going into class together. We soon separate once we see there are assigned seating by last name. I head over to my seat and realize I am seating next to Patrick a boy who is in the same grade as me but we have not officially met.

Bo: Hi, I’m Bo

Patrick: Hi nice to meet you Bo I’m Patrick

Before we could say more our teacher Ms. Snow walks in with a stack of white paper in her arms and a black leather bag over her shoulders. She is wearing a black dress shirt with tan pants and her hair is in a messy ponytail. She smiles at us all as she puts her papers down and walks back to the front of the room to introduce herself and what is expected from us this semester as we learn all about the elements and how they work.

Ms. Snow quickly announces that the person sitting next to you will be your partner throughout the class. We will have to work with them on all  assignments throughout the class time and can help each other on homework problems when we finish our work early. She also said if we are ever sick or have to leave class early the person next to us will be in charge of giving us the information we will need to make up the work or notes to study for the many test and quizzes we will have.

So right now would be a great time to exchange emails and phone numbers. Bo quickly writes down her information and when done. She gives it to Patrick who in return fills out his information and gives it too her as well. They each put it in their phones quickly before they forget, class goes on for the next hour and half, side by side Bo and Patrick take notes and focus on the voice of their teacher not thinking about how this semester will bring them together as friends.

I just wanted to get another good grade in my classes, not make new friends in Chemistry class. I have always desired to have more friends for I felt like it was what everyone wanted, to be cool and connected. Today is Wednesday and for the first time in a long time, I’m wearing a dress a nice red dress. That is hugging my curves nicely with my long curly hair resting on my shoulders. I paired it with one of  my favorite heart necklace that has a red ruby in it.

I’m feeling a little nervous about wearing this dress today for I don’t want to be judge for my outfit but I wanted to feel nice today and not dressed up in my usual sweatshirt and pants.

As usual Patrick is wearing a polo t-shirt with blue denim jeans and black sneakers. Patrick is nice, and funny we spend most of the class laughing at his jokes when the teacher is going over boring elements chart. We try to keep our laughter down as she looks around in her blue sweater, with her serious brown eyes trying to figure out if she heard something from us immature and unfocused teenagers.

I wonder if Patrick is as happy as I am to be friends, it sure makes Chemistry class fun and something to look forward to each day and week.

 

Written by: Deirdre Stokes

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Am I welcomed!

Maybe I’ve overstepped my presences in your life.

Maybe I’ve gotten too close to you and the beating of my heart drove you away.

I didn’t have to say a word because that heart beat gave me away.

You didn’t want the love I was hiding from you, you were not   ready or willing to accept it.

I’m okay because I know you didn’t want to settle.

For the one who may be meant for you could be right around the corner.

Or maybe your heart is on a lockdown and your not sure if you unlock it will even be worth giving it to me.

But I say unlock that heart and let the feeling of spring flow from me to you.

My heart will lighten up the load of pain hidden in yours.

Flowers will bloom where there were holes full of pain and emptiness.

I will full you with the breeze of a nice cool day.

You will walk on a path of lightness and flowers will bloom and birds will sing and you will feel alive again.

So when you hear me coming, please just give me a  chance.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Snowed in Sunday!

Today is quite a quiet day as I’m snowed in for another day.

So today I’m going to be posting some poems from the past, when I first learned poetry in my creative writing class in high school.

Well over 11 years ago and my love for poetry is still strong.

I hope you enjoy these poems as much as I did when I first wrote them.

 

Written by: Deirdre Stokes

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Blogging 101:Day One: Just Start Talking!

The only way to get over the fear of publishing something silly is to take a deep breath and click “Publish,” and the only way to get over the fear of being a boring commenter is to leave comments!

Today, comment on three blogs where you’ve never commented before. Not on your mom’s blog, or your friend’s blog — three new-to-you-places.

Here are my three blogs I commented on:

  1. https://jasonpreu.wordpress.com/2015/12/16/the-abcs-of-death/”>The ABCs…Of Death
  2. https://richardsmyth.wordpress.com/2015/08/04/urbino/
  3. https://leymaeblog.wordpress.com/2015/12/25/the-rain-of-regret/

All three pieces are all very different but they are all very talented writers who work was very interesting to me. I didn’t feel nervous about commenting on their work for it just felt like the right thing to do since I really liked what they wrote. This was fun!