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It’s kinda hard to think of everything else to write, I don’t really believe that I am actually done with high school. The apartment that I rented that’s three hours away seems kinda like a joke. I still don’t have my cap and gown, but I think I’m ready to be done. I really enjoyed it here but I want to see new things and make new friends. I’ll miss this class though, it was really weird but now I know to be a radiant baby

Contrary to popular belief I am not an emo heavy metal kinda a guy. 
In fact I’m pretty much the opposite.
My name is Amelia Rose Brown
I was born April 22 2004 making me a Taurus
 
I love being the smell plants have right after you water them.

I love defending a girl in lacrosse so good that she drops the ball

I love making my mom laugh and then her hitting me because it was mildly inappropriate

I love summer rain and how it’s warm enough to go run in it

I love most things, I think I’m starting to love just living. Being my own person and loving myself has been a hard journey but I think I’m starting to figure it out

So yeah that’s me, here’s a couple pictures too because they are more fun than reading 

What is wealth? How can a person decide that they are wealthy? Why is it determined by fake numbers that show up in my account or presidents on green paper? Wealth should be measured by material things. And yet I know I’m not wealthy. I do not have all the riches I want to posses. I am not versed in every piece of good literature I have not seen a child be born I have not lived, therefore I do not have wealth. When I finally kiss the person I’ll marry or be given a talk by a wise old man or even learn how to be happy, then I will be rich, as of right now all I can do is try to gain it I can live my life in the richest of ways I can find worth in abstract things of actual value 

Men were created to die.
They live their lives waiting anticipating the end.
Then they make it.
Men become the ground, they rot and decay


Nature was created to consume.
It grows over buildings and neglected waste
It overtakes everything ugly and cleanses it
Revitalizing the earth making it better

So why do men think they are the top of the food chain?
They are overpowered by the earths wrath,
Millions die from storms and the beasts of the earth

Men should understand the power nature holds
They should respect it
They owe everything to creation

Honestly coming up with an idea on how to be different was pretty difficult so I’m just going to share a song that is called different, here are the lyrics:

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I’m different from every boy you’ve been with

I’m in your games
Thinking of it

Where do you want, to be in ten years 
Where we’re going baby there’s no place to stop

We can have fun even when we don’t want it 
I’ll be here even though you don’t want me 

I can change your world even though it don’t seem so clear

We can have fun even when we don’t want it 
I’ll be here even though you don’t want me 

I can change your world even though it don’t seem so clear

I’m in your place 
Waiting around

I’m your mistake 
I feel it deep down

Where do you want to be in ten years
Take my hand baby and I can show you the way

We can have fun even when we don’t want it 
I’ll be here even though you don’t want me 

I can change your world even though it don’t seem so clear

We can have fun even when we don’t want it 
I’ll be here even though you don’t want me 

I can change your world even though it don’t seem so clear

New shoes I’m sorry I know I’m charming
I’ve been waiting for so long 

New shoes I’m sorry I know I’m charming
I’ve been waiting for so long 
I’ve been waiting for so long 

We can have fun even when we don’t want it 
I’ll be here even though you don’t want me 

I can change your world even though it don’t seem so clear

We can have fun even when we don’t want it 
I’ll be here even though you don’t want me 

I can change your world even though it don’t seem so clear

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I loved his music video, he’s just running around doing his own thing, alone. I think we’re not used to going on adventures alone. People think it’s kind of a loser move, but being alone is the best way to get to know yourself. It shouldn’t be seen as different.

“And the tree was happy… but not really” the concept of this story has always annoyed me. The boy loves the tree and treats her well the first little bit of their life together and then he only comes back to use her, until she has nothing left to give him. I wish I could say that this has only happened in this book, but I know it has happened to almost everyone. The other day I was with my friend and the guy she’s been in a situationship with for the past three years. I sat in the back and just listened to them. It really broke my heart to hear the little manipulative things he said to her in the hour I was with them. It made me think of this.

With both my friend and the tree they weren’t loved consistently. Yes it’s amazing when the person your with is nice to you one day, but in reality it should be always. You should always be in the back of their head. You should be the one that makes them excited. You should be the one that’s always motivating them to try to be their best around. And when that person is your priority and you’re not there’s it’s heartbreaking.

Be the priority. And if you can’t: drop them. Find someone that will treat you the way you should be treated. Hell find yourself! Find out what makes you happy. Love yourself before you find a person. You can always consistently love yourself. It might be hard, I know it is I’m trying to, but it’ll save you unnecessary heartbreak.

For spring break I went on vacation. I love going new places but I think one of my favorites this trip was the airport. It’s a magical experience.

I love the airport there’s so many people to watch and stories to create. If you get bored at the airport it’s just because you’re a boring person. I would know our flight was delayed for 21 hours.

I remember sitting next to this kid at lunch and he’d mix all his food together so it didn’t even look edible then he’d make us all watch him eat it. 

I remember watching transformers, teenage mutant ninja turtles and he-man every Saturday morning. 

I remember peeing in my friends yard because we all said we’d pee in the same spot because that’s what made us best friends. 

I remember mom not letting us buy a pool so me and my siblings spent a whole day filling up a big cardboard box up with water and playing in it. 

I remember my first crush in first grade. We had a letter station in that class and I wrote them a letter every day. 

I remember listening to my dads music and thinking it was so edgy. I still somehow remember all the lyrics to every Green Day song. 

I don’t remember loosing these crayons but I did. That best friend moved, I don’t go to stores with my dad anymore I lost my crayons and I want to get them back.

It was a warm September morning, Burt Thompson woke up and started getting ready for work. He kissed his wife, hopped in the shower and started making coffee just like he had every morning for the past 10 years. Then Burt smelt something he looked around and realized that something in the garage had sparked. He called the fire department and got it all taken care of. He thought that the fire was very out of the ordinary, stuff like that never happened to him. Burt was late to work he got in his car and rushed over to the bank. His boss yelled at him for a bit, but Bert was fine he went and sat at his desk and started putting in numbers. Work was super slow. Burt wanted to go home and see his wife. Every day was the exact same to him. The best thing that had happened to him for a while was the fire. It was something different and even though most people would consider it bad, Burt just thought it was lucky. Most people don’t have that kind of thing happen to them. While he was lost in thought a man ran into the bank demanding for money. The police were called and everyone panicked. The man was holding hostages, Burt was terrified. He wanted to run, he has more life to live. The man saw him trying to escape and he fired. Burt felt a blow to his left shoulder. The police came and shut down the criminal. Burt was taken to the hospital and got some medical attention. While sitting in his hospital room he started thinking about how out of the ordinary today was. Then his wife walked in “hey hun” she handed him some balloons and a note she wrote. “How are you?”

“I’m okay I have just been thinking about how strange today has been”

“oh how so?” She asked.

“Well we had the garage fire and then the stuff at work. I just keep on thinking about how today was so different”

“but it was a bad thing”

“no I don’t think so, if you think about it, the things that happened today almost never happens to anyone. I feel like it was kind of lucky.”

“Honey you got shot today”

“Oh I know, but when was the last time you got shot? Exactly. Statistically I am lucky.”

“Okay, I’m glad you got to have you lucky day today.”

“Thank you”

They both sat there in silence questioning what luck really is. They knew today was out of the ordinary but was it lucky? Tomorrow would be the same as all the other days, but today was Burt’s lucky day.

By definition hopeful honesty is a feeling and desire for people to be free of deceit and untruthfulness. So why was I given this notecard? I’m not the most honest person. Maybe I expect the truth from other people and I know I’m not going to get it. It’s hard to trust people. I want to. I want to expect the best from everyone but it’s hard when honesty isn’t as important to them. I have found it’s not hard to be honest. Sure sometimes it’s better to be a little less blunt to save someone’s feelings, but in the end it’s always better to have people trust you than to have them like you because you tell them what they want to hear.