Dear Sleep,

Dear Sleep,

I miss you. I remember back when I was younger and I thought you were the worst thing in the world cause you wouldn't let me play. I remember how I would pretend I was with you and then sneak away to play with my war toy buddies.
Sleep, I have matured though! I no longer hang with the wild crowd of my toys anymore. I have joined a new crowd. This one guy, His name is themes. He scares me because all he does is talk, and talk,and talk....AND NOBODY UNDERSTANDS HIM!!!! But people still think he is rather intelligent. Oh and get this, There is this girl whose name is English, we call her 102 for short, and all she wants is me writing about random stuff just so that she can show me that I can never meet up to her standards.

Sleep, I have been thinking about you a lot lately.While Im sitting in chapel, while im working, ESPECIALLY when im hanging with Themes and 102. Sleep, I just never realized just how much you mean to me. Your precious, I can never get enough of you. I get mad when Im taken away from you. Sleep, please come back to me. I promise I will cherish each moment we spend together and I'll even spend the afternoons with you! Sleep, please just come back to me and be mine.

Sign,

CRAZY COLLEGE STUDENT!!!!!!! (aka...my little brother)

Poem By My Little Brother

There was a quaint little town,

Where everything was brown!

Everything you would see,

No matter what it be,

Had to be all brown,

In that quaint little town.



Everything was brown.

Every single cow,

Every single house

Even the tiny mouse.

As far as every brown eye could see

Everything was brown, even the red tree.



Little Jim, he was quite the fellow,

Cause his favorite color was bright yellow!

One day he walked through his town,

Remember it is the town where all is brown.

He said to himself “Why is it so dull?”

“I’d rather live underground…just like a mole”



How does one young man

Changes the town which is bland?

“Add more colors!” was his simply reply.

He started off by squishing beautiful butterflies.

“When you mix the butterflies together real tight,

After shaking them up, LOOK, they turn white!”



He ran and smushed his new color friends,

On a chicken whose white started a new trend.

Next, he grabbed a few frogs who were having some fun.

He tied them all together by their big, long tongues.

He tied those tongues to a long stick,

And spun and spun all the frogs till they got sick.



“Purple” was his cry when he collected the matter

Into the dress store he went with his new color to splatter.

On dresses and jeans, t-shirts or shoes,

To little Jim it wasn’t hard to choose.

Because everything that was in the town,

Had to be changed from that ugly brown.



No more bugs or amphibians were left to try.

“I wonder what happens when little girls cry”

He found a girl, sitting with her candy

He went up to her and said “You know that goes straight to your fanny”

“Success” he cried when the girl began to weep.

He grabbed a hanky to wipe all the tears which did leak.



“It’s a clear” he said as he unfolded the hanky.

Not to be defeated, he went up to a window feeling rather swanky.

He rubbed it on the glass and all of a sudden it became clear!

What a wonderful surprise! All because of some little girls tear.



After many more experiences with dogs, snails, corn, and hair;

He had new colors such as black, blue, green, and others, but he didn’t care.

He still hasn’t been able to make the bright yellow.

This sadden the poor little fellow.

“Yellow is the best color of them all!

Why can’t I get my favorite color at all?”



He tried everything, even tried mixing all of his creations.

But all that it would bring was major dissatisfaction.

Then he saw a bee buzzing all around.

“This has to be the answer to find my color in this town”

Remember now that everything was brown.

Yes, even a bumble bee had to be in that town.



He chased the bee and caught it.

Popped the stinger off and squeezed just a little bit,

And flowing out was his favorite color yellow!

Boy, did this make a jolly fellow.

He had nothing to hold the color that came out.

So he took the bee and rubbed it in the color will a mighty clout.



After dyeing everything left to dye yellow,

A swarm of bees saw the little fellow.

They knew the color which he had.

For it was from them. Now they were mad.

They swarmed around him and stung him many a time.

He ran away and left behind his yellow slime.



Tis a sad ending I do agree,

But there is a moral to this story.

If you tired and bored of the way things are.

Just wise up and get a car.

For you can always drive and find a new place,

Instead of changing everything to your tast e.

Monday- Not too shabby actually

Hey Everyone, I've got a massive post for today.

We'll start out with some "Favorite Things" then move on to a poem that my awesome brother just write last night.

Very moving.

1. Cute little piggy banks stuffed with quarters for laundry and snacks!

2. Pretty little notebooks for writing down my thoughts during the day.

3. Cheez-Its, so yummy, I love munching on these while studying for a test

4. Crayons, never know when some creativity will come along...

5. Goldfish, we happen to have a little fountain with some goldfish in the library here at school

6. Clean laundry!!!!

This doesn't happen very often because my piggy is on a diet...

7. Lucky Charms!

Nom nom....so yummy!

8. Scrabble, even if I'm not good at it, I still enjoy it very very much.

9. M&Ms, love to eat a couple of these to keep me awake during class

10. Yahtzee, my boyfriend just taught me how to play this.

11. Yellow bows!

I don't have any to wear in my hair, I should look into getting some...

And Now, Here's the poem that my brother wrote last night. I'm going to try and get him to start a blog where he can post all this great stuff. He does have some grammar issues and spelling issues at times, but he's learning.

If he ever does get a blog, I will certainly announce it and keep a link up on the right side of the page.

Where are You oh God?

Your people, do they gather abroad?

Your Children, Do they seek THY will?

Your servants, do they serve you still?

Where is Your power?

Do we need some tower,

To rise up and see your might?

You are the God who created man.

You are the God who is suppose to tend.

Your sheep are straying.

Aren’t You the Shepherd protecting?

Wolves have come in and taken us away.

Are you just going to let us stray?

The devil is winning more and more each day.

How can you allow us to go away.

Why don’t you love us anymore?

It seems like your letting us walk out of the door.

God, God, whats happening?

The things going on are saddening

We are seeking “new ways” to be more like You!

But these “new ways” can’t possibly be used.

God Almighty, How can you let this happen?

How can you not be saddened?

Where are the old Judges who direct us in Godly ways?

Where are the leaders who encourage us to stay?

Has that fire burnt out?

Or are these time just a spiritual drought?

God, Father! Where are you?

How long until the day we see you?

God, you know the hearts of all men.

Those who claim to know You don’t stand.

“ Does God really care about …” is their reply,

Yes God cares! How can that be denied?

God, Lord, We need Thee to SHOW THYSELF.

God, I need see you myself.

Early on it was easy to see you.

I had the faith of a child in you.

Whatever Your word said was true.

That word is still the same as it was years ago.

How is it its easier to let go?

Before it was “NO! It’s wrong and not approved by God”

Now its “Why should God care what’s on my IPod?”

Men, woman, and children DIED for their faith.

Is there no more value in Faith?

Has faith become… ordinary?

Because before it was EXTRODINARY!

To die for You use to be honorable and glorious!

Now, serving You is… “Tedious”

Is there less joy now then before,

In serving you maybe even more?

The work is harder since there is no desire of man,

To be like You who would fight and stand!

Stand for your name, honor, and desires!

Now, we concern with celebrities’ attires?

Lord of Heaven, WHATS GOIN ON?

Why is there no honor in pressing on?

Why are we ashamed to announce and proclaim Your name?

Why is it looked down upon to sing which are “lame”?

Is it true God that we need “new ways” to tell others about you?

Is it true that Amazing Grace and Happy Day can’t proclaim what is true?

Why is it that the largest, most popular churches are those who won’t preach the Gospels?

Why it that those we esteem the most is are those with the longest titles?

Lord, God , Father! WHERE ARE YOU?

Where is the … “SILENCE CHILD!”

“ I have been since the beginning when all was mild,

I have been even till NOW and FOREVER will be!

My child, why is it can’t you see?

It is not I which has forsaken you.

It is YOU which have forsaken ME!”

God, How can… “ I HAVE HEARD YOUR PRAYERS!”

“These ‘prayers’ you ask Me are the same from the deniers.

They ask for Me, but they prepare do not for Me!

How can the farmer prepare his field if the field isn’t ready for the seed?

Son, I have never left you. I have always been there watching over you.

Son, your life is part of the plan which I drew!”

“ Son, YOU are the one who is going to spread me word.

You are the one who is going to tell the truth for those who haven’t heard.

You are the one who has to find joy in serving Me.

You are the one who is willing to DIE for Me.

You are the one who has to desire my ways.

You are the one who has to help those which stray”

“Child, I have done my part in this master plan.

I’ve sent My son to die in your land!

He has taught many to spread My word.

He was the great teacher to all who heard.

He is the role for you to follow in life.

He leads you in your everyday life. “

“Son, how dare you question Me!

It’s not that hard for you to see.

Men have left me long time ago.

It just appears more and more to show.”

“Child, I need you to stand for Me.

For without you many will not see.

Go, and tell all the news.

That I am still God who reigns and rules!”

Father, forgive my selfish request.

Now I understand again my quest.

I will serve and love you Lord my God.

Now, my only simple request that you plant me firmly in the sod.

That I may stay faithful to You, to You myself I lend

To serve and preach your word, all the way, to the end.