But once, I remember, she told me somethin’ different. Her face got sad, and her voice was quiet and far off. Hell ain’t the last stop on the track, she said. Most folks think so, but they’re wrong. After the passengers get off, after the conductor turns the lights out and leaves…you just stay on the train, gal. Bee-luther-hatchee is the next stop after hell.

Bee-luther-hatchee by Thomas Gibbons

A Memory

There’s a huge trivia competition in the town over from my hometown, and everyone in the town and surrounding towns get really into it. It lasts three days and there are around 400 teams every year.

They’ve been able to broad cast it online in recent years which is how I’m able to listen to it right now. Listening to it right now reminded me of a moment during Trivia weekend last year.

It was Sunday and Trivia was going to be ending in a handful of hours. My dad had let me into the school to work on yearbook layouts that I had to finish. I turned on Trivia to fill the silence, and I worked away on the yearbook layouts. Then a thunderstorm rolled in, and I could hear the thunder echo through the school.

That was one of those moments when I just sit back and soak up the moment. I was emerged in three things I love (Trivia, the yearbook, thunderstorms), and I was blessed to be in that situation. I realized that, and I just took a moment to be thankful for it.

Music is a form of therapy for me.

Sometimes I wish I was still naive

because then I wouldn’t have to know

all the crap

that goes on in our world.

Just finished creating the photos for a three page pop-up book.

Just finished creating the photos for a three page pop-up book.

I just need to get through this week

One week, and I’ll be home. Away from pressure and worries and stress. I’ll be able to recharge, step back, and breath.

One week.

I can do this.

I don’t know how I feel about these..

I don’t know how I feel about these..

I’m My Own Fairy Godmother?

I’m My Own Fairy Godmother?

Confession

I wish I was brave enough to tell people what I feel about them. That I miss them, that I dislike them, that I enjoy hanging out with them, that I really like them. But every time I get close, I just choke up and back out.

Five Things: 10

1. Whenever I go to the campus coffee shop, I almost always get a banana italian soda.

2. I don’t want a smart phone. I’m perfectly alright with my cheap Samsung messenger touch.

3. I sometimes get tired of being so nice.

4. I love listening to the rain. If thunder is involved, it’s even better.

5. Whenever I hear “How Do You Like Me Now” by Toby Keith, I always think about leaving my family’s cabin. The summers the song was the most popular, it would come on CMT while we were cleaning to leave, and no matter where my family members were, we would all sing along as loud as we could.

My sister said this self-portrait didn’t look like me because I wasn’t wearing my glasses.

My sister said this self-portrait didn’t look like me because I wasn’t wearing my glasses.

My sister said this didn’t look like me because I wasn’t smiling and I’m always smiling in real life.

My sister said this didn’t look like me because I wasn’t smiling and I’m always smiling in real life.

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY