Monday, September 29, 2008

I Believe I Can Fly...*

I'm at the egde and I think I can make it. I never knew I could raise the bar. I've struggle with my grades and worked hard to achieve my goal. My goal is just within my reach, I can not give up I must work hard to be the best I can be. My patrents have paid to much for me to be here. I have all of their love and support behind me. I can't not give up that is not an option. Pray for me, hear I go...

I'm ready to fly.

Friday, September 26, 2008

I think Im expressing myself?

My goal is to get a whole lot better
at writing poems and expressing myself
so here it is hope you like it. :)
Life. The ups and downs
the realtionships and friendships.
I once heard someone say
"you haven't lived life until you've
shared it with friends." It's not all about
making it big but it's about having a
dream and following it to the stars.
It's about the simple things like a hug when
you need one or a smile from a friend
that brightens your day. It's about stringing the
small things toghether and making them count
for more than the bad ones


I think
I expressed myself?
-Makhela

Talk About Deep.

I totally didn't mean for this blog to be so. . .deep, I mean whoa! Maybe it's the topics my teacher is giving us, but even I of all people, could find some way to make this so funny. Instead I find myself thinking. Usually I just write and what comes out is just funny. But now I'm thinking about what I want to write. It's like I'm finding someone else. I know you hear this all the time but, 'my place in this world'. Ewww. I didn't like that either. Okay I know this is an awkward ending but my mind has drawn a blank.

Thoughtfully Written,
Makhela

This is Who I Am. This is My Legacy.*

If I were to die today I would want people to know me as a fun loving person who was always there. I would want people to remember that I was the one to cheer them up when they needed a helping hand, I want to go down as someone who always looked for the positive in every situation. I want to be known as the shoulder you could always cry on. No rain or snow would keep me from being the friend I would have to be.

Man, that was real good! : )

Over and Out,
Makhela