If Tomorrow Never Comes

I just wrote a post about tomorrow and I found a piece that was so good I thought I'd post it too.


Don't put off until tomorrow
what you can do today.
Today is the tomorrow that
you thought about yesterday.
Have you told some one you love them,
did you show them that you care,
if they needed you,were you there?

Don't judge some one else
until you've walked in their shoes.
If you had lived their life
would you not be a different you?
Don't be slow to say you're sorry
and admit your mistakes.
If tomorrow never comes,
Would your heart not ache
for all the things you left undone
and the words you never said?
If you have some one who loves you
then you are truly blessed.

Always count your blessings
for every day you have,
and do your very best
to make every day count.
Leave happy memories
with every one you love,
so it won't hurt so much
if tomorrow never comes.

Tomorrow

Often times we leave everything for tomorrow, delaying yet another day.
Often times we promise that we'll do that very lengthy chore the next day.
Often times we promise tomorrow we'll catch up and study twice as much.
Often times we say we'll make that problem right and clear it up tomorrow.
Often times we tell ourselves we'll tell that someone we love them tomorrow.
Often times we delay that important task for mom or dad just another day.
Often times we realize our mistakes, but say we'll admit them the next day.
Often times we assure ourselves that we'll build our courage in a day.
Often times we forget how much we've piled up to do on that tomorrow.
Often times we fail to realize why we couldn't do everything tomorrow.
Often times we see tomorrow come yet still say we'll do it the next day.
Often times we leave everything for the next day waiting for tomorrow.
Often times we forget to remember what if that tomorrow never comes?
Often times we forget that one day we may never live to see tomorrow again.

-"Never leave 'till tomorrow what you can do today."

The Wonderful World of Writing

Lately I've been trying out different writing styles.
I find that there's always room for more learning.
Though I've pretty much established what kind of
writing I do best, I still have fun writing different.
I compare it to ice cream flavors. I know it's pretty
random but what can I say, I'm a random person.
Even though there's always that one flavor I love,
I always end up trying out a new flavor every time.
Same with writing, I sometimes write personal and
sometimes general. Sometimes my posts are happy
or thoughtful and sometimes they're deep and sad.
I realize that I write different depending on my mood,
and it's harder for me to write about my personal
experiences compared to general experiences in life.
Though it may seem odd to most people, for me writing
about writing helps my mind open and ease into the
words a bit. At first, whenever I would write, it would
be completely formal. I would make sure that everything
I wrote made sense and that the reader of that post would
be blown away by my writing. Then I would do revisions
upon revisions trying to make it the best. Soon, I realized
that this wasn't me. I wasn't writing an essay, report, or
even an article. Why did I care so much? Little by little I
adjusted to posting on a blog, and stopped caring so much
about whether people would like it or not. I started adding
more "me" into my writing, I wasn't trying to be the perfect
person I wasn't, I was writing with no second thoughts at all,
not even revising it apart from the spelling mistakes. As soon
as I did that, I found the true joy of writing. Not writing to
impress, but writing to express. I discovered much about
myself through writing. It showed me how self-conscious I was
and how it's really not that necessary. It showed me a way to
escape from everything just for a while and above all, writing
showed me that I can do anything as long I put my heart to it.
I am so happy I was introduced to the Wonderful World of Writing.

That Priceless Smile

Those twinkling, sparkling eyes,
that one uplifting thumbs-up,
the really energetic high-five,
a tiny playful wink of secrecy,
a laugh at a comical joke or riddle,
that sympathetic pat on the back,
and of course that reassuring smile.
These kind and considerate everyday
gestures take little or no effort at all.
Yet their power can leave a long and
lasting impact on someone and they
can truly make someone's day better.
So why not show that priceless smile
of yours and cheer someone up for the day?

Time

Time is a funny thing, it has a mind of its own.
When you least want it to, time slows down,
dragging the hours just for your pleasure.
When you least want it to, time speeds up,
flying through the days so very unexpectedly.
At times, those short five minutes feel like
a long five hours, sometimes even five days.
At times, those nine days of Thankgiving break
feel like a day, maybe even a couple hours.
Time creeps up on you, reminding you how
late you are for that appointment or meeting.
Time taunts you, reminding you how many days
you have to wait until you're done with school.
Sometimes those calenders flip through the
months with ease, usually during summer.
Sometimes those seven days you cross out
feel like a month let alone a single week.
They say time is money, yet I have to disagree.
Money is a lot of easier to control than time.
And saying that is saying alot, because money
is a very hard thing to put under your control.
Clocks, calendars, planners, datebooks, cell phones,
they're all there to help you keep track of time.
And still we manage to forget and stand there
helpless and confused, time beat us yet again.
They say those who manage their money right,
are the very successful people in life.
Yet, once again, I really have to disagree,
I say that those who manage their time right,
are the true successful people in life.

Do I Really Need More?

Spending Thanksgiving in Laguna
Beach makes it hard to be appreciative.
Amazing mansions with enormous
balconies overlooking the gorgeous coastline,
Luxurious apartments with the sunlight
pouring through their massive windows,
The drive down Pacific Coast Highway
through Corona del Mar and Newport Beach,
Breathtaking views and beautiful weather
perfecting the scene, it seemed like a dream.
Yet it was a day to be thankful for what I have,
not envious of what others have.
In the midst of this perfection, reality hit me,
toppling any thoughts of yearning for more.
I thought, congratulations to all of those
people who can afford this luxurious lifestyle.
But do I really need a house with twenty more rooms than
necessary and ten extra bathrooms, not counting guest rooms?
Is it mandatory to have more clothes than the days of the year and enough water to fill up three swimming pools, not counting the indoor one?
Is it life-threatening if I don't have an in-home theater system or a water park in my backyard, not counting the tennis courts out there too?
I realize, sure it would be great to have this wealthy life
and what seems to be no worries in the world.
And if I'm just as happy in my small, comfortable house, then why would I dream of a giant mansion where the nearest family member is two stories up?

Tears

There are times when the tears keep falling,

like the entire ocean is pouring down my face.

And there are times when the tears won't come,

eyelids tired of trying to cry, eyes sore from effort.

Why is it when you least want it, the tears won't stop

but when you want to cry, all you get is an empty feeling.

For some reason there are times when crying helps me

get away from everything and helps let it all out of me.

But there are the times when my tears betray me, as

hard as I try and conceal them, the more they fall.

They let the world know of my inner feelings and

the tears that once helped me, now just make it worse.

But there's always something that helps the tears, whether

they fall or not, when I write, I always feel a lot better.

So that's why I am writing, so the tears won't fall, and

instead of water pouring, my words are pouring down.

Though this post may seem meaningless to most people,

it has helped me overcome yet another obstacle in my life.

And I know this writing can help me feel better, and unlike

my tears, I hope my words on paper won't ever betray me.

Thank You Thanksgiving

With Thanksgiving around the corner, everyone has been asking me what I am thankful for. One of my friends; however, asked a more complicated question. She said I know that there are so many things everyone is thankful for, but if you could only keep three things of your life - whether that be family or friends too - what would you keep? As I ponder what seems to be a simple question, I realize that I am so ungrateful for everything I have. Family and friends would be number one priority, but if I could only keep one other thing? My house, my bed, my clothes, these everyday things we complain about now seemed to be my most valuable possessions. Suddenly my house didn't seem to be too small, my bed wasn't as bad as I thought it was, and my clothes didn't need to be replaced so often. I take so many things for granted. Complaining for a new phone when my current one is perfectly fine, wanting new clothes when what I have is more than enough, and most of all comparing myself to all the people who have more than me. My parents always told me to think of those who have less than you and appreciate what you have. I guess in a place like Fountain Valley, we don't really see the true unfortunate people. As I consider what I'm thankful for on Thanksgiving, I think that I'm grateful for Thanksgiving itself. I'm glad that this simple holiday got me to realize that I should be more grateful for what I have. Thank You Thanksgiving.

No One

There are times when the whole world seems to be against you.
No one is courageous enough to stand by your side.
No one is willing to be strong enough to support you.
Even your closest friends are ready to abandon you.
The ones you lived for now fail to recognize you, their backs turned.
Your confidants suddenly become your enemies.

There are times when you don't know who you are
You don't know what to do, where to go, who to trust.
You're lost, wandering in your own thoughts, no one to turn to.
You're suddenly gripped by the chillling feeling of loneliness.

There are times when these things happened to everyone.
But for me I know I'll always have someone to turn to.
I know my family will always be there for me. And I know it's
not much, but I'd like to dedicate this post to my family.
And thank them for never letting me face a sorrowful situation.

Flow

As I sit here at my desk, I have no idea what I'm writing.
My fingers are gliding across the keyboard, yet they
aren't paying attention to what's being typed. There
are times when the words just flow endlessly through my
fingertips. They form beautifully and fit together perfectly.
I wish those times came often, the times when my letters
could form words and my words could form sentences, all
by themselves. Yet I still realize I write with much more
flow than when I speak. I find it a bit odd, since talking
seems so effortless. But, just watching my thoughts form in
front of me, makes me enjoy writing. As I see each thought
fit together to form an idea, it makes my mind seem more
real. I love expressing myself through speaking, I won't deny
that. But sometimes to truly feel your thoughts and express
your emotions to their fullest extent all you need is your words
and something to write them down on. I just re-read my post,
at first it made no sense, but then I realized that's just how my
thoughts are right now, trying to get the point across, but they
don't know how to.

The Hardest Thing

For me, one of the hardest things to do is flat out telling someone their mistakes or shortcomings. I try to be polite and ignore people's downsides, but when it comes to friends it's hard to do. I don't want to hurt them by telling the truth but sometimes I feel that I'm hurting them more by not saying anything. For instance, one of my friends never realized that her jokes sometimes go overboard and are more offending than funny. I knew the best thing to do is to tell her how I felt and how everyone else felt about her jokes, but I just couldn't ever bring myself to do it. I felt that I conquered a giant obstacle in my life once I gathered up the courage to tell her the truth. I realized that it wasn't about me, I had to protect my friend from her unknown mistake. Once I did it, I figured out it wasn't that bad. Though my friend took it a little personally at first, she later realized that I was trying to help her and she ended up thanking me. Then she got a little mad for not telling her before and said she'd never mind anything I tell her. So everything turned out okay.
I just wanted to share this small, irrelevant story with you all. It could deal with overcoming any obstacle in life. Sometimes the best thing to do is the hardest, but all you have to do is muster enough courage to try and see what happens.
"Shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll land among the stars."
You could be missing more by not trying.
-Sabrina