...I don't know if this will be enough, but still...

To all those who've suffered for our sake, who've bled so we could be unscathed, who've gone through the ultimate hell so we could only see it in our nightmares:

Regardless of our political standings, of our backgrounds, of our births, of ours and yours, a soldier is a soldier. Love the soldier and hate the war, as all hate war, but it must be the soldier who hates it the most. Yet every day they pick-up and face more of that torture, so we won't have to. For that, the very least that we owe them is respect and appreciation. The corrupt men who give our troops foul names are not worthy of such respect, yes, but they are so few in comparsion to the majority of our people. It doesn't matter if you like them or not, respect the ones who protect us and our way of life. Thank you for how you've suffered for our sake.

To my Tio: Te amo. Gracias. I can't imagine the hell you went through. Thank you.

To my Dad: You didn't see action, Dad, but that doesn't make you less of a soldier in my eyes. You still put in the time and volunteered to put your life down, and I'm happy you didn't have to pay that price. I'm still proud of you to know that if it was called of you, you would have willingly suffered for our sakes as well.

God bless America and God bless our troops.

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I'm almost done with a happy one, though, so don't get too depressed n.n'

Okay, I got a B on my calc test...but considering I did HORRIBLE on the mid-term, that too is improvement, and my test average is still an A, so it's maintained, so I am happy. n.n


Added to that, has anyone heard this song? It is like, my f'ing theme song. n.n I always have trouble sleeping and when I do I have REALLY f'ed up dreams, so this dream totally fits me! That and I love the whole imagery about lightning-bug-hugs n.n So cute! This song makes me happy and whimsical...I should write something! Which I rpobably will, because it's Satruday and looks like it wil rain...so I'll probably just stay in and write/play videogames all day. Which, of course, I am completely fine with n.n

A THOUSAND LIGHTNING-BUG-HUGS FOR YOOUUUSSS!

I GOT A 95 ON MY CALC QUIZ! FTW! YES! YES! (We are the champions plays) Sure, I don't know how I did on my test yet, but that alone is more than enough to give me a MAJOR confidence boost!

SKLEEEEEEE! MY AVERAGE IS A 90 AGAIN SKLLLEEEEEEEE!

SOMEONE DO THE HAPPY CHICKEN DANCE WITH ME! (dances)

WOOT!

The dirt road, dust billowing up around my feet.
The leaves, startling green and lush, birds’ songs so sweet,
Streams trickling under bridges, whisked away my mind,
In a bit of water peace I’d always find.
Then the leaves decay, fall onto the ground,
Any array of color brown to red is likely to be found.
Crunching into dust as they’re trod under foot,
Carpeting my feet with puffs of foliage soot.
The wind is cold and crisp, yet the air is pure and clean,
The harvest is ripe and the apples have a light sheen,
Pumpkins are plump and berries are waiting to be picked,
Clad in jackets trying to ignore the cold with which we’re being nicked.
The back-road with the branches over head, sun-light filtering through autumn’s leaves,
The cold intensifying so we must thicken our sleeves,
The trees become bare, the plants die,
Water freezes and the wind seems to sigh,
The animals hide and the people complain,
For snow has replaced all the rain,
It smothers the land and freezes are bones,
Whiting out all of autumn’s warm tones,
The paved road curving through the mountains, sliding into our tiny town,
A hamlet that literally takes minutes to walk around,
Though the barren trees and icy streams mean death, it means one thing to me,
At that time of year, that road will take me to my family.

~I was homesick