NICEST THING - KATE NASH

All I know is that you're so nice
You're the nicest thing I've seen
I wish that we could give it a go
See if we could be something
I wish I was your favourite girl
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style
I wish you couldn't figure me out
But you'd always wanna know what I was about
I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset
I wish you'd never forget
The look on my face when we first met
I wish you had a favourite beauty spot
That you loved secretly
'Cause it was on a hidden bit
That nobody else could see
Basically, I wish that you loved me
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars,
Actually I meant three
I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn't eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep
Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen
And I wish that we could see if we could be something
Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something

HOPELESS ROMANTICISM

Amidst all the turmoil, we remain hopeless romantics. We long for that simple touch, that loveing embrace and sweet, smooth kiss. And we hold on for these precious little wishes to come up behind us, but we have been so deprived that we are ready and prepared for what will be presented to us. I long and hope for that day, when being in love doesn't involve being alone anymore. I long for that day, when my hopeless romanticism presents my one true love to me... <3

- SHANNON <3

WHEN I SAW YOU

It was such a beautiful day. The sun warm on my face. I decided to put a dress on that day. I felt, pretty. Not a care in the world. Then I turn to my right, a black car, two boys, unloading their things.

My heart skipped a beat. I hoped maybe he would see me. One of them did, but not him. Something inside was bubbling and next to freaking out. It had been so long. I mean, we talked pretty much everyday. Not face-to-face, because during the summer it just isn't possible. I missed him so much, but I was scared he wouldn't have missed me.

So I started to walk the other way. I don't know what I was thinking, just like it is most of the time. I didn't go too far before I regreted it though. So I called my sister. She came with me, she had to. We both knew I wouldn't do it alone.

So I called him up from his room, then sat down outside the dorm, waiting and anticipating what would happen. Then I heard him and he came up. Andrews t-shirt, blue shorts and green crocs. His voice, how I missed that ddeep, smooth voice. I got up fast and shreiked, unaware that I could not contain my joy. Then he took me in his arms, tight. Never before had he held me that tight and for that long. I started to let him go, but he he just pulled me closer like he never would let me go. Little did he know that my heart was racing.

The sun hit his eyes as we finally decided to pull back. How I missed those blue, mesmerising eyes. How I ever left him after school was out, I'll never know.

I miss the summer. When things were good. But I told him I missed him and he actually said it back to me, I just hope he actually meant it.

- SHANNON <3

DO I DARE?

It's hard to believe there would be snow considering it's summer, but it was simply beautiful. The mountains and ice was truely amazing. Breathtaking if you will. In some ways, I don't want to leave because of it's magnificance, but honestly, I miss home.

We hadn't missed a day, today was the first time I didn't recieve anything from him. I know I tend to worry, but I just can't help it. Especially when it comes to him. I know it's crazy, but what if he is no more. I mean, the slight chance that maybe, just maybe, he is passed.

I didn't tell him how I truely feel about him. I am too scared. And now I will never know how he may or may not have felt. The on-going guilt I would have and wonder of the possilibity tat might exist that we could be together, is no more. What would I do with myself? Drown in my self pity that I didn't take an opportunity that may have been there all along.

But if he is with us, how will I know when our last chance would be? Do I dare? Dare to risk what we have right now for something more? The fear is already swallowing me up, but an inspiration has come from within me that somehow who I thought would always be there, may have no choice but to leave? What do I do about it? Take the risk of humiliation or happiness. We will never know the outcome and THAT scares me more than anything.

- SHANNON <3

PHILOPHOBIA - THE FEAR OF LOVE

As the heat of the summer creaps ino the mind of the frost,t his ugly pergitory fades away. And I am somehow found in the midst of it. Alone. Thinking in my own little world.

The trees are next to bare with new buds starting to expose their green surface. The brown grass tries to fight back the fresh looking blades rising to the surface with no prevail. The sweet songs start to flow out of the beaks of birds returning from thier vacation.

How everything seems so simple is something that has always astounded me. Just thinking about the complications of something easily put as life boggles my mind. The crispness of each situation. The cruelness of temptation and deception, poisoning the minds who walks the grounds of this earth. Then yet, you come across these little wonders that walk with you on these grounds and heal the wounds in your mind.

A small gesture, a tiny kiss, a miniscule thought of care, the look in ones eye as their splash of color accents the pupil in which they see. And the thought that maybe, someday, you would esperience that too, but with your own eyes.

So as I lay here and appreciate all the good that has come my way, I am thankful that it ever did and I pray that it continues for as long as the winters come and go, and as long as the summer warms my broken heart.

- SHANNON <3

BACK IN THE DAY

Its a Saturday. Always my favorite day because of the relaxation and social time away from school. Definatly a stay at home kind of day for me.

I have always loved old films. Especially the ones of the 1940's and 50's. The music, the dance, the love and the beautiful, simple style of the day. There was something about it that was just so graceful and lovely. It seemed like such a better day. Where it didn't matter where you were from, what you did or how you lived your life. The rules were non existant and even the rules that were set in place could easily be broken just for the excuse of love.

See, they didn't need special effects, gorry scenes, sex or complicated scandals to keep the movies going. I just don't understand the need for all these things in movies for me to be entertained, when I am already in this marvelous dreamland with just the simple love-filled emotion and movement that was back then.

I just finished watching Singing in the Rain with Gene Kelly, Debbie Reynolds and Donald O'Connor. Thats why I bring this up. A classic that has been forgotten by the world. And it's sad that most people ignore it, because it is a gorgeously filmed movie. Makes me want to stand up and dance. Well, learn at least, because I am not very good at it. But even the dance back then was way more classy then the dirtiness of this day. Like I said, just makes me sad that no one recognizes the simplicity and poise of back then.

All I'm saying is, you probably don't need to go out and see the latest movies, because the best ones that you will never get tired of are the ones your grandparents probably have in their collection

- SHANNON <3