DREAMER BY DAY

2010-04-20T07:47:00.001-07:00

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GOOD READS

2010-03-21T19:09:00.001-07:00

From the few books I have read, these are a few of my favorites I highly recommend. Even if you have seen either of the book's movies. Totally worth reading the books.

READY OR NOT

2010-03-21T18:43:00.000-07:00

I always say that I have a passion for love. I do. I mean it. I wish, however, that this thing we call love wasn't so complicated. It seems as though there is a line between who is experiencing it and who isn't. Who is single and who is taken. This love I speak of is not the love of a father to his little girl, nor the appreciation of one friend to another. I am speaking of the love in which two people come together and swear that they never could live without each other. The love in which, at some point, we all experience. Ready or not.
I am a firm believer that there is someone out there for everyone. But I also believe that sometimes we have to wait longer than expected for it to happen to us.
Some people believe that they will find it earlier if they just throw themselves upon other people. Or they take the technique of flirtation and it all only ends up to be lust instead of a deep sort of love.
As much as we all want to experience the wonderful bliss, we forget that time is attached to having it. Sometimes it gets us when we don't even expect it and it all happens almost too quickly. Sometimes, you are ready and you dream of having it, but you end up waiting longer than YOU think you should.
Well whether it happens tomorrow or two years from now, my plan is to cherish it. But my plan is also to wait. To be patient and make sure its right. Feel free to call me a hopeless romantic or anything you wish, it's not like I haven't heard it before. ;)

- SHANNON <3

A MIDNIGHT WITHOUT STARS

2010-03-09T20:08:00.000-08:00

- SHANNON <3

GO CANADA!

2010-02-28T17:34:00.000-08:00

CONGRATULATIONS CANADA! SO PROUD OF YOU!

- SHANNON <3

TRY - ASHER BOOK

2010-02-26T19:47:00.000-08:00

If i walk, would you run?
If i stop, would you come?
If i say you're the one, would you believe me?
If i ask you to stay, would you show me the way?
Tell me what to say so you don't leave me.
The world is catching up to you
While you're running away to chase your dream
It's time for us to make a move cause we are asking one another to change
And maybe i'm not ready

But I'll try for your love
I can hide up above
I will try for your love
We've been hiding enough

If i sing you a song, would you sing along?
Or wait till i'm gone, oh how we push and pull
If i give you my heart would you just play the part
Or tell me it's the start of something beautiful.
Am i catching up to you?
While your running away to chase your dreams
It's time for us to face the truth cause we are coming to each other to change
And maybe i'm not ready

But I'll try for your love
I can hide up above
I will try for your love
We've been hiding enough

I will try for your love
I can hide up above

- SHANNON <3

SOMEONE

2010-02-26T19:36:00.001-08:00

Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met. Impossible.

- SHANNON <3

WHAT SHOE ARE YOU TODAY?

2010-02-22T14:57:00.000-08:00

Me and my friend used to ask each other what kind of shoe we were feeling like that day based on how we were feeling. Such as if we were tired we would say a workboot, if we were undecided we would be a flip flop, if we were confident it was a high heel and if we felt kinda down we would say a rain boot. So how are you feeling today?

SHANNON <3

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

2010-02-14T16:45:00.000-08:00

When you love someone,
And you love them with your heart,
It never disappears,
When you're apart.
And when you love someone
And you've done all you can do,
You set them free,
And if that love was true...
When you love someone
It will all come back to you.
-- Forget Paris

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place,
suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace,
suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste,
it all revolves around you.
-- Moulin Rouge

I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.
-- Notting Hill

In these dreams I've loved you so, that by now I think I know what it's like to be loved by you. I will love being loved by you.
-- The King and I

Look, I guarantee there'll be tough times. I guarantee that at some time, one or both of us is gonna want to get out of this thing. But I also guarantee that if I don't ask you to be mine, I'll regret it for the rest of my life, because I know, in my heart, you're the only one for me
-- Runaway Bride

Do you ever put your arms out and just spin and spin and spin? Well, that's what love is like. Everything inside of you tells you to stop before you fall, but you just keep going.
-- Practical Magic

You know, that moment when you kiss someone and everything around you becomes hazy. And the only thing in focus is you and that person. And you realize that that person is the only person that you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life. And for one moment you get this gift. And you want to laugh and you want to cry because you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared that it will go away all at the same time.
-- Never Been Kissed

Dory : You mean ... you mean you don't like me?
Marlin : No, of course I like you. It's because I like you I don't want to be with you. It's a complicated emotion.
--Finding Nemo

Je t'aime!

- SHANNON <3

AIRPORT HEARTBREAK

2010-02-11T12:18:00.000-08:00

She felt as though it was the longest she was ever expected to stay and sit in one spot. Eight hours. Middle seat. Little source of entertainment. Trapped in the only thing keeping her from falling, what seemed like miles, to the earth. Boredom to the ultimate maximum.
She had always wanted someone to meet her at the gate upon arriving back home. She had always dreamed of someone who loved her to come specifacally to see her. It was stupid though. No one would come to see HER.
When it finally came to landing in Toronto, she walked off, legs stiff, headphones stuffed in her ears. Instinctively following the people to the baggage claim. Keeping an eye out for her silver luggage. Walking out the exit. It was all habit.
As she kept walking, she saw above and though all the rest of the heads, her Daddy. Boy was she happy to see him. She ran to him and gave him the biggest hug as she wrapped her arms around him.
As her eyes ran through the many faces, she caught a glimpse of someone familiar, but he was walking away. So she proceeded to follow a short distance until she knew who it was.
When she finally caught up to him, she put her hand on his back shoulder and turned him around to face her. This was a face she knew all too well. He was holding a big bouqet of flowers, beautiful red flowers, her favorite color. It looked as though, deep inside his eyes, tears were beginning to form.
"William?" She asked. "What are you doing here?"
"I...," he started, but something stopped him. He turned away slightly, shaking his head.
She kept her eyes on him, waiting for him to turn around and face her again.
"I'm sorry," he turned back. "I shouldn't be doing this now. I'm sorry it took me so long." He gave her the flowers and met her eyes. "I should have done this sooner, not when I'm about to leave. And I know this isn't fair to you, I mean, to do this now, but I just have to."
She coulnd't believe it. She was in shock. Happy in the fact that someone actually came for her. He came. Her dream was coming true. Unfortunatley at the wrong time.
Deep down, Deep DEEP down, she was sad. Sad that this would be the last moment they would have together for a long time. But she couldn't help being charmed by him coming here. It was something she always dreamed of.
She put her head down and smelt the flowers he had given her and a tear started to push through the barrier of her self doubt, that he could ever love her. It was hard for her to believe he had actually come all this way to tell her how he felt after all this time, then have to say goodbye.
"I can't believe you came all this way," she looked up. Gosh would she miss him.
"I wish this didn't have to happen. I wish I wasn't so stupid."
Taking a chance and moving out of her comfort zone she put her hand on his face, longing for him to decide to stay, although she already knew that he couldn't.
"Will, I am going to miss you so much. And I'm so scared that things won't be the same when you get back. I'm scared that you don't mean any of this..."
"Oh but I do. You have to believe me on this. You know I can't stay... And I know things may be different whwen I'm gone, but I lo-"
"Don't do it," she stopped him. She had waited for him to say that for the whole time she knew she loved him back. This love was now forbidden. The tears were falling now. This was so hard and she never thought she would ever have to do this. "Don't say it and then just leave without this going anywhere."
For awhile, they just stood there, ignoring the world that continued without them. They embraced each other and thought of all they had lost because of the time they wasted without realizing it.
"They're waiting for me," she said.
"Let me take you home," he replied.
"William...I..."
"Please. I did all this trouble, putting you through my mess of a mind and I'm sorry. I just want these last hours to be with you. With YOU Donette. That's all if nothing else."
She leaned back and looked through his eyes that were burning through hers. She wanted this too, but not this exactly. "Ok," she said.
They unlocked thier arms and he reached down and grabbed her luggage in one hand and as they started to walk towards the doors, he reached for her hand for the very first time. And as their fingers intertwined, she realized that it would be the last time he would ever have the chance to do so.

- SHANNON <3

WILL YOU BE MY VALENTINE?

2010-02-11T11:42:00.000-08:00

- SHANNON <3

ABOUT THE MOON

2010-02-09T19:02:00.000-08:00

Dear You,

I'm sitting on my rooftop. Thinking about alot of things. Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow? All of a sudden. Time had disappeared. It was dark. Night. I looked up in the sky and saw the moon shining brightly. It was a full moon. Beautiful if you ask me. And how ironic that my iPod was playing "dancing in the moonlight" by Toploader. Then all of a sudden, I felt a deep feeling and point of lonelyness. And all I wanted to do was watch the moon with you. In your arms maybe? I wondered if you were seeing what I was. I wondered if you were feeling the way I was. If you don't then none of this even matters. But you were the only one I wanted to experience it with. The only one that came to my mind. And i want you to know...

i love you to the moon and back... <3

Love,

Me

Written: 2007

FINAL SCENE

2010-02-07T19:33:00.000-08:00

MR. DARCY – How are you this evening my dear?
ELIZABETH – Very well, only I wish you wouldn’t call me “my dear”.
MR. DARCY – Why?
ELIZABETH – ‘Case it’s what my father always calls my mother when he’s cross about something.
MR. DARCY – Well then what endearments am I allowed?
ELIZABETH – Let me think… “Lizzie” for everyday, “My Pearl” for Sundays and “goddess divine”, but only on very special occasions.
MR. DARCY – And what shall I call you when I am cross? Mrs. Darcy?
ELIZABETH – No! No… you may only call me Mrs. Darcy when you are completely and perfectly and incandescently happy.
MR. DARCY – And how are you this evening Mrs. Darcy? Mrs. Darcy… Mrs. Darcy… Mrs. Darcy… (Kiss)

2005 PRIDE & PREJUDICE

PETER PAN

2010-02-07T17:16:00.001-08:00

The second star to the right
Shines in the night for you
To tell you that the dreams you plan
Really can come true
The second star to the right
Shines with a light that's rare
And if it's Never Land you need
It's light will lead you there
Twinkle, twinkle little star
So I'll know where you are
Gleaming in the skies above
Lead me to the one who loves me
And when you bring him my way
Each time we say "Goodnight"
We'll thank the little star that shines
The second from the right

One of the best movies on earth: Peter Pan (Walt Disney Pictures)

- SHANNON <3

FIRST CELEBRITY CRUSH

2010-02-07T16:42:00.001-08:00

I crushed you since you held a light saber in your hand for the very first time. :) Oh Hayden Christensen... How handsome you are.

WHERE YOU GOING?

2010-02-05T20:33:00.000-08:00

Going somewhere?
Anywhere?

- SHANNON <3

CAN'T SEEM TO SLEEP

2010-02-05T20:25:00.000-08:00

inspire me a little.....?

- SHANNON <3

OH DARLING CAN'T YOU SEE?

2010-02-05T18:59:00.000-08:00

I'm feeling all alone
In summer time, I'm on a stroll about the town
My first glance of you
I'll never forget the time that I laid eyes on you

Who would have thought
That this would be, these feelings deep inside of me
You take my hand
We run away into a world they'll never know

And oh how I wish that you could catch a glimpse of what's inside my heart
Its bubbling deep inside of me, if only you could see
That I'm in love with someone who's in love with someone else
Oh darling can't you see

My tingling toes
You say her name and then my heart will skip a beat
My fingers are numb
You smile at me, your eyes as blue as blue can be

And oh how I wish that you could catch a glimpse of what's inside my heart
Its bubbling deep inside of me, if only you could see
That I'm in love with someone who's in love with someone else
Oh darling can't you see

And I smile 'cause I know that you seem happy
Behind that smile you can't see the pain that I am holding back
I know its for the best even though it hurts so bad
Oh darling can't you see

And oh as the leaves begin to change I'm growing more and so much more
Oh much more fondly of you, I wish it weren't true
Somehow I know your eyes won't follow me to where I'd love for them to be
Oh darling can't you see?

MUSIC & LYRICS BY SHANNON DOOKS

LOVE LOOKS NOT WITH EYES

2010-02-04T11:57:00.001-08:00

How happy some o'er other some can be!
Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.
But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so;
He will not know what all but he do know.
And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes,
So I, admiring of his qualities.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste;
Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste.
And therefore is Love said to be a child,
Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.
As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,
So the boy Love is perjured everywhere.
For ere Demetrius looked on Hermia's eyne,
He hailed down oaths that he was only mine;
And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,
So he dissolved, and show'rs of oaths did melt.
I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight.
Then to the wood will he to-morrow night
Pursue her; and for this intelligence
If I have thanks, it is a dear expense.
But herein mean I to enrich my pain,
To have his sight thither and back again.

- HELENA (WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE'S "A MIDSUMMER NIGHTS DREAM")

ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU....

2010-02-04T11:53:00.000-08:00

In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

- MR. DARCY (PRIDE & PREJUDICE)

DROWNING

2010-02-04T08:55:00.001-08:00

I sink beneath the surface and my lungs are filling up.
My ivory gown wrapped around me like a ribbon.
I cannot breathe.
My eyesight is fading.
And what can I do?
Im reaching up and touching the sunlight as it sparkles into my opened, blurry eyes.
My mind is blank and the world around me is bare.
I open my mouth to speak as bubbles start to rise to the top and no sound comes out.
I move my body and begin to press myself upward,
But the chains around my ankles stunt my potential.
One chain from the very evil of my own thoughts.
The other from a rather reliable source.
Let me go.
I'm crying out.
Stop holding me back.
I need to be free and I need to fight for this.
This is for me.
For once let me do this for me.
The water starts to press on my head as I stay sunken at the bottom.
I cannot move.
I cannot speak.
I cannot hear.
I cannot see.
Now all that's left is drowning.

- SHANNON <3

TRAGIC LULLABY

2010-02-03T21:21:00.000-08:00

This tragic lullaby
Sung when I sleep
That bittersweet song
I want to keep

I fly away
With wings like a dove
And all through my head
Are thoughts of my love

I dream a dream
I dance a dance
Hoping one day
You would give me a chance

For when I awake
To a brigther, better day
I will some time realize
That you have gone away

There is nothing in this world
I want more
Then to melt in your arms
When I walk through that door

But I have come to realize
That it will never happen
For this is only a dream
When I am napping

This tragic lullaby
Sung when I sleep
That bittersweet song
My heart wants to keep

- SHANNON <3

TELL YOURSELF IT WILL BE ALRIGHT AND THEN ONE DAY BELIEVE IT

2010-02-03T21:18:00.000-08:00

At some point we must admitt
The things that happen isnt all of it
The good, the bad that makes us sad
Cannot be known as only bad
When we lie in our bed
We think of times ahead
But no one can really say
How things will happen in a certain way
We have to wait a little longer
To see what will make us stronger
To maybe be aware
And approach things unprepared
And we head into the war
Not knowing it can make us soar
To believe in the unbelievable
And to stop the unstoppable
So all im tying to say is
Simply something that goes like this
Live your life with the utmost happiness
And try not to look at all the sadness
It may me hard to comprehend
But lets not play pretend
Love the person you have become
Do not remember the bad that has come
Let it go on the wings of a dove
And free your heart from this chain they call love

- SHANNON <3

MEMORIES

2010-02-03T21:15:00.000-08:00

It's gone
The times of the past
The laughter that was shared
The tears that were seen
The friends that were made
The fights that were overcome
The heartbreaks that were felt
The infatuations that overwhelmed
The stories that were told
The gossip that was heard
The hugs that were given
The kisses that never were
The hello's that were met
The goodbye's that were dreaded
The present that was taken for granted
The past that is now gone
The future that isnt promised
The moments that were cherishes
The memories that were made
With the people i'll never forget
Everything that was is gone
And all that is left
Are just simple
Memories

BY ALLY BOO

Miss you darlin.

ASK ME TO DANCE

2010-02-03T21:12:00.000-08:00

Playing silly games
Looking over to look away
Watching from afar
To catcha glimpse of your face

Just take a step to me
Do not second guess
You move so gracefully
Come next to me

Just ask me to dance
Take my hand and dance
Hold me close to you
Go on take a chance

Time is running out
I wont be here much longer
Look deep into my eyes
I see in yours you want it too

You stand up and look at me
My heart skips a beat
Eye to eye it breaks
As you take your seat

Just ask me to dance
Take my hand and dance
Hold me close to you
Go on take a chance

MUSIC & LYRICS BY SHANNON DOOKS

ANNAISM

2010-02-03T21:09:00.001-08:00

If there was a religion of Annaism, and I had to tell you how humans made their way to Earth, it would go like this: in the beginning, there was nothing at all but the moon and the sun. And the moon wanted to come out during the day, but there was something so much brigter that seemed to fill up all those hours. The moon grew hungry, thinner and thinner, until she was just a slice of herself, and her tips were as sharp as a knife. By accident, because that is the way most things happen, she poked a hole in the night and out spilled a million stars, like a fountain of tears.

Horrified, the moon tried to swallow them up. And sometimes this worked, because she got fatter and rounder. But mostly it didnt, because there were so many. The stars kept coming, until they made the sky so bright that the sun got jealous. He invited the stars to his side of the world, where it was always bright. What he didnt tell them, though, was that in the daytime, they'd never be seen. So the stupid ones leaped from the sky to the ground, and they froze under the weight of their own foolishness.

The moon did her best. She carved each of these blocks of sorrow into a man or a woman. She spent the rest of her time watching out so that her other stars wouldnt fall. She spend the rest of her time holding on to whatever scraps she had left.

- ANNA (JODI PICOULT'S "MY SISTER'S KEEPER)

THE MUSIC IN ME

2010-02-03T20:54:00.001-08:00

It seems I don't play music anymore, music plays me.
And I surrender to its demands.

- SHANNON <3

SWEET DREAMS

2010-02-03T20:53:00.000-08:00

Sweetest dreams to those who even dare to dream.

- SHANNON <3

ETERNITY

2010-02-03T20:48:00.000-08:00

A tribute to those whose romances has worked out for them. This one is for you.

You simply amaze me
A marvel just to be
In your sight of vision
Your eyes are locked on me

You seem like my destiny
My greatest love to me
You are like my everything
For all eternity

And I know of something
That you will never know
Deep down in my heart
A secret to unfold

You seem like my destiny
My greatest love to me
You are like my everything
For all eternity

And I will give my hand to you
My life to you I'll give
We'll live in perfect harmony
Loving you and you loving me

MUSIC & LYRICS BY SHANNON DOOKS

MY DEAR LITTLE SISTER

2010-02-03T19:07:00.001-08:00

My dear little sister.
How beautiful you have turned out to be.
I remember thinking how little you were,
And now you have grown into such a magnificent being
And I can only be proud to call you my blood.
You amaze me I must admitt.
Your presence and honesty with people,
You are one of the realest people I know.
I envy you in some ways
For you have a smaller waist,
A more passive approach to daily life,
A unique and clever witt,
You are simply and truely you and sometimes that is hard to come by in a person.
You are not only my sister,
But you have also become to be my friend
And boy am I glad that this day has come
Because when we used to fight every day it would kill me.
The thing is we are so different.
You have more bold characteristics
And I tend to have more soft features;
You ask for spaghetti
And I ask for Kraft Dinner;
You wear neon
And I wear lace;
You like high action films
I like old 1930 musicals.
But somehow, through all these differences,
We compliment each other like colors.
We understand each other in a unique way,
You know what I am thinking without me even saying anything.
You let me take out anger on you
Even though you fight back.
My dearest little baby sister,
How beautiful you are.
I will keep you under my wing,
The small little wing that I have
And I will love you til the day that I die
Because not only do I have to
But I wouldnt have it any other way.

Your big sister,

SHANNON <3

MY TINY LITTLE TREE HOUSE

2010-02-03T14:05:00.000-08:00

My tiny little treehouse is a magical place to be.
Where birds fly high, the great winds sing and children at heart can play.
Made of oak itself, it is hung in a tall and wide oak tree, with willow branches peeking in to see.
My tiny little treehouse is the most fairest place of them all.
I go on wild adventures and sing my favorite songs and no one can tell me not to.
I cannot see the dreadful things that this world seems to dwell in.
I cannot see the heartbreak and tears for there are only smiles in my treehouse.
Its not that I am ignoring it, its just my place to get away.
I hold plenty of tea parties with those who cannot say anything to me unless I think it.
I play games of all sorts and imagine some friends to play them with me.
It is my pirate ship when I am at sea; my castle when I am a princess and my spaceship when I explore my universe.
My treehouse never breaks or gets things broken, unless it follows one of my many stories.
I keep it nice and tidy for any guests that may come unexpected.
People are always welcome.
Especially my Daddy whom he helped to make this world of mine.
It is a porthole to a land all my own.
To go into my Neverland where no one can grow old.
Let me stay awhile, for I cannot leave just yet.
Just leave me to my wonders and my deep imagination.

- SHANNON <3

A PRAYER

2010-02-03T13:44:00.000-08:00

Heavenly Father, Help us remember that the jerk who cut us off in traffic last night is a single mother who worked nine hours that day and is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children.

Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who can't make change correctly is a worried 19-year-old college student, balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester.

Remind us, Lord, that the scary looking bum, begging for money in the same spot every day (who really ought to get a job!) is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares.

Help us to remember that the old couple walking annoyingly slow through the store aisles and blocking our shopping progress are savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week, this will be the last year that they go shopping together.

Heavenly Father, remind us each day that, of all the gifts you give us, the greatest gift is love. It is not enough to share that love with those we hold dear. Open our hearts not to just those who are close to us, but to all humanity. Let us be slow to judge and quick to forgive, show patience, empathy and love.

Matt. 5:44

DRAGONS AND PRINCESSES

2010-02-02T13:53:00.000-08:00

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.

- RAINER MARIA RILKE

KEEP IT UP

2010-02-02T12:53:00.000-08:00

We are only a shell of flesh holding together a big body of blood. Humanity. Sometimes it loses its sincerity; without any wax. We lose our dignity as a whole because of our self absorbency. We focus on things not for others, but for self praise. It is near impossible in our nature to do something solely from the heart. And it’s sad. I like to believe that all people have good deep inside them, if not exposed through the outside. That there is some other force causing bad behaviour. That people sometimes don’t understand distant consequences. That mankind feels that sometimes it is for the best to do some sort of action and it ends up taking a toile on them. That people make mistakes. That is what I believe. That we have to make too many sacrifices and we always feel like we make the most sacrifices out of anyone. It seems that even though we know our own race, we either can’t accept ourselves or can’t understand ourselves. We, as a human race, have a responsibly to with hold, yet we aren’t doing a very good job. We have certain integrity to stand up to, yet we don’t take the stand. Embarrassment consumes us, the thoughts of judgement scare us out of our wits, and even the very thought of not being accepted in our personal society’s could change the very idea and feelings we may have on something. How did we get like this? How did our people become such savages in society? Who thought of this? Who decided what was acceptable? Why does our world look down upon one another? I believe in acceptance. I believe in compassion and love. I believe in the congregating of unlike cultures and creating a common ground. I believe in people. I believe in humanity. And I believe that deep down, there is good within ourselves.

- SHANNON <3

DEAREST KEVIN...

2010-01-30T21:43:00.000-08:00

Happy Birthday step brother. I am sorry it had to end like this. I sometimes still can't believe that you are with us no longer. I miss you. It seems strange saying it considering I didn't know you all that well. But you were always lovely to have around. Knowing someone was there, that could make me laugh. I liked having someone I was proud to call my only step brother. So all I want to say is I miss you. I love you. And Happy Birthday. I hope to see you soon.

- SHANNON <3

WRITING

2010-01-28T19:17:00.000-08:00

When I was a little girl, I used to love books. Not in the way you would expect though. You would assume that since I loved books, I loved to read, but that was never the reason I would pick one up. My mother would buy me lots of books, filled with beautiful pictures and I would look over the pages and run my tiny but chubby fingers over the faces of the people trapped inside the papers and I would give them my own story. Of course, it didn't make sense at the time, but in my mind, stories of courageous characters would pop out of the book and tell me their story; according to me.

In my stories, the princess never felt alone and the prince always came to save her, the dragon was always sleighed and the minor characters got some credit. In my stories, disapointment was not an option, unhappiness didn't exist and dispare was never part of the picture.

I never really enjoyed reading. And it seems strange and I surprise myself with this fact and realization. I love to imagine, dream and discover which is what the very defenition of reading is. For some reason, I find it a struggle to sit myself down, open a book and read from cover to cover. I respect very highly the people who can do it. I just can't. I wish I could and if I had more dtermination in my blood maybe it would be easier, but for some reason, I want to be on the other side. I want to tell the story. I want to paint the picture. I want to be the one giving the writings, not recieving them.

It sounds selfish, but that is not my intent what so ever, not at all. Its the opposite, I love to give. I love to give everything, no matter what it is. Its in my nature and I feel the need to express. Express emotion, thoughts and experiences and somehow I feel that writing things through and through with a pen and paper help me do that most effectively.

So I write. I write because I have the inspiration to do so. I write because of my passion for expression, creativity and love.

- SHANNON <3

A ROSE IS A ROSE

2010-01-27T12:49:00.000-08:00

A rose is a rose

Forty seven pettles placed and twisted together

A long emerald stem shooting out from a kiss of color

Thorns amongst its simplicity

Something that can mend something broken or breaking

An offer that could change your life

A reminder of someone you lost

A representation of something magnificent

It could be the beginning of a story

Or the prefect ending

It can trigger a smile

Or wipe away tiny tears

Its beauty has the potential to be anything you desire

It could be the cause of your deepest secrets

Or can expose your biggest dreams

It is a wish

It is hope

It is undying love and passion

Somehow this wonderful living thing has the power to do so much

But then to others

A rose is just a rose

- SHANNON <3

FAIRYTALE REALITY

2010-01-26T20:46:00.000-08:00

Living in my castle and playing my games, I begin to dream of a place that you cannot see.

Playing dress up and painting my face as much as can be, I pretend to be someone that I can only see.

Neverland can't compare to that place for me, You are my fairytale reality.

Little mermaids and pirate ships swim in my head, Come and catch me if you possibly can.

Neverland can't compare to that place for me, You are my fairytale reality.

MUSIC & LYRICS BY SHANNON DOOKS

Written Summer of 2009

LIFE IS FUNNY

2010-01-26T20:39:00.000-08:00

Every once in a while people step up, they rise above themselves. Sometimes they surprise you, and sometimes they fall short. Life is funny sometimes, it can push pretty hard, but if you look close enough you find hope in the words of children, in the bars of a song and in the eyes of someone you love. And if you're lucky, and if you're the luckiest person on this entire planet, the person you love decides to love you back.

NATHAN SCOTT (ONE TREE HILL)

DOES THIS DARKNESS HAVE A NAME?

2010-01-26T20:30:00.000-08:00

Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred. How did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us? That we now send our children out into the world like we send young ment o war, hoping for their safe return but know that some will belost along the way. When did we lose our way? Consumed by the shadows, swallowed whole by the darness. Does this darkness have a name? Is it your name?

LUCAS SCOTT (ONE TREE HILL)

MY DREAM

2010-01-26T20:06:00.000-08:00

So, I am at a point in my life, where it is time for me to really make up my mind of what I want to do. And I have been thinking so hard of what I would love waking up everyday going to and I have made up my mind.

I want to be a performer. I want to sing. I want to act. I love it. Its what I get excited about. Its what I live for. Its my passion. I write music and every day is like a story I would love to repeat on a stage or on film. I simply desire it. But I figure, I can't just sit and let life pass me by without doing something about it. About what I really want to do.

So this is a start. I have created my own youtube account and have posted some songs I have sung and, so far, only one that I have written myself. Have a look http://www.youtube.com/user/ladeeda13 . Let me know what you think. Honestly.

- SHANNON <3

NICEST THING - KATE NASH

2009-11-23T15:51:00.000-08:00

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

2009-11-22T11:14:00.000-08:00

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

2009-11-01T09:01:00.000-08:00

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?

2009-11-01T07:36:00.000-08:00

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

2009-10-31T13:09:00.001-07:00

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

2009-10-31T12:16:00.000-07:00

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