Why aren't there more songs like this??

"I wanna be better than oxygen
So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees
I wanna speak louder than Ritalin
For all the children who think that they've got a disease
I wanna be cooler than t.v.
For all the kids that are wondering what they are going to be
We can be stronger than bombs
If you're singing along and you know that you really believe
We can be richer than industry
As long as we know that there's things that we don't really need
We can speak louder than ignorance
Cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet.

On and on, and on it goes
The world it just keeps spinning
Until i'm dizzy, time to breathe
So close my eyes and start again anew.

I wanna see through all the lies of society
To the reality, happiness is at stake
I wanna hold up my head with dignity
Proud of a life where to give means more than to take
I wan't to live beyond the modern mentality
Where paper is all that you're really taught to create
Do you remember the forgotten America?
Justice, equality, freedom to every race?
Just need to get past all the lies and hypocrisy
Make up and hair to the truth behind every face
That look around to all the people you see,
How many of them are happy and free?
I know it sounds like a dream
But it's the only thing that can get me to sleep at night
I know it's hard to believe
But it's easy to see that something here isn't right
I know the future looks dark
But it's there that the kids of today must carry the light.

If i'm afraid to catch a dream
I weave your baskets and i'll float them down the river stream
Each one i weave with words i speak to carry love to your relief."
-Willy Mason

Endure;

As human beings we are all destined for something.
Great things. Grand things. Bland things. Somethings.
We are meant to, at some point, understand endurance.
We endure hardships- whatever they may be- in our life.
Here is a challenge I have for you today-Do it with joy.

No matter your trials or tribulations, you are learning a very valid lesson:
Endurance.
Our struggles allow us to see where we are really at with our faith and with our fellow brothers and sisters on this planet. I find myself asking, "Is my faith real?" Even at my lowest points, do i still believe? What do i do in the midst of a struggle? Is it only when I am happy that I believe? Its not right for me to walk out on people in my life and the Lord if I'm at a low point. It is precisely then that I should believe more.

Whether its god or friends or lovers that you walk with, do you lose faith in them at your lowest?
Or do you continue to run, with endurance?

Endurance shapes us, its kind of maturing in a sense.

Help me help you.

I wonder what I'm waiting for sometimes.
Am i waiting on the world to change itself, or am I waiting for the opportune time to act up and live my life.
Changing it as I go.
I want Everything.
I want all things beautiful.
I want to love and be loved.
I want to be remembered.
I want to be.
I have all of these things though, so what more is it that I NEED.
I want peace, but none of that cliche world peace shit.
I want so much more than just a lack of a war.
I want peace with my self.
peace with nature.
peace with people.
I want there to be a global understanding of one another.
Help me achieve this.
Spread it how you may, but the world needs a few lessons on cultural reproduction.
Music. Dance. Art. Writing. Trapeze.
Just do it.

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HSM3;

I Need/Want to marry Zack Efron.
The End.

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School dayzz;

Jenna, get some sleep please.
You're running on reserve energy.
Its not healthy.

OR

NAHHHH..
Screw it.
Keep doing what you're doing.
You're still breathing afterall, right??

The phone thing is hard. Its really hard.

Paix;

I've come to notice recently that people are wearing peace signs quite often.
If its not a ring, its a necklace, or quite possibly just a cute ordinary t-shirt.
Its everywhere.
Target.
Wal-mart.
Hollister.
Claires.
Earrings.
Bags.
Socks.
bracelets.
Its not just a word people, its a way of life.
The thing about peace is that it needs to be universal.
Wake up children.
This isn't just a fashion trend, its a lifestyle.
If you're going to sport the symbol, you've got to live the symbol.
It's not just a word we can place on a handbag, or a symbol that we can make into a pair of earrings and sport it around because it looks great or because Paris Hilton wears it too.
The word symbolizes global change and hope for a better posture of the world, not just america.
That's where the universal bit comes in.
Its not just peace here.
its everywhere.
Paix.Pace.Paz.Peace.

I'm bothered by the trend. If you know what you're sporting then by all means wear it all over, but if you don't understand the concept of a peaceful world then please put that handbag down.

Its saturday;

He's still out to get me.
Just don't let me down.

Make of it what you will;

I'm taking a break from the bracelet.
Its somewhat symbolic.
You don't get it, but i do.
I'm giving myself a break for the night.


On a somewhat brighter note- Ottoman by Vampire Weekend is a great tune.
I'm really feeling it.
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Good night ladies and germs i'm going on a bike ride.
Its time for mama j to think about life and all it has to offer.
Life is good and she is going to take advantage of it.
Now she sits and thinks, tomorrow she lives.

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my wishes at 11:11 have slowly, over time become a time of prayer for me.
Its always been that way, since i was young.
I start off with a simple wish, then i insert the lord's name and a few hopeful praises with phrases like, "please lord" or the occasional, "i pray lord that you could..." I think its funny how my mind works.
Today's wishful prayer revolved soley around the idea that i need to really become a deeper human being.
I too have moments of hypocrisy.I nag and complain about my dislike for ignorant, arrogant, disgusting thoughts of people. I dislike gossip and drama, yet somehow i too partake in it all. I'm a hypocrite.
I'm trying to reform my ways.
Here is my first step on my journey of reformation.

Nag me please;

I sometimes wonder at what point it is is in our lives that we realize what it is that we want.
I mean for the most part I'm a pretty stable gal who has a darn good head on her shoulders, who has all the will, drive and yearn to achieve so much. I want to be SOMETHING. I always here my mom, professors, trainers, friends and neighbors tell me about their struggles and their good time and all that jazz. It just seems to me that they finally found themselves so recently. They're old, or at least alot older than me and they have just barely begun to get what they want. I want to go back to my origin of inspiration. I want to walk across my front lawn and into Ms. Shirley's when i need advice. I want to scooter to the olive ave. market and get a small ice tea, i want to text marie that we are in dire need of life talks, pick her up instantly and just sit at fox coffee half talking half stalking. I want get on a ribbon, a web or a trapeze. i want my mom to yell at me for my room being messy. Why is it that we have such great times as we grow, but the minute you take us out of our comfort zones we get all confused and freaked out?? Maybe its just me. I want to go tanning with CC in her backyard, i want to awkwardly cry out yelps that sound like a donkey or an emu with april or run with jon through target playing hide and seek. I want to ride unicycles with jesse or get yelled at by emily during acro because i'm too loud. I guess i should just stop wanting and instead start doing. life is what i make of it, blah blah blah.
I'm making something of it everyday, but i'm still not sure that i'm creating what i want.

Oh Swifty;

Wow, that comment was definitely not meant to be taken at face value. I didn't intend for that reaction. That just goes to prove ladies and gents that reading satire after satire of Jonathan swift will surely give you a sarcastic, mocking tone to your everyday voice for the day. I think i offended one too many people today with my attempt at being funny. my bad.


Whoops!
oh well.
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Sup.

You can take the girl out of the circus, but you can't take the circus out of the girl.
Its the truth.
I will not escape- rather, it will not escape me.
I live for circus.
I miss it.
Just letting you know.
I miss it.
oh wait i said that already.
my bad.

greensnot;

DAMN YOU GODS OF SICKNESS AND RUNNY NOSES!!!!

I AM WORTHY;

I have this pressure behind my eyes.behind my brain.I so badly want to attribute it to the sinus infection.the runny nose. or possibly the conjested nasal cavity.I'm sure its none if these. I have this weight on my mind, my soul, my body.
I don't know how to relieve it- scratch that, i know just how to relieve it but i can't seem to reach far enough out to grasp on to the only antidote that i know exists. I feel in my heart and soul that what i need most is to go back to my knees where i met my savior not too long ago. judge me all you want ladies and gents but i am a follower of jesus christ. i struggle with it just like everyone else, but nonetheless i try my hardest to live with him on my side, walking my path, loving me. i have this issue though, with people, with blind faith, with arrogance. I love jesus, he gets me, but i have this dis-respect (if that's even correct grammar) for the arrogance of so many christ followers in today's society. so many ignorant, arrogant comments about the christian life disgust me. i am having trouble laying my crown at the feet of jesus. I can't help but feel a constant flow of happiness from the liberating feeling that jesus brings me, but at the same time i can't help but feel binded from the many flaws of people and religion. our pastor asked if anyone was struggling in the slightest in any aspect of their life today. he wanted to know if anyone was having trouble holding on to the hope of the kingdom of god. he wanted to know who was straying away from the arms of jesus. he wanted those who needed a prayer, a hug, guidance to stand today to be prayed for- or whatever it may be that was troubling us. I stood up today at church. i stood in a courageous effort to let myself know that i have to admit that i need some help here and there. i was told today, by someone i care for dearly that i wasn't worthy enough to stand at the feet of christ. how am i supposed to feel unconditionally loved when someone tells me that i didn't deserve to be prayed for this evening?? "I wouldn't have been so arrogant jenna, I wouldn't have stood. I would not have stood with you . I'm sorry, i don't mean to make a judgement call on you, but you really didn't deserve to stand up today. There are so many more problems in the world. people deal with death, disease and famine, but you- you have such miniscule issues in your life compared to so many. Don't you think it was selfish that you stood to be saved tonight?" I don't get it.


I'm sorrry, I must have felt worthy there for a second, my bad.