I Want...

I want a tan trench coat

Like the ones models wear

I want a chocolate chip cookie

Fresh from the oven

With some vanilla bean ice cream

Melting...ooeygooeyyummy

I want to put my mission papers in already

And I want to leave

I want to feel

Red - the blood of angry men!

Black - the dark of ages past!

Red - a world about to dawn!

Black - the night that ends at last!

Like Les Miserables 

I want something more

To be something more

Then this world

I want to read a book

Just to read a book

I am the Resurrection and the Life,

Saith the Lord:

He that believeth in me,

Though he were dead,

Yet shall he live:

And whosoever liveth 

And believeth in me

Shall never die.

I am the Resurrection and the Life,

Saith the Lord:

He that believeth in me,

Though he were dead,

Yet shall he live:

And whosoever liveth 

And believeth in me

Shall never die.

I am the Resurrection and the Life,

Saith the Lord:

He that believeth in me,

Though he were dead,

Yet shall he live:

And whosoever liveth 

And believeth in me

Shall never die.

I want to go swimming

And feel the sun 

As it burns my skin

I want a new pair of heels 

Black

Or nude

Beautiful either way

I want to be someone

Worthy of epic tales

And how can man die better

Than facing fearful odds

For the ashes of his fathers

And the temples of his gods?

I want to marry a man

Who respects all women

Who is honest

And true 

And brave

And maybe even 

A professional pirate

A man

Who is  different

from all the ramble

That surrounds me

I want to find 

My prince charming already

Is he out there?

The more I see

The more I doubt

I'm tired of the cloying 

Do any of you have feelings?

Do any of you have souls?

I want to say yes...

But your actions say no

Captain America

Anyone?

Where are you?

I want to read poetry

And be a hopeless romantic

I want...

So much

Too much

Maybe

Who knows

This Tale is Inscribed

To you, dear reader.
After many laborious weeks, nay even months, I have come to the end of one of the greatest book that I have ever read, A Tale of Two Cities. Oh raptures of my soul, it was beautiful. I do believe that everyone should read it.

My first Dickens book was a nightmare. Let's just say that reading Great Expectations  in a week + having to write a horrid paper about it + being in 9th grade + Mrs. Rosenlof = a very unpleasant experience.

I think my brother Matt had to read A Tale of Two Cities when he was in 9th grade. I don't really know. All I know is that my mom made us listen to the audio tapes on our one of our trips to California. That voice still plays in my mind... "It was the best of times, its was the worst of times; it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness..." Stuffy, fake, high pitched, British accent. In other words, my Dickens experiences weren't very good, in fact they were quite scarring and it took A LOT to get over them. But I did and that's all that really matters. Maybe I'll even give Great Expectations another go...maybe. We'll see. I have a lot of books to read first.