Shape Poem

                                     It keeps          you going
                                 through the        hardest part of  
                              the day. When    the night is the most
                            dark, it helps you remember that the sun
                          will rise again soon.  When the work is the
                          toughest, it tells you that you can rest soon.
                           At the times life seems the most hopeless,
                            it tells you that something worth while is
                              on its way. When you feel utterly lost
                                 it reveals that your destination may
                                   be closer than it seems to be.
                                       As your ship rocks back
                                        and forth in the ocean,
                                         this is what directs
                                           you towards the
                                                dry land.
                                                  Love.

Sonnet

Can I leave for college any time soon?
I want to get out of this boring place.
Take me somewhere much farther than the moon.
Look out from my dorm room in outerspace.
I need to get a new view of the stars.
It is best for my mind if I don't stay.
Won't go somewhere you can get by a car.
I just want to go someplace far away.
Across the world, the country, or the state.
I'll go somewhere pretty to clear my mind.
Just feel like I have too much on my plate.
I'll die if I don't stay one of a kind.
I don't think that I'm wrong, someday you'll see,
Saying goodbye is what is best for me.

Free Writing 2-24-11

If I could invite any three people to dinner, it would be a really hard decision.  Living or dead, there are so many people that I would love to get to know and have a conversation with.  The first person I would definitely want to have dinner with is Miley Cyrus. She is the songbird of our generation. Plus, I think she would bring some salvia.  All joking aside, I think she is a really talented person and would have some good stories to tell. Also, shes my age, so regardless of her fame and fortune I think she is one celebrity that I could get along with and be able to relate to.  My second guest would be Chelsea Handler.  I think she is absolutely hilarious, and she would be hysterical to have over for dinner.  The entire meal would be pure entertainment, but I also feel like she has strong opinions, so the conversation would be good as well.  The last guest I would invite is Charlie Sheen.  Two and a half men is my absolute favorite show, and if I could get Charlie Sheen to adopt me, I would.  He is honestly crazy, but at the same time, his instability would be really fun and interesting to witness in person.  I actually want him to be my dad.  Chelsea Handler would tear him apart before the main course, so not only do I think I chose very interesting individuals, but I also chose a unique group of people that would never allow a dull moment to occur.

Alliteration

excited, exasperated, entertained.
tough, tired, twilight twirls.
peeking, peering, purely pained.
golden, giggly, grinning girls.


resentment, revenge, rarely real.
ridiculous, wrong or right.
stupid, slimy, psycho seal.
Furiously finding faces to fight.

Assonance

Shuffling through the frozen dark, unloading quick, we cannot park.
Excitedly boarding our morning flight, we happily leave the winter white.
In the air prepared to land, only a few more hours until there's sand.
First we say hi to you-know-who, before we see the ocean's blue.
Looking out the window to take in the sights, its been awhile since we've seen this light.
Can't wait to go out and lay in the sun, this week is carefree, relaxing and fun.
It's humid so I won't even try to tame my hair, but it's just me and my family-I really don't care.
Trying to make each second last I grab the camera and make it flash.
So many things to do and see, but take a breath, Katie's turning fifteen.
Working my hardest to maintain my bronze, only to get beat out by that blond.
The trip is almost done and we have one more day. I'm not looking forward to packing my bag.
Heading back to the Minnesota cold, sadly we've put an end to this tropical show.

Scary

The scariest moment of my life was 100% my fault. I had just gotten my license and was driving my dads brand new car around Rosemount with my friend Natalie, her brother Nick, and his friend Andrew. We were carefree and listening to music when I noticed the car in front of me was going at an annoyingly slow and glacial pace. I was rowdy, hyper, and invincible so I started to tailgate them, since it is one of my hidden talents. We pulled up to a stop sign and to the driver in front of me had clearly caught on to what the car full of rambunctious teenagers was doing behind him. At the stop sign he braked for way too long, just to get back at me. Across the intersection though, another car was waiting for him to proceed, so they honked their horn at him. He must have thought it was me, because he pulled ahead and veered to the side of the road and let me pass. Once I was in front of him though, it turned into a vicious war of speeding and tailgating. We tried to lose him for about 10 minutes, but he was relentless. Natalie and I were completely petrified in the front seats, while the boys feasted off the attention and rush of adreniline. Soon he stopped chasing us, but it was still the scariest thing ever.

Onamatopeia Poem

daily journal 2-23

Today in psych we did a whole entire lesson about Freud, and we have barely even begun to cover everything.  Some of his stuff makes sense, and his conclusions I believe, are completely valid.  On the other hand, some of the stuff he came up with is absolutely nuts.  And did you know he was on cocaine for most of his career? Cocaine.  So why are we giving all this credibility to a cracked out psychologist whose experiments often had a sample study of 1? When all of that is taken into account, it's hard to believe even his most rational theories such as how our childhood affects our adulthood.  It also makes it a million times harder to believe the crazy stuff he came up with, like the fact that my dreams have symbolism and deeper meaning, that the washington monument was unconsciously constructed to resemble a penis, and that I see my own mother as competition for my father's affection and attention.  His theories may be popular and hit close to home for some people, but it seems like we're all forgetting that he wrote an entire book on how awesome cocaine is.  Yes, I'm the first person to admit that I wanted to marry my cousin when I was three and that I bite my nails now.  However, I refuse to believe that those two facts are some how related and intertwined in my psychological sub-conscious.  Yes, many girls grow up to marry men exactly like their own fathers. Having said that, I firmly believe that there are just as many girls that go for the losers as their are who go for the winners-regardless of what your own parents were like.  If you surveyed ten girls with great fathers, I'm sure you wouldn't see a huge range between the girls who married honorable men like their dads and those who married complete idiots.  Most men are either very good and mature people, or complete idiots.  The chance that your husband and your father fall into the same category is pretty good, but it doesn't mean that you unconsciously feel incestual emotions toward your family.  Freud was a crack head.

earliest childhood memory

When I was about 2 years old, I went to my aunt and uncle's house while my parents were at work.  My older cousins were 6 and 3, and both boys.  Because I was the youngest one, and a girl, I was spoiled a lot by my aunt Nancy.  While Michael and Corey would play power rangers and watch Space Jam, my aunt would take me into the other room and read to me.  My earliest memories are of me sitting in her lap as we read the rainbow fish and fox and the hound books.  I can also remember her holding me when the sun would go behind the clouds, and she would say 'the sun is playing hide and seek with us!'.  I can recall playing Peter Pan in the boys' room and watching movies on their blue sofa.  I've always adored Michael and Corey, and I have always been the closest with them out of most of my cousins.  Looking back and seeing the all of my earliest memories include them, and realizing that they were basically my big brothers until I was about 3 years old, it makes perfect sense.

Sense of time poem

Friday
Friday is navy blue
The color of midnight
Friday feels like spring time breeze
and sounds like friends singing along to the radio
Friday smells like my most expensive perfume
and tastes like ice cold water slipping down your throat
On a friday night anything can happen and everything is possible

daily journal 2-18-11

"I can't believe I just killed someone." Tim's voice was monotone, but with a cold edge.  His shaking hands were dripping with blood, still warm and fluid.  The long knife he clutched in his right hand was drooling chrimson-the obvious murder weapon.  Tim released the knife and it clanked to the ground as he stared ahead blankly.  For several minutes he didn't blink or speak, and it seemed like he didn't breathe either.  I grabbed his shoulders and started to shake him, staring into his eyes.  Although he stared back deeply into my eyes, he wasn't seeing me.  I shouted his name as I continued to rock his body back and forth, like I was trying to awaken a statue.  I was exhausted, and just as I contemplated giving up, Tim's knees buckled underneath him and he collapsed into my ams.

parts of speech

The girl
timid and shy
scared and crying
lost child

A woman
anxious and confused
growing and planning
mother

daily journal 12-17

One things that is constantly stressing me out in my life is the feelining of having too much to do. I rarely feel as though I am on top of things, or have time to rest.  There is always something else I should be doing, whether it is writing a paper that's due next week or cleaning my room.  It is very overwhelming to feel as though I am hardly ever on top of all the things I should be doing, so I often feel as though I am falling behind in the activities most people have no trouble keeping up with.  When I think I have a million things to do, I get discouraged and give up.  I dismiss finishing my math homework or walking my dog like I should, so that I can finally sit down and rest for a while.  When I do this, however, it eventually starts to pile up and I eventually get even more stressed out than I was originally.  I need to accept that I will almost always have some form of stress in my life, but that as long as I keep up with my jobs and duties, I should be able to keep the anxiety of it all under control.  I would rather have mild stress and have more of a handle on everyday life, than be able to lay around and eventually feel completely and totally overwhelmed.  Either way I have stress and worry, but at least when I attempt to stay on top of things I can keep it under control.  Basically, as long as I do what I can and don't get lazy, the stress doesn't mount up and take over my life. And I've been rambling on and on and on and on about this, and there's only so many ways I can say that I have anxiety...plus I'm pretty sure its been ten minutes so I'm getting stressed out by Krebs walking around the room when I literally have nothing left to write.  He just said two more minutes, but I have actually used up my entire vocabulary already in this massive paragraph and I really just want to be done.  I can't wait to go see Tony later.  It isn't a sure thing yet but I'm telling myself I'm going, so now I'm really excited.  I even took my adderall today so I'm not sure why this is running through my head?  Maybe because I already wrote everything I could on my stressed out life so I'm pulling things out of nowhere to talk about.  This daily journal is like a bad first date where I am forced to keep talking but I don't even care about what is coming out of my mouth.  I don't even know if anyone is going to be reading this? So it's like my date isn't listening to me.  I'm rambling because I have nothing else to do, and my date isn't listening.  What a nightmare.  God, please don't ever let me go on a date like this in real life.

Cinquain

My dog,
little puppy,
that has diabetes
needs to be walked every day.
She's fat.

Change

A
vacation
is
only
a
vacation
unless
you're
away
from
home

Daily Journal

I wake up and try to take a deep breath, but the deeper the breath the more severe the pain. The ground is hard beneath my back, and I feel a dull pain in my arm.  I look around, trying to make sense of where I am.  To my surprise and horror, I am in the middle of an unfamiliar jungle.  The ground begins to shake and rattle as I jerk to a sitting position.  The leaves on the trees slowly sway back and forth even though there is no wind, and my head is on a swivel looking for danger.  Immediately I suspect that I am experiencing an earthquake, until an ear-shattering roar tears through the forest and a massive t-rex emerges from the trees. He trots in my direction but soon picks up speed, and before I know it the ginormous dinosaur is running right at me.  I am in too much pain to move, so I sit calmly as he approaches. Growing in size with every passing second, the t-rex continues to sprint towards me. Just as I was expecting to him to pounce, the dino veered left and didn't even notice me.

Life Metaphor

It is about love, serving, and hanging in there for as long as you can.
You have to approach it with self confidence and a positive attitude.
It's just as easy to fall behind as it is to leap ahead, and a split-second decision can change it all.
You'll need some luck, but more importantly, you'll need to know what's coming next.
It is about learning from your mistakes, and being strong mentally and physically.
It's so simple to wonder 'how did I get myself in this position?' and have doubt reign over you.
Comparing yourself to others gets you nowhere, but learning from them takes you far.
Perfection is desired, and rarely acquired in the games of life and tennis.

Simile

I was as anxious as a cliff diver,
because she was as cunning as a fox.
I saw it coming like a head on crash, yet
I trusted her like a newborn trusts its mother.
Her confession cut in to me like a sword,
And I knew I had been right all along.

Best Friend

The best friend I've ever had was Veronica.  Losing her as a friend was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do-it was like going through withdrawal. I've had a lot of good friends throughout the years, but I've never experienced anything like what I had with Ronnie junior year.  She had the greatest sense of humor, and she truly said some of the most offensive things I have ever heard...but it was SO funny.  The best part about her humor was that her language was sprinkled with profanity that you would never expect to hear coming from a girl who is identical to a barbie doll.  She caught me off guard with every sarcastic comment she made, and she knew how to make me laugh harder than anyone.  We were inseperable for most of the year, and the joke was that we were dating.  If we didn't go hunting for boys every weekend I would say it was pretty close to a relationship.  We were attached at the hip all weekend every weekend, and her mom was honestly a third parent to me.  My parents adored her as well, and when I brought her to family events it was honestly like introducing my new boyfriend...but we didn't care.  I was bored and lonely without her, and we both admitted we didn't know what to do with ourselves when we weren't together. I can honestly say that because we had so much in common, and because I felt like she was a big sister to me, that I loved her with all my heart.  Once the snow melted we played tennis together, and I even joined the lacrosse team because she had suggested it. We were content going to parties together or sitting on the couch watching super troopers on a saturday night.  I felt 100% safe with her, and our worlds revolved around eachother for about ten months.  I loved every second of it but I can see that I took it for granted. I miss her and love her, and I think about the little things all the time.  If I could snap my fingers and make this year just like last year, I would.  I've made other friends, but they don't spoon with me, and the don't punch me if I accidentally touch their feet at night. No one can take Veronica's place, because I truly believe that our connection and friendship was something that doesn't come around every day.  It breaks my heart that things will never be the same, but regardless, nobody will ever take her place.  I learned so much from her carefree attitude and generous heart, that there is no way I could ever regret what took place during those ten months.  I could write for way more than ten minutes on this topic. To sum it up, I can leave you with this quote; "Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened."

10 Years From Now (absent)

10 years from now, I am 28 years old.  I am a succesful lawyer and real estate agent, selling homes and defending people in Florida and Minnesota.  I spend my weekends walking the beach outside my condo in Naples, or spending time with my family in my Edina mansion.  I spend my weekdays flying back and forth across the country, and working hard to make a difference in people's lives.  My family consists of me and my dogs, who obviously go with me wherever I go!

Simile Activity

1. A calendar is like a mirror because it will reflect back to you what you have done with your life.
2. A sandwich is like a first date because if you don't like it, you probably won't give it another chance.
3. An ice cube is like a cookie because most of the time, it's better to only have one in your mouth at a time.
4. A knife is like a whisper because they can both give goosebumps and cut deep.
5. Kissing is like a careful collision because it can take your breath away.
6. Vulnerability feels like a peeled grape.
7. Despair feels like leftover spaghetti.
8. Falling in love sounds like James Marsden because falling in love looks like James Marsden
9. A dentist’s drill feels like a friend's betrayal because they both can echo back to you, even after you try to forget about it.
10. Tomato soup tastes like bleeding hearts because it looks like bleeding hearts...gross.

Out of the dark we came, and into the even darker summer night.  My friend and I had rolls of toilet paper shoved into our big sweatshirt pockets, and we struggled to hold on to the ones that we were carrying.  Dangerous as it was, we made our way down the dark road toward our victim's house.  It was midnight, and we considered ourselves to be extremely crafty.  Excitement grew inside of us, and it was all we could do not to squeal as we approached our target: the huge oak tree.  Silence surrounded us as we began throwing the rolls into the air, and our anxiety built.  We tried to remain as quiet as possible, but with every step we took, we felt like the trumpet's could sound and awaken the entire neighborhood.  When we were done, my friend and I assessed the damage with massive grins and hushed giggles, and then ran the entire way home.  The next day, we reeked of guilt as we made eye contact accompanied by sly grins, but to this day we have kept this dirty little secret of TPing our friend's house to ourselves.

Ode To My Sister

Katie is beautiful, inside and out
Her nickname is Lumpy, but I can't tell you why
She is generous and has always shared with me
She is goofy and always makes me laugh
She's pretty dumb too, so I always look like the smart kid
Physically, we are opposites in every way, but somehow our voices are identical
She's younger than me, and still more mature.
She taught me how to put on make-up when I got to high school
I used to hate her a lot, but I adore her now because she doesn't tattle on me anymore.

Most Embarrasing Moment

One summer my friend Kaitlyn and I went boating together with our dads.  The day itself wasn't extremely hot, but the water was unusually warm for early summer.  Our dads were content with lounging on the speed boat, but Kaitlyn and I had our hearts set on tubing. We anxiously tied knots and connect ropes so that we could get the massive tube in the water.  It wasn't a regular donut shaped intertube though, it was more like a double-wide lawn chair, so we were in a sitting position as we sped across the waters' surface.  We are dare-devils when we're together, so we acted like we could conquer any challenge that arose during our day on the lake.  We repeatedly urged Kaitlyn's dad to press the boat faster and faster, until we were literally zooming across the lake.  Most of the waves we encountered were approached with ease and behind us within a blink of an eye- we were going too fast for the minor bumps in the water to really affect us.  Eventually though, we hit the wake of the boat wrong and literally flew up in the air.  Our legs and arms flailed around in slow motion before we crashed into the water, and by the time we returned to the surface, gasping, the boat was turning around to retrieve us.  The average intertube whipe-out isn't embarrasing at all, but this collision was so over the top I couldn't help but blush!

Bio Poem

Jessica
sensitive, silly, sassy
sister of Katie
sports, surprises, and safe secrets
scared about what the future will bring
smiles and sunshine
sarcasm and sweetness
spiders, snakes, and the open sea
someplace serene
stemming from Apple Valley
Mills

Haiku

He yelled "crack that whip".
I laughed as he chased Haley.
He got in trouble.

Zebra

Then I punched the lion between the eyes so he knew not to mess with me.  He glanced at the zebra, and then back at me before whimpering and running back into the forest.  The zebra was grateful that the lion did not eat him, so he offered me three wishes.  My first wish was that every single packer fan in the world lost their voice for the next week so I don't have to hear their stupid superbowl comments. Second, I asked to be the richest person in the world. Lastly, I wished that Mr. Currie could be my college professor so we could be BFF's for life. The zebra happily granted all my wishes, but before I could thank him, the lion sprang out of the woods and attacked him. I had no desire to get in the middle of an outrageous animal fight, so I counted the hundred dollar bills in my wallet and decided to continue my walk down the street so I could find a place to shop.

Thank You

Dear Herb,

I wanted to thank you so much for being such a great coach over the last few years.  When I tried out for tennis sophomore year I honestly had no clue what I was doing, but you still coached me and treated me like every other player on the team. Truthfully, almost everything I have learned about tennis I have learned from you, and I am so grateful for that!  You put up with all my crap during every season, and somehow you still managed to let me stay on the team.  Seeing you as both a tennis coach and a hockey coach, I can see that you really have a passion for sports and for helping athletes become the best they can be.  That sounds so cheesy, but I mean it!

Memorable Events List

-4 wheeling accident
-Michael and Corey
-mayma babysitting us
-drama camp
-being on LDT
-friendship with veronica
-ending the friendship with veronica
-summer tennis
-collin's death
-getting Riley
-boys...
-Lacrosse
-2003 summer from hell
-Relationship with aunt Chris, Jenna and my Mom
-Being a Daddy's girl
-Vacations (Florida, California, New York, Arizona, Wisconsin dells)
-Colleges

Journal Entry- Best Place

 The most beautiful place I have ever been is without a doubt the Gulf Of Mexico.  I consider it to be so beautiful not only because it is so tropical and relaxing to look at, but because it inspires me unlike any other place.  When I'm on the Gulf I am usually on my Grandpa's yacht.  Being on such an impressive boat just shows me what working hard can accomplish.  My Grandpa started his own company in the 1960's and has earned a great living off of it- knowing that he was able to work and earn something like a 36 foot boat is so impressive to me, and I am inspired to do great things in my future career as well.  I am also inspired by the Gulf because as we travel away from the inland area we slowly cruise past these amazing, gorgeous, multi-million dollar mansions right on the water.  Nothing makes me want to dedicate myself to making a good career for myself like these houses.  Each one has its own unique style, but they are similar in that they are all towering two-story buildings with massive balconies and a pool.  Some of the houses have fountains and statues, and most of them are decorated with speed boats or jet-skis attached to a private dock. I can honestly say that there is nothing that makes me want to pursue my wildest dreams of being rich and succesful like seeing these over-the-top houses.  Another reason I see this place as the most beautiful place in the world is because sometimes, in the bright and sparkly blue water, you can see dolphins playing.  I've always loved dolphins, but what I love the most is how they play in the wake of our boat.  They honestly do tricks and dive in and out of the water as they weave through our wake, and their playful and carefree attitude is a good way to balance out the idea of working until I make millions.  These adorable dolphins are a great reminder that while I should push myself to accomplish great things, I should also stop to smell the flowers.

Free Writing

In creative writing, I really want to expand my vocabulary.  When I write papers and essays for school I usually end up using the same descriptive words, and I think it would be good for me to have a better variety of adjectives to choose from.  That way I'll have an easier time getting my point across when I write essays, and I'll be able to paint a better picture for the reader.  I also want to learn how to write a short story.  I have always been pretty creative, but I wouldn't know how to create a proper short story if I really wanted to write one.  Basically, I just want to become a better writer when it comes to school essays, but also when it comes to leisure writing like poems and stories.