Elysha's World

Elysha's World

Tuesday, November 9, 2010


We eat turkey once a year
Instead of fish, or moose, or deer

We give thanks for all we own
For those we love, and all we’ve sown

We work hard until we’re done
The holidays are about fun

We think of our forefathers moving and coming
We think of them while our family we’re loving

It’s a time to give instead of take
It’s a time to sit and eat and bake

One can hear laughter with loved one and friends
Throughout the season until seasons end


Friday, June 4, 2010


Alliteration's a
wonderful word
and actually also
acutely absurd

It falls from my mouth
and rolls off my tongue
it's scary and saucy
and sometimes is sung

It fills up a sentence
with joy and delight
never annoying
the soul in the night

It's quite refreshing
like roses in bloom
continually cunning
my heart to consume

it is a mouthful
of joy and gladness
the sound is so soothing
it silences sadness

Elysha 2-25-10

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Guess it Didn't Work Out

You thought I was georgeous
You thought I was "the one"
You wanted something serious
I wanted something fun
I was sitting in control
And you a loaded gun
I would call you by your name
And you would call me "hun"
I considered myself chaste
But you called me a nun
I thought you were a rainy day
You took me for the sun
You were staying, sitting still,
When I began to run
You are standing at the start
and I am finished, done
It seems to me that you have lost
And you are stunned I won.

Elysha 2-26-10

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

This is My Reply

I tend to remember
all that you say
from elaborate words
to the simple phrase, "Hey"

I think of your message
and what it implies
and how I'm stuck with girls
and your stuck with guys

A smile is worth
a thousand words
just one makes me giddy
and act quite absurd

I think and I think
and I think and I thank
you for your love
until my mind goes blank

There's meaning in lyrics
there's passion in lead
write what you mean
for it's all in your head

Over and over
I read what you said
This is my reply
now I'm going to bed
Elysha 3-25-10

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Am I Right? Do I Write?

This whole blog thing is kind of a hit or miss for me, but I've decided to put some poetry on here. I started writing in the fourth grade and I never really stopped. I've written over 200 poems, and if you look at them in the order they were written it is like a big rhyming journal of my life. Here's a peek into what I'm really thinking sometimes.

I pushed you away
and I took some advice
If you live on your own
you won't have to think twice

I should have won
the Pulitzer prize
for the newest ideas
and my masking disguise

I kept to myself
and I wrote a new song
with me as the master
nothing ever went wrong

I pulled on some heart strings
but no one got through
I always decide
what you don't and you do

I toyed and I taunted
but I never quite meant it
I got mad at others
when on my line they bit

I guess in the end
we reap what we've sown
by never letting you in
I still ended up alone

Elysha 3-2-10

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Dear John

I watched the new movie Dear John today and I really liked it. It came out in Redbox, and I checked it out for free in the middle of the day. (I had a promo code.) I absolutely loved it. We did skip a scene in the middle of the movie, but besides that it was very clean, funny, romantic, cute, and basically an all around chick flick.

As I was watching the movie, I stated to think about all the people that I know that are serving in other lands. It made me want to be more patriotic, and to keep in touch with people through letter writing. I think that it's hard to do anything these days without it being electronic. I find writing therapeutic. I love to write poetry, songs, stories, e-mails, in my journal, notes, and even letters. I even have had the opportunity to use a type writer a few times in the last few months...of course it was an electric one, but it made me extremely happy none the less.

I think we should all write letters. It doesn't matter if it's to a far off friend, or to a next door neighbor. Who doesn't like getting a hand written note from someone that expresses thanks, or just a note to tell them that you were thinking of them?

Monday, May 24, 2010

Bring On the Rain

I've discovered something about my self today. I love the rain. Not only that, I just love the sound of running water. It doesn't matter what it is. It could be rain, a water fountain, any fountain, a river, lake, stream, a shower, whatever it is it makes me ponder and think about things better. I also love the smell of rain. It doesn't really rain a lot where I live, so I like when it's around. The only problem is that I don't really like getting wet. If I have an umbrella I'm happy. I also like listening to people play the piano, or listen to bands play classical or jazz music. My mind wanders and I can concentrate and know that my thoughts won't be interrupted. Maybe this is why I love these few things. It's a time my mind can just relax and think about things that have happened during the day. At these moments I also feel super creative, and I think of all sorts of crazy things to do. The rain does weird things to people. Today my teacher came into class wearing a Mohawk in order to teach us about stereotyping. Bring on the rain!

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Stay Inside S'mores

One day my roommates and I got extremely bored, so we decided to make some s'mores with mini marshmallows, Teddy Grahms, Kit-Kat bars, and heat them up with the burners on the stove. It was cheap, fun, and kept the house warm! I'd always wanted to roast marshmellows over a candle or something ever since I'd seen it done on The Wedding Planner. I am also slightly afraid of walking on man holes, getting my new shoes caught in them, having a pediactric docter named Steve save me, and later telling me that I have a big neck. Anywho, it's fun for the whole family. Caution: The burner on the stove WILL get hot, so don't touch it!

Don't Worry, Be Happy!

On Thursday after my management class I went to the library to study for the test. Studying went really well, and I even surprised myself with all the information that I was able to keep locked up in my mind. As I was walking to my class the next day, I decided to climb up the hill from a different point. It was a little easier, but I was still out of breath by the time I reached the top. On my way up I saw four guys running up and down the stairs on the hill. I was proud at them, but thought they were a little stupid at the same time. I got to the top of the hill at the same time as one of the other boys, and he was doubled over trying to catch his breath. When he saw me get to the top of the hill, he stood up and smiled as if to say, "That was easy. I'm totally in shape. I'm so excited to run back down this hill." Then one of the other boys that had reached the top of the hill did what I've wanted to do since I've been here. HE ROLLED DOWN THE HILL. He's inspired me. I then went and studied for a little bit longer. I showed up for my test after studying for an extra hour, and freaking out a little about how nervous I was to take the test. When my teacher walked in he started explaining a few things to us about the test. He told us he wanted to play us a song that would be the theme for the test. He then proceeded to play Don't Worry, Be Happy full blast. He also decided to sing at the top of his lungs in a Jamaican accent, while walking around the class smiling at all of us. It did make me feel better about the test, and I ended up getting a pretty good score. Who knew that that particular song could do so much?

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Slip, Slip, Slip and Slide

Today was okay. I went to school early and got a parking spot. The grass was wet from rain, and made the hill hard to climb. I've had this deep desire to roll down the hill. I love how green it is up here. I studied for an hour before class. Class was super long, but very interesting. After it was over I talked to the guy next to me, he was sitting next to me. We talked for a few minutes. I asked him about the quiz. I was going to leave so it didn’t get awkward, but he kept talking to me. So then he was like, “Want to walk?” as he pointed to the door, so we walked outside together. Then we talked for like ten minutes outside. Then we parted ways after exchanging phone numbers, and he asked me if I wanted to study with him for the test. He was so nervous, it was cute. He’s taller than me and has really pretty blue eyes. I obviously said yes. Then as I was walking down the hill to my car I totally slipped and fell on my hip. It hurt and I just laid there for a few moments. I eventually got up and looked around to see if anyone had seen me. As I finished going down the hill I noticed a guy looking at me with a “Are you alright” look on his face. I saw him and burst out laughing, while trying to imagine how I must have looked to anyone who was watching. Then I came home for lunch, watched an episode of bones, tried to figure out my online classes, bought some books, came home, did homework, ate dinner, more school work, and now bed.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

New School, New Babe Pool

I am now attending summer classes at a different University. The first day of class was really special. I slept in and so I was a little late getting to the college. That would have been fine, but there was absolutely no parking. After driving around I finally found a parking garage and found a spot in there. I practically ran to my class as I was now twenty minutes late. The school is situated on top of a hill and I'm not used to the altitude difference yet. By the time I got to the top of the hill I was breathing so hard that I thought I might pass out. When I got to my classroom I figured that I'd be able to sneak into one of the back seats.

WRONG! I go towards my classroom, and realize that the door is open and all of the kids in my large university class are staring at me. I was dressed nice because I had a job interview later that day. As I strolled through an isle to get to an open seat I felt like everyone was judging me thinking, "Oh, she must be one of "those" girls. I hope she's not in my group." I wanted to go up to the front of the room and explain how this was my first time on campus, how I didn't know where to park, and how I was a good hard working student. During a five minute break I decided to get to know the person in front of me. I tapped him on the shoulder and asked him what his name was. He hastily responded, "Kyle." I told him my name was Elysha and then promptly asked him where he was from. While we were talking he wouldn't turn around and face me while talking to me. He would just look over his right shoulder toward the wall. I couldn't figure out why he was acting this way until he said, "My wife would know. We have two kids." I felt stupid that I hadn't done a ring check in advance. I asked him about his kids and how he met his wife. After he realized that I wasn't flirting with him, and that I was interested in his family he wouldn't stop talking to me. He never did turn around and face me though. I really enjoyed the first day of class.

Later I was studying and I saw a high school friend saunter in across the room. I started texting her to try to get her attention. I texted her, "Look up." This is exactly what she did. She looked straight up at the ceiling. Then she looked around and looked up again. I was laughing pretty hard. I then texted her, "I mean look across the room." She looked across the room and she realized that I had been watching her the whole time. I couldn't contain myself anymore and burst out laughing. After I had a moment to compose myself, I walked over to her and talked to her for a few minutes. I can tell that I'm going to like this university all ready.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Wonder of Wonder

Yesterday I found out that a kid that I went to high school with passed away. Every time death stops by it makes me reevaluate my life and those close to me. I had a friend say, "Suddenly the basketball game doesn't seem so important." To me, suddenly all the little things I worry about in my life don't seem as important as helping the family in their time of sorrow. I live in a small town with exactly five stop lights. When one person is hurting we all in a way come together. I like the way Emily Dickinson makes death seem like a continuation of our life's journey in her poem Death.

Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.
We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.

Or rather, he passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown,
My tippet only tulle.

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.

Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity.

When I was in high school there were a lot of deaths, but one accident in particular made a great change in me. Two kids in my high school were killed in a car accident. It was a long hard week, but in the end I really learned a lot. Today is Mothers Day. A day to celebrate the one who brought you into this world. Turn off the TV, computer, Ipod, cell phone, and spend some time with your family. You never know when will be the last time you'll get to see them.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Who's that in the mirror?

I'm a graduate! I got my associates degree and am off to pursue my dreams and academic career else where. I haven't posted in a while, mostly because I wasn't quite sure what to write. I wasn't sure about my future, and I'm still in the process of figuring out my past. I realized that while people like to read stories about happy people and their perfect lives, that there really aren't a lot of people out there. People fail, lies are told, and some people walk out of our lives forever. My life has good and bad. I haven't always gotten the nicest things, the best grades, or everything that I wanted. I come from a divorced home, middle class, and have had to work hard for what I wanted. I realize now that this is all part of the human experience. When we fall we need to get back up, and when we're having a good day we need to smile and lift the hands that hang down. We are always continually growing and changing; sometimes we just need to look at something from a different angle.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Random Missing Objects

A few days ago during lunch, I came home to find the glass plate in our microwave missing. I asked everyone who was home if they knew where the plate was, but they all said they hadn't seen it. I continued on with my day, figuring that someone must have cleaned it, and then put it into their cupboard on accident or something. Later that night as Jade, Sparrow, and I sat down to eat our dinner, I casually brought up that the plate in the microwave was still missing. I turned to Sparrow, and asked her if she'd seen it. She said that she hadn't seen it, and asked me why I had only asked her. I told her that I'd already asked everyone else, and I was confused at why someone would come into our house and only steal the microwave plate. After a few minutes of silence, Sparrow finally said, "Okay, I broke it. I didn't mean to, and it wasn't my fault. I got it out to clean it and it just fell out of my hands. It wasn't my fault." I looked at Sparrow, and told her that we weren't mad at her, but that we just wanted to know what happened to it. I then asked her if she'd cleaned up the glass. She said, "Well I picked up the big pieces, but you might want to watch where you step." Jade and I jumped up from where we were sitting and very carefully ran into the living room. I put some shoes on and we speedily swept and mopped the kitchen before finishing our dinner.

Yesterday after my classes I went home to relax. I went into the bathroom and found that our shower curtains were missing. I went to Sparrows room and I asked her if she knew where the shower curtain was. She said she didn't, and went to check out the bathroom. I figured that Jade had taken it to clean it or something, but I figured that I'd have a little fun first. I said, "Sparrow! Someone has stolen our shower curtain! That is so rude. Someone must have broken in and taken it. We should tell someone."
Sparrow got really nervous and was about to fly down stairs and tell all the other girls when the door opened. Our landlords started walking up the stairs to tell us about an up coming cleaning inspection. Sparrow raced to them and said, "John and Diane, someone has stolen our shower curtain! I came home and it was missing! What should we do?"
They looked at her and said, "What are you talking about Sparrow, show us."
As Sparrow took them to look at the bathroom, Jade came up the stairs and I told her what had happened. We started laughing so hard that we were actually crying. When everything calmed down, Jade informed us that she had taken the shower curtain to wash it, and that it was down stairs in the washer. I just love my roommates.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

This is What Happens When College Students Don't Get Enough Sleep

Today I had a huge geology test on how to read maps. It wasn't as hard as I had expected, but I did study for at least four hours yesterday. I was so tiered at the library last night. My brain was so full and I felt like it was about to explode. I was studying with two of the girls that I live with. We were all needed sleep, were tiered of studying for the night, and we all wanted to leave. So I leaned over to Stu and started to be very facetious. I was like, "Remember when we took our geology fossil lab exam and instead of putting feces you put fetus!" We all burst out laughing. She couldn't remember the word for petrified poop, so she put the next best thing. So she said, "Remember when you were in your communications class last semester, and you confused the word circumscribed and circumcised in your speech!" We were laughing really loud and getting some funny looks. I then decided to play the closing song of the library very loud on my Ipod on the main floor, because we were leaving. The librarian told me to turn it off and gave me a very sour face. So I turned it off and we left while crying from laughter. It was over all a good day.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Don't Stop!

Today I had a very odd experience. Usually when I walk down the sidewalk between classes, I like to think of everyone as cars. I tend to walk really fast, so it's hard to get around a group of students that are walking extremely slow. I always feel like I'm in a traffic jam. Occasionally I go off-roading and walk on the grass to get around a backed up group. Things can get especially dangerous if people are texting and walking. They walk like 5 SPH (steps per hour). It's also really annoying if someone walks down the wrong side of the side walk, this can occasionally cause major problems, and sometimes minor accidents.

Today I got up early to finish some of my homework before my first class started. I decided to walk to the library to get it done. As I was walking the guy in front of me started to slow down significantly. It's usually really rude to just speed by someone while in the same lane as them, so I decided that I'd slow down, and enjoy my walk to the library. As we continued he kept walking slower and slower, while looking over his shoulder, until he was at a complete stop in the middle of the sidewalk. I finally decided that I'd walk around him, and as I did he started back up again and was keeping the same pace as I was side by side. I smiled and said hello as I tried to walk away as swiftly as possible. He started talking to me, and even knew me by name. I had no idea who this strange man was, and this was a problem because he was extremely cute. He kept asking me all sorts of questions, and I answered them like we were old friends or something (all the while racking my brain trying to put a name of a place with his face) We finally got to the library and said our goodbyes. Once I had found a table to sit at in the library, I remembered where I knew him from. I had met him in the Communications Club a few weeks ago. I felt really bad that I didn't remember who he was, but I'm just hoping that he couldn't tell.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Stuck in the Middle

Today in my English class we discovered who has and who hasn't been abducted by aliens. Basically if you sleep with your bed next to a wall, ever woken up scared in the middle of the night, or if you've ever been afraid of what's in your closet, than you've been abducted by aliens! I feel a little bit better knowing that my English teacher cares about us enough to shed some light on this extraterrestrial situation. Over half of my class now knows that their minds have been taken over.

After I left that class I got into a few awkward situations. I seem to be really good at getting my self mixed up in the middle of things, literally. To leave the building one must pass through two sets of double doors with a bar in between each set of doors. As I was leaving a really cute guy decided to hold the door open for me. That would have been fine, except it was a push in door. So he pushed in the door and held it open for me. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to wait for him to open the other door, so I just froze there for a minute. Then I decided to open the other door, but as I held my arm out to open the door, someone pulled from the other side and we stood there face to face in this tiny space with the really cute guy to my right. The person who had opened the door was surprised, but backed up and let me go through. I smiled and swiftly walked to my next destination. When I got there three people came out of three different doors, and they all looked at me as if to say, "Which door are you going to walk through?" They didn't know whether or not to hold their doors open for me. I finally went to one and as I walked through, once again someone came through the other side of it. We slid past each other and I continued on to my destination. I guess the saying "When one door closes another one opens" doesn't really apply to me. Now I look at the world through new eyes. My new saying is "When one door opens, another one opens."

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Sometimes I Take Life For Granite

Today I went on a field trip with my geology class. We visited some cool sights and got to spend a lot of time on a mini bus. I started talking with the girl next to me, and she told me that she watches Jay Leno every Monday night for the headlines. I don't really watch Jay Leno, so I asked her what she meant. Apparently, her family watches Jay Leno every Monday night to see what's going on in the world. I was quite surprised. When I want to know what's going on in the world I watch the news or check on websites like CNN. After a while I decided that I needed some alone time, so I moved as far to my right as possible, took out my I-pod, and pretended like I was doing something very important. I've really enjoyed being in my geology class. I've learned to identify all sorts of rocks and minerals. All day long we were making nerdy jokes like,"It's been a gneiss (nice) day."
"I think you take me for granite."
"You rock hard core."
"Look at that schist!"
"You crack me up."
"That's not my fault."
I love geology! I even wrote a poem about minerals.

My Ode to Minerals

I think minerals
are really great,
especially when
we get to date.

They've been on
this Earth so long,
that I'm writing an ode,
but also a song.

An ode to their cleavage
and their many sides.
sometimes their true nature
in the interior hides.

I find it intriguing
their composition and luster,
to grow in the Earth
their courage must muster.

Sometimes they go streaking
to show their true color,
they get quite upset
if their color is duller

On the hardness scale
we find if their strong.
Sometimes their deceiving,
and turn out all wrong.

Some are magnetic,
acid, or salty.
Each is unique
and is perfect, not faulty.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Think Before You Speak

I have a tendency to speak without thinking sometimes. Usually my brain catches up with my words right after I say them. This weekend I decided to check out a new university campus. A really attractive guy named John gave our group a tour of the campus. While we were walking out of the college library one of John's friends came over, gave him a high-five, and started talking to him. As his friend was leaving, he turned to John and said, "So how's the dating life?" John turned to him and said, "I'm working on it." I was the first one to the big double doors leading out of the library. I wasn't sure if we were leaving the library yet so I turned to John and said, "Are we going out?" I had just heard what his friend had said, and so it sounded very planned, but it wasn't. No one else got my stupid joke, but the look on John's face was priceless as he smiled and said, "Yeah, we're going outside."

A few days ago some of my friends decided to have a BBQ. I got my food and went to sit down with my friends. After a little while, my friend Chipp went to get a drink. As he was walking back, I picked up a chip off of my plate and said, "Hey Chip!" I thought that I was secretly being very funny and that no one would get my humor. Imagine my suprise when I hear, "Are you talking to me or to the chip?" We all ended up laughing for the next few minutes.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

It's Been A Long Time Coming

I've decided to try out blogging for the first time. This blog is for anyone who has ever had a blonde moment, an awkward moment, or even just a moment (when you lock eyes for a few seconds with someone accross the room.) I'll be telling and retelling stories that actually have happened to me or someone I know, so sit down, hold on tight, and enjoy the ride. Welcome to my world. :)

DISCLAIMER: All of the names and places in this blog have been changed.