"Ohhhh You Make Me Smile"

Once apon a time there was an ordinary girl, who lived in an ordinary place in a far away land called South Dakota. She had a best friend named Kat. At lunch her and Kat would eat saltines dipped in pink frosting while Megan drew her superhero pictures. Megan always made everything funny and sometimes the ordinary girl and Kat would laugh so hard theyd almost pee their pants. Yep, this group of friends was nothing but "ordinary" but over time they would become EXTRODINARY to the life of this ordinary girl.

Here is her story as seen through her eyes...

"I cant do it" I said. "Yes you can", we both laughed because we knew she was wrong. I looked up at my best friend Katherine who was spotting me. I reached my hands up and griped the bar. What were we thinking!? Two girls in weightlifting, at school. When we were regrestering for Junior classes we both need a gym credit and Megan had sayed that class would be easy. So there we were trying to bench the bar.
I met Katherine sophmore year. Fate brought us together when we were placed in the same math class. Then sat by eachother at lunch. For the longest time we never really talked and if we had only known we would be best friends or the way things would end up im sure we wouldnt have wasted time being strangers to eachother. Me and Katherine became such close friends. We both understood eachother. Even if we couldnt find the right words to say what we ment, we just felt eachothers pain and happiness. In gym class we would sing and laugh and im sure people thought we were crazy but we didnt really care. Our best friend song was "Smile" by Uncle Kracker. The day I left that song came on the radio and we cryed. Iv never seen Katherine cry before. She's been through alot but she is so strong. I hope to be more like her. She made me a book full of pictures of us and quotes and told me not to read it until I was on the air-plain. I had an 11hour layover in Oregon where I spent the night at the airport. I felt so alone and scared about starting a new life in Hawaii so I read her book. She wrote a letter to me in the beginning of it... "(Lynn)...no ocean can seperate me and you forever. We will see eachother again someday, even though we might be a little older and a little wiser our frindship will be the same as it was when you left." Golly I love that girl <3

"Me and Kat, we was like best friends before we were born... it just took
us a while to find eachother"-Lynn

Lynn to Kat "Isnt it sad how the friendlist people in school have like no
friends?" Kat "Yahhh... I know that feeling" Lynn "WHO AM I?"


"Your better than the best. Im lucky just to linger in your light. Cooler than the flip-side of my pillow, thats right. Completly unaware, nothing can compair to where you send me lets me know that its ok, yeah its ok and the moments when my goodtimes start to fade... You make me smile" -[Smile by Uncle Kracker]

Happiness From Pain

Iv learned that happiness sometimes comes from pain... Reality is that sometimes life just hurts, it dosent make sence, it dosent seem fair. Maybe two lives are brought together as a result of something bad, but maybe we can look back on that bad thing and in a way appreciate it because of it joining our lives together. Why has life made you sacrifice more then me when we are both getting the same rewards? Maybe before this life we cared about eachother so much that, and your being the strong person you are, were willing to go through it so we could be placed in eachothers lifes. I wish I could have done more, felt your pain so I could honestly say "I understand" as I cryed with you. Is it logical to wish for more hurt in my life? For more fairness? Is that silly or stupid or do these feelings have another word that they should go by, selflessness? Maybe lifes lessons have taught you to be enduring and hopefull and strong, and watching you taught me to be selfless. Thankyou for holding on, for enduring what you did. My life could never be the same without you.

Forgotten Language

Forgotten Language
By: Shel Silverstein
Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the houseflyin my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questionsof the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dyingflake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .
How did it go?
How did it go?

The Ocean

I love the ocean. I love the sound of crashing waves and the natural "high" I get when I see the sunsetting beyond them. When Im near the ocean I feel so small, and sometimes helpless. I think thats because it makes me relise how big this world is and how we are all just tiny specks trying to find our place in it all.

When I was living in Hawaii I made a promise with Ana, one of my very best friends, who lived far away to take a walk to the ocean everynight. She told me when I got there to sing or think about life, my wishes, my dreams ... wonderful, happy, sad things. She told me to pick up a seashell or a small rock and just hold it in my hands while I was thinking and before I left eachnight through it back into the ocean. Until now it was our little secret. Maybe this is why I love the ocean so much, because each night I threw my thoughts and feelings into it with hopes of every dream coming true... hoping someday everything would be alright.