Category: Junior Literary

This is an art piece I am very proud of. It is very powerful and meaningful.

This Piece is simply titled “dinosaur tennis.” As you can tell, there is no capitilization, and that part is completely intentional. Dinosaur tennis is a metaphor for life, as we are all dead on the inside, and have indulged in the good fun of not only tennis, but many other sports. Dinosaur tennis is representative of those tired teenagers who long for the weekends, or the future days in the sun.

The color pallet is very limited. primary colors with the exception of the stegosaurus, who is the outlier in the crowd. The stegosaurus wants everyone to be unique and individual, just as they are to this piece.

The tennis ball represents the sport of tennis. However, it can also represent alot of other things. The void. The light. The hopes and dreams we all hold dear to our hearts. Everything in life can be rounded, and unending. the circular tennis ball is the same. Circles have no end.

The tennis net is more than a net. It is our feelings. our emotions. A net that means we are trapped. We are caught in whatever is holding us back. When can we break free? One may never know, but at least we can laugh and have good humor while we wait. Life is a waiting game. Dinosaur tennis is a waiting game.

While the sun is not intentionally representative of a religious figure, One can perceive it that way. If you wish to take it as a figure watching down upon you, seeing  your every action, i have no right to stop you. Art can be metaphorical, but all metaphors are different. I only wish for the sun to be the sun. A big wad of fire, just as the tennis ball is a circle. Circles are reoccurring in ones life. My life has a lot of circles. Donuts in the parking lot, donuts in the cafeteria. I love circles that are donuts.

What do you get from dinosaur tennis? do you see meaning and value? or do you see something much more simple than that? what is your dinosaur tennis? Have you seen a dinosaur before? Is tennis real? Is anything real? The earth is a sponge and I am its oyster.

Who are you?
What did you do to me?
When did you trap me in this love?
Where were we? 
Why not someone else?

Who am I to care about you?  Who am I to worry about you, every day? Who am I to run to you, even when I do not want to?

What is this feeling I feel when we talk and when we do not talk? What is this sound my heart makes when I hear your voice? What is this smile that comes, when you make me laugh, or the frown that comes when you make me cry? What is this disappointment I feel, when you let me down?

When did I fall? When did you fall, if you fell at all? When did we fall, if we fell together? When will you fall, or will you ever fall?

Where did I meet you? Where did you meet me? Where did we meet, what day, what time? Where will we meet again? Where will my heart meet yours, if they are on their way to the same destination?

Why do I love you? Why do you love me, if you love me at all? Why will you not tell me, or let me go?

All the questions I should not have if we were falling in love... together.

9:14 pm

The smell of six day old Diet Coke from Sonic is soothing. It is mostly melted ice but it still smells exactly like Sonic Diet Coke and last weekend when it was dark outside and I begged to stop for Diet Coke. I’m heating up pizza rolls for the second time today. Why can’t I have a 50 count if I want to? My brain would say its because it’s too much and I’ve already eaten so much today, and maybe I have, but if I were to verbalize it I’d say it’s because I’m full. That’s a lie. I’m never full and maybe it’s because I haven’t been hugged today or I haven’t had enough pizza rolls or maybe because I remembered that my parents put me down and never picked me back up or maybe I realized that everything is so fleeting and I’m just grasping at air like tickets at Chuck E. Cheese. Like when I’d go to some kid’s birthday party, never my own because mom always told me next year, even though I always knew next year we wouldn’t have the money either, when the birthday kid would grasp at the floating tickets. Except I can’t cash in tickets for some temporary tattoos or bouncy balls. Except I don’t catch any either because it’s not my birthday, even though in my daydream it is, because my Chuck E. Cheese birthday party is next year, right mom? Six pizza rolls are left on the plate and if I’m still not full after that I’m not sure I have the heart in me to heat up the rest. However, after those ten pizza rolls left in in the bag I’m sure it wouldn’t do much. Maybe those Chuck E. Cheese prizes have been the missing link. My birthday is in in a couple of months and I really hope that this is the year.

I am writing this for the comfort of others, in case there is anyone who feels and/or thinks the same way as I....

I constantly tell people it is not safe to leave me anywhere alone. Simply because it means all that I have is me and my thoughts. Those things are not safe, at all. Most of the time, I do a mental re-cap of my day. I think about the things I did,the things I could have done, the things I should not have done, the things I said, the things I could have said, or the things I should not have said.

And if I am not doing that, I am over-thinking about the things I have to do for the next day, week, month, or year. Lately, I have been finding myself doing it more than usual though. I honestly believe it is because of the time of year it is. It is getting close to the end of the year, which means that I am about to be a senior. That also means that next year, people are going to be really looking up to me. In my mind, I keep asking myself, “Is this really happening, right now?” Surprisingly, myself answers back and says, “Yeah, it is. There is nothing you or I can do about it. So, buckle up and prepare for the ride.” It is just…. unbelievable.

I am already planning out all of the activities I am going to do or lead, the room I want to reside in, who I want to reside with (both room and suite wise), and what all I want for the room. I did not realize that I am such a critical thinker, especially of myself. I do not necessarily think it is a bad thing though. It just makes me feel as though I have a lot on me. Even though I know most of this stuff is not due until NEXT YEAR. I will be alright though, I think.

See what I mean about leaving me with my thoughts. This is what happens when I'm left with my thoughts. SOMEBODY SAVE ME!!

Wow, I’ve been really busy lately. Its convention season, which means you guys get to hear all about my convention experiences and costumes I’m working on. Not much I can say at the moment, but i’m planning a whole bunch of Danganronpa cosplays. Maybe a big sewing project over spring break. Lots of props.

Recently I turned seventeen, which is pretty cool I guess. I’ve survived a whole bunch of days. In the grand scheme of things, it may not be that long. But it could be half my life. We won’t know until later in life. Interesting thought. Live your best life, just in case a bad day at seventeen ends up being your actual midlife crisis.

Last weekend, I worked at a local dad/daughter dance. They needed a princess, and I happened to cosplay Princess Ariel. It was really fun! I got to do a lot of improv to answer all the questions that were thrown at me. I got to dance around with my ‘new’ legs. As you guys know, I have two versions of Ariel, one of them being the mermaid tail, and the other being the dress she wears in the boat scene. The mermaid tail isn’t too fun to move around in.

I celebrated my birthday with some of my hometown friends by going free prom dress shopping. you heard it right, free prom dresses. We had went to the mall to hang out, and ended up getting dresses. It was some type of charity or foundation- ill look up the details sometime- that gave old prom dresses to girls in the seventh-twelfth grade. It was a really cool experience to go dress shopping with a few friends. We weren’t even planning on doing that! it was very in the moment.

I’m waiting on some pictures from a cool photo shoot I did recently to come in. I recreated a scene from the exorcist, and its pretty cool.

So, overall, lots of cool things going on!

Hi hello, Vic here. I’ve been really connecting with music lately, so I thought, “hey why not share it with other people?” With that being said, here are my top five songs that I listen to when I’m in five different moods. Enjoy.

• I Hope to Be Around- Men I Trust

I cannot stress enough how much I love Men I Trust. They have such an eccentric vibe. This song is what I like to listen to on a calm Sunday morning when I’m sitting at my desk by the big window. I’m usually painting at this time, or collaging. You know, soaking in all that sun. This song is definitely for a more calm, zen-like vibe, I guess you could call it.

• Feels Like Summer- Childish Gambino

I came across this song on my discover weekly a few months ago, and I just really liked it for the beat and sound. However, when I actually started listening to the lyrics I realized the deeper meaning behind this song. It’s talking about how our planet isn’t doing too good. As someone who is very passionate about this earth and what it has come to, this song really hit hard. It’s all around a great song, and has an amazing message behind it. I really appreciate what Childish Gambino did with this song.

• TEST DRIVE- Joji

This is the song I listen to when I’m in my feels, but I’m trying to get out of it. The song is sad when it comes to the lyrics, but the beat and music behind it is just kinda upbeat and chill. It’s very nice, and I recommend it to any sad boyz that are in need of a pick me up.

• Goodie Bad- Still Woozy

Still Woozy is currently my favorite artist. He has this funky taste with his music. It’s very unique and different, and I very much so enjoy it. Still Woozy is what I like to listen to when I’m at school or just walking around downtown. I’m not sure exactly why, it just serves me well, honestly.

• Somebody- Bazzi

This song is what I listen to when I’m in need of motivation and focus because the song itself is about reaching your goals and the obstacles and people that get in the way of that. It always reminds me that I have something that I’m committed to and nothing can get in the way of that.

 

Spring break is next week, and honestly, I’m so ready. I really just want to use the week to recharge, and I already have some plans for it. I was talking to my best friend, Jennifer, earlier, and I told her one of my little projects for this break was a quote board. I’m gonna take different quotes that I really enjoy and just paste them all together with some pictures and such. Her response was “Oooh how Pinteresty,” but we’re gonna work on it together. My other project is a present for her. My dad just told me Sunday night that I am going to be working concessions at his powerlifting meet. That’s honestly one of my favorite things to do because I just like working concessions for whatever reason. What sucks about this time, though, is that I won’t be able to actually see the meet. Usually, the “stand” is a table set up behind the racks, so we can see the meet while we work, but we’ll be at a different school so the stand will be set up differently. Maybe my mom will let me take breaks to watch the meet? I doubt it though. Concession gets really busy around lunch time, so we’ll have four or five people at a time ordering three or four things. It’s a little difficult to manage that much stuff already, but then you have to add in the change. And that’s between two people. Also, I’m really slow with math under pressure. So…. it’s not a great situation at times, but I still love it. I’m really looking forward to break now. 

Sometimes, the world just was it out for you. I know I shouldn’t say that, but it’s true. Sometimes the world just gets angry and needs someone to take it out on. It’s horrible because you start to question what you could have possibly done to make her (the world) so vengeful. Maybe she is heartbroken, and you happened to have waltz into one of her tears. Now you’re drowning, and there honestly seems to be no way out.

Now, I guess I have conjured up this idea because I need to blame something. I don’t want to blame you. Despite the fact that I should and that I need to, which everyone has been very vocal about, I just can’t find it in my self to hate you. Do you remember when I used to write you letters? Or that leather bracelet I gave you and you wore until it fell apart? That piece of toast I drew on your wall because you were sad and I wanted you to be able to look at something and smile? All of this was before we fell in love. Part of me wishes we could go back to then. The other part of me isn’t ready to let you go yet.

I can’t blame cancer either. I mean, if cancer was personified I would probably beat it with a steel pipe, but I can’t do that. I can’t really put my finger on cancer, yet along point at it. I can’t blame cystic fibrosis either, for the same reason. I’m sure cancer and CF didn’t get together one day and decide over tea that “hey, let’s kill Savannah’s friends a week apart.” No, I don’t imagine they know each other that well.

So I come back to you, and I want to scream and cry, but I feel like I’ve done too much of that already. I want to say I never want to talk to you again, but I would be lying. I want to say I don’t love you anymore, but that’s just not true. I can apologize to everyone that disappoints, but all of these tragic events have made me miss you more. I guess part of me wants to hold on to something.

I don’t blame you. I don’t blame cancer or cystic fibrosis. The world just has it out for me right now. Maybe I’m naïve, but that’s what I want to believe. I’m tired of asking you why you had to do this to me, so I will just blame the leaves and the grass and the air. I’ll get angry at the pink and purple sky. It’s easier to blame one thing for my problems rather than multiple different things. The world put all three of you here, so I feel justified. I can handle being mad at the world. That’s an easier pill to swallow than grieving… or being mad at you.

there was once a way i looked at things

with side ways glances 

or just a smile 

i never looked long enough 

to see just how much damage 

there was held behind your eyes

i’m sorry now 

i apologize for every moment of mistreatment 

and ignorance 

i am here now

i am who i always needed to be 

who you needed me to be 

i wish i would have always been this person

i would give up the world for you

if human hands could touch the sun

i would pluck it from the sky

and give it to you 

i would steal the light from the rest of the universe 

just so you wouldn’t have to spend another moment in darkness

no one could hurt you again 

you’d be so bright 

and never feel pain again