Hummmm Nitch So Gut :-/

Its been a while since I have entered anything but all I can say is whoopee :-/ . It’s been one of those days, weeks, months, years, lives whatever you want to say. In this week I have been told I’m not LDS and that I am going to hell because I drink coffee and that because I drink coffee I am no better than those people who rip someone else apart just cuz they like to, and I was told all of this by my ‘friends’. I also have been yelled at fist stuff that wasn’t my fault and told I was an idiot, and yeah…. So this week has… Well… SUCKED!!! :-P How come it always seems that when you really want to spend time with.. someone… anyone… there is no one around or willing to do something? Yeah I know I’m just pouting but hey we all have to do that now and then right?
On a better note I don’t think that I’m flunking any classes yet and it has been warm here :-) The weather had been great! It makes a person restless. I keep thinking that I might be able to go do something but I don’t know what :-/ On the up side I have written some more poems. I had to write one for my counseling session.
The Pool

Words can spin and words can fly,
Past the earth and past the sky,
To a pool that no life can see,
To the waters where no soul can sail free.
It is the place of dank and death,
And past the touch of life’s long breath.
Lays a life that this death has claimed,
Though its soul is still battered and maimed,
As a soul tortured; lost in ages of pain,
A life with hidden fears it shall contain.
In this pool of pain and rot,
Has not hope a soul brought,
But to the day and to the sun,
Comes a new tale that fait has spun.
Through the pain and bitter despair,
Has one come with light and bright flair,
And with one hand can lift a dead soul,
To a land hope can control.
Through the death and through the gloom,
Past the space where despair can loom,
Just one hand to escape the death,
Just one more chance to feel life’s long breath.

By: Haylee C. Toland
Some people like it some don’t but that’s normal. I wrote a song to go in one of my books too.


The warm sun touches the rich ripe field
Then summer may come and winter is killed
But the day soon grows short and the chill it comes
All will fade away my dear but all shall fade away

The pale moon graces the fare maiden’s hair
The young man holds her without a care
But time will pass for and age appear
All will fade away my dear but all shall fade away.

The young man grows the old man knows
That time will pass with endless woes
The young man sees nothing but now
All will fade away my dear, but all shall fade away.

Winter may fall and spring may come
The girls they dance with laugh and fun
But all too soon age will come
All will fade away my dear but all shall fade away



The young man rides to war to fight,
He gallops away with no foresight
His mother she know to home he may not come
For all must fade away my dear but shall fade away.

For here we ride and here we are come
To see what life our heart have the sum
And young and old our fait must succumb
For all must fade away my dear for all shall fade away.

By Haylee

Not going to use it all but there it is. You guys are the first to read it so take it as you will.
I also bought a new guitar he’s a beauty. Its’ almost exactly like my 1st one but it’s the newer version. His names Trayson and he rocks!!!!

Well I think that’s all my rambling for today.
God Speed ;-)