Makeup and Sweat!: October 2012

Thursday, October 25, 2012

North, South, East, West? There's only One Direction for me.

Ohhhhhh DEAR! (Head hung in fake shame.)

I've crossed over to the dark side... If the "Dark Side" entails amazing hair, gorgeous smiles, and heartmelting accents. Incase you haven't guessed it yet, I'm referring to One Direction.
This all began with me arguing with Ariana about how "absolutely lame" they are. She proceeded to show me pictures of them but I truly only had eyes for Zayn Malik and Nile Horran. I then had a few pictures on my phone of them but still thought "ehhh".

Well a couple of weeks later we're all sitting around the computer and we decide to look these boys up again. I think to myself, "hey they are all kinda cute." By this time, I'm not reeled in just yet.
Ariana tells me to watch the video Live While We're Young by One Direction. (At this point I'm still trying to convince Ariana that Harry Styles is UGLY.) Watching the video, I see that pictures do not do these boys justice... I kick myself now for saying how "ugly" Harry Styles is... He's freakin' GORGEOUS! Infact, they ALL are. Zayn Malik will always be my first pick and my first love though[;

I guess you could say, I'm hooked!
North, South, East, West, there's only One Direction for me that's best!

Monday, October 22, 2012

A Boxers Prayer

I ask you not for victory.....
for somehow, that seems wrong,
but only for protection
and the courage to be strong;

strength- not to conquer,

but just that I'll fight well
and prove myself a sportsman
at the final bell.

i ask you, christ of suffering,
that i should suffer pain
i'll offer it for all my sins
so that it won't be in vain

and if prehaps, he cuts me
and the bright red blood I see,
I ask that I'll remember
the blood you shed for me.

I need you in my corner
but likewise, in the order,
so that I'll remember
my opponent is my brother.

and I'll pray that you'll protect us
from injuries severe.
that we'll give the fans their value
and every cause to cheer.

and make each single act
of either one be fair,
so no matter who the victor
in the glory both can share.

and if by chance, he floors me
and the canvas I should meet
with your grace and strength
please help me to my feet.

Then should a little glory
somehow fall on me
please help me to remember
that I owe it all to thee.

Please help me to go the distance
through rounds with danger rife
not only in the boxing ring
but in the larger ring of life.

so I ask you not for victory....
for some how, that seems wrong,
but only for protection
and the courage to be strong.

strength of mind and body
so that I'll fight well
and the referee will raise my hand
at the judgement's final bell.