tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822844369512059372024-03-20T23:34:04.984-07:00The truth hurts, so we lie..made in the heart.Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-22931552539794039392010-04-09T18:25:00.002-07:002010-04-09T18:30:56.059-07:00the truth.every one always prepares themselves you know? you next day, next month, even next year. no one ever thinks that they might not even get there. that all those preparations could go to waste, and making them is wasting the little time you have left. we all always have to make choices. even if we our unaware of it, we are constantly making these choices. choice after choice. day after day, and what most don't see is that one little choice, one second, could make or break your existence. and even though we all witness choices being made every day of our lives, its still sad everytime we see someone make the wrong one.Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-82651998020097048272010-04-09T18:25:00.001-07:002010-04-09T18:25:40.308-07:00the truth.Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-40674637072021185442010-02-12T19:33:00.000-08:002010-02-12T19:37:43.962-08:00alot of times, you have no idea whats going to come next. nothing in life is planned out, you live... things happen and eventually one day you die. we dont know what day that will be on, or what hour. we have no idea how it will happen, or who we are going to leave behind in the end. we just know its coming, it could be right around the corner. so what you have to do is make the best of your life, enjoy every moment. you have to do everything you want to do, dont hold back, dont have regrets. just do it. thats what it comes down to. they say when you die your life flashes before you, im telling you this, make sure its worth watching.Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-28960669815909942172010-02-06T20:22:00.000-08:002010-02-06T20:24:11.600-08:00it will be okay.<span class="quote"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"The thing is, it's hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely, because almost everyone has that smallest bit of faith and hope that one day they would open their eyes and it would all come true. At the end of the day, faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it, It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale is slightly different then your dream. The castle, well it may not be a castle. And it's not so important that it's happily ever after '' just that it's happy right now. See, once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you. And once in a while, people may even take your breathe away."</span></span></span></span>Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-30590400478688004922009-12-28T17:05:00.000-08:002010-02-06T20:25:16.395-08:00death.<span class="quote"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCFF;">It doesn't matter what you have or what you don't. It doesn't matter who you are and who you want to be. It doesn't matter what might happen to me now because of my actions. When someone in your life, someone you loved,was going to die because of you, wouldn't you do anything to stop it?</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"> </span></span></span>Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-66366735588822765882009-12-26T12:15:00.000-08:002009-12-28T17:04:50.253-08:00love never fails.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;"><span class="quote" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b>So let's think back on all that has happened this year. Not on a list here. Just be honest with yourself. You see all the major ones first. Then the little things that made you smile, and the ones that made you sad. But always remind yourself of the ten good things there are for the bad ones. But that also works in reverse. It takes no more time to see the good side of life than to see the bad. So take your time to make yourself happy rather than be bitter about all that's happened. It may be a little hard to see any good, but it's always there if you look.</b></span></span></span> </span>Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-51214398114354883732009-11-22T19:10:00.000-08:002009-11-22T19:11:32.087-08:00a sudden relization.<span class="quote">There are moments in your life that make you and sets the course of who you're going to be. sometimes they're little, subtle moments. Sometimes, they're big moments you never saw coming. No one asks for their life to change, but it does. Its what you do afterwards that counts. Thats when you find out who you are.</span>Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-24234658610955563752009-11-22T19:02:00.000-08:002009-11-22T19:15:46.654-08:00I didn't believe in miracles, till I met you.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRDKmQhGV_f0vy_TpdUtSD2PQpChQzh7-wg3LJKjNGj7J9UimyEu6qE856kbut3JitghhdGOxfCJ3OL7qQxnX76lgXW0hFIoY-oy2NUg371124RTh_KFaOqGgPblQnuG5PAFjn-J9evpQ/s1600/various-photography-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRDKmQhGV_f0vy_TpdUtSD2PQpChQzh7-wg3LJKjNGj7J9UimyEu6qE856kbut3JitghhdGOxfCJ3OL7qQxnX76lgXW0hFIoY-oy2NUg371124RTh_KFaOqGgPblQnuG5PAFjn-J9evpQ/s320/various-photography-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407132508102972482" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="quote">all you have to do is keep going.<br />keep fighting.<br />keep breathing.<br />keep moving forward.<br />never give up.<br />and never show them when you want to.<br />stand tall.<br />hit hard.<br />be strong.<br />prove to them that your worth it.<br />...and maybe, you might just make it after all.</span>Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-9024678918372553322009-11-16T22:02:00.000-08:002009-11-16T22:05:55.047-08:00win or lose, the sun will shine tommorrow.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWq_BbVKSmfUEZInqZuirnGcfDcFLsxxRriGHLUBbhwDy-_02VEDCd4JiJqBdPv82-crzQDe7pjo8bPDRKp8R1PABYPWtOF-IW4uKeafstvFjbKtB_gz25FkxlgRw_4g7jIO1x-lSNMg/s1600/th_basketball-4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWq_BbVKSmfUEZInqZuirnGcfDcFLsxxRriGHLUBbhwDy-_02VEDCd4JiJqBdPv82-crzQDe7pjo8bPDRKp8R1PABYPWtOF-IW4uKeafstvFjbKtB_gz25FkxlgRw_4g7jIO1x-lSNMg/s200/th_basketball-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404949829884043458" border="0" /></a><br />It's not about getting a scholarship, getting drafted, or making Sports Center. It's a deep need in us that comes from the heart. We need to practice, play, to lift, to hustle, to sweat, to compete. We do it all for our teammates. We don't lift weights with a future Olympic wrestler; we lift with a future doctor. We don't run with a future Wimbledon champion; we run with a future CEO. It's a bigger part of us than our friends and family can understand. Sometimes we play for 200,000 fans, sometimes for 25. But we still play hard. You cheer for us because you know us. You know more than just our names. Like all of you, we are still students first. We don't sign autographs for money. But we do sign college applications, SAT exams, and student body petitions. When we miss a kick, or strike out, we don't let down an entire state. We only let down our teammates, coaches, and fans. But the hurt in our hearts is the same. We train hard. Lift, throw, run, kick, shoot, dribble, swim, and lift some more, and in the morning we go to class. Still the next day in class we are nothing more than students. It's about pride; in ourselves, in our school. It's about our love and passion for the game. And when it's all over; when we walk off that court or field for the last time, our hearts crumble. Those tears are real. But deep down inside, we are very proud of ourselves. We will forever be what few can call ourselves.. high school athletesRachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-65870497638842007502009-11-16T21:52:00.001-08:002009-11-16T22:02:15.044-08:00kindly unspoken.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvTvxlkvA1IAA4j1CQIMC-76C4Tego0MH_DhIHa7aiqLps9q_AtArHWMVRVhF2ItvgkmpFgWBWeVFafFkXdyIhp2tj-iYI_zaxeA-HYjmZ58yrwgae_OIQ74pwJCjjSkU6jj7ktPuUMOA/s1600/youmakemesmile.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvTvxlkvA1IAA4j1CQIMC-76C4Tego0MH_DhIHa7aiqLps9q_AtArHWMVRVhF2ItvgkmpFgWBWeVFafFkXdyIhp2tj-iYI_zaxeA-HYjmZ58yrwgae_OIQ74pwJCjjSkU6jj7ktPuUMOA/s320/youmakemesmile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404948756516509554" border="0" /></a><br />You know when your singing along with a song, and you know all the words because you really love it. And then someone talks, or a door closes and you cant hear the music anymore, but you keep singing anyways, Then when you can hear it again your still perfectly intune with it. Yah well thats what love is.Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682284436951205937.post-91809274786436683752009-09-26T15:47:00.000-07:002009-11-16T22:02:38.045-08:00another girl sings about a boy.Yah your always going to love them. When you love someone, you cant just stop, you either never did or you always will. so yes, yes i will keep singing about you, i hope your picture never falls. because b, i still love you, i always will.Rachel Knollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08106331287645846740noreply@blogger.com0