Skateeeee

do you know how hard it is to skate???

like you first need a board and then (if you're clumsy) you need elbow pads and knee pads and a helmet and good balance and confidence and a brain that knows what its doing.

its freaking hard

tbh i absolutely hate skating

more than half of my friends love it

all you do is fall on your butt

and you get sore feet

so those who love it, stay loving it cause you're awesome:)))))

Soft heart

"having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness"

its hard to love those who bring you down and make you feel worthless

i think that everyone sees being strong as not crying after a breakup or not showing any weakness when someone gets hurt or not crying in the movie everyone cries in

but i think being strong is knowing how to love those who don't love you and to put yourself at someones level to understand them more. being strong is having a soft heart, loving those who make you feel like you're hard to love.

which kind of strong do you want to be?

the quote i put is something that a lot of people struggle with to have, and i think if you do have a soft heart then you are the one that is strong.

Sting ray

this is the story of the time i got stung by a sting ray

every spring break, my family goes to oceanside California, we go with family friends and rent out a beach house, next to the pier and just have the time of our life.

catching waves, getting tan, eating rubys on the pier, riding bikes, etc...

one evening, everyone had gone up to the hot tub and my friend, mollie, and i stayed behind to catch the last wave, before we went in.

as we're walking through the water, playing around, i step down and feel this sharp pain just go through my foot, and i scream so loud, it hurt so bad. but i wasn't going to let this, make me miss the wave. so mollie and i go up, to catch the wave, she gets it and I'm in so much pain i don't even get half way up.

as we swim back to shore, i step my foot on the sand and theres just blood everywhere, so i start booking it up to the showers, leaving blood marks the whole way. i start washing off my foot and finally after like 10 minutes of us standing there it starts to stop bleeding.

so we go meet our families and i tell my dad what happened and he says he's pretty sure i just got glass in my foot or something. so my dad, my brother and the other dad that was there, carry me to where we were staying, lay me down and the next thing i know, my dads has a pocket knife and starts to work on my foot and i just start freaking out. my brother comes over and holds me down and I'm just crying, kicking, screaming, whatever i can do to get out of there.

after about, literally 1 min, my dad gives up and says we're going to the ER so they run me to the car, lay me on the back seat, and my dad drives me, first, to the medical care, he runs me inside and they say they're closed, but that the closest hospital is like 10 min away and i just lose it right there, I'm in so much pain, that i can't take it anymore and i pass out.

the next thing i know I'm in the ER with my foot in a boiling hot tub of water and an old man staring at me telling me every-things going to be ok....

and that was the time i got stung by a stingray.

Hi

this is 13th time i have sat down and tried to explain who i am

so i guess this is the best i can do

hi

i'm wendy maurine free

my mom had me on may 1, 1998 in phoenix, AZ

without having an epidural,

she's had 10 kids and i was the most painful one.

i have a phobia of going anywhere alone or being alone,

when i was 5 months old, i was left in a hot car, for 30 min

and my mom thinks thats the reason why.

i have light brown eyes and hair that has been colored so much, i don't know the real color anymore.

i was a dancer from age 2 to 14 when i realized i spent half my childhood doing something i didn't really love 

i love riding horses 

i love feeling free 

i love going places where my phone has no service and theres nature all around you, so i can actually breathe and live for a little bit 

i used to be allergic to gluten, for 2 years, but as of april 31, 2016 at 5:45 pm, I'm not anymore 

i love doughnuts

I've never been to the gym.

my best friend left me on September  30, 2015 for an LDS mission in santa rosa, CA and i miss her everyday

i have a hard time letting people in and seeing the real me 

i eat my grilled cheese with honey and i think kimchi and rice are to die for

i spent half my childhood growing up in Raleigh, North Carolina and saying y'all everyday 

now i rarely say it at all

i can't remember a year that i didn't go to a rodeo

my favorite song is home by michael bublè, ever since the day i moved from North Carolina

i don't know what I'm doing after graduation 

i love making new friends and laughing so hard that you can't breathe 

people who just meet me say I'm shy but those who know me say i never stop talking 

i picked silence dogood, cause i asked my parents for a good blog name and they said i should this one.

hi 

im wendy maurine free

Everything will be ok

happiness is a personal choice

don't you dare ever let someone control if you're happy or not

if you want to be happy then be happy

i guess sometimes its good to be sad and mourn

but you don't always have to be like that 

if you're every sad or feeling down, i guess heres a playlist you could listen to that would make you feel a lot better:)))

Overcoming fears

"what would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?"

everyone has fears that they are afraid of overcoming. 

but if you really think about it...you aren't actually afraid of heights, you're afraid of falling. 

you aren't afraid of loving someone, you're afraid of getting hurt.

you aren't afraid of wearing that huge colorful hat to school, you're afraid of being judged.

you aren't afraid of the dark, you're afraid of whats in it.  

when you put it that way, and think of what you are actually afraid of, it makes it easier of overcoming those fears. 

CRAYON

the many different languages of the word crayon: 

english-

crayon

chinese-

蠟筆

czech-

pastelka

arabic-

 قلم للتلوين

french-

crayon

spanish-

lápiz de color

mongolian-

өнгийн харандаа

italian-

pastello

korean-

크레용

filipino-

krayola

sinhala-

කාරණය කියන්න

swedish-

krita

hebrew-

פִּיחוֹן