Hello hello…
Why hello there… I’ve never actually partaken..partook? [that’s more than likely not a word but making up words is a privilege not a right] in any sort of blogging activity but here goes. I guess I’ll start by introducing myself. No no…nevermind. That’s a bit too much. Let me sum up. Freshman at NoVa for now then transferring to JMU in the Fall of 2010 and eventually becoming a middle school art teacher with a minor in math. LOVE math..and art. Whoever you are, you’ll just get to know me as you read on. If anyone at all is reading this… >_> “There’s no knowing where we’re going…”
Song of the Day: “The Wine Song” by The Cat Empire
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hgkHd6eBfoE
Anyways, today I thought I had to babysit at 5am. Turns out I didn’t so I just drove around the neighborhood until sunrise. Love doing that anyways so it’s okay. Got 4 new piercings yesterday so now I’m up to 11 ^_^ Sleeping was painful, though. Earth Day was wonderful. 4/20 was also… wonderful..ish. But let’s not dwell on the past, eh? Today, I have an awards ceremony to go to for this poem I wrote that won 3rd in a poetry contest [only God knows why] then I guess I’ll finish painting this picture for my friend’s mom. Wow, I suck at this. It’s gorgeous outside <3
“Sleep”
Burning like a dry fire from hell
All the moisture is gone
Barren and lifeless like a desert
Waiting for night to come
Time moves like a dead sloth
Every minute is an eternity
Every second takes years to pass
Mind escapes the body
Logic escapes the mind
Eyelids are weighed down
As the rusty anchors fall
The vessel of dreams has arrived
(poem that won 3rd XD)
Went outside and took a nap in the grass under the bright blue sky. Gorgeous weather. Wore some goth pants today.. the ones with the straps and the buckles and spikes and zippers… those ones. SO comfortable. People gave me funny looks and I looked funnily at them as well. Woke up from my nap and wrote this “poem”…
“The Blade’s Lament”
I am a blade of grass in this big, green world
Fragile and wilting, yet beautiful and strong
Stepped on and cut down and growing all the long
Blowing this way and that
Having nowhere to go
Grounded in this hell that I’m supposed to call home
Instead of being a blade of grass, I’d rather be weed
That way I’d be useful and happy and loved and freed
People would notice me and take good care
Store me in bags and hide me in underwear
In the saving hands of a reefer
Ground up, smoked, and blown
Into billows of warm, warm air
Swirling madly about without a care
Watching all the people filled with merriment
With eyes as red as the heart of an elephant
The room filled with laughter and silly sounds
People dancing and singing and falling to the ground
Reminiscing on the good life as I start to leave
At least I was useful, at least I was free
Now gone, I’m gone
And there goes the last of me
