Friday, May 29, 2009

To Life and Jazz

Oh yeah,
She's real smooth
We sing and we dance
We like to watch the princess bride
And no one ever comes inbetween

To the one who's always there
always listening
and always there for me
your silly and i love it
and i'm silly and you put up with it
and we are great stalker buddies
I will never forget you

I want to write about her,
the one who is always on my side
always there for advice
and to dance in the fog

I'm going to say
that you're the only person 
who has ever done those crazy things with me
running over to the elementary school
right before tech ed?
Crazy

And you,
with your perfect balance
and your smile
everything you do is just
cool
There is not one person
who you can't make laugh


And when I write about you my dear,
only good things come to mind
and one of them is windshield wipers
and cheetos.
Life with you back,
should be just as fun as it was before

Only in the evening,
and only then.
With her,
life is spazztic
and everything is funny

To look at you
is to look at someone whom i wish i saw
everyday
there is not a day that goes by
without some thought of you
and most often,
it is followed by some random outburst of laughter 
and a thoughtful loving smile upon my face


And to you,
this year has been great
i hope that more memories are to come
and i hope you never mess up that wonderful title board.


You are one of the most fantastic people i've ever met.
You act like you're not scared of anything
and you may not be
except for those darn spiders
I admire you so much
You have one of the greatest outlooks on life


I don't have a whole lot to say to you
i hope you do well next year in mmu
and i really hope you stop hitting on me in band.


I hope you two turn out well
it just works to well
and you are great
you are un-shatterable
you may not think so,
but it's true
and that voice is fantastic
you can do anything


On note you play
and my smile appears
you hair
is awesome
and your jokes
are funny
keep being you
because you are great


Sometimes Fairy-Tales Suck

So you've all seen or read about it:

the girl next door who falls in love with the guy
but the guy is dating some hot chik.
right?

Then they guy eventually realizes he's in love with the girl next door.
Lovely.

But what about the hot chik?
What if she was really nice?
What if she really loved that guy?
AND

what about the girl next door?
What if she's really whiny and annoying?
I kinda feel bad for the really hot chik.
She just got played.
No one really knows
where the rain will fall

No one really knows
what note will be played

No one really knows
where the coin will land

No one really knows
what's happening next.





No I cannot write a poem

No, I can't write a poem.
I will not write a poem.
I do not know how to write a poem. 
If I were to write a poem,
It would not be a very good poem
because some poems
can't be copied

Yay

I love friendship.
It is a wonderful thing.

Inspired By A BlogPost Comment

The story has to be different,
I'm changing it now.
This is the way it really is.

And that ways is,
Kings may love queens,
But if you want to be a hacking queen,
act like it.
Be a queen.
Find a King.
Who's stopping you?


if we're going to go around calling people serving maids,
then the serving maids might as well rebel against that stereotype
and become a queen themselves.
Then we could all have a little queen partay.
Hurray.

Friday, May 1, 2009

The clashing

I hate groups.
Actually let me rephrase that,
I hate when people categorize themselves and others into groups

I have the whole social status.
And though I know I apart of it,
I despise it.

I hate when other people live by it.
I hate when people who don't know each other decide they don't like each other.

I like being everywhere.
It's where I belong.

But when you get everyone  together, and mix in a bunch of people you don't know,
I hate how they're quick to judge.

Something wasn't right today
It was the social awkwardness of when you happen to be sitting next to the love birds.
Haha,
I'm used to that.
I been in both positions there.

It was the clashing.
And I don't usually feel it.
But today,
I totally felt it.
And I don't like it.