Mario
Golden fur
A stitched leg
Yet no form of violence
A gentle giant's
Loving mix
Kindness
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Monday, October 14, 2013
Poetry assignment #1: Tired, yet interested
A tall man talking
a short pen tapping
my neck cracking
and me, just trying to keep awake in class
a short pen tapping
my neck cracking
and me, just trying to keep awake in class
WS23: Poem for Monday: A walk through the average mans mansion
I walk through my average mans mansion
a place of my own solitude and passion
knowing soon, it shall be my time to leave
I walk these walls, already I miss what it conceives
What will happen to my average mans mansion
**note: this was not done from my perspective as a child, rather a my current perspective of losing the place I have grown up in my whole life (moving out after graduation, and the anxiety that comes with that) to avoid losing marks, please note that this was intentional.**
a place of my own solitude and passion
knowing soon, it shall be my time to leave
I walk these walls, already I miss what it conceives
What will happen to my average mans mansion
**note: this was not done from my perspective as a child, rather a my current perspective of losing the place I have grown up in my whole life (moving out after graduation, and the anxiety that comes with that) to avoid losing marks, please note that this was intentional.**
Friday, October 11, 2013
20 years from now
In 20 years from now, technology will have advanced (just a stab in the dark there guys.) but in all actuality not much will change. the lunar colonies will have landed in their designated areas awaiting to be inflated (supposing NASA can work through the shutdown(s)) many people believe the singularity will be hit, however this is unlikely (not impossible though) but the world will remain the same. there will be haves/have nots. there will be healthy and sick. even if doctors are replaced by robots, they would then have to hire doctors to check to make sure the robots don't mess up. this post will end abruptly because I have got to leave now...sorry.
Poem for thursday
A man who is left with only space
will find himself trapped in an endless race
No clear victor, no just pace
Yet it was he, who had the end erased
will find himself trapped in an endless race
No clear victor, no just pace
Yet it was he, who had the end erased
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
wednesday 20, halloween party
A kid comes out of the bathroom with toilet paper dangling from his waistband, and stuck to his shoe...
"you forgot a few pieces mate." Eric gave jack the heads up.
"really?" Jack questioned as he looked down, while he was already putting on his new outfit; a from this vest he already equipped it appeared to be some sort of cowboy/western thing. "ah, yes" he confirmed as he unattached the toilet paper from his show and threw it in the trash bin across the room, as it went in he held his hands "screw that mummy idea" he cheered "I should have dressed as a NBA player"
"nice thought J." Alice chimed in, with her newly dyed hair cut to look like Cleopatra she even had the gold jewelry and robes to boot. "But you awareness would need some work, you forgot another" she informed and pointed to his waist "besides, your not even black" she joking taunted.
"hey, racists." Jack eased back at his sister. "but it appears you're right, maybe next year." jack made rid of the toilet paper, then double checked to make sure there was nothing more.
"And to think all of that work could have been avoided if you just didn't choose the same outfit as me for the party" Etic taunted him further.
"no," Jack retorted "all that work could've been avoided if our judge" Jack used his hands to stress the air quotation marks around the word judge "would have made the right call during the Rock, paper, scissors match"
"what our you talking about, I did make the right choice"
"No," jack once again retorted "he clearly cheated, he waited to see what my choice was first, before choosing rock"
"hey you should have specified whether or not we going on shoot or not." Eric shot back "no hurry up you newbs halloween only happens once a year, and I don't intend to miss the one party at which girls are actually encouraged to dress like sluts"
"I take objection to that" Alice retorted jokingly as they went out the door.
"you forgot a few pieces mate." Eric gave jack the heads up.
"really?" Jack questioned as he looked down, while he was already putting on his new outfit; a from this vest he already equipped it appeared to be some sort of cowboy/western thing. "ah, yes" he confirmed as he unattached the toilet paper from his show and threw it in the trash bin across the room, as it went in he held his hands "screw that mummy idea" he cheered "I should have dressed as a NBA player"
"nice thought J." Alice chimed in, with her newly dyed hair cut to look like Cleopatra she even had the gold jewelry and robes to boot. "But you awareness would need some work, you forgot another" she informed and pointed to his waist "besides, your not even black" she joking taunted.
"hey, racists." Jack eased back at his sister. "but it appears you're right, maybe next year." jack made rid of the toilet paper, then double checked to make sure there was nothing more.
"And to think all of that work could have been avoided if you just didn't choose the same outfit as me for the party" Etic taunted him further.
"no," Jack retorted "all that work could've been avoided if our judge" Jack used his hands to stress the air quotation marks around the word judge "would have made the right call during the Rock, paper, scissors match"
"what our you talking about, I did make the right choice"
"No," jack once again retorted "he clearly cheated, he waited to see what my choice was first, before choosing rock"
"hey you should have specified whether or not we going on shoot or not." Eric shot back "no hurry up you newbs halloween only happens once a year, and I don't intend to miss the one party at which girls are actually encouraged to dress like sluts"
"I take objection to that" Alice retorted jokingly as they went out the door.
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Most of the "First" things I have done are either boring, or I was too young or (legally) drugged to remember. So for this instance I shall use the LAST time I have, or ever will do a certain thing. see this will be the story of when I drove my car, without a phone
picture this: the date, roughly 3 or 4 weeks ago. I am requested to show up to the asylum of soul sucking known as Dexter High School to help with debate practice. Just got off of work at my old job. (just to clarify I was the one who quit for school purposes so my pride is unaffected.) It is raining in a manner that made Noah's little boat trip like a cruise through the Bahamas. Unbeknown to me, my new car (like 18 Hours new) had a little surprise awaiting for me. you see, the radiator hose was about preform the dance of its people (also known as the "explode for no damn reason whatsoever dance™"
I was on Dexter-Chelsea at the time when all of a sudden the heat gauge had its nail go from 0-over 900 in just under a second (still believe Guinness owes me a world record) so at this point my car stops running, there is so much smoke I cant see the road (like any of it...whatsoever...not even the sides...like at all...I could see behind me though, so that's a plus) I was still traveling about 30 mph though (enough to seriously hurt someone...namely me) so I do the logical thing, and drove my car right into the ditch
So that hurt, but i was alive. smoke had completely enclosed my car, the taste of oil was in my mouth (and probably a little blood) the only noises i could hear, were the sounds of rain assaulting me car (seriously thought i was being shot at.) but i don't panic (because I am logical...
picture this: the date, roughly 3 or 4 weeks ago. I am requested to show up to the asylum of soul sucking known as Dexter High School to help with debate practice. Just got off of work at my old job. (just to clarify I was the one who quit for school purposes so my pride is unaffected.) It is raining in a manner that made Noah's little boat trip like a cruise through the Bahamas. Unbeknown to me, my new car (like 18 Hours new) had a little surprise awaiting for me. you see, the radiator hose was about preform the dance of its people (also known as the "explode for no damn reason whatsoever dance™"
I was on Dexter-Chelsea at the time when all of a sudden the heat gauge had its nail go from 0-over 900 in just under a second (still believe Guinness owes me a world record) so at this point my car stops running, there is so much smoke I cant see the road (like any of it...whatsoever...not even the sides...like at all...I could see behind me though, so that's a plus) I was still traveling about 30 mph though (enough to seriously hurt someone...namely me) so I do the logical thing, and drove my car right into the ditch
So that hurt, but i was alive. smoke had completely enclosed my car, the taste of oil was in my mouth (and probably a little blood) the only noises i could hear, were the sounds of rain assaulting me car (seriously thought i was being shot at.) but i don't panic (because I am logical...
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