Last day of May
Is not the last day of school.
I'm so tired of this.
Tests,
Projects,
Worthless worksheets.
I'm done.
Sadly,
Mt district disagrees.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
How to Starve off Sorrow
1. Eat
2. Laugh
3. Don't drink
4. Talk to people who lighten your heart
5. Make something
6. Write something
7. Cook
8. Eat
9. Eat Chocolate
10. A lot
2. Laugh
3. Don't drink
4. Talk to people who lighten your heart
5. Make something
6. Write something
7. Cook
8. Eat
9. Eat Chocolate
10. A lot
Monday, May 23, 2011
Pixar Movie
Today
I saw a sky
That fit right into
A Pixar movie.
The sky was a bright
Clear
Perfect blue
That stretched for miles
And miles
Beyond what I could see.
The clouds were soft
Were white
And pure.
The floated above
Like serene sleepers.
And in my mind's eye,
Animated toys
Or a man, boy, and dog
Come to life
Beneath lovely skies.
I saw a sky
That fit right into
A Pixar movie.
The sky was a bright
Clear
Perfect blue
That stretched for miles
And miles
Beyond what I could see.
The clouds were soft
Were white
And pure.
The floated above
Like serene sleepers.
And in my mind's eye,
Animated toys
Or a man, boy, and dog
Come to life
Beneath lovely skies.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Letting Go
A couch,
A computer,
A song.
A couch,
Once a plaid wedding gift,
Used a thousand times
For sleepovers
(thank you hide-away bed).
But now torn,
Broken,
And lacking support.
A piece of furniture that had traveled
Cross-country
From California to here.
The first good-bye.
A computer,
Once the best desktop
And a child's first internet,
First computer games,
First novel.
But now the blue has faded,
The harddrive cluttered.
Though a 10 year warrior,
She cannot keep up with all
The new technology.
The second good-bye.
A song,
One that jogs a memory
Of friends long gone
(or are they?)
And a place that is home.
Or is it?
It isn't anymore,
I must confess.
Home is here,
Where I am now
With the people I have met.
But the thought that makes me cry
Is that soon,
I will leave Home again.
A computer,
A song.
A couch,
Once a plaid wedding gift,
Used a thousand times
For sleepovers
(thank you hide-away bed).
But now torn,
Broken,
And lacking support.
A piece of furniture that had traveled
Cross-country
From California to here.
The first good-bye.
A computer,
Once the best desktop
And a child's first internet,
First computer games,
First novel.
But now the blue has faded,
The harddrive cluttered.
Though a 10 year warrior,
She cannot keep up with all
The new technology.
The second good-bye.
A song,
One that jogs a memory
Of friends long gone
(or are they?)
And a place that is home.
Or is it?
It isn't anymore,
I must confess.
Home is here,
Where I am now
With the people I have met.
But the thought that makes me cry
Is that soon,
I will leave Home again.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Stress Reaction
this is my attempt to
Explain
my reactions.
I can be tired.
I can handle stress.
But rarely at the same time.
And often,
one causes the other.
I'm sure you understand.
So when a smile
Or kind word,
Or a dissapointment
Or heavy load
Sends me cascading into a pool of tears,
Relax.
I am.
That's why I'm crying.
The dam broke.
Explain
my reactions.
I can be tired.
I can handle stress.
But rarely at the same time.
And often,
one causes the other.
I'm sure you understand.
So when a smile
Or kind word,
Or a dissapointment
Or heavy load
Sends me cascading into a pool of tears,
Relax.
I am.
That's why I'm crying.
The dam broke.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
AP Exams
AP exams.
Stressful.
But important.
(and slightly easy)
Loss of sleep.
Loss of time.
So goodbye sanity.
Goodbye control.
But the possible college credit
(and thus dollars saved)
Will be worth it.
And the chance for do-nothing-times next year.
Yay.
Stressful.
But important.
(and slightly easy)
Loss of sleep.
Loss of time.
So goodbye sanity.
Goodbye control.
But the possible college credit
(and thus dollars saved)
Will be worth it.
And the chance for do-nothing-times next year.
Yay.
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