Sunday, October 24, 2010

He was...

The guy who was annoying,
audacious,
the guy that I used to depict
so clearly.

Now is fading away.
I had an inkling that I liked him,
but now I rebuke him.
He was rude,
and a slovenly little kid.

He was a
lacking, lackadaisical lackey,
whenever I think about
that menace to society.
I bet he pilfered from everyone,
time, love, friendship.
Great, I lost a whole year of life,
definitely not conscientious.

As I embarked on a journey called
"Surviving School,"
a profuse number of times,
I tried to help him
stuck on his notebook.

Trying to create a serene environment,
so that he wouldn't be distracted.
He rankled me each day,
"retard" "stupid" "ugly"
"go to 'em stupid"

Self-absorbed,
never self-conscious,
always attempted to be prudent.
And always failing.

I can't recall if the teacher
ever confiscated anything.
I didn't meet his father
but I assumed he wasn't a
mutiny like his son.
He was the heart of evil.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

See Ya, Wouldn't Wanna Be Ya

See ya suckers,
Gotta stay in this crappy
thing they call a school.

I get to leave
this retarded dorm...
in fact the whole school.
Not surprising though or
the first time either.

I bet people in
shows like The OC
don't have weird dorms.
Actually they don't even
live in the dorms.

Ackley kid (my roommate) is staying,
with his mossy and
horrible teeth.
"I wasn't too crazy
about the guy"

Old Spencer wanted a goodbye,
his bathrobe strung my eyes.
Put some clothes on man,
you're burning my eyes

with a ratty bathrobe
and a cough medicine stench.
The rustle of papers
falling from his grasp, onto the floor.

This is the fourth
school I flunked,
but I don't care.
See ya suckers!

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Remember Me?


Sophie Kinsella overflows emotion in Remember Me? This is the story of a young woman who has had the worst day of her life. She’s outside of a bar, her boyfriend stood her up while she’s waiting for her ride, and everyone has gotten a bonus at work. (To show the financial year was better than expected.) However she didn’t get the bonus due to lack of qualification…missing one week of work. Everything has gone downhill until it gets even worse. As she hails a taxi and tries to get its attention from other customers; she slips on her cheap boots down stairs. The next thing she knows she’s in a hospital bed…three years into the future! From the old crappy life to the glamorous life of being skinny, rich, and having a wonderful husband…but is it really the dream life?

Remember Me? is a story with drama and comedy that will get you hooked in. Alexis (Lexi, the protagonist) has a bumpy life ahead of her after skipping three years of her 20’s (no one wants to miss those years) and can’t remember a thing in between. She’s now skinny, rich, with a great husband…and a secret affair? Last thing she remembers was being called “Snaggle-Tooth” and having the worst job in history. But when she wakes up, not only is she stuck with the life “Lexi” created, she’s nicknamed “The Cobra” for being snappy and a “bitch-boss-from-hell” from her friends…or should I say old friends. In three short years, her life has completely changed, she owns a gorgeous car, she lives in a huge house and it should be a perfect life. Her husband is perfect but doesn’t consider her feelings; on the other hand Jon (she was having an affair with) cares for her, but refuses to continue until they have something to link them together…a memory. This book is something you will NOT want to put down until you’ve finished, I’m not saying its short (389 pages) but it’s packed with juicy conflicts and emotional scenes that’ll kick the night raw.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

My Brother


is a sheep, a boxer dog,
a lion in a jungle.
The dragon in the cave,
the phoenix in the sky,
the monkey in the trees.

He’s the quarterback of the football game,
the star of the show,
the host of the game,
and the con-artist at the gas station.

He’s the con-artist,
and yet he blurts opinions out
bluntly.

He believes in having fun,
loitering around the mall, doing nothing
at home, but he still finds the stairs
ascending to the sky.

Small words can turn into
funky colors of all shapes,
simple pencils and pens can turn
sharp and bouncy.

He taught me to keep going,
to keep treading in water,
to listen to his suggestions,
to watch him be a narcissist.

Because of him I lock
the emotions deep,
turn them into writing and there
I long for when I can tell you
lots.