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Sunday, September 24, 2006

Hangin' Out

Soooooooooooooooooo

One friend says no, the other yes
Which one of us will you call your best?
Weekends and weekdays. Nights and mornings
Phonecalls and messages, all without warning
Who do you love? Who do you hate?
When I'm around, aren't things great?
When your not around, however, I play
Talking about you, in such wretched ways.
Spreading around speculation and lies
all while maintaining such glorious ties
"I am so thankful, to be your friend"
"We have something I do not want to end"
But I don't hear, how your other friends talk
Relaying to you ev'ry hurtful remark
I hope your eyes open, before it's too late
and your closed mind is rewarded with proportionate hate.
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Silly boys, they think they know it all
They don't mind their own business
They don't laugh where they ought
Don't worry, one day the axe will fall
They will be trapped
Slaves to their own hypocrisy

3 Comments:

Blogger Chris said...

Did you make that up?

4:44 PM  
Blogger Andrew said...

I've made up all of the poems I've posted other than the one than two (where I told the author)

2:30 PM  
Blogger Catherine said...

nice

1:13 AM  

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Thursday, September 14, 2006

So, how was your day.

Have you ever lost your phone and stopped to reflect about life? I hate cliches. Maybe the one I hate most is that of the depressed teenager. However, I cannot help but succumb. I have moments where I am strictly surviving. I don't know if I'll ever feel successful again. Often I feel like I'm not allowed to have issues, but I do.

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Blogger Chris said...

It'll pass, it always does

9:17 PM  

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Monday, September 04, 2006

My Senior is inflammed!!

The man at the door says, "Only time will tell", while
the woman at the table comforts; says "All is well;" now
the schoolbus fills, "You can't sit here." What
will become of my terminal year?
"Pick me," I yell, as the dodgeball hits
Reach, target, safety apps. by me sit
I'm going away, don't try to stop me

So, even though I love it, I'm ready for high school to be over. It seems like I don't have the energy for one more year. It already seems like I have "let myself go," but I maintain that it's just a lack of novelty. Since UT's application is submitted, I can leisurely complete the others because they don't have rolling admissions and all use the common app (which shouldn't be confused with the Texas common app) In fact, I'm really not sure why they haven't integrated the common apps, because it's such a bother to repeat myself.

OMG, if you haven't been in North Texas today, you completely missed out on the best biblical-grade flood since Noah (at least it was a flood compared to our drought). Now, I know the question on all your minds is if it'll be enough to lift the burn ban, so that we might terrorize children outdoors once again as God intended, but only saturation will tell if North Texans are again cleared for rape and pillage of the land.

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Blogger Catherine said...

i'm sorry on the flood thing but i think i have you beat! it rained like 7 in. in a couple of hours one day and it has rained like 3 days in a row then we had like a one day break and then it started raining AGAIN! yay ernesto!

9:37 PM  
Blogger Nanashi Lunam Tenshi said...

Yay for rain. I've had rain everday since I've been here, either little showers or heavy deluges that have lasted for days. Oh, I'm so happy for you. Perhaps you can do a delayed fourth of July celebration with firecrackers, or create a holiday for the lift of the burn ban. Here I talk about burn bans and they don't know what I'm saying.

Senior year is hard....well, actually, I don't remember it being hard, but I'm sure it was. I remember not wanting to do anything at all, but mostly I just remember how much fun it was and how many times I got to go to state. Don't worry, only a few months to go and then you get to wear a dorky white robe, carry an empty diploma folder covered in orange vinyl and walk across the stage and then its done for a month or so....

....so....ciao

9:32 PM  

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Sunday, September 03, 2006

Nothing says love like Devil's Food and Myspace

Isn't it the greatest feeling in the world to log on to myspace and have a bunch of messages just for you? I think that is why its so successful. Its like when people come back to visit the school, and they come and find you. As though you where the one they ment to visit.
On another note, I'm never going to be a baker, because I can't even frost a cake.

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Blogger Chris said...

I still like blogger better. Sadly, though, I think I'm going to have to use myspace as my medium for getting my thoughts out to people because myspace is slowly dominating the blogging universe (at least, in Celina it is).

5:14 PM  
Blogger Brian said...

True, but it's equally depressing to log on time after time and find no messages or anything. It's like when people come back to visit the school and they come find other people and leave you in the corner.

4:05 PM  
Blogger Andrew said...

don't get me wrong, I heart blogger. I have no hopes of abandoning it, but I have to wait until after I graduate to post some more meaningful things

6:14 PM  

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