My Blog Brings All the Boys to My Page |
So I was talking with a friend of mine, and he made me subscribe to his blog. So then I was like why would I subscribe to your blog? He proceeded to say that he wants more people to subscribe in order...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 21:38:00 GMT |
i am home now... |
Well, i am finally back from working in San Diego. I am so glad to be back becuase I have learned that I miss home alot and I rely on my friends alot more than I realize. Something else that I learned...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 18:33:00 GMT |
This is a play... |
Ciro is sitting at a Starbucks writing. Bethany walks in unnoticed by Ciro, but she sees him. Walking towards the door after she gets her drink, she decides to talk to him.
Bethany: Ciro? Is that you?...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Dec 2005 14:35:00 GMT |
What happens in your pocket? |
Chapstick and Keys
"Chapstick! How are you?"
"Llaves! Its good to see you again."
"Why do you call me llaves when you know my name is keys?"
"I am learning to speak Spanish, what do you think about t...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Nov 2005 17:44:00 GMT |
my studdarring cat? |
A Cat in the Park
"T-T-T-T-T-Tom, c-can you take me to the park?", I forced out one Saturday morning. Looking at me with a bit of curiosity, he replied:
"Who takes their over-weight cat to the park?"
...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Oct 2005 00:37:00 GMT |
Simple Silence |
Simple Silence
Simple Silence is pure
Simple Silence between him and her is awkward,
Simple Silence finds joy between them
Simple Silence creates distance
Simple Silence reveals secrets
Simple Silence...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Sep 2005 18:22:00 GMT |
my first posted poetry |
Mirrors
watching me examine myself
is scary to me.
i hate mirrors,
fixing myself with my minds eye,
perfecting my face
like a bed sheet with wrinkles.
to see the world through
green stain glass
wit...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Sep 2005 18:05:00 GMT |
