Friday, December 17, 2010

8.0

how stupid
I can't finish my stupid stupid poem.
stupid. gr.
I gotta come up with at least two more stanzas by monday
and i have to make it decent enough that I don't feel totally terrible about sharing it with my creative writing class. IMPOSSIBLE. Coal may be able to transform into a diamond, but CRAP will never do that.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

7.1

profanity
community
sanity
vanity
obscurity
cohesively



Babushka dolls, and light brown walls stained with fresh profanity
a Polaroid of a birthday cake sitting on the vanity,
next to matches, pocket watches and a rusty can of beer
I grew up here, I grew up here
everything's just the same.

A neighborhood of mirrors. There's glass on all the lawns.
Everybody's watching but everybody's gone.
Shed the trailer, leave the shell
so no one's home but you can't tell.
Everything's just the same.

Each mailbox has it's flag up and a name.




7.0

One thing's for sure, they loved me
At least I think that's what it's called
when they pre-write your biography
then leave you to fend for yourself
living off of Poptarts and insecurities.


Thursday, December 9, 2010

6.3

The world should just end already so we can all be cartoons.

6.2

If you sit down and stare
at the marks on your hands,
would you realize that
you want to leave,
but you can't?
because you took too long,
things are different now.
Letting go would be harder for everyone.

PLAN:
Live to be 600, get a Ph.D
And maybe someday, somehow,
someone might be proud of me

they'll put me in a a Coke can,
chuck it somewhere in the sea,
blink a bit, wipe their nose
but as far as crying goes
I doubt that's a goodbye for me


6.1

"You never know what you've really got until it's gone."

whoever said this, I hate them. Because they were probably the type of person who's always right when it comes to life the universe and everything.
You know, that's probably why we don't know who said that in the first place. Anyone that brilliant would have either been killed or lived incognito all their life, or committed suicide.
I mean, what's the point of being brilliant if you're gonna be a hermit that doesn't even room with Sasquatch and ends up dead too early?
poor person...

I've decided I don't hate him/her anymore.

6.0

my iPod has a pimple.
There's a little black dot smack dab in the middle of the screen. It doesn't show up when the iPod is on, but when it's off you can see the it. It's darker than the rest of the screen. My computer-geek uncle said that it's just water that got into the screen, and I should just leave my iPod out in the sun or under a desk lamp and the zit will go away.
Problem:
It's winter now, so not much sun.
I have no desk lamp. My Pixar lamp is broken
and besides,
it's kind of cool.
It looks like a little black hole.
How cool is that? Having a black hole on your iPod screen.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

5.1

don't open the door,
I'm not stupid,
not stupid enough to get hit by a back draft.

don't open my mouth,
I'm not an idiot,
not foolish enough to feed the flames.

just sit there, right?
it's not worth the fight.
not the stinging
or ringing
left in my ears at night.

so just shut up and sleep,
you're a lucky one.
headphones exist,
count electric sheep

and tomorrow might be better,
what's stopping you from hopes and dreams?
but don't be surprised to come home
to the same







5.0

je ne comprands pas
je ne comprands pas
je ne sais pas
je ne sais pas

je suis Kleenex
je suis une traduction américaine
surexploitées et saccagé

Je ne peux pas écrire en français
Qu'est-ce-que je pense?

Monday, November 22, 2010

MUST REMEMBER

Regina Spektor:
Edit
Somedays
Lulllby

Yael Naim and David Donatiem
New Soul

Monday, November 15, 2010

4.2

stay inside
don't go OUTside
where are you going, child?

don't you know
that it's started to snow
and that's when the wind goes wild?

and the snowflakes are just like
the razor-sharp teeth
that it uses to cut through your veins
and rip at your cheeks?

So stay inside
don't go outside,
away from the wind, my child.

4.1

roses are red,
like the blood from your head,
violets are blue,
and your face is too,
sugar is sweet,
and white like your feet,
as you lose body heat,
and your heart fails to beat.

4.0

I feel betrayed!
and I got new shoes, so that kind of counter-acted the effects the betrayal had on me.
I was betrayed!
all because I'm a girl!
WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING? GIRLS ARE JUST AS GOOD AS GUYS.
...
oh well.
i still got shoes.



SAMBAS FTW BABY

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

MUST REMEMBER

The Book And The Canal by Calexico
Mazurka by Calexico
Bride Of Theme from Blinking Lights by The Eels
Un Derniere Verre (Pour la Route) by Beirut
BEN FOLDS AND NICK HORNBY

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

MUST REMEMBER

Sell Out - Reel Big Fish
A Moment Of Silence - Streetlight Manifesto
Devil's Dance Floor - Flogging Molly
For The Girl - The Fratellis
'Merican - Descendents

3.0

Orange gum balls are the best.
I hate lime ones.
they're the worst.
but It sucks because I can't control how many orange ones I get and how many lime ones I get because the box doesn't hold an even number of each colour. So I could be buying some gum balls or Chiclets, and only get 1 orange piece and like ALL lime pieces... That would stink.
That probably explains why I don't buy chiclets or gum balls.
I just buy packs of gum
filled of the flavor that I like
without any gross lime pieces

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

2.1

I am hungry
does my body really need fuel?
I only ran a mile

just kidding.
my mom's yelling again.
I'm not hungry anymore

2.0

There once was a person who didn't know anything
they didn't know what they wanted to do in life
they didn't know what they really liked
they didn't know anything

That person was very sad,
and didn't want to be stupid anymore,
and wanted to know about themselves

I don't know how that person is doing now.

Monday, November 1, 2010

1.5

Will anyone ever find this?
I don't know.

Do I want anyone to ever find this?
I don't know.


What do I want to be when I grow up?
successful.

1.4

I don't like it when people burn out a word.
Actually, I don't like it when people burn out anything.
Because that's exactly what happens when you use and abuse: You burn it out.
using something over and over and over
a word,
a shirt,
a person,
You burn out it's identity. You don't even know what it is anymore. And it's all your fault. Because you were the one who decided to say "finger" or "sandwich" until you didn't even know what you were saying anymore.
And the stupidest part is
Everyone knows that's what happens. Everyone knows that's how you burn something out. But everyone does it anyway, because it's fun. It's fun to burn things out, just to see what they look like afterwards. It's like our own little demented mini dissection sessions.

we are all such sadists.

1.3

the appendages that are farthest away from your body will get cold first.
This means your nose, fingertips, and toes.
My toe is cold right now.
Yes, toe. as in singular. as in one toe. Specifically my big one.
No, my sock does not have a hole in it. I do not wear socks with holes in them for that very reason: so my toes don't get cold.
But my big toe is still cold.

1.2


I hope I don't fall asleep during class again tomorrow
It's never happened to me before until this year.
No matter how hard I try, I can't stay awake in class whenever we watch a film. It doesn't matter what kind of film, it could be an 80's geology video or The Incredibles, the fact of the matter is that if we watch a movie during class, I will fall asleep.
Well, I won't totally fall asleep. I'll go into a conscious sleep. You know, the kind of sleep where you're still aware of your surroundings, but you just can't keep your eyes open... Yeah, that kind of sleep.

I go into those a lot.
And the teacher gets mad.
I think that the teacher gets mad mainly because even though I was "sleeping" I wasn't really. Because I was still aware of my surroundings, meaning I was still paying attention, meaning that I was completely capable of repeating what the British narrator just said right back to my teacher's face. And I get it right, and the teacher gets mad, and I get in trouble.

But it's not my fault. 11:35 AM-1:30PM is a cursed time.
just like 3:00 PM is a cursed time in the summer.(It's when the sun is at it's most lethal)
It's not my fault my teacher decided to teach class during a cursed time.


1.1

I'm glad my mom stopped yelling.
I guess my brothers are finally asleep.
I shut myself in my room and turned up jack white,
so I don't know if they're asleep or downstairs watching TV.
all I know is that mom stopped yelling,
and i'm happy.

1.0

sitting all day
ALL DAY
...
I wish I had time to do at least one mile. ONE MILE... ONE MEASELY MILE
guess not.