Happy Inauguration Day 2009.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Inauguration Day 2009
Today is a pretty intense historical day. Everyone should be able to stop what they are doing and watch the Inauguration of Barack Obama. Because even if you voted for him or against him, this is an amazing thing. Which is why it makes me really upset when my school doesn't even care. Other school are getting excused absences if they decide to stay home and watch the Inauguration. why? Because its understandable for someone to stay home and watch ONE OF THE BIGGEST THINGS IN POLITICAL HISTORY but no. my school is very upset about Obama being president, so they act childish to the ones who don't care wether or not he is black or muslim or went to this church or who talked to this person but care about how he wants to fix this fucked up country we live in.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
The ones
I miss Matthew. I want him back. I want to drive to his house and have enraged conversation with him. I want us to go to our favorite spot and talk about how we are so insignificant in this world, this universe.
I want things to be figured out. I want a sign. I want to know what to do and how things will turn out. I want to see my future and know whats right. Whats wrong. Who I am and what I am doing with myself.
I miss meghan and Chelli. I rarely see them now and they are my best friends. =[
I need to do this homework but I can't.
I'm coming home bath tub.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Knee high
Rough as the sea, waves crashing and tossing, current pulling and pulling.
The beauty of the sea is so tempting, yet I want to get my land legs. I haven't yet fully used them. The sea, you are my home, my calling but I want these legs to walk. I want them to experience all that the land has offer.
yet, these legs can swim for hours, days, weeks, months. They want to walk, they want to swim.
Maybe I can just stay knee high in the sea with my feet still on land? liar! cheater! either land or sea for you! Sea, I've explored you. reef to reef, shore to shore. Every aspect down to the smallest grain of sand. Land, you consist of roads and buildings and things I don't know. Yet, I see them from afar and feel as if I've been there before.
So Sea, will you pull me under and make me a part of your reefs and waves or will your tide take me closer to land. And Land, will your city fall and crumble after the wear and tear of new comers and crash into the sea or will it flourish and become great.
I'll keep myself knee high. Watch the sea, watch the land.
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