011210 Doodles

I drew a bunny the other day
On my math homework, out of my work's way
It had two tiny eyes the size of a pin
No smile, nor frown, no goofy grin
A small little nose made out of ink
It stares at you, never to blink
It sits in the corner next to my name
Never to be famous or caged within a frame
Just a doodle made from homework's break
It even has a tail that it'll never shake
I turned it in and when I got it back
It was circled with a red marker and I smiled just a crack

011210 Mister Fly

There's a fly buzzing in the room
Singing its song through the hectic gloom
Flying, gliding through the air
Dodging ruler, swats and swears
But the fly dances and scrambles away
Taking up in flight, the soaring dot of gray
Zooming through piles of papers like a plane
With sings smaller than a grain
And a voice like a refrigerator hum
Holding its note like a never ending drum
Mister Fly, I promise that I mean no disrespect
Even though I don’t mind, my sister will see this as a crisis to inspect
Even if you toot out a jazzy little tune
She doesn’t need that when she has a Zune
I’ll leave the window here ajar
Just be careful of the windshields of cars
So scoot on out and share your music with the world
Why be cooped in here when your wings will never rest furled
So here you go and set yourself free
And be that small buzzing jukebox you were born to be

011210 Finals

Silent hours, desk lamp’s light
Flipping pages into the night
Cheat sheet slashed with bright neon yellow
Can’t wait for school to go on break and mellow
Grades are due, hurried piles
Lectures of colleges, going to the miles
Have you signed up for SAT?
Studied the flash cards? Why are you up at three?
Parallelism, now is that math or grammar?
Essays and analysis, don’t forget sentence structure
USC’s golden crimson or blue and yellow’s UCLA
Wait, can you even make it with your GPA?
Would you afford the dorm when you arrive?
Have you been saving up for college since you were five?
Wish that high school was over and done
Finals are starting, gotta run

This is what I do in math class when I'm trying to wake myself up. Finals are starting tomorrow.......JOY

122309 Little Baby Chickadee

Little baby chickadee
How much of the world will you see
With your little baby wings
And the chirps your voice brings
When you waken as the sun rises
Don’t be scared of the day’s surprises
Little baby chickadee
Do you have the courage to fly across the sea?
Over mountains, over fields
Don’t stop even as the wind yields
When the sun goes down and off to sleep
Dream of the one who you’d run to and weep
Little baby chickadee
I hope you learn to love what you grow up to be
Dream of how much you’re able to reach
Of the sight you see when you see the ebbing beach
Up to the sky and past the stars
Don’t be afraid of the storms or scars
Little baby chickadee
Spread your wings and fly because you’re free


I thought I did write something about chickadees, and I did. In case you don't know what a chickadee looks like. Ta-daaaaaah!~ Chickadees are so cute. Period. =) But sadly, the poem doesn't do them justice. So fluffy! ^^

010510 Light in the Dark

In the corners of my mind there’s a star hanging from the sky
From the tingle of my shivering skin, I feel warmth flutter by
I saw the puddles glitter when the clouds poured
I sensed love when I saw the reason behind a parent’s roar
When you cried, I wanted to reach and mend your cracking heart
But when I saw how your falling tears were shattering apart
And a hint of a smile starting to slowly glow
I’ll help you up because you raised me high when I was low
If every raging, sobbing storm can have its calm, surreal eye
Then every slip can string together hearts that make you fly
If every heart could flood before the calming sea
Then the sun will always peak after days that are cloudy
There’s always spring after every winter’s cold
There are always rays of sun within every hand to hold
There’s hope within every Pandora’s Box
There a key for every voice even the ones with rusted locks
Because there is light within every kind of darkness
And there is wisdom learned after anything fruitless

Me = Nap Fanatic

So I went back to school today and.....well, at least I didn't fall asleep! (I like that's all I can say about the first school day after vacation.) I stayed up for all the notes though! I had a huge study guide for history and so much English work to do. Next week is finals week and I'm going to study my butt cheeks off. As for that, I'm saving it for later because all I know is that after school, I took a nap and when I woke up, it was already dark outside. (I'm going to "cleverly" conclude that the sun decided to ditch me and rob me of my time or I failed.) Luckily, there isn't going to be much homework due. Just a math assignment. Math...oh the joys of math...(Please note the sarcasm that drips very heavily with every word.)

Anyways.... I took another quiz and I have to admit, this one was scarily (<--is that even a word?) shocking to me. A close friend of mine says that it's really accurate for me when I shared it with him and honestly, I'm going to ponder on it more. Anyways, enouh rambling, here's the result I got:

You wear a mask to the world, but less to some than others. A few have probably seen glimpses of your true self, but nobody has ever truly seen your entire being. You’re afraid that if you do expose it all at once, you’ll be cast aside, even by the ones that you hold dear to the most. But, it’s not that you mind being alone. You just don’t want to bother anyone and you feel that whenever you ask for something, you’re bothering them. Just because you try to be tough and indifferent on the outside, doesn’t mean that’s who you are (even if you believe that’s who you are). You’re really kind-hearted and awkward to society, but don’t give up! Once people see who you really are, they’ll slowly come to see that you provide something into this world that’s very special.

I admit I'm not tough, but I'll say that I'm indifferent on a majority of things. It's...debatable I suppose, but I always assumed that if one was indifferent on most things, then their general personality can be pinned as indifferent....no? Haha, but I AM awkward because I don't believe in myself. (still trying to work on that...) I find it really depressing how I still don't really understand myself yet. I know the overall things like what I do when I'm upset and how I usually react those very popular situations. I'm really not sure. I've been advised to ponder on it further and I shall. Later on....after homework.... >.<''

I was told that:
"You never share real love, until you love yourself." (lyrics from Rent)

Honestly, at the moment (not even this moment, but for awhile now), I still cannot find any aspect of myself that I can truly say that I'm satisfied with. But...I find it harder and harder to find qualities that I like about myself within every step that I take to pick my personality apart. I do annoy people when I tell them more about myself. Has there ever been someone who has TRULY benefitted from knowing every aspect about you? Really? Is that even possible? As my friend says, "Baby steps....baby steps.." Whew...I really need to focus on that... >.<''

Me = Pondering "Fatty"

According to a few friends of mine, I'm now known as an insane fatty where a regular fatty is depressed and very pessimistic about life and an insane fatty is a hyper, optimistic fatty. Fatty and under 100 pounds? I'll admit that I was laughing for a bit about that. Haha~ =)

I've discovered about a few minutes ago that my English paper isn't due until the 12th of January and I was rushing it for the past 3 hours. Isn't that just oodles of fun? Joy... I've finished my French project and honestly, I'm quite satisfied with it. That's all for today. I shall now go study my butt cheeks off. >w<

Hip hip Ha-raaaaaay for procrastination!~