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Saturday, 06 June 2009

  • slowly unwinding...mentally and emotionally

    tired of not knowing what i'm doing in terms of my future:

    career path, summer job, GRE, relationships, school, finals

     

    i need to be rewound....

    something to keep me going.

Tuesday, 14 April 2009

Monday, 06 April 2009

  • Untitled

    Will someone please call a surgeon
    Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
    That you're deserting for better company
    I can't accept that it's over...
    And I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
    In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

    So just say how to make it right
    And I swear I'll do my best to comply

    Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
    Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?

    I feel i must interject here...
    You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
    With these revisions and gaps in history
    So let me help you remember.
    I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
    I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave
    So please back away and let me go

    I can't my darling I love you so...
    But oh, oh...

    Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
    Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?

    Don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future
    Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures

    I know that I have made mistakes and I swear
    I'll never wrong you again

    You've got a lure I can't deny,
    But you've had your chance so say goodbye
    Say goodbye

Thursday, 02 April 2009

  • el fin

    Recently at college, I noticed two young children happily playing with their toys, enjoying each other's company under the shade of a tree.  As I watched, one was temporarily called away by parents, leaving the other behind to play alone.  It was obvious that the child left under the tree, missed the company, but as time wore on, the child dealt with the absence of the other and continued playing.  I assume the child realized that the other would return since the one called away by the parents left its toys.

    Finally, when the other child returned, she rejoined the other by the tree.  They were about to resume their fun together but instead, she scooped up her toys and played by herself in the sunlight.  Not wanting to play on his own, the boy left the comfort of the shade and tried to join the girl unsuccessfully as she pushed his toys away.  I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh at the boy and his failed attempts.  He must have heard my laugh since he looked up to find its source.

    And when his eyes found mine, he understood.  He picked up his backpack and went to class.