Wednesday, November 21, 2012

A trip to another time

A group of 13th gaters and myself decided to go to Ren Fest!
I had never been before; it definitely met all my expectations.  


 


Thursday, November 8, 2012

I will love.

I will love. I will and it will rip me to the core. I promise my family, I promise my friends... I will love. Maybe not today or tomorrow but one day I will. When that day comes, you can all turn and say, "The shrew finally loved."

Oh Danny Boy


I tried to do handstands for you
I tried to do headstands for you
Everytime I fell on you, yeah, everytime I fell
I tried to do handstands for you
But everytime I fell for you
I'm permanently black and blue, permanently blue for you.

I tried to do handstands for you
I tried to do handstands for you
Everytime I fell on you, yeah, everytime I fell
I tried to do handstands for you but everytime I fell for you
I'm permanently black and blue, permanently blue for you-ooh-ooh-ooh

For you-ooh-ooh-ooh
So black and blue-ooh-ooh-ooh
For you-ooh-ooh-ooh.

I grabbed some frozen strawberries so I could ice your bruising knees
But frozen things they all unfreeze and now I taste like....
All those frozen strawberries I used to chill your bruising knees,
Hot July ain't good to me
I'm pink and black and blue for you.

I got bruises on my knees for you
And grass stains on my knees for you
Got holes in my new jeans for you
Got pink and black and blue

Got bruises on my knees for you
And grass stains on my knees for you
Got holes in my new jeans for you
Got pink and black and blue for you-ooh-ooh-ooh

For you-ooh-ooh-ooh
So black and blue-ooh-ooh-ooh
For you-ooh-ooh-ooh

Do-doo-do-do-do-do-doo
Do-doo-do-do-do-do-doo
Do-doo-do-do-do-do-doo
Do-doo-do-do-do-do-doo
Do-doo-do-do-do-do-doo
Do-doo-do-do-do-do-doo
Do-doo-do-do-do-do-doo

Hey there memory. Let's forget

Forgetting isn't always the easiest part. The memories haunt you. The feelings and smells haunt you. Fighting like hell to break free from a memory can make for a bloody mess. And even when you have slayed the dragon, pieces seem to reform... although your reaction may be different, the "suck factor" is still there. Building a wall never works, because someone sooner or later is going to have to rip that wall down brick by brick.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

To Rule The World

I watched him smoke. I had never wanted to run so much in my life. What was his happiness and where did it come from? Could that cigarette really hold so much power? "Put it down!" I begged him, with no luck. That cigarette sure had more power over him than I did. I watched him as he blew smoke rings... one right after another. Beer in hand and fire in his mouth, he could rule the world. "How much more?" I thought to myself.
When I first laid eyes on him he wore a leather jacket and a frown. Troubled he seemed, troubled he turned out to be. I didn't mind a "bad boy", really I didn't... I just didn't know how to handle one. Handle one without losing myself in the mix. Could I really do it?

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

The Rabbit Hole

Let me tell you about falling down the rabbit hole.
I watched him... and watched him often. He had this way about him that lead you to believe he had everything under control. On the surface, his smile gave light to all things grey and his eyes could leave you breathless. I was crazy about all the things on the surface. The things underneath paid me no interest.
Let me tell you about losing all control.
He had this way of saying my name... like I was the only person he cared to know. When he spoke, walls trembled down to ashes. And when he said my name, those walls could never be rebuilt.

I never saw what could be so terrible about falling down the rabbit hole and losing all control. Maybe that was my flaw.

One day, I watched him fall into a blackness. A blackness no advantage person could rise above, but I knew he could. So I let him fall... I let him fall 100 feet below that rabbit hole with absolutely no control.

I never saw him again.

Monday, November 5, 2012

The Little Bird

Walking around, I saw a little bird. The little bird did not look up at me as I passed but I must have done something right for him to start following me. At first I did not mind, in fact I found it quite flattering. Once I decided to pick up my speed, the little bird became angry. Never looking up at me to express such emotion but I could feel his anger running through his feathers. Why would this little bird care so much to follow me? And wasn't it okay to walk at my own speed? At this thought, I came to a complete stop: If this little bird was going to be following me around, he was going to learn that I make up the rules. Turning on my heels to face the little bird, I noticed for the first time his over powering color; purple with black under tones. Where did this little bird come from? With such striking colors you would think he was one of a kind. Regaining my thoughts, I began to lecture the little bird only to have him ignore me completely. In rage, I threw my hands up and took off running. I no longer wanted this little bird following me. Even though he was beautiful, he was ugly.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Come at me world

HELL WEEK IS OVER. MAYBEMYLIFECANGOBACKTONORMAL.

After getting the flu this Gate season, I could not be happier to kiss hell week's ass goodbye! November 10th marks the last day of The 13th Gate 2012 season and also happens to be one of the biggest days in history for The 13th Gate... no pressure.

Hdfdsjfkdjsbfkjdsbf, Oh the madness.