Funniest Thing today. Dec. 7 2011

So today I was in history class and I open my textbook to the page where you can sign your name. Mine read, Name: Michael Jackson. Year used: 2011 Issued:black Returned: White. This really did make my day.
Now whoever thought of this is a slacker or a complete genius. This is a new gadget on my blog. It shall be updated with my comments/slash awesome things.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

My Poems for creative writing classL

Love Vs Loathe
Love is to open sky as loathe is to the depths of hell.
I love, I love to hate her.
An in bridal passion brought back from
the depths of hell.
To the place where the light shines.


Her always telling me what to do
creates a sizzling feeling in my soul.
Loathe.
The best word to sum up
the most compassion I have for her most of the time.
Taking him away from his little girl.
She always gets the only say in things.
Sometimes I wonder, 
how I can have such complex 
emotions toward one person.


Love is like an open sky.
Willing to take in anything.
Its bright blue is 
indescribable
Compared to the dark cold loathe.
Sometimes I do love her.
How happy she makes him.
And all she gives to me,
Like a magnet two emotions stick together.
Love and Loathe.




Snow
More than just weather.
More than just precipitation.
Seems as if the world is
crying.
Freezing into a tiny crystal castle.
Gaze down at the snow, admire its beauty.


So many white sparkles before human eyes.
But each flake is a reminder of strength.
It didn't splash, but froze and held on.
Kept its will and shined.




Have you Ever.......
Have you ever had a moment or even a day?
When everything falls into place perfectly.
Feel on top of the world.
Feel the feeling that resembles nervous butterfiles.
Your heart seems to swell in your chest.
Swells with pride.
These days make the sun seem brighter.
The sky seem bluer.


A big smile spreads across your face.
Hope that it stays like this forever.
But sadly it won't.
Things will definitely change.
They always do.
But isn't that what life is about?
Remembering, but moving on.,



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