Eulalia
"Between the innocence of babyhood and the dignity of manhood we find a delightful creature called a boy. Boys come in assorted sizes, weights, and colors, but all boys have the same dream - to enjoy every second of every minute of every hour of every day and to protest with noise as their only weapon. when their last minute is finished then the males pack them off to bed at night. Boys are found everywhere, on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around, or jumping too. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, and adults ignore them in every case. The boy is crude with dirt on his face .The wisdom with bubblegum in its hair and the hope of the future with a frog in its pocket. When you’re busy the boy is an inconsiderate botheresome intruding jangle of noise. When you want him to make a good impression his brain turns to jelly, or else he becomes a savage sadistic jungle creature."
........i walked around the school today. looking for a place to sit and think. i ended up on the stairs that connect sophomore hall and freshman hall. the one with the big window. i sat there for a few minutes. and didnt get much thinking done. i miss the speed of summer. ex amino.
........i walked around the school today. looking for a place to sit and think. i ended up on the stairs that connect sophomore hall and freshman hall. the one with the big window. i sat there for a few minutes. and didnt get much thinking done. i miss the speed of summer. ex amino.