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today was great until last period when my teacher lost my homework and yelled at me for getting on her back about not having it...i hate that class. i spent the first 2 peroids working on this cheezy ass poem for kelly where we were supposed to write a poem in sports med using some of the vocab words...and so i went a little off topic and ended up creating this really lame rhyming poem to kelly and then i took it to art class and i think i have done the worst art work i have ever done...besides the fact that half the work wasn't mine...just random people wanting to contribute to my peice of beuty..haha...some kid put a huge ass ink blob on it...it was crazy and stupid and lame and i somewhat regret giving it to her...haha. im home from school and i will probably eat, whatch a movie and sleep...oh and then study b/c im an A plus student now. this was part of the old poem to kelly and i re-wrote it later to make it even more cheezy..take a look...haha:
If you were in a gift shop I would make you my souvenir (it sounds liek you a toy or something)
And to help when you fall, I would be first to volunteer
I would rap you in my arms to keep you out of the cold (sorry...i dont have big arms..im not a juicer)
And make promises to you that I would forever hold (what promises...haha?)
No games, cd’s or women that would satisfy many (tony hawk2,peggy lee, and sluts)
Just this one girl is all I want, she is better than any
For her, in line I would wait single file (waiting sucks ass..but im patient)
I want so badly to be apart of her smile
The thousands of miles that I would walk (run!..i a runner)
To stare into her eyes or to share smiles and talk
Spending hours picking flowers, “she loves me, she loves me not”
Times i try to think other thoughts...a chore that i have fought (what the fuck..what does that mean.haha?)
now is the time to express my emotions (not really...wtf?)
To tell someone of how i care and the true meaning of devotion
You mean a lot to me kelly, friend or more... (blah..blah)
and on and on with crazyness...(now u see why i didnt give it to her..haha) i have fun writing cheezy stuff like this..better than class) but i erased all this and rewrote something even worse...can you imagine people?..it was beat up. it was just 2 much...haha..so i simplified it to make it cuter and less dramtic...i aint no emo weirdo...sike! i am...stay treal.
-wes
If you were in a gift shop I would make you my souvenir (it sounds liek you a toy or something)
And to help when you fall, I would be first to volunteer
I would rap you in my arms to keep you out of the cold (sorry...i dont have big arms..im not a juicer)
And make promises to you that I would forever hold (what promises...haha?)
No games, cd’s or women that would satisfy many (tony hawk2,peggy lee, and sluts)
Just this one girl is all I want, she is better than any
For her, in line I would wait single file (waiting sucks ass..but im patient)
I want so badly to be apart of her smile
The thousands of miles that I would walk (run!..i a runner)
To stare into her eyes or to share smiles and talk
Spending hours picking flowers, “she loves me, she loves me not”
Times i try to think other thoughts...a chore that i have fought (what the fuck..what does that mean.haha?)
now is the time to express my emotions (not really...wtf?)
To tell someone of how i care and the true meaning of devotion
You mean a lot to me kelly, friend or more... (blah..blah)
and on and on with crazyness...(now u see why i didnt give it to her..haha) i have fun writing cheezy stuff like this..better than class) but i erased all this and rewrote something even worse...can you imagine people?..it was beat up. it was just 2 much...haha..so i simplified it to make it cuter and less dramtic...i aint no emo weirdo...sike! i am...stay treal.
-wes