Jul 21, 2003 08:03
Remember the poem I was talking about in my other post...
here it is
I hate the way you talk to me and the
way you cut your hair I hate the way
you drive my car I hate it when you
stare.
-She pauses, then continues-
I hate your big dumb combat boots and
the way you read my mind I hate you so
much it makes me sick it even makes me
rhyme
-She takes a deep breath, and looks quickly at Patrick, who
stares at the floor-
I hate the way you're always right
I hate it when you lie I hate it when you
make me laugh even worse when you make me cry I hate it that you're not
around and the fact that you didn't
call But mostly I hate the way I don 't hate you not even close, not even a
little bit, not even any at all.
<<<<<<<<3 Wasn't that to so full of sadness. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<3
My poems are sad too, but thats so I am not sad on the out side.
Hehe. I am watching power rangers.
See how bored i am?
When I was 9 YRS old I think for my birthday party we went swimming and I had made a birthday cake the night before with my mom.. It had power ranger figures on it. Jenny, Marky, and I would always say we were power rangers. Lmao- I was the pink one -DUH!
Jenny was yellow, and Marky was red, and Rich who would be blue and then Mindy- his sister would be purple- yeah, we made her up.
We would go to our tree house on the water, where all the ducks would be, and we'd sit in the tree, or go swimming. I had the best times there..
Omg!
I AM SO BORED!
I am sitting her writing to a screen.. Is that pitiful?
Uuooh. Brian just came online. He is so nice, I just started talking with him, but he is so nice.. And cute too.
Write more Later-- Again.