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My sister wrote a funny "poem". It's much better to hear her read it, but just the same, here it is:
Bored Poem
By: Lauren White
We moved our clocks an hour ahead
What a dread
47 more days of school
they probably won't rule
less than 2 weeks till prom
i'm going to bored.com
we're out of school this friday
wish i had something interesting to say
HP3 comes to theaters june 4
it makes me so happy i could kiss the floor
i'm so bored i'm boring you
to this poem i bet you're saying, "BOO"
well, i love you too!
She cracks me up. I talked to her on the phone tonight. She's getting cooler and cooler. She's about as random as I am. But she sings better and she's funnier and, I don't know, but yeah.
When Jesus comes back, I just decided, he's going to see the churchs, get pissed off, point his finger at them, and blow them up. Then he's going to come to the philosophy club and kiss our feet.
I'm trying to get back into a good sleeping habit. Back into a good sleeping habit? Forget back. I haven't been in a good sleeping habit in years. I've been watching this thing on Jesus and Paul on ABC for about an hour. It's actually rather interesting. Some of what they were saying sounded really good. Maybe it was just the way I was interpretting it (probably, actually), but it gave some really good reasons for a revolution within Christianity, where someone like myself would be preferrable most "Christians." Worshipping the person, Jesus, (at least today) isn't important. Being a good person, though, of course, is. Yes, I really think that Jesus--if he were to come back or some shit--would give me a high five and a hug, and laugh at those religious church goers. Why? Because I'm better than them! Ha!! Joking. No, but seriously. I'm pretty seriously.
The music in this program cracks me up. It's so weird. I'm listening to Isis at the same time. And reading Rumi and Hafiz. I have a book in each hand. I like to just open up to random pages and read.
I've hardly done any homework tonight. I'm horrible. Tomorrow, I shall do better. I will I will. Maybe....
Bored Poem
By: Lauren White
We moved our clocks an hour ahead
What a dread
47 more days of school
they probably won't rule
less than 2 weeks till prom
i'm going to bored.com
we're out of school this friday
wish i had something interesting to say
HP3 comes to theaters june 4
it makes me so happy i could kiss the floor
i'm so bored i'm boring you
to this poem i bet you're saying, "BOO"
well, i love you too!
She cracks me up. I talked to her on the phone tonight. She's getting cooler and cooler. She's about as random as I am. But she sings better and she's funnier and, I don't know, but yeah.
When Jesus comes back, I just decided, he's going to see the churchs, get pissed off, point his finger at them, and blow them up. Then he's going to come to the philosophy club and kiss our feet.
I'm trying to get back into a good sleeping habit. Back into a good sleeping habit? Forget back. I haven't been in a good sleeping habit in years. I've been watching this thing on Jesus and Paul on ABC for about an hour. It's actually rather interesting. Some of what they were saying sounded really good. Maybe it was just the way I was interpretting it (probably, actually), but it gave some really good reasons for a revolution within Christianity, where someone like myself would be preferrable most "Christians." Worshipping the person, Jesus, (at least today) isn't important. Being a good person, though, of course, is. Yes, I really think that Jesus--if he were to come back or some shit--would give me a high five and a hug, and laugh at those religious church goers. Why? Because I'm better than them! Ha!! Joking. No, but seriously. I'm pretty seriously.
The music in this program cracks me up. It's so weird. I'm listening to Isis at the same time. And reading Rumi and Hafiz. I have a book in each hand. I like to just open up to random pages and read.
I've hardly done any homework tonight. I'm horrible. Tomorrow, I shall do better. I will I will. Maybe....