Who am I, you might wonder.
i love cleaning my room and finding things i've hidden. i know i probably say this enough, but i save EVERYTHING. i don't know why. if its given to me, if i make it, if i find it, i keep it. and then i hide it. and here's what i found so far:
a plastic swan with red wings. except the funny part was that i had wrapped tissue paper around it and put it in a box because i thought it was glass and precious.
the krunk tshirt cissy and i made in like the 8th grade, PROOF that we invented the word and it is being misused and misspelled in today's slang.
a green frog folded out of construction paper.
a pink suitcase with bears on it. inside (probably what i thought grown ups carried in their briefcase) a yellow sweater with SKI SKI SKI written on the bottom, a black plastic comb like they give you on picture day, blank pieces of notebook paper and random parts of toys.
a jewelry box (that looks like a treasure chest so it was especially exciting to find) but instead of jewelry, it held small erasers in various shapes, like a panda, a bird, a rainbow, a unicorn. all never used.
my sleeping bag in the shape of a tennis shoe, laces and all.
and my favorite find today- a hanging decoration made out of toothpicks with a paper that says M.G.S. attached inside. then a piece of wire is connected to a blue note card this written in cursive (notice spelling mistakes)...
Who am I, you might wonder. Well, I am a poet. A poet who just likes to wright for fun. A poet that is a bird. A bird because my goal is to fly. Also birds are friendly. I am on one of the many beautiful ilands of the Philippines. On the trees are plenty of mangos (which I love to eat. Altough I don't know where I am going but I'm pretty sure it will be a good place.
refreshing, isn't it? I forgot how much i loved writing poems. and its funny that i guess i never knew where i was going, not then and not now. but pretty sure is good enough for me.
a plastic swan with red wings. except the funny part was that i had wrapped tissue paper around it and put it in a box because i thought it was glass and precious.
the krunk tshirt cissy and i made in like the 8th grade, PROOF that we invented the word and it is being misused and misspelled in today's slang.
a green frog folded out of construction paper.
a pink suitcase with bears on it. inside (probably what i thought grown ups carried in their briefcase) a yellow sweater with SKI SKI SKI written on the bottom, a black plastic comb like they give you on picture day, blank pieces of notebook paper and random parts of toys.
a jewelry box (that looks like a treasure chest so it was especially exciting to find) but instead of jewelry, it held small erasers in various shapes, like a panda, a bird, a rainbow, a unicorn. all never used.
my sleeping bag in the shape of a tennis shoe, laces and all.
and my favorite find today- a hanging decoration made out of toothpicks with a paper that says M.G.S. attached inside. then a piece of wire is connected to a blue note card this written in cursive (notice spelling mistakes)...
Who am I, you might wonder. Well, I am a poet. A poet who just likes to wright for fun. A poet that is a bird. A bird because my goal is to fly. Also birds are friendly. I am on one of the many beautiful ilands of the Philippines. On the trees are plenty of mangos (which I love to eat. Altough I don't know where I am going but I'm pretty sure it will be a good place.
refreshing, isn't it? I forgot how much i loved writing poems. and its funny that i guess i never knew where i was going, not then and not now. but pretty sure is good enough for me.