RANDOM

Here are random pictures from my trip to the U.S.A last summer. I look awkward when taking photos hence the limited number of pictures. I regret it though.

SOMEWHERE ELSE

Mom says people just come and go. Maybe, you were meant to be that one person who'd go barging in my life, teach me a tradgic lesson and walk away forever. And maybe, you're going to come back. We'd meet Someday in Somewhere Else and catch up, sipping drinks in the sun. And maybe, you're just going to disappear. I'd forget about you and go out in the world to live my life. But then, you'd come back to haunt me. My dreams of you with the light reflecting in your eyes, they'd be dug up from a corner of my mind when my hands are aged and laced with the wrinkles time has a habit of leaving behind. Or I don't know. I'm not sure. I wouldn't like to pretend I've got everything figured out. I still don't know the questions to my answers. And I have no clue of what I ever did to let you go. I say I'm fine, pretty great actually. And that's when you leave. You nod and turn. I have my last look at you and then you're gone. But, I have hope. Maybe Someday. In Somewhere Else.

Wouldn't it be nice to live by the sea with a white beach? I don't want it full of people in skimpy bikinis. I want it big and empty. And every night there'd be a bonfire for my friends. We'd all feel small and lost like ants in a house. And that fire would mean different things. But, sometimes it would be just for you. I don't want you to know these things and at the same time I do. And somehow you do know. And that's okay.

I'm compiling my random paragraphs into a book. I am that lame. In my dimension, there is no such thing as a writing proccess.

WHAT DO I STAND FOR?

I heard Some Nights by FUN on the radio the other day while going home from school and I wrote something that is based from the thoughts in my head and the emotions from my kidney when I listened to this song.

   I had stood for love and I tried with faith, but, I had to fall and I did not pray. Yet here I am, still upright and proud. So God if You hear me, what do I stand for? I've been loyal to my brothers and I strived to tell the truth, but, in the end I had rebelled and I lied to sort things out. Yet here I am, still existing and dignified. So God if You're listening, what do I stand for? I was never one to be the soldier. I was never one to be the writer. They had always seen trouble in my eyes, so tell me Lord, what do I stand for? They're waiting for their hero to come, but, haven't they come already? It's a mad mad world we're fighting for, so tell me Lord, what do You stand for?

LUNATIC IN WONDERLAND

My old work. I did this last year in Math class. I don't know what I was thinking.


The Mad Hatter invites you to tea.
Wear your best dress and you'll see
How wonderful lunatics can be,
How whim disguises the sea.


Off with their heads!
Oh, off with their heads!
The Queen jumps up with glee.
But, before she could call
A trial in court,
The cards with fault then flee.


Now, tickity tock
Climb up the clock.
Her mind is clouded in doubt.
"Curiouser and curiouser!" that's what she shouts
'Til they put a sock in her mouth.

DERPING AROUND

This is my new blog. Obviously. It's prolly gonna be boring because all I'll post here are my writing rubbish and constant nonsense updates about things I discover. I run my sentences together a lot so I apologize for all my future posts.