About Time

I think it's about time I updated my blog, as I now finally have a little free time. So, what's gone on lately, you ask?

Well, after the previous blog, you'd think I'd hit rock bottom, but on the contrary, I aced both of my exams (or so I think), I returned to work at Target to work Wednesday and Friday for about 18 hours. It was nice to see some of my co-workers again. I got a lot of hugs and such. I went to see Bad Santa on Thanksgiving Night. It was pretty good, although it had many moral overtones, which left it a little bit muddled in my opinion. Perhaps it would not have worked any other way, I don't know. I bought Tony Hawk's Underground on Wednesday and proceeded to beat it in eight hours quite easily. This morning I awoke around 2:30pm. I'm still feeling tiredish, for whatever reason. I was going to hook up with Jerome, but that fell through because he has too much homework to do. Poor guy. Finally, it's been difficult living without my massive collection of mp3's.

Today's Music: Lacuna Coil - Heaven's a Lie

Fighting an Uphill Battle
I feel today the most exhausted that I think perhaps I have in my entire life.

For starters, I'm tired,
secondly, I had a calculus exam today, which as always, was an ordeal,
third, I feel ill, running a fever, etc.
fourth, I've been having printer problems, so I can't print sample exams for my chemistry exam tomorrow, which I haven't had time to study for. My Spanish essay wouldn't print, so e-mailed it to my teacher, and she wouldn't accept it, so I had to walk for an hour round trip to get to my dorm, fix my printer, print it out, and run it back to her through the blistering cold. Her office was on the eleventh floor, and I took the stairs up instead of the elevator. It was at least 25 flights. I haven't done any of the practice exams for chemistry because of my calculus exam, and the fact that I was busy all this weekend. And like I said my printer won't work to print them off. I had a review session tonight from 7:30-9:00pm for chemistry, then I went back to my dorm and started doing my other homework, which I won't complete until at least 2am tonight. I won't be able to turn in my calculus homework because I haven't had time to do it, and I'm still doing my volumes of spanish homework. Thanksgiving break is going to be something of a wash because I have to finish reading a book and doing calculus homework. Everyone else is done with their exams except me, and I'm registering for classes tomorrow, right before my chemistry test, robbing me of valuable time to study. Additionally, classes are really filled up, so I'm going to have trouble in that regard as well. I also have to work during break, and go to Beaver Dam. I'm also having trouble understanding Spanish class for the first time all year, I'm running low on toothpaste, my jacket zipper broke, my eyes are dry as hell, I'm tired, ornery, and have a sore throat.

-End Vent-

Pieces of Me

I cut myself last night,
into tiny bite-sized pieces,

when I strip myself down,
I clutch in my hands,
the threads of myself,
only I'm threadbare,

empty houses,
of people long gone,
creaking rocking chairs, where they once sat,

small heart-shaped lockets, drenched with memories,
you can almost taste,
names inscribed and worn down by furious love,

diaries with the pages torn out,
like hearts,
memories too painful to bear,

dismembered teddy bears,
with stitched mouths,
stuffing coming loose,

pillows laced with tears,
the product of the drug everyone's on,
but no one speaks of,

a lock of hair,
once radiant like waves of grain,
now faded and grayed,

window sills now bare,
just below the window pane,

pain and remorse,
for all the things I can't take back,
and all the places I've gone off track,

and the stirring renditions,
of the harmonies that flow through you,
like waves of light,
bringing me to my knees, begging for mercy.

Pride

If you could mention the unmentionable,
question the unquenchable,
touch the heart that beats with the death threat tether,

kings cleave, women weave, cold air breathes, leaves bereave,
fencing surrounds your heart like art,
Deco, modern, warm and confusing,
never exactly sure what we're losing,

to the past, present, future tense,
the time lost, and the money spent,
go to church, make sure to repent,

bend at the knees, but dont' break,
shatter like ice sculptures next to a wedding cake,
tell lies to the ones you wish to placate,
and stay up all night, fuming, irate,
at yourself.
You can't help it, but you eat yourself alive.

Fuck Pride

Philosophy

Kids should be made to read philosophy,
maybe then they wouldn't impale each other with unblinking ferocity,

children on the playground slice each other with pocket knives,
homemade blades cut from acne and swingset chains,
words fly like jets made out of pain and regrets,

Plato and Socrates never knew such animosity,

Today's Music: Non-Prophets - The Cure

Soul Position

I went with Victor to see Soul Position, Illogic and the Crest at the Annex last night. It was such a great show... damn. So, with that in mind, I transcribed the lyrics to Soul Position - 1 Love

Went to see Soul Position last night along with Illogic. I felt I should devote this one to some lyrics:

Soul Position - 1 Love

It goes stop, look, listen to your heart,
stop, look, listen to the children,

The answer's been with us from the start,
The look in their eyes lets me know God's willin',
I'm a simple man, I don't have all the answers,
but I know it starts in the hearts of men,

And I don't think it's too much to ask for,
If you can't do it for you, do it for them,
so you don't wanna be a role model,
but like it or not, you're still makin' music for them,
you just might be the one they follow,
so think about bein' a little more truthful to them,
I promised that I'd never be ashamed of my rhymes,
and I'd leave something behind that's useful to them,
years ago I made up my mind,
and said I'd never make life more confusing to them,

What about you, you think it's too late?
there's no better time than right now for you to begin,
but first you gotta let go of the hate,
put your guns down,
you wanna fight?
then do it with pens.

hold your head up and stand tall,
even when you lose in the end,
what matters most is you gave your all,
so you can never in your life look stupid to them.
The experience you gained should be admired,
not just whether you lose or win,
'cuz even gold must go through fire,
only to become brand new in the end,
I realize I can't change the world,
no matter how much I try,
but hopefully I can start with you,
one line at a time, one rhyme at a time

(RJD2's Sample)
All my people in the Struggle (1 love)
Time is so limited (1 life)
I'm out to win it all, y'all (1 chance)
Trying to save the world, but I'm just (1 man)

All my people in the Struggle (1 love)
Time is so limited (1 life)
I'm out to win it all, y'all (1 chance)
Trying to save the world, but I'm just (1 man)

All my people in the Struggle (1 love)
Time is so limited (1 life)
I'm out to win it all, y'all (1 chance)
Trying to save the world, but I'm just (1 man)

My people in the struggle (1 love y'all)
No Doubt (this is blueprint), ( love y'all)
to everybody, all my peoples (1 life)
that came and went (only one),
my crew greenhouse, one chance,
rjd2, the megahertz, the iskabibbulz,
you know what I'm saying?
no doubt.
A shout out to my niece, what up Savannah?
my moms, my sister, what up Dwight, what up Pops?
I love y'all. All a y'all. Anita, Rest in Peace.