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I'm very random, so I'll just be talking about whatever's on my mind at the time I'm writing! I could start with oranges, and end with the story of a friend's dog! *shrug* Who knows?
Random Outburst
Yeah, I feel like spewing out random thoughts right now.

'Kay, so I just went to a social at my school. First of all, the DJ SUCKS!! No offense to those who like this kind of music, but almost all he played was rap and hip-hop!! It was awful! There were like, two techno songs there, maybe two rock songs, and then some other silly and fun songs, but my gosh! Get a new DJ!!! My friend Daniil was in the doorway at one point, but he didn't want to come in. I don't know why, but he was just dead set against it. Heh...that didn't last long. We eventually dragged him in there. I was actually dragging him around most of the time, it was kinda interesting.

It was so much fun though! Even though it was INSANELY difficult to get him to dance. I thought it was hard to get my boyfriend to dance, but Daniil was extremely difficult.

I have been SO hyper lately. Although, today I have been worried about quite a few things. They were really nagging at my mind. I'm listening to a neat song called Wildflower right now, just wanted to shout that out. But I really have been quite energetic lately. ^^ I love those days. Because those are the days I don't have to care what others think, and can just be myself. I've always had major esteem issues. Ah well. I'm getting better about it, just slowly. I was a wreck about a year ago, even more so before that.

I asked a friend of mine a weird question today. He has asked me questions like, 'What do girls want?' and stuff like that, so today I decided to ask him, 'What are guys like?'

Seriously, guys confuse me IMMENSELY. I don't understand how to decipher the strange code they speak in. They never say things directly! His answer was quite...QUITE ammusing.

He says, "You see, guys are like butterflies." Now I suppose I understand what he means, but it was just so strange to hear him say that!! rofl He did reassure me about some things though, so I'm grateful. Out of all my guy friends, he's the one I feel I can trust the most.

Fwah...I'm so tired. I was dancing non-stop for two hours. My gosh! All the sixth and seventh graders dance like sluts! Well, most of them anyway. Not ALL, because some of them are alright, but STILL! I was NEVER like that when I was in that grade. CRAZINESS!!

Hmm...what to say now...eh, got nothin' else. Oh well, nice to yell about stuff for a little bit. Bye-bye!! heart

~WhiteShadow14

March 20, 2007


The Box
This is a poem I wrote today titled: The Box.

It's about a person who choses to live the safest and most reserved of lives, closing themselves away from the rest of the world, and forgetting life. This person realizes that something is wrong, but doesn't know how to get out of their seclusion. Ultimately, they hid themselves with the idea of preservation. The message here is; face life and embrace the good and the bad, and always be thankful that you aren't a fool in a box.

I lay here in this box,
This brown box, with four corners,
My box is very big, and very dark,
And sometimes, it gets very lonely.

In my box there are no voices,
And there’s no light to come through,
Because my box is closed,
This big, dark, brown box, with four corners, and a lid.

And in the darkness, I wonder,
What does the world look like?
Are there other people in other boxes?
And, what does my box look like, from outside?

These are the questions that haunt me in my box,
But I can’t know the answer,
Because there is no one there,
No one, in my big, dark, lonely, brown box, with four corners.

I would sing in my box,
But I have never learned how,
Because there’s no one to teach me,
So it is quiet.

I would dream in my box,
But, how should I know what to dream,
When I don’t know what’s really out there,
Outside my big, dark, secluded, brown box, with four corners.

And how would I get out of my box?
There are only walls,
Only walls, and a closed ceiling,
With no escape.

I would like to see what’s out there,
Maybe hear what a voice sounds like,
But I can’t,
Not in my big, dark, brown box, with four corners, and no door.

It’s silly, living in a box,
Sitting in the corner thinking,
Pondering life, though I don’t know very much of it,
It’s silly to have closed myself, in this box.

It is also very strange, that no one looks for me,
But that is because this box belongs only to me,
And I am safe here, safe and blind,
Here in my big, dark, brown box, with four corners, locked away.

Thanks much for reading, if anyone actually read this. If not, I'm talking to myself, but that's okay too. mrgreen

~WhiteShadow14

March 14, 2007


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