
(FuckYeahLanaDelRey)
Tuesday’s and Thurday’s are my long day’s.
Class all day. Back to Back.
9:30-4:20.
Ish!
I never realized how much sitting can hurt until now.
I take “bathroom” breaks just to move around.
Let’s just say my ass can feel it and I have a lot of padding.
Ha!
I ask questions.
Thoughtful questions.
Deep.
And everytime I do..
The answer I get is…
“You will learn about that later.”
Well jeez.
Thanks.
I asked now for a reason.
I don’t want to know that answer months from now.
I’m paying a crap ton of money
and all I get is…
“That question is for a later class.”
Thank you US Education System for helping me learn!
Ha!
Ya’aburnee
Arabic – Both morbid and beautiful at once, this incantatory word means “You bury me,” a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person because of how difficult it would be to live without them.
There’s this dog
That sits on the grass
And stares at this tree.
——–
Leaves fall
Like the season,
Hitting the ground at a snails pace.
———-
Stoic like stone
Never breathing
Unless he has too.
——–
Always watching
The people that pass by
Waiting for life to begin.
——-
But he never waits
Always is alive
Watching the wind carry leaves to another place.
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If only everyone
Could be this observant
Everyday.
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Rain or shine
The dog sits on the grass
And stares at this tree.
——-
Stares like his life
Is dependent on never
Blinking.
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But then one day
A stranger notices
That the dog has not moved.
——
(Has not moved
In days
Like a normal canine)
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This stranger pets the dog
And then realizes…
—–
He is the plastic statue
That sits on the grass
And guards this house.
Swordplay. Wii. Arm hurts.
Never again will I fight Reiner.
Needing icepack, now.
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