Life of a Key

I've been thinking about this for a few days. The life of a key. Keys are always being used. Always having to turn things on and off. always unlocking or locking doors. they come in all shapes and sizes. there is certainly pride among keys. and Class. you see, It all depends on what you open. that determines your worth. many Keys also have a twin or maybe they're a triplet. they could even be from a whole family of keys. but Essentially there are two kinds of keys. the kind ones that fulfill their job and then there are the keys that are always going missing. They enjoy a good game of hide and seek. Like to confuse their owners. But you can't really blame them cause Keys need attention too. Being used all the time sucks. Hiding is a good way for them to get attention. They are being sought after. The number one thing on their owners mind. Once found, keys are praised. "I'm so glad I found them". It is a sad day when a key gets replaced. For then it just sits there never being used while the other keys rub it in their face(s). Oh what would we do without keys?

The Innocence of Childhood

I miss the days of old

the innocence of childhood

times of happiness and rejoicing

the simplicity of life.

when your hardest decision was: 

what shirt to wear this day

I miss playing in the park

I miss jumping in the freshly fallen leaves of Autumn

I miss dancing in the warm rain of a midsummer's storm

I miss crying for no particular reason

I miss believing in the jolly bearded man

I miss the seemingly endless hours of learning to read

long gone are the days of pure excitement,

the quest for knowledge, 

and the questioning of everything.

boy how the times have changed.

what happened?

where did I go wrong?

Now I am left with naught but memories

oh what I would give to go back

Back to the Cave

It is time my friends. time to go back to the cave. the cave which few have had the misfortune or pleasure of visiting. The cave in which I do most things. The cave of creation. I'm already tired of this term. if I weren't so close, I'd maybe quite school altogether. I've made it this far though, I'll hang in there a little longer. back to the cave is a strange statement, since in truth I haven't really left it. Suppose it just means I'm going to be creating more art than in past times. so if you must go lookin' ya know where to find me.

Saturday Confessional

I don't really know how to say this but I'll do it anyways. I must admit that being in a relationship kind of freaks me out a little bit. Not used to it. been single for so long that its like "is this real?"  about 2-3 months ago, I lost the ability to have awkward situations. tis strange, but nothing is awkward to me anymore. not much was before, but now the things that used to be awkward aren't. To be honest, at the moment I don't know that I much enjoy being taken. Not that I don't like Mercedes, cause I do. Just that I need to grow accustomed to this change. I tend to think about the future a lot. so naturally I have to wonder where this relationship is going and how it will all end up.  Once someone told me I should go out with this other girl. "you guys would be really good together" I replied "maybe, but I could be good with most any girl at Walden". she agreed with me on that. I can learn to love people fairly easy since I naturally tend to see the good things about people. I must admit, I'm not sure whether I'm truly in love yet. I feel like I'm just kind of rolling with it. see where it takes me. but the more time I spend with her, the less weird it gets

in which my blog lives up to its name

this week has been bloody strange. first off, I'm in an eco fashion class and have been working on making womens clothing from recycled materials all week. then there was that thursday business, of which the whole school apparently knows about. then yesterday was super surreal. Ice Climbing in Joe's valley when it was 70º outside! I can't even tell you how weird that was, but hey I didn't get frostbite. although at one point I randomly started bleeding out of my knuckle. don't know how I did that. Today I learned that a lot of good friends of mine are in relationships now. guess I missed a lot yesterday. and they are couples I wouldn't have guessed. meaning I had no idea any of those people liked eachother. this week has been ridiculous...even by my standards!

Things are Gonna get Stranger, So Let's get on With the Show

just when I thought things were getting boring, normal. Today happened. now time for a flashback.

Ext. Sundance - Day

three children roaming around the the grounds. on a school trip. two of them male, the other female.

   MERCEDES

you guys just make everything so awkward

JAIREN

that's our job.

MORGAN

yeah, we do it to everyone.  for example: me telling

Marny I'd kiss her if she knocked down all those bowling pins.

 MERCEDES

I don't think you would have actually done it.

MORGAN

she didn't knock down the pins or I would have.

MERCEDES

I knocked down all the pins, you didn't give me a kiss

MORGAN

yeah, but you didn't have a split. you have to do something

ridiculous for a kiss.

Ext. Timp Lodge - Day

the children have all hiked up to Timp Lodge for lack of something better to do. along the way they pretend it is an epic mountain climb. the men barely survive.

MERCEDES

was that epic enough?

MORGAN

I don't know what do you think man

JAIREN

It probably was. 

MERCEDES

I bet you won't kiss me.

MORGAN

oh? well then I had better prove you wrong.

the two move in for the kill. lips touch. que romantic music. Morgan is shocked by the kiss. he can tell she has wanted to do this for some time. The kiss turns into an intense makeout session. suddenly a nude hobo walks out of the forest.

HOBO

It's...Time.

THE END

see, my life is a movie. or was it just a dream? reflecting back on it, I can't be certain. But Wait. there is photographic evidence?! Hmm. I think I may just have a girlfriend now.

withdrawls

oh man! I'm totally going through facebook withdrawls. don't know if I can take it anymore. its been two full days. it's getting really bad. coughing up blood. trying not to relapse.  and then there is the fact that I actually am getting things done. its terrible! I'd like to think of facebook as a boring place without my  wit. but aside from the things previously mentioned, Its going pretty good.