School, poems and almostdeath
08/13/2002 12:04 a.m.
I think it might be true that Koye and I are the only silly seniors not moving on. Well, honestly, we are moving on. We have plans and things to take care of, etc. but we seem to be the only two people who woke up this morning and said "School is starting today, but not for me. And that sucks." I don't understand people who are happy to be away. I most definitely am not. I should smack Koye for that mention of their having lunch. That has to be the most depressing thing ever. I had a baby today. That didn't sound right. I was in possession of a baby today. So there wasn't any time to mope and be nuts. And that makes me mad. And angry. Both fuming and crazy. It works. But in thinking about this whole lunch thing, I'm sincerely glad I wasn't present in spirit or something like that. I don't want to know what they talked about or what they laughed about. Mostly because, if they didn't mention the fact that two members of their usual lunch party were missing, I would be crushed. It's best not to know these things. Other than that, Koye yelled at me last night for writing of all things. :) They're posted. And like, adopted as opposed to being birthed from me, you know? It's all about the music with these poems. They're a whole new thing. I hope the other poems won't look down on them for it. Hopefully they'll let them join in all the reindeer games and all that. You know. I think I lost something. A part of my brain or my heart or soul or being or something. The end of high school is a kind of almostdeath. I'll leave you with that.
I am currently Alienated
I am listening to "Losing My Religion" as covered by Tori Amos