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Thursday, November 20, 2008
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his father and mother kissed alot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it
Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
and he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pew
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his father and mother kissed alot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it
Once from a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his father and mother never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
worn too much makeup
That made him coughed when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at 3AM he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly
That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didnt think
he could reach the kitchen
-The Perks of being a Wallflower




So while the 3/4 of the cohort are celebrating the end of A's, the rest of us poor souls still have literature paper. Ugh.
Was reading this particular book as I was having lunch cause I've read all the others that I have a few times already.
I HAVE to buy more books!
Dug out my Horrible History books that I love when I was younger.
Great, my sentences are not flowing smoothly and there's literature paper tomorrow.
I think Pip is an ass, Othello is freaking blind, Lear is out of his mind and Stephen Dedalus is weird.
So all in all, I doubt I will re-read my texts again after tomorrow.
I only like Another Place, because the poems are nice when I understand them.
A dragonfly flew into my bathroom yesterday, wth.
I have been checking yahoo finance these few days and the exhange rates right now, US$1=S$1.529. UGHHHHH, cant buy my custom LEGO guns! ):



Oh guess what? Im actually happy. :D
Counting down...

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