Moped

A Poetic Story from my Life

I bought my sisters moped

and with it i sped

to seventy-five k.m. per h.

with a helmet on my head

It was dark the other night

but i had on my shades

they stop wind and give my sight

but the dark made everything fade

I hit a patch of gravel

and then began to slide

the unseen pothole hit me

and off my moped i did fly

but it was great anyways

sick

so i'm sick today, well sorta, i'm still not 100% but i could have went to school, however i decided i can afford to take the day as i went to school yesterday when i shouldn't have. anyways a sick day means TV, Nintendo and working on my comic, , as well as a list of chores my mom leaves, not chores because i'm sick but figures that i should do them now rather than later, so basically means i can chillax later, which is cool, anyways i g2g, got many more lazy things to do, peace out and have a tubular day (that phrase gets repeditive after a while doesn't it) bye

see you at the pole

so i ran this event where all us christians meet at the school flag pole and pray for our school and it was great we had bout 10 kids.... pretty good for the first time in several years. its funny though what you learn about people you don't really know, that day b4 the event i made myself a walking billboard (as i often do) that is i tape a flyer on the front of my shirt and hand out more when pple try to read it, so i'm sitting there waiting for my ride to come after year book and BAM! the janitor comes up and starts talking to me, turns out hes a christian and used to teach sunday school, cool thing to know, i guess i never thought about the janitors' lives outside work, man makes you wonder about all the other pple you pass each day that you know nothing about

today is today

well today is today and today would be the day that it is... today would be a day with rain (which is totally tubular) and today would be a day of KOOL-AIDE. Why a day of KOOL-AIDE you may ask, the answer is it just is.... for years i've... well, we (my whole family) have been pathetically collecting points from the package of this overley sugarry dye that we don't drink that often.... the company of this crystalized pigment of sweet delight is clever... or were anyways... u see everytime we almost have enough points for something decent they up how many points you need.... at one point we got up to 85 and the most worthwhile pointless prize was 100 and then BAM! everything shot up, now the worthless crap at the bottom was 250 points instead of 25... and over the years we lostr several sheets but now, yes now, that corporation of sugary trickery made a fatal flaw, once which will enable me to get............
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some worthless prize that is not their worst. in an attempt to promote their invisible juice they put 100 points on every package.... i bought 8.... that is 800 points along with the 200 i already had brings me to 1000 points and enough for a prize.... YIPEEEEE!
anyways thats all for now peace out and have a totally tubular day

travelling to the land of LC craig (Aylsa Kraig....dunno if thats right either)

so ya, i'm like going to visit soem friends from the other boonie land..... our so called "Hick Friends" and i'm like gunna b lost again. evrytime we go there (like twice a year) my family gets lost, my dad knows a long way but we always take the short way that they tell us to and get l;ost which takes longer than the long way.... well once we didn't thanx to some idiot proof instructions we were given (i.e. head toward intersection, DO NOT TURN, continue straight, if you are past the intersection in the direction you were going yer on track) but this time don't got such clear instructions so...... we'll get lost
oh well, i'm excited anyways
peace out yall
and remember life is a tubular adventure

school

back to the ball and chain..... or should I say book and chain. First day and got home work in 3/4 subjects! not much but stil... BLLLLLLAUGH! oh well, art is awesome, and the others will be great once i get back in my groove.... I hope.
so anyways lifes good, i get to be in art this semester so it isn't that bad....... actually that makes it awesome, historys fun too, and english..... but math, BOOOOO!!!!
oh well, i g2g, so this stops here...
























































































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no here. Bye.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

a sream or terror or joy? i'm not sure.... maybe i'm just in limbo. School starting, life back to normal, living at home, old friends, camp friends far away, free from the braeside bubble, missing the bubble, AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! but on the reverse side of things i've come to a big realization, There is always a link (at least most of the time) between all social groups, or maybe not..... still testing this, (don't worry its not like i'm going to start listening to normal music or learn the names or celebrities I'm just going to be more social)...... so ya, school good? bad? dunno and frankly I'm too split between my 2 worlds (braeside and home; three worlds if you count the one in my head) to really care at this point. so for now what is, is and whatever will be, will be..... i'll just try to be oblivious to my situation (hath worked thus far) and relax by recalling the phrase "Sun is warm. Grass is green." slowly and multiple times, peace out yall and may thou always remember life is boring if you look at it that way and totally Tubular if you choose to be happy, peace out