Tedium

spring break so far-
i cleaned my room for two days
haven't left my house once
slept in until eleven three days
watched The Birds
and My Big Fat Greek Wedding
Psycho is still unwatched.

nowhere to go, really.

a girl i am starting to get to know-
i'll call her rocket
because that's what we discussed on the phone
for one and almost a half hours
last night.

terrified tomorrow
for the lines on my thigh
(despite heavy foundation and concealer)
are visible
and my mother is taking me
to shop for a swimsuit.

maybe i can get away
with just a top
and shorts over the bottom from
last year.

not like i've grown much.

Taking Off

living and trying to breathe.
exams rolled by
and i'm trying to live
in a city that's too
small for me.

my life now consists of two things:
poetry and music.
this i don't mind,
but there's no people in between.

still suffering with a hopeless chocolate addiction
but what's new?

got an okay in choir competition last friday,
barely scraped into the next level.

saint patrick's day was fabulous
not to mention that i spent the whole day
with a certain blonde angel
who has a thing for his ex-girlfriend.
anatomy of a high school drama.

still counting days
until april eighteenth.

i recently recieved a comment (see Invisible)
from a creator whose work i admire.
a public thank-you to miss calan.
i wore pink striped socks today.

Eyes of Crystal

face it.
i am head over heels in like
with a boy i consider
my brother.
choir district is
tomorrow
and some haven't
memorized music.
saint patrick's day
is saturday
and i am dancing
everywhere.

one performance requires
shorts.
i can't wear shorts
due to a previous
episode of my life
(see anything involving lines)
if i explain why i can't
it's a one-way trip
to mr.therapy,
if some show it's
still a ticket.
catch-22.

i can't give up
my blonde
angel.