Word Up! It's the code word!

Hahahah Rafe that's so good!


Aaaaaand guess who is the newest groundskeeper at the Verizon Wireless Amphitheater?!?!?!?!?

awwwwwwwwwwwww emma thats awesome! I wish i could work somewhere cool. lol


BUT GUESS WHO IS GOING TO CAMBODIA THIS SUMMER?!?!?

Why Cambodia? Haha that's so random!

Haha! My teacher gave me info about this East-West Center cause she did something with them last year.

So I will go to Hawaii for a few days then fly to cambodia, stay there two weeks documenting how the genocide effected the families. Go back to Hawaii for a few days to put the documentary together. Come back home and enter it into some film festivals which is perfect because True/False is right here in Columbia!

That's fantastic! Congrats on such a cool project.

Jeez! Haha you're one of those people who WILL make a difference in the world. That's sweeeeet! My goodness, have fun!!

That sounds like an amazing trip. Good like with the video. I'm into video stuff and that seems like a crazy awesome project. Wish I had the opportunity to do something cool like that.

You know, I could really, or should really, have a different avatar. This one, for lack of a better word, is just stupid! I'm really just too lazy to find a picture, resize it, and put it up!


PS
I'm actually listening to White Stripes' 'Get Behind Me Satan' all the way through for the first time and I really like it!

I wrote a poem tonight.

LOVE ME

Love me
Won’t you love me
For who I am and
For what we could be

I’m out on a limb
I climbed here for you
Hanging by one arm
To see what you would do

Put me back on solid ground
I’ll wait for you to come around
And put me in your arms
Where we’ll stay forever
Fall asleep together

Our dreams become one
While our hearts are resting
We dance among the stars
To wake by your side is
A dream come true
And you’re more beautiful
Than I could imagine
I see heaven in your eyes
And they plead me in

Love me
Please just love me
For who I am and
For what we will be

i swear i'm going to kill my brother. he left his army men all over the basement floor [seriously child, you're 15] and i stepped on a big pile of them and tore my foot all up. its gross looking.

and congrats lauren. thats an awesome project, tell me when it shows at true/false and i'll definitely be there.

fantastic voyage by coolio is the best way to start a roadtrip...


just so you know.

add it to your roadtrip playlists.

I still haven't figured out how to put an avatar up....I know I've tried before...lol

That was a pretty nice poem, Rafe. That compelled me to share a poem I wrote recently. I never write poems or have deep discussions or anything, so this is strange to me. I'm just trying something different and I still want to change it up a little. By the way, you'll notice strange structure, meter, and word/phrases that maybe don't work in normal language, but that's what I wanted to do. Please, people of this forum or whatever this is, tell me honestly if this is any good at all. ...I hope nobody minds me posting this..

Can somebody tell me what it feels like to live,
To feel that so-called wind in my hair?
I want to be the everyman, the every-can,
To everyone,
To make a split decision with no fear, no looking back.

The liver, the live-er, is livelier than most,
More stories to tell, people to charm, places to see and go.
Indecision clouds him not; the wind has passed him by a thousand-fold
Everyman, to every man, is the greatest of the hosts.

Me, the every man who watches the everyman, who wants to be the everyman,
Studious to his ways I am.
Should I tell him my story?
A chance at life would be nearby, if so.
The wind is blowing all around me, now all every man needs is hair.

But everyman soon takes the lead,
He stumbles but a zero count, as true to his living life could be.
What makes it my turn, the day I live, the day I am the live-er?
The light is dim, the tunnel is long, but I think that’s how I prefer.

Comfort zone is the word of the day, the word of the week, the word of my life
It defines the every man, though defied by the everyman.
Freedom comes but once in a never,
So every man must take hold and make it last forever.

But feelings have such an uncomfortable feel to them
Right though to some, oh so wrong to the others.
Living for every man just isn’t the way
Or we would all share the glorious moment of living for a day.

Wind, hold on, your time will come again,
Everyman is just around the corner.
He smiles to the people whose lives he’s just saved,
Now they, too, can live at least for one more day.

Me, the every man, realizes the time,
It’s half-past give up, I’m not supposed to be alive,
Or feel alive.
It simply wouldn’t be me.
So every man stay in your tunnel, and let the everyman be free.

maybe im just sensitive to good writing, but thats beautiful. thank you for putting into words something that i never knew how to say