What is there that you would possibly want to know about me besides the fact that I'm a 18 (as that box beside me so bluntly states) year old girl (as the ID picture oh so obviously points out) and I like drawing. Drawing, snapping pictures of everything and everyone, orange, cheese and writing on my walls. There you know the basics!
I would give you a cookie for reading all of this, but alas, they aren't on special in the flyer this week thus my mom won't be comming home with armfulls of Mr. Christie any time soon...*sigh*
You were never liked much
As others made fun of you and such
For you did not posses the greatest appearance
But you did your job with shocking perseverance
For that I am thankful to you
And everything that you do
You helped me wake up in the early morning
And sleep at night never longing
You made the dull and dreary moments bearable
And never stopped once-that's very charitable
You brought something new to the mundane
As you always had something new to keep me sane
I want to let you know how much I miss you
And how lonely I now feel too
Back when your life ended on the busy streets of St-John's
A muddled confusion and desperateness began to spawn
I had a choice, to save you and risk my life
Or save myself and end your life
I now realize my selfish tendencies
Are as vast as the seven seas
Now the bus rides are so long and quiet
But this lonesome feeling I must fight
I have to forget, I have to move on
I have to find something better because you are gone, gone, gone
This is an Ode to you, my Mp3
For I never realized how precious you were to me
I'm pathetic I know, if I shed a tear
But without you...there's no life in my ears
=(
This is a poem I wrote last night in memory of my deceased Mp3 that I dropped running for the bus in the middle of the street...I'm so sorry I couldn't save you! I admit I was planning to buy a new one sometime soon, I mean the screen is all cracked and broken, you couldn't even read the title of the song that was playing and had no idea what the hell you were pressing....but mp3...I was the only one that understood you. I can't take it anymore....I feel so handicapped without my music. I can't walk to work or any place actually, for there is nothing to distract me...I can't draw for there is no music to inspire and amuse me. Oh god, the abuuuuuuuuse.
..LUCKILY. It's paycheck day tommorrow...I couldn't ask for a better timming to murder my Mp3
Yaaaay~! *huggles* LOL, I LOOOOVE the 'Lol Grr...' pic, and from what I can tell, a lotta other people did too! Just let me know if ya need any pic ideas and I'll be glad to help!