Wednesday, February 15, 2006

There wont be a song today... everybody's got their valentine's day rant and it's my turn. We had our V-day dance yesterday at school and well, it sucked i guess. I'm on Student Concil, so i had to help with everything. Which i generally didn't mind. I bought two carnations from the seniors, one for Kakashi and one for Kiba. I was given a carnation from Stuart and one out of seeming pity from a kid named Jackson. Lovely. Didn't dance with anyone, despite me having three good male friends, and i found out of my asian friends, Luis, is an awesome dancer. Anyways, so i was looking forwards to kakashi picking me up while i was wearing a dashing suit (see picture in last post) and being all prince-charming with the flowers, but no, she didn't want to hang out on the most romantic day of the year...I also admit, i was thinking of Mizuki alot that day. What would it have been like if we had stayed together? If my phone had been working, would we have been sending each other sweet nothings all day long, then perhaps i'd catch a ride to the post office and send her a dozen carnations or so. How different would it have been if i had chosen the alluring red rose over the ever-growing wild flowers? I suppose that's some food for though. About halfway during the dance i walked out of the gym and sat up in the branches of a tree which leans close to the ground. I suppose it would have been an interesting sight to see a girl in a suit with a red tie, two carnations in hand sitting in an outcasted tree. Well, on a lighter note, here's a poem i wrote today. The Library The Smell of old books hits your nose as you walk in the door A rug with cars on it covers the linoium tiled floor And memories come back to me from days afore And i know that i've been here before Soft light hues the room yellow And a little dust tickles your nose Books surround you starring patiently in wait And you feel a little freer of your woes How the time has passed me by As i sit in that once big chair and sigh And i realize this room is much smaller than once thought And that actually i have grown alot But while i have changed This place has not And it all seems so strange But i recall it always having what i sought Its so familular to me And yet its all so new Remembering things once forgotten Remembering what i once knew

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