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Thursday, March 22, 2007


I'm alright.
Today was a good day. I had Poetry Club and it was really fun; I fought a lot with Joe, but it was fun fighting ^_^. We got into a clapping and snapping competition 'cuz he was clapping and it's customary to snap in Poetry Club, so I'd snap in his face like he'd do to me when I'd clap and next thing we knew we were kinda wrestling, each trying to get the other to stop clapping and/or snapping and somebody asked, "What are you two doing?" He answered, "This is what happens when you stick two Puertoricans together," before grabbing my wrists from behind me and crossing them so I couldn't move. One minute I was fighting, next I was just dumbfounded that I was defeated.
"Aha! There we go!" was all he said. First time I've been beaten in a wrestling match TT.TT...
But it was fun though ^_^!

Lol... oh, and I read two poems there, too! I'll post them up for ya now =D!

This one isn't about Alan. Just thought I'd clear that up before soitsu got any ideas, lol...

Fallen Butterflies

I find it funny how things work for the two of us.
People describe love as having butterflies in your stomach,
But if that’s the case,
Then I must be more in love with the stage than with you
Because you unfailingly put me at ease with your smile
And calm me with any random word coming out of the blue
And no matter how hard I search for one…
Not a single butterfly.
(I guess that’s a relief in a way:
I find the concept of butterflies in my body strange anyways, if not downright hilarious.)
Others say that love is the most uplifting feeling,
That whenever that person’s close your heart just won’t stop beating,
But once again,
I must be more in love with horror movies than I am with you,
'Cuz when I’m around you,
My outright laughter out-beats my silent heart by a couple thousand times
And I’m too distracted by your words
To care enough about some meaningless pattering.
But then there are those that say love is like flying to the sky and back,
That after you meet that one person you can't live on knowing what you lack.
Heh… these love descriptions really can’t apply to me
Because being with you is anything but out of the ordinary.
You make being with you, talking with you, laughing with you
Seem like the most natural thing I could ever do,
So how could acting as natural as I was born to
Be such an out-of-the-ordinary thing?
So does this mean that I’m not in love...
Or does it simply mean
That all the butterflies have died from flying so much
And that I’ve controlled my heart so it doesn’t deafen me with a single touch
And that completing myself by meeting you is what I was naturally born to do,
Therefore making you the most natural thing?
I don't know about those dictionary concepts on love,
But there is one thing I know for sure:
I'm falling for you,
So hard that all those petty butterflies, heartbeats and sky dives don't matter anymore.
~Bianca A

This poem is mine. Meaning it's nobody else's. Please don't copy and paste this anywhere, okay? Thanks.

ja ne!
~Kyra

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