School Bags In Hand She Leaves

can you help name this poem I have more on myspace http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fus eaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=37 6829607
if you want to read them i will post this one as soon as it gets a name

A Vietnam vet stands atop of a bridge
with a purple heart held tightly in his hand
scramming I fought for you can live
how come we cant understand
he served our country and served it well
did his best gave it his all
but when he got back we called him names and treated him like HELL
now he feels one more soldier must fall

A middle aged single mother lays on the bed with tears in her eyes
and a lethal dose of pills held tightly in her hand
asking god for the answers why
she couldn’t make her husband understand
that she loved him why couldn’t he tell
she did her best and gave her all
but he abuse her and treated her like hell
now she feels one more woman shall fall

A teenaged boy in his room with a thousand thoughts in his mind
with the gun held tightly in his hands
as he leaves for school he leaves his book bag behind
saying I will make them understand
I try fitting in and thought I did well
I did my best gave my all
but they teased me and treated me like hell
now I feel a hundred of my peers must fall

A newborn baby in a garbage can
a pacifier held tightly in its hands
with out a chance to grow up into a young lady or man
why didn’t this child mother understand
without her the baby wont do well
it cant do its best or give us its all
how can she treat this child like hell
I feel we cant let another child to fall

Social Distortion

2008-05-29 16:08:53 by bobwis

Late......realllllllly late....haha. i have soooo much going on right now though, its abso-fucking-lutly crazy. haha. im loosing my head. =] ne ...

Well, there is a kid named Joey at my school, for those of you who saw my last question, this is an update. I have recently became engaged with my partner, Jose, and creep Joey fellow is totally hitting on me!

It is a well known fact at my school that i am gay. When you have 250 people in highschool it happens. Anyway, he has been semi-stalking me i guess you could say...he knows where i am at ALL times. i don't know why he is so into me, but i don't know what else it could be...everytime i see him, there are a few extremely awkward moments of silence before he does on into his quirkey conversation... i suppose you could say that it really got bad a few weeks ago...

It was the day of our Game against Quitman and a lot of the band students were in the band hall, me and some other percussion players where working on a cadance and he called me over to the computer and starts playing Won't Bow by Breaking Benjamin and says Hey Daniel, this song reminds me of you.
Later that day he found my grandmother's Room (she's head of ESL and Testing) and pokes his head in and said Hey Daniel and leaves...there have been other, strange awkward moments but those are the ones that come to mind at the moment. Today, we had benchmark testing for TAKS and he had made a tower of cards... people were asking him if they could be the one to knock it down. i was sitting on the otherside of the room rereading Twilight and he calls out, no Daniel gets to do it. he then promptly calls me over, which i do reluctantly and lets me destroy his tower of cards. he then pulls out a new pen from his bag and hands it to me saying this is for you...

Maybe he just wants to be my friend, but i am not sure. its okay if he's into me, i am gay, but i am with someone! i would kinda just like to know what is up with this guy...What do you think?

You need to be firm, or else this will continue to persist and the situation may escalate!

Approach this boy, and set some boundaries down.

Tell him you are flattered that he is interested in you, but that you are already in a committed relationship.

If he just wants to be friends on the other hand ,that is great!

Best of luck to you.

2009-10-28 13:19:51 by Jīn Sutāuindo.

my moring routine is...
*mom yells down the hall i roll over
*ten mintues later she knocks on the door
*i get up
*get my blanket
*go sit on th couch till she leaves
*when she leaves i text
*at 7:40 i get up and go to the bathroom
*brush my teeth
*wash my face
*turn the shower on
*get my clothes off my door
*take a 30 min shower
*get out get dress
*now im rushing i get my bag and jacket and put it on the couch
*put my shoes on
*run down the hall and yell to my dad im leaving
*get some bread
*get my neckles
*get my key and id
*walk down the street to the bus stop
*an im there at 8:50
*make it to school at 9:15

~after school is`
*walk home
*unlock door
*throw bag on the floor
*wash hands
*eat some chips
*take bag in room
*text
*get on youtube
*dance
*call my mom
*clean bathroom
*find something to wear for 2 morrw
*ask my mom what there is 2 eat
*call my boyfriend
*take a shower
*call bestfriends
*eat*go to bed
~sometimes its diffrent though

BEFORE
after my alarm going off ten times (yes I do set 10 alarms) I get up.
get dressed
grab some brekkie if I have time
brush teeth
cleanse, tone, moisturise face
do hair
do make-up
think what subjects I have that day and stuff some books in my bag
grab final things I need for school (iPod, phone, lip balm, money, keys)
sprint up the driveway and just get the bus

AFTER
stumble down the driveway (I have jelly legs after the long bus ride home)
unlock door and go in
get changed into jammies
take off make-up
get something to eat
work out til 5
watch friends
call a friend
watch hollyoaks (usually recorded if I think it's going to be a long call)
have dinner
go on the computer and go on various sites and msn
then text a few people
go for a shower
maybe watch some late night telly, like Family Guy or CSI if it's on
go back on the computer and listen to music while messing about in my room/or messing about doing something else around the house
do my homework at about 12
muck about a bit more, text a few people and see if there up. if they are it will likely result in a long phonecall, usually lasting til 3 in the morning.
apply body moisturiser
brush teeth
cleanse, tone, moisturise face.
pee.
maybe flick through a magazine.
set 10 alarms.
go to sleep.

Ahhhh, it's a fun life :)

2009-03-01 17:27:36 by Ciera M

First off, it's rough. Secondly I have been trying to find a suitable opening to my chapter one for WEEKS, although nothing is quite making the mark. I'm not even sure if this will :\
But anywho, What do you think? would you read more?
too much description? does it flow properly?

Oliver Fincher approached the small, round table with caution, not wanting to startle the girl occupying it. Her face was twisted in an expression Oliver couldn’t quite pinpoint, and the last thing he wanted to do was frighten the poor young lady, who had failed to notice the now-cold, lemon honey tea placed on the wooden table in front of her. He moved slowly to her side, hooking his thumbs through peacock-patterned braces, letting his elbows hang, relaxed.
After a moment, the girl’s eyes flickered and she turned her head to face the old man who had now appeared at her table. Her gaze was unfocused, her amber eyes bleary and Oliver wondered whether it was because she had gone on unblinking for some time. His brow creased, worriedly.
“Anything I can help with, Florence?” he asked.
Florence shook her head and smiled weakly. “Nothing at all to be honest, Mr Fincher.”
Oliver Fincher nodded but did not leave her side. The dimly lit teahouse was far from busy and no customer was in need of his hospitality quite yet. And as much as he knew the girl was wanting to be alone, her desperate eyes kept him tethered to the spot.
“You know,” he said, his own eyes large and blue, twinkling in the lamplight. “Sometimes talking to a fickle old person like me can do wonders – we are an expert bunch when it comes to those wearisome, unwanted mind matters.”
Florence sat in silence, struggling for an answer. The ticking clogs hidden under her mass of tangled hair, could be almost audible, Oliver imagined.
“Thanks Mr Fincher...” she said after a long moment. “But I’ve got to head back to school – lunch’s almost over.”
Florence placed her hand inside her blazer and pulled out a handful of coins, holding it out for Oliver to collect. Her eyes rested on him as he pocketed the shrapnel, while she shrugged her school bag onto her shoulders.
The last thing she wanted to do was leave the comfort of the cluttered, miss-matched Oliver’s Teahouse. The small place was cramped with unusual assortments of teapots, cups and matching saucers which lined the entire room on dark wooden, built-in shelves. Colourful bags of various flavoured tea were wedged in between. Sighing, Florence gave the odd cafe one last sweeping glance before stepping out into the bright, spring sunshine; all the while struggling to hold back her tears.

thanks :)
(it goes onto talk about why she is 'sad' but it leaves a lot of mystery at the same time)


BQ - what do you do if your starting chapter just isn't clicking?
I haven't found the right one thus far, altohugh with a little work this excerpt may just tickle my fansy. Also, I HAVE written on, but I just don't feel comfortable chopping and changing, I'd rather rite from chapter one to the end, not all-over the place.
The salty stream of tears began to form trails on Florence’s cheeks instantly after she left the teahouse. After ordering her lemon honey tea, she could not drink it. The unease bubbling in her stomach was too strong and although she hated herself for crying, she couldn’t hold it in any longer. The day was only half over, yet Florence Lock was anticipating its end. For hours she had plastered her face with one of false happiness, nodding her way through the countless ‘Happy Birthday’s’ that had been thrown her way. It was the thirteenth of September; a day Florence wished to bypass altogether. It was her birthday.

I can tell you were tense while writing this by reading the first few lines as their sentence structure is a bit awkward. However you quickly seem to be getting into it and your writing starts to flow. You had some beautiful description in there, and the tone of sadness and bitterness fit’s the happening just right. This beginning keeps the reader interested. The sense of mystery adds suspense. I liked how the story starts with Oliver and then progresses to focus on Florence. It gives a nice insight on how she is perceived by the people around her.
In general, you did a good job on this. Your writing style is indeed very beautiful and classical. I like that. For the first few sentences, I think it would be better if you’d put a full-stop at “Oliver couldn’t quite pinpoint, and the” instead of a comma. It would improve the flow as very long sentences get chaotic easily. Also I would replace the word ‘pinpoint’ with ‘identify’. I think ‘identify’ would fit your writing style more. Also as Oliver appears to be a older character, a youthful expression seems kinda out of place. But those are just my recommendations. You don’t need to follow them. You already did a great job at writing!

2010-10-24 00:11:46 by The Floo Network [Electric Feel now]

There's this girl who's been in my class since September but who I've only recently started talking to for the past 2 - 3 weeks. I really think I like her, but I'm not sure if she does.

She's really nice and all, but I keep thinking I'm just another friend. So she says I think different from the other guys, that I'm so sweet and nice, a sweet talker, that I think so...right?, and she said "ILYSFM <3" one time. This was all on AIM.

In school, we see each other one period. So she said she loves hugs, and I said so I'll hug you, and she said yay, so now second period is her favorite period of the day. I asked her once to give a bear to her/my friend as a late Christmas gift because her parents said their gift to her is the fact that they raise her.

Anyways, I also told her I had never tried truffles before, so she told me she'd get me some after chinese new year, when she gets her money. Turns out, Thursday, she hands me a whole bag of Lindt's assorted truffles and says happy early valentine's day. We then hug and go away.

The next day, I want to thank her somehow so I go to her class early to see her. However, I find out that she isn't there so I go back to my class. Turns out, she comes right afterwards and she pays me a visit. I said her she shouldn't have (I'm 2 floors up, and she gets tired XD), but she said it's ok because she was getting her gym lock. She got her gym lock from a friend, I'm assuming..who's also on the 6th floor. She could've been lying though.

I stutter and don't know what to say, and just say good luck on finals, and she leaves.

I don't know if she likes me or not =\ I know she's a girl, so she hugs and says ily to a lot of her friends probably, and the truffles are probably because I said I never tried some. Nothing too special there. I bought her a dozen flowers in school, and they'll be delivered to her on Valentine's Day.

I really don't know. I asked her to come ice skating with us this Tuesday, and she said she'd think about it if it wasn't too cold. Now she says she's going, and I can't wait to see her. I'm considering asking her out after ice skating, but I don't know if she likes me >_<

UGH, why can't girls give clear signs? >:O

Yeah, CNY is this Monday, so that's why I was surprised. Also, she gave it as a surprise and didn't tell me even when we had a great long conversation on AIM the previous night.

Also, she was having problems from her ex and I asked her what's wrong, and she said she couldn't tell me. Couple hours later, she sent me a chat log when I asked her what's wrong.

I just think she sees me as a special friend. She told me that her ex got jealous that she hugs and says ILY to her other friends.

P.S. her ex was yelling at her/cussing her out and trying to make it feel like her fault, but I was cheering her up

P.S.S: I asked her how much the chocolates cost and she said $4. After a bit of talking, she acted like it was no big deal so I think I lost a sign.

I'm considering asking her out after ice skating tomorrow with a poem or something, and I don't know if I should do it. I don't know if I have the correct signs.

I did not read that whole thing.

My biggest bet would be she fucking likes you, just ask her out already!!

But there's also a very small chance that she's just that type of girl. I knew a girl in high school who had a boyfriend that went to another school and hugged every guy she knew and she wasn't flirting in her eyes, but to them, she was all over 'em, so beware of unaware sluts.

But like I said, it's pretty safe to say this girl likes you.

What's the harm in asking her out?

2009-01-26 18:44:07 by Strife