Take You My Advice.

Go your way,
And take you my advice.
Give them your name, but not the one you use
And speak of your past as if it is not yours.
Isolate your heart to keep it whole.
Know the facts, but not the soul.
Do not get involved with them,
And let them not grow fond of you.
And let it not be known when your core burns
or weeps for those who are not present.
Hide the tears behind your collar,
And speak at night to someone who cannot hear.
Bridge the gap between you and they,
yet keep a sturdy gate to divide your world with theirs.
And think that every salutation ends in valediction.
To do these things,
You might as well try
to put an ocean in a bottle,
or place the sun inside a bulb.
or dig the Earth a place inside the sky
It is true that all things in life bring risks
But it is those things, those risks
in life which allow us to live
our lives to its very fullest.

The Rest Home.

Oh my child,
You are here at last
To visit me in these white
walls of hell
where the food is tasteless
and salt does not exist.
And a close watch
Rests on every head.

I thought you
had forgotten me
Or left me here to die.
How goes the family?
How goes the life I seem
to be missing?
Do your children miss
having me around?

I thought you had
forgotten me, my child.
But I will not forget you.
No, not so long as I shall live.
I suppose I understand why you
did what you did, though
I admit sometimes I feel lonely
and sometimes I wonder what
it would be like
if
if I
if

Oh!
My child!
You are here at last.
I thought you had
forgotten all
about
me.

Red Riding Hood.

Well I deemed today a get-out-of-the-apartment-day. I feel like I've been stuck in this place for decades and I was ready to get out. So, with some persuasion on my part, a couple of my roommates and I went to the movies! (Do. Do. Doo! What better place to forget your problems than when you're too busy worrying about everybody elses'!) I WANTED to go and see the new movie Beastly, but the local theater wasn't showing it. (How lame is that??) So, we decided we'd go and check out this Red Riding Hood movie. I'd consider myself a somewhat fan of Amanda Seyfried and Twilight wasn't thaaat bad. Right?

The movie was directed by Catherine Hardwicke (the Twilight lady) and the movie had a lot of familiar actors in it. There was that one guy from Stargate -Michael Shanks aka Daniel Jackson. So that was pretty fun. They also recycled some of the people from Twilight, namely Charlie or Billy Burke. And then Serious Black, or well, Gary Oldman, was in the movie too. It was strange seeing him in the role that he was in. Well, it was rated PG-13 for obvious reasons. Lots of cutting off of things and mostly there was just too much lovin' going on. It was a good story, I loved the twist at the end, wholly unexpected. But the content was a little bit too ...not so good for my taste.

Prank.

So, this week for work I have to clean the west side classrooms and offices of my building. ..And I know that later in the day I have a roommate who has a class in one of those rooms. And it's the BIGGEST classroom in the building with roughly a hundred fifty seats. So, I decided I'd pull a prank. I wrote a note on one of the chalkboards (I was going to make it fill up one whole chalkboard, I mean, the teachers have seven more to write on, but I decided I'd only take up half of one). This is the note (And Jude stands for Jude Law -my roommate's "secret" crush):




And this is the conversation my roommate had with her professor (and she also took the picture)
Professor: Oh do you know that girl?
Roommate: ..That's me
Professor: Oh, ..he's a really nice guy.
Roommate: Haha. Yep.
Professor: Is he your fiancé?
Roommate: Nooo.
Professor: Do you want him to be your fiancé?
Roommate: No!
Professor: Oh. ..I've been there before.
And my roommate laughed and high-tailed it out of there!

Can You Say: Water Overload?

Today marks a very monumental day for me. Today is the eleventh time in my life that I've donated blood. (Hooray!) I literally drank liter after liter after liter of water ALL day today and (almost) ALL day yesterday. And, let me tell ya, the number of bathroom breaks that I've taken has gone WAY up! I went JUST before leaving to go donate. JUST before I checked in and I had to ask the guy in the middle of getting my paperwork filled out if I could go AGAIN! It was insane! And then, of course, I had to go RIGHT when I got home. Sheesh. Is this how you pregnant women felt?? Goodness, I feel like I practically LIVE in the bathroom!

And (not that this is going to make any sense to you, but) my hemoglobin was a little over 14. My Blood Flow was 8 out of 9 (which is SUPER good, especially for me!). Total time in the chair ...dun, dun, DUN a grand total of fifteen minutes. (AHH!) I was SO excited! I didn't feel light headed at all and except for the expected discomfort of a whole pint of blood draining out of your body and having to have your heart pump tons of extra blood, I felt great! I ate some pizza afterword, drank tons MORE water, flirted with like three guys at once (..okay, it wasn't REALLY flirting, it was more like just asking lots of questions. But, hey, when you're single what's the difference?) And the walk home was good too, I just really have to pee now... If you'll excuse me...

My First Attempt at a Villanelle.

Letting Go.

You’ve changed, I’ve changed, and life is changing too.
This bond has shifted painfully, the old I’ll surely miss.
But letting go is another way of saying I love you.

I tried to make it work, to start this all anew
Yet found my efforts futile when things went all amiss.
You’ve changed, I’ve changed, and life is changing too.

You couldn’t understand or even see at all my view.
The best that I can do and reason on this is-
That letting go is another way of saying I love you.

You wear a pair of blinders, going on without a clue.
We cannot live within this false pretense of bliss.
You’ve changed, I’ve changed, and life is changing too.

To leave would take its toll on me, however hard to do.
I’ll bind my heart with bleeding rags and leave behind your kiss,
For letting go is another way of saying I love you.

This is a failing, dying bond that we cannot renew.
And if I’ve learned one thing in my life, let it be this:
That you’ve changed, I’ve changed, and life is changing too.
And letting go is just another way of saying I love you.