To Eddie:

We've never met before, but I can see your eyes so deep. As you follow me around, and before you go to sleep. You'll carry a security plush, and look to me for approval. I'll probably scrub your scruffy head and call you a little noodle. One day ill get to meet you, tho now your just an egg. I'll discipline you properly and teach you not to beg. Often I dream about, my own child to hold. Who I can hand a fleece blanket too when you feel so cold. Who I can tuck inside your bed, and gently kiss your beautiful head. Then when I lay myself down for the night, ill pray to God all holy that you'll grow up alright :)

The Big C.

College. a place for..pizza eaters, beer drinkers, students that have a career in mind..and now..me as well. Im excited..really. I filled out my first of many fourms..and I feel like..this huge thing is going to hit me, actually happening in front of my eyes. So far..id like to major in Journalism, and minor in business. Business will open up my opportunities too : make my own publication company (as in newspaper or real online blogging system where me and other writers join forces to entertain). Start my food cart ive been dreaming of for years, switch it all over and get into advertising..or. The skies the limits. i feel like..I picked JUST THE RIGHT major/minor..it just did not f ully hit me til now. So like a ton of bricks..I got my ass in gear, got motivated, and here I am talking of my adventures. FAFSA: Check. now..to apply myself in simple things like putting my shoes away...anotha story!

my confession poem to being an app addict :)

I decided to get online..and click a button that says play. Then all of a sudden, my mind was corrupt by this app everyday. I could not stop the clicking, my mouse was even sticking. but as i collected points and coins, and the computer went boinga boing. I realized I had a problem. Yet as I type this poem, I realized uh no uhhm? I forgot to upgrade my convenience store...I feel like an app whore! Im stuck on button after button ,of useless app and mutton. I could make better use of my time, says the person writing this corny rhyme. but its back to..simcity.