Thursday, June 3, 2010

A Summer Night

There was a night when I was young, all the birds had stopped sing, the bees stopped their buzzing, and most quire of all he was here. I’m not saying that that was a bad thing but I was in 7th grade at the time, you were in 8th, I have always seen the way you looked at me as we pass in the hall, I can’t say I wasn’t staring because that is how I noticed you starring back. The thing that was odd about you being here is that you chose such an eerie night. But he holds you tight and whispers in my ear
“it’s ok now I’m here.”
I believed him as the world would with his perfect brown hair to match his hazel eyes, and with the click of a button he got us a ride. At first I wasn’t sure what I should do but I was there just with you. As we ate in the restaurant a quarter after eight, he looks over and all I can do is stare into his eyes. They are to beautiful to resist and he asked if I was ok because I look a little hot, that was his pick-up line that he didn’t need to use because he already had me hooked, like a fish trying to get a worm, but I couldn’t help it he is the last to my forever as we will, last forever.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Popcorn

Not sweet or sour, but salty.
Not black or white, but yellow.
Not gross or good, but mind-boggling.
Not pop or corn, but popcorn.
And it is a tasty treat.
POPCORN!!!!!!!!!

Chocolate

Silky, smooth, mouth-watering, and delicious.
There are many other words to describe this delicious treat.
One is not gross, or nasty, nor weird.
Unless your Erin and you're quire

Friday, May 7, 2010

The Perfect Guy


His smile is as beautiful as the sunset,
You can't stand to be away,
Because his hair puts everyone and everything to shame,
He knows where you are all parts of the day,
And afterwards he says "It's just hard to stay away!"
He is the best and your not afraid to say...
My God you're amazing...
And he replies "Yeah, because of you"
He is the sweetest angel from above,
And he is the best of the best and your love.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Poem

One day is one life
One life is a while
A while is short
Short is still important
Important is excellence
Excellence is not perfect
Perfect is impossible

Haitian Soccer Team

Imagine one day coming home, to nobody, nothing. Now imagine that you were in a soccer stadium and you along with your team mates were practicing for an upcoming soccer tournament, you got lucky and you along with your team mates survived, but unfortunately your coach and most of the country was not so lucky. Would you play in your tournament now? This Haitian soccer team was brave and strong, they decided to play. When you go to play, places take you in like their own, give you a field to practice upon, and a shelter to live in ten times nicer than your usual home. As you get ready for the tournament, you all sing together. After the first game, which they lost they were all very disappointed because now the next game is critical it is win or go home to the starving bodies buried by everything imaginable, and one of them could very well be somebody in your family, struggling terribly, drinking dirt, crying and praying like crazy, wishing they would just die already. Now this Haitian team, whom is now completely devastated after losing the critical game and mainly because they did not bring happiness and joy back to the country but even more disappointment and no they will be living and eating whenever somebody offers but most of the time never. Now you can imagine the struggles they face everyday so when you think that it is completely unfair that your parents won’t let you sleep over at a friend’s house don’t think that that is unfair because people in Haiti would be ecstatic to trade lives with you. Which is really sad when I think about it.

Monday, April 12, 2010

State!

All you hear is slaps and screams as you take a shot from here and there. Tweet!, the whistle blows, but not for us of course, because the reason we got slammed to the ground was not because the other team pushed us, I'm sure, but it was our fault because we just randomly go flying at the other team and fall down hard or dramatically as the other team would say. Although every referee and team was against us in particular we still managed to fight through and win our first 4 games. after that the referee's just got extremely ridiculouos if not already, and as the time ran out we were the one's losing as our luck ran out and we placed 6th. Sixth may not sound the best to you but out of 32 teams and the worse refs. in the state I'm ok with that. I would replay any of those teams that day, with fresh legs,and arms, as well as good refs, we could've won, but not without a fight.