It's really a good expression,
You know.
I was in outfield today,
Not playing though,
Right of left field,
Really far off,
And not doing anything, so I didn't
Need to pay attention at all.
I watched Nathan Bill people,
A family, Dad on the phone being
Dragged along by great Huskys,
Mom with a comfy pale yellow sweatshirt
And Baby in some contraption that
Strapped to her back.
I saw a pile of dog shit
And an empty bag of cheese fries,
And also a white dog with two black ears.
I marched in a St. Patty's parade on
Sunday.
My drum was heavy and the air smelled like
Booze.
I needed a familiar face in the crowd,
I found none.
My mom gave me water,
I drank and played and there was a picture
Of me in the newspaper today
And I have shamrock sunglasses on
And looked like I want to curl up in a ball
And sleep, right in the middle of the street.
At the time, I definitely did.
But then I rested and was fed on the bus ride back,
And I was much better, with cookies and Capri Sun
In my system.
Monday I gave Ryan Zable pepperoni pizza.
Play practice was going on,
Before a random softball pizza party
Coaches decided to have before practice,
I stood in the auditorium and watched
Rehearsal and spotted Beth and Anzo
And the cast on stage, running lines.
I miss this. It stinks being a freshman.
No speaking roles. Might also me my lack of
Singing ability, but we'll blame it on
Being a freshman for now.
But then I went with Helen and Lya
And ate pizza and saw Ryan when I was
Running to get the door open for
Some nice construction worker who
Was begging through the cafeteria window,
And I felt like sneaking pizza,
And feeding a hungry boy,
So I got him pepperoni and he thanked me
Profusely, and again in the hallway yesterday.
I feel bad for him, I don't have a problem with him,
I brought him pizza and it made me glad.
Yesterday at lunch I couldn't eat my sandwich.
It was the ham, I think.
I took a few bites, and I realized I couldn't do it,
Chew this flesh,
It felt wrong.
Joan asked why I wasn't eating it,
And I said "I don't know."
And, I'm no vegetarian,
I eat meat, I've eaten meat since then,
Like today, even,
I just couldn't do it then.
And my mom called me over
As I disposed of trash,
And told me I looked sick and to get a pass
And come on down,
But I didn't want to at all.
I wore my contacts all this week,
I'm hooked on them.
I think they're fun, no one notices usually,
Maybe they do but don't say anything.
It's like not being visually impared anymore,
I hardly know they're there.
I might stick with it, I enjoy them
Ms. Judd sent me to her office.
I was seriously scared.
On my way, Mrs. Perreault told me
To bring this huge box to Maintenance
And I walked down the hallway
With it over my head,
A turtle in its shell,
And put it in Maintenance
And Ms. Judd told me I missed D period
Unexcused
Last week, and I said I was with Mrs. Campbell,
And she let me go free.
Today was a good, making up for my
Bad past couple weeks.
It was my mom's brithday,
My dad woke me up and fed me waffles,
And I went back to bed, there's no school.
I awoke again at 9:32
And went to the kitchen
And did sudoku and my mom made me tea,
And I actually finished the sudoku,
And then ate kiwi
And copied my softball schedule
Into my agenda
From the Internet.
I worked on writing some letter for my
Silver Award,
Which I need to work on badly
But put it off because homework's more
Important, for sure.
I took my mom out to Coughlin's,
Mrs. Pin looked shocked when I waved to
Her when we arrived.
I ordered cranberry juice and quesadilla,
And my mom saw all these people she knew,
And was so happy, 'cause it was her birthday.
We went to Costco, I enjoyed the people there,
Particularly an older deaf couple
And an Asian woman
Buying some exotic looking plant.
Then we went to Bob's and Mom bought shoes
And I helped a lady find the Crocs.
Then I went to softball,
And ran and threw and missed and caught
And lead and bunted and cheered.
And then I chilled in left field.
We went to Leone's for dinner,
And Ms. Brown was there with Sue,
And I ate a calzone
And went home and did math homework,
And still haven't finished it.
But I'm all caught up with my make-up work,
Which makes me so happy I could scream.
What have I been up to all week?
Basically, this.
;)
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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