Sad for Dinner.

Thursday, November 18^th 2010

     My tummy aches and I have a fever, so I stayed home from school today. Even my “happy meal” of sardines and alphabet soup didn’t help. All I want is a Snickers bar now.

     Connie asked if I wanted to go see Tangled next week. She wants to do a double date thing, but she means two dates for her and me tagging along. I can’t stand being with them a moment longer than I have to be, but I’m a sucker for a Disney Princess so I’ll probably end up going.

     She’s so excited for Saturday night and I can’t blame her, but I couldn’t listen to her talk about what she was gonna wear another second so I faked vomiting so I could hang up.

     I’m trying desperately to not burn out on Kate Nash before the show so I need to go and pick new sleep music for the night. By request, I leave you with one of my poems.

Sad For Dinner

I’ve seen you look at me, just looking at me.

When prophecies fail constantly

When everything starts to take its toll

And everyone wants to order out.

But you don’t want to settle like that

And then I heard you say

I like the jewels in her hair

But I never wanted to be a rebel.

The face looks like the devil.

We used to count the rockets on our hands

Talk about the old people wasteland

We’d list the names while we played

Said these are the stars in our constellation.

But you don’t always remember all that

And I heard it again

I like the jewels in her hair

But I never wanted to be a rebel.

The face looks like the devil.