Sunday, October 30, 2011

Bad Leah!

I'm a bad blogger. I'm horrible! I get distracted by other things and I forget that I have a blog.
Here are some things that have distracted me:

Trying to figure out Google +
Trying to decide if I like Google + enough to try and figure it out
Trying to care about Twitter
Pondering Social Media
Wondering if Social Media makes me feel social
Trying to decide if it is time to leave Facebook
Not leaving Facebook because I don't think my family will wander over to Google +
*Pause*

See...I want to be able to share my adventures in China with my friends and family. So, that means I will probably have to stay on Facebook to do it, but I'm really losing my lovin' feelin' for Facebook. I left MySpace a long time ago and it FELT GREAT! The more he changes Facebook....the more I wonder if it is time to FEEL GREAT again.

*Play*
I had to get a bunch of shots for China
Trying to figure out how to find money to buy new make-up, socks and underwear before I move to China..........
*Stop*

See? Distractions. I know I could have been blogging about my distractions. But, I was distracted and didn't think about it until this morning.
You know what made me think of my blog? Gmail informed me that they are retiring the Buzz feature. And I thought- "Good. I hate that s**t. But, I liked that they re posted my blog as.........HEY!"
And then I wrote this....

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

I Forgot!

Yo. So...a few months ago I wrote a poem for a contest. And then...I forgot to enter the contest.

I just found the poem. I'm laughing because I don't even remember if the contest had a topic.

So, either I was in a really bad mood when I wrote this.....or the topic wasn't a super happy one....

Enjoy:

Hello, dismal existence.
I can't plant flowers anymore.
It is too ugly here,
too cold.
I wrote a letter to hopeful future,
but the letter was returned
and now I only taste despair.
What's that?
Oh. No thank you, dismal existence.
I have no need for flowered words.
Please tell poetry to leave a message.
I see.
Well, if poetry wishes to live inside of me
then there must be room for
darkness too.
Because it is ugly here,
too cold.
I see.
I understand.
Let us tell loneliness to pack up and
leave.
Then maybe we will see the sun
behind the clouds.
I'll write hopeful future an email.
I think you are right, dismal existence.
It's time we took a break.
I understand.
It's time we went our separate ways.

Dear Burritos,

I love you. I have always loved you. I probably always will.

Look, I have some bad news. I'm moving to China. I KNOW! I'm going to miss you too. I don't know...I don't know what I'm going to do without you.

I will think about you. I might even long for you. I can't make any promises though. But, how could I leave without telling you? How could I leave without telling you how much you mean to me?

You will be missed.

Leah

I shall live to PROVE IT...

Words are not always enough.
Pulling at the heart and tearing at the brain...
Love is a verb.
Words are not always enough.
Lifting the arms and giving the soul wings...
Love is a noun.
A person. A place. A thing.
It should never be just a word.
I give you a piece of me. I cherish a piece of you.
You are my person. My place. My glorious thing.
Words are not always enough.
I shall live to prove it.