Good Times

There are some things you can't take away

Things that are permanent.

Things we will have to live with forever

Memories are all we can count on now.

With people dieing

Moving

Getting sick

So for me,

London and Steve will live on always

Bethy and Darcy will forever be my fantasy

HMB's.... whether they are honorary or hot, one will be mine in time

And I might not even meet any hot italian guys,

Being incognito for Teddy, Pinocchio, and Willy

Urging along Teddy and Casey

Table 4, will always be just that. Table 4

Good Times

Good Times

As we keep memories in the forefront of our mind

We create new ones

Ones with our new dad or mom

With our new brothers and sisters

Friends, church and house

But ones that add to our store of memories

Not ones that replace

And these too, are permanent

Advanced Recital

Watching wistfully

From the side

Concentrated staring

Totally enhanced

Wanting it

Wanting it bad

The urge is almost to strong

My heart beats hard

My feet twitch

My brain working over time

Wanting it

Wanting it bad

Hearing the music

Seeing them there

Wishing it was me

Alongside her

Wanting it

Wanting it bad

Wanting to twirl

To glide

To posse

To arabesque

Wanting to dance

And never stop

English Class

You know those days when everything seems to go wrong, then there is this one thing that just makes it all okay?

Or those little moments where you meets someone's eyes, and you both share a joke that no one else is getting

Or those, "We understand" laughs

Even the "You're not worth it" thoughts

How about the classes where you honestly just love it (admit it-everyone does) when someone does something stupid because you are just ready to kill yourself out of boredom

The dread of hearing the bell, knowing you have to go home to the load of homework that you have ignored all weekend

Or when you have the Calvin and Hobbes moments and you ponder the meaning of life

The anticipation of wearing that dress that you bought

The sad thing is, this basically describes my thought process during English Class...yup...