August 2009
6 posts
the sound of air above me, will keep me down
I was in middle school at a school that i went to with a good portion of the people from my elementary, and a large host of new people. I was never on particularly good terms with anyone from elementary - I liked everyone, but i was never really paid attention to, and elementary school lacked the ladders to climb your way up. Unfortunately, this somehow transferred to middle school. Despite...
oh love, don't let me go
I’m usually not a confronter, or a lecturer. If someone done something that I believe is wrong, its usually my opinion that it is up to them to find that out, and correct it for the next time, should they want to. I have never believed it was my place to try to correct someone of what I think is an error, or convince them of my ideology - explain myself and my views, perhaps, but never...
play like you've never played before
When I was a little boy, in elementary school, we used to have a pretty big playground. On one side, we had a vast, sprawling soccer field, and on the other end, we had a pair of quite large basketball courts. In between the two, there was the typical swing set, a jungle gym, and the lonely see-saw that no one ever played with. In our grade’s recess, the boys always played a game of...
mornings will be kind
I work at two different places, doing two different jobs, for what is largely the same company. Monday through Wednesday, I work at the main office, doing things with the Web Development and Database teams. Thursday through Friday, I work at another office, about two miles away from the main office, basically as a “Tech Guy”. To put it simply, I would label the former as my job and...
we didn't even know what the room looked like till...
My family and I are not the most religous quartet in the world, but we pride ourselves on not being the least religous either. We go to temple on Sundays when we wake up feeling particularly bad about ourselves, which I assure you, is more common than you might expect overall, but less common on Sundays, than any other day of the week. Not having a favorite temple to attend, we often find...
serious faces
My mom is a vegetarian. She always has been, she tells me, even though I know that’s a stretch. At a spritely five years old, my mother stopped eating the flesh and innards of other living beings. She said she didn’t do it because of religion, but because she genuinely didn’t like meat, my grandfather told me once. He used to make meat soups, and feed her the broth, or cut...