Tennis and Chicks

There's this girl, I hate to say it, but she'll put a spell on you.  Sometime in January or February or December of last year, I met her for the first time.  Was it love at first sight? No, she was rebounding on my good friend, but she secretively liked me.  Little did I know, she wanted me, but she didn't consider herself worthy.  She came at me, I didn't give her the time of day, so she went back to the boy that has been under the spell for three years.  He was pressuring her to do bad stuff, she didn't want that anymore so she said, "Be good or be gone!" and she left him.  He moved away to California which made it a bit easier for her to get over him, she cleaned up, became temple worthy, and gave me a call on July, 4th.  We hung out, had a good time, and one thing led to another.  We started to kiss, after a couple months of course.  Everything kept keeping on good until one of the fifty guys that she had cast a spell on in her past came into the picture.  She told him that she didn't want a boyfriend, he got pissed, and she went on with her life, but he saw her and I together.  Anger began to ooze out of his ears, metaphorically speaking of course, so what he did to let it out was to gossip about her.  If she gets pissed, I get pissed, so I went over to him to show him my guns to stand up for Her and myself.  They laughed as I was walking away.  She didn't care, she liked it, she likes me, we kiss.

Get this, she makes up with the kid and goes and sleeps up in Park City in his cabin, with other people of course.  Really pisses me off that she would "sleep" in the same house with a guy that hates me and just wants her.  I tell her that I didn't like that and she said I'm sorry but I just don't want to loose my friendship with him.  Bull Shiz.  For some reason I let it go and kept goin on with her.  One day we are hanging out and we bump into the kid,  she pushes me away and acts like she doesn't like me at all.  That really pissed me off.  But I for some reason let it go, again. 

She asked me on a date,  the date was to go to Nightmare on 13th and to go up hot tubing in Park City at her parents time share.  I was totally down, so we went.  The spook alley was totes scary and made me Sproof, (Like Sly Lewis's Friends Little brother's older brother).  After I clean myself up we head on up to the city of park.  Hot tubing was nice, refreshing, sexy, and more.  I have abs, yeah, they're like a washboard.  She totally wants my body.  So she invites me to stay up there over night with her and her family.  Duh, who wouldn't.  So I call my mom and she is way sick so she let me stay.  So we stay up late playing hide an' go seek, checkers, telling each other stories, finishing eachother's sentences, kissing her face, but I didn't once kiss her on the mouth to show her that I respect her.  The next day she takes me home and I say, "thanks, that was dope." and I went inside. and she went back up to her time share.

The next day my homies and I decide to go up and just chill up there.  On the ride up, we were passing bridal veil falls, I text her to see if she would like to join.  She replies, "Yeah! I'd love to. I'm shopping right now but I will call you after." that's cool with me.  So we get up there and just chill.  She shoots me a text and say's, "I won't be able to hang out today, I have to be honest with you because I care about you.  I'm going to see Alex (ex-boyfriend for 3 years), I think that he really needs some love and care right now because he is in a really bad place right now and I feel like I need to influence him for good."  I was super pissed, wouldn't you be?  I told her to meet me at the Nike outlet in 5 min.  Biting my nails, counting the beats of my heart.  She calls 5 minutes later and says that she isn't in PC anymore, and asks if it is alright with me if she does that. I reply, "I'm cool with a polyandry" (The opposite of Polygamy.)

and I went and played a match of tennis.

a boy's touch

In the summer of 1933, when Jem is nearly ten and Scout almost six, a peculiar boy named Charles Baker Harris moves in next door. The boy, who calls himself Dill, stays for the summer with his aunt, Miss Rachel Haverford, who owns the house next to the Finches’. Dill doesn’t like to discuss his father’s absence from his life, but he is otherwise a talkative and extremely intelligent boy who quickly becomes the Finch children’s chief playmate. All summer, the three act out various stories that they have read. When they grow bored of this activity, Dill suggests that they attempt to lure Boo Radley, a mysterious neighbor, out of his house.
Arthur “Boo” Radley lives in the run-down Radley Place, and no one has seen him outside it in years. Scout recounts how, as a boy, Boo got in trouble with the law and his father imprisoned him in the house as punishment. He was not heard from until fifteen years later, when he stabbed his father with a pair of scissors. Although people suggested that Boo was crazy, old Mr. Radley refused to have his son committed to an asylum. When the old man died, Boo’s brother, Nathan, came to live in the house with Boo. Nevertheless, Boo continued to stay inside.
Dill is fascinated by Boo and tries to convince the Finch children to help him lure this phantom of Maycomb outside. Eventually, he dares Jem to run over and touch the house. Jem does so, sprinting back hastily; there is no sign of movement at the Radley Place, although Scout thinks that she sees a shutter move slightly, as if someone were peeking out.

Poem:

Jem, a  boy, who calls to the finches, Stays for summers imprisoned in a house. 

That’s what people suggested. 

They were just scared,  a little boy’s touch turning them into a Phantom. 

Does Jem Really? 

He moves the shutter slightly to see the old, dead man standing with a pair of scissors,  Jem couldn’t stay inside, he had to help him.

He peeked out, to see if there was any sign of other movement. 

He sprinted to the man in haste, fascinated by his sight around him he touches he man to lure him back to the house and ran back to the house.

Jem saw through the shutter that the dead man wasn’t coming.

And the shutters shut.

Why I Suck

Let me tell you why I suck as a human being.

Let's say that I start up a Conversation with some guy.
Let's say he's even remotely interested in talking with me.
Well Then I get all excited, I'm like jojo the idiot circus boy with a pretty new pet.
The pet is the possibility of gaining a friend.

"oh my pretty little pet, I love you"

So I stroke it and I pet it and massage it.
Ha ha yeah I love it, I lOve my little naughty pet.
"You're naughty!"
And then I take my naughty pet and go "sjdbskshdbds!"
"oooooooooooh, I killed it. I killed my friendship!"

And that's when I blow it.
That's why I'm here telling you this, maybe selling to you my friendship, if you'll take it.
And if you know anyone that is in need of a friend, some trust, heck! Someone to hold.
I'll be there for you, him, or her, or them.

Map

There's a map of the world on the wall in my room.
Green pins where I wanna go. 
White pins where I've been, there isn't even ten.
I'm already feeling old.

Direct Orders

Hey you!
yeah you!
You have been given direct orders to ROCK OUT!
Rock out like a fireman looking through a window of a house that has no fire.

Rock out like you lost your dream girl, but you found the real one.

Rock out like you have a Jig in your nose and somebody tells you about it.
Rock out like you are in a drought in a desert and you found water.
Rock out like you found the way out but you want back in.
Rock out like like your legs got chopped off, but you can still go to the movies.
Rock out like you aint got no eyes, but you've got ears.

Just do it,  ROCK OUT!