International Board of Poets

I was recently nominated to the International Board of Poets, it has 50 members, and I'm the youngest.

Here is the poem that got me into the board.

I sit and think while wondering,

What happens when we all die?

Do we dissapear like a puff of smoke?

Do we live on

Like the love in our hearts?

I sit and think while wondering

What if we never existed?

Would the planet be better off?

Would butterflies be extinct?

I sit and think in my own chair

And wonder why I even care.

Is it just me?

Or is it you?

Am I the only one?

Or do you wonder too?

Mon mauvais jour

For those of you that dont know, the title is "my bad day".

I finally finished my LA project.  That alone took me a few hours.  I couldnt find my facts from the book, and I dont have my book anymore, so I had to go online to find facts on my person (tell the teacher and you will be missing a head).

My head is still pounding from my faceplant, and tylenol and Ibeprofein arent helping.  My sister wont shut the heck up, and her singing sounds like a parrot committing suicide.  I also had Honors Orchestra today.  I want to quit Honors Orchestra, because Im the only first trumpet, I have like no friends in it, and I dont like orchestras.  The music is waaaay to easy.

This is just like an average day though.  Nothing really worse than before.

Just the damned headache.

Best day of my life

Wow, great day today. Maybe the best in my life.  I arranged a big sledding marty.  Or would that be a HOP?  i dont know.....

i smacked my face into the snow once, when i did a faceplant.  Five minutes later, while trying to jump a solid fence, i caught my hip on the fence, spun around, and smacked my face into the wood of the fence.  i fell to the ground and stayed there for a while.

then we went to colins house and watched rattatouille.

Winter?

I stayed on the computer all freaking day.  I went upstairs three times, each about 15 seconds long, and those were just to see how much snow there was.  MY BACK HURTS SOOOO BAD!!

9 am, day ruined already.

God, my dad is really pissing me off.  He gave me an hour talk, using a bunch of crap that he thinks ill probably believe.  

"Oh yes, you can really influence the students around you.  Everything you say, they will listen to you and respond to you.  You have the physical characteristics, the intelligence, the good looks, the deep voice...."  blah blah blah

Cut the bullsh*t already!

"More than anything else, you're my son."

Seriously, its like he thinks my blood is better than everybody elses.  Its like a supreme form of monarchy, but invisible.

Well, that ruined my day, all before 9 am.  Thanks bunches -.-