feels like i’m in queue for something real.
when you’re in my eyes.
waiting for wonders to start to peel.
just like my heart, just like fireflies.
i stagger into the kitchen only to discover there’s no milk. i keep looking in the fridge anyway hoping to see it appear. no luck. the obvious question comes to mind: how do people eat cereal with no milk? i could eat it dry, but what would that accomplish?
milk is what makes the binding. milk is what you need in order to fufill your hunger.
especially at 9 a.m. during a hangover.
There’s always that type of person who chooses a book soley on the cover. There can be a very brightly colored book, with raised letters, and a giant pencil on the cover, and I can guaranree that they’ll pick that one over a book with plain green letters on the front of it. I base my choice on the first chapter whether or not the book will be worth my while. The first chapter is the foundation to an amazing story. Whatever it may be, there’s always a need for a strong structure. All that matters is what’s between the hard or paper back cover. A story that will draw you in, captivate, and maybe even change your life. You’ll never know if you’re only looking on the outside. That’s why I’m here. You opened the book, and it’s your choice to read on, or put it back on the shelf. I’ll still be here writing.
This is a RANT. thanx
Retail is one thing. Working in Electronics has made me short-tempered.
I can say that I’m always trying not to make eye contact with people. That will give them the false welcoming ‘ok’ to come right over, and ask me where the wig store is in the mall. I can’t help it that you can’t read the directory sign, and that you’re lacking the education to so. Or that you’re too lazy to stand on the moving set of stairs 100 feet away.
We sell things. We aren’t tech support by any means. We actually have a WHOLE department dedicated to your questions in Seattle, WA. Can you believe it?! I can’t either. Poor folks.
Don’t get an attitude with me if I can’t get to you right away. If I had two heads, 4 arms, and the ability to detach myself from myself, I’d be GLAD to help you. If I tell you I’ll be right with you, that means WAIT. Don’t roll your eyes, and sigh. Chances are I’ll make you wait even longer.
I bought a evo phone through Radio shack In 2011,and also the monthly protection plan. I was told when I purchased the plan that the reason why theres was better was than others is they actually replace the phone then and there if you have a problem with the phone. Well Im having trouble with the phone system itself, phone screen shakes,it wont dial the person i need it to, it goes off and dials someone else, its literlly going bonkers. come to find out when you go into the store you are given a phone number to call, you call and they ask for 100.00 before they ship you a box to you so you send your phone to them. Then you have to wait 3-4 days for them to look at the phone and figure out whats the problem, you may get your 100 back or they may keep it depending on what is wrong with it. I told the rep no way am i going to pay you anymore money..the phone should be under warranty #1, its not even a year old,number two whats the phone insurance for that Ive been paying for? I am so upset that this kind of thing goes on in big corporations and no one does a thing about it. A change needs to come about to stop the gouging on customers and the lies were told just to sell you a service plan!!! come on now cant someone take a look at all these complaints and launch an investigation into the practices of Radio Shack?
Where will you be in 5 years?
Forget punctuation, grammar, spelling.
rough draft 77
Okay, so writing a novel of my life seems kind of irrelevant. Most of you don’t know me, nor ever will. I’m definitely finding it hard to find the words to fill these sentences. Hell, I find it hard to do anything. It always seems like I’m going out of my way to even do the dishes, clean or go to work. I really don’t believe in love. Think about it. You’re with people for however long, get comfortable with them, strive to make them happy, and you part ways anyway. I want to believe that there’s more than the standard. I see all of my friends getting married, over-populating the planet with kids, and here I am. 27, a manager of a retail store, no marriage, no kids. Just a puppy. I’m never alone too long, and having that ‘new’ feeling in a relationship seems to be what I’m always wanting. Am I the only one, that even after two years, I still look at my mate as if we’re still in that stage, yet I never get that. What in the hell is going on? Is there anyone out there that (that isn’t a maniac) who feels that same way I do? I feel let down too. When I don’t get that in return. I know I can’t expect the other person to feel the same way. I’m giving all the time, and I’m okay with not receiving. It’s honestly weighing on me, and I can feel how dragged down I’m becoming. I’m always looking for that spark when in reality isn’t even there. I want: Someone who will hold me, look at me, hold my face, someone open to my feelings without being judgemental, someone who takes the time to sit with me, and appreciate what’s right in front of them. Shit, if you’re even outside, and staring at a dumpster filled with the neighbor’s last weeks dinner, cat litter, and maybe a few limbs, it’s still something to analyze, and appreciate in some way. Life is here for you to ENJOY. Not spend your life trying to GET to that point. Breathe in, and accept the fact that even if you do have to work for what you have. You should enjoy it. This book is based on my relationships, and how I’ve ‘grown’ because of them. I know what I don’t want. If that’s progression, I must be on the right track.
My tracks; well, they’re steady.
You’re just across the street.
Looks a mile to my feet.
I wanna go to you.
Its funny how I’m nervous still.
I’ve always been the easy kill.
Guess I always will.
Could it be that everything goes around by chance?
You always know the perfect thing to say.
I can picture your face well
from the bar in my hotel.
I wish I’d go to you.
I pick up put down the phone
Like your favorite Heatmeiser song goes.
Its like being alone.
I know what I should do, but I just can’t walk away.