Spring Fever

well i'm really glad winter is ending, i don't really like anything about it, not even chistmas. I find christmas to be overrated, and usually the anticipation of it is better than the actual thing. I really like Spring and Summer, because i like being outside, not even to do sports or anything, just to sit out there at any chance i get. Also I can't wait to sleep in in the summer, as late as i want, that is untill i get a summer job. Anyways Yes i like spring and other than snowboarders i'm not sure who likes winter...

School "Politics"

I find that Co-prez elections are a "popularity" contest. I don't think anyone really cares what being co-prez entails after you win, i think they just wanna see if they could win. I'm not voting today, first off because of what I just said, but mostly because i won't even be here next year, so what does it matter who i want to do a job that i find isn't even helpful. I actually don't know what "co-prezs" even do. I'm sure they can't do anything useful like change the rules, it's pretty much like false advertising calling them "co-prez" considering they don't do anything substantial, in my opinion, but then again i don't know. All i know is that they talk at assemblys, except i don't think they did this year, maybe once. I don't know, maybe they are usefull.

Napolean Dynamite

Anyway, for todays post i'll write about unlikely lovers. I can't really think of a unlikely of funny couple. Mainly because the most unlikely ones happen, therefor they aren't unlikely at all. I think many people would have to agree with that. So basically i just made a human/meat collage. Sorry.

I'd first off just like to congratulate Lauren on her blog being featured, if you haven't already, i really recomend checking it out. It's full of happy posts, and fun tidbits of useless information. You'll all really enjoy it, im sure.
laurenyoumans.blogspot.com

Anyways, todays post..
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain: Text of the Poem
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading–treading–till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through–And when they all were seated,A Service, like a Drum–
Kept beating–beating–till I thoughtMy Mind was going numb–
And then I heard them lift a BoxAnd creak across my SoulWith those same Boots of Lead, again,Then Space
began to toll,As all the Heavens were a Bell,And Being, but an Ear,And I, and Silence, some strange RaceWrecked, solitary, here–And then a Plank in Reason, broke,And I dropped down, and down–And hit a World, at every plunge,And Finished knowing–then–

I suppose i like this poem because it's title drew me in because, i don't know im usually drawn to death-esque things, i don't know why.i can't exactly write a whole paragraph on it. I'm not really a big fan of poems, i find that people usually try way to hard, to sound deep and intellectual and end up looking over dramatic and bit like a joke.

Appreciation day:

I think we should all have a day to appreciate no school. Actually a week. Yes, we already have March break, but that isn't enough. I think there should be a random week off from school with no name like "March Break" or "Christmas Holidays".
Just a week with no school, with no cheesy name, and everyone can have a break for no apparent reason. Oh well, since i won't be returning next year, I don't really care whether this were to happen or not, as if it ever would. Oh well.
I don;t really know if this post is supposed to be about an animal or something, but i suppose we could call the week by some animal name, such as bird week, or something like that.