Writing

Times and Times

There are times when all you can do is blink at the world from behind tired eyes and skinny jeans.

One

Tomorrow I will:

    -Go on one bike ride
      -Take one picture
        -Turn in one application
          -Hit the snooze button one time
            -Write one poem
              -Clean one bedroom [I already regret typing that]
                -Find one new song

                    Not in that order.

My Brother [By Brandon, Naturally]

I have this brother whose name is Brandon.  He is my favorite person in the world.  He teaches me all kinds of fun things.  Which bands are cool to listen to (Ben Folds, Dashboard Confessional, etc.), and which bands are totally lame (Coldplay).
He also teaches me about important computer things too, like how I should always log out of my web pages whenever I use his computer. You know, to make sure nobody uses it to hack my blog or anything like that.
One time when I was younger, I wanted to go to a Fray concert, but my mom didn't want me to go with just my friends and I, so I asked Brandon to come with.  Even though he had to buy a ticket, and didn't even like The Fray, he came with us, just to make me happy.  How many brothers in the world would do that for his little sister?  I can name at least one - Brandon.



People who know how awesome my brother is always ask me what it's like to be the sister of such an amazing guy.  I can't put it in to words,  but fortunately, Bette Midler did such a good job at putting it into song:

Wow.  She may be a terrible actress, and as annoying as all get-out, but she sure knows how awesome Brandon really is. It would take a robot to not cry to this song about Brandon!

I just want everyone to know how lucky I am to have a brother like Brandon.

Impromptu

uncertainty occasionally 

saunters

in

occasionally it remains 

unseen

and disagreeable

but mostly i greet it

uncertainly

Thrown

Sometimes I take pictures that carry zero significance.

Sometimes I just want to ride a ferris wheel.

Sometimes I want cotton candy.

Sometimes I want to paint a mural.

Sometimes I want to make a music video.

Sometimes I want to take pictures of people.

Sometimes I want to write, just so I can write in cursive.

Sometimes I want to play the piano.

But sometimes my sheet music gets thrown away without it asking me if that's okay.