"I tell jokes even though other people don't think they're funny."
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Another line from high school
In my 1oth grade English project (refer to last post), part of the assignment was to write some things about myself. Here's a line from a page that I wrote describing myself. I think some of you (specifically in Shiyan) can appreciate this.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Poems from High School
When I was in the 10th grade ('96-'97) I had an English assignment that involved creating a massive collection of poems, personal information, and family history written by myself and members of my family. The poems and personal information were all written by myself, the family history was a collection of stories compiled by my two grandmothers. On my return from China, I was reunited with the storage bins that my mom so graciously kept for me, and inside one of these bins I found my old assignment. After reading through it, I decided to present a few selections for your enjoyment.
My Favorite Family Member
My favorite family member is my oldest brother Michael. I like him because he is always nice to me (unless I wake him up). He's always in a good mood, so he's fun to be around. He knows how to have a good time and he almost always invites me to go with him. I like being around him because he is a good person and he's not that hard to get along with.
Letter Poem
Dear Michael,
Your visit was looked forward to. We really missed you. The thought of your next trip is overwhelming - not because of your presence. Because you owe me five dollars.
Comparison Poem
Dad, you are like a tall oak tree.
You stand tall before the problems of life,
You withstand even the mightiest winds,
Yet you are as gentle and fun as a puppy.
You bring happiness to people who need it most,
And you expect nothing in return.
You are an oak to withstand all but people needing happiness.
Warning Poem
When I am an old man, I will talk to dogs.
I will wear ugly golf pants and clear my throat a lot.
I will live next door to a golf course and keep all of the balls that come into my yard.
If anyone drives their cart into my yard, I will throw the balls at them,
I will yell and clap my hands whenever anyone tries to hit their ball,
When the golf course goes out of business, I will hang out at Wal-Mart and tell stories to people I know.
I could let my dogs run around the neighborhood chasing people,
Or I could keep anything that kids leave in my yard.
Then I could sell it to pay for the gas going to and from Wal-Mart.
I might even steal other people's mail.
But I can't do it just yet because I'm still in high school,
I still have to get a job and retire,
I have to wait a couple of decades, too.
Besides, my parents would never allow it.
My Favorite Family Member
My favorite family member is my oldest brother Michael. I like him because he is always nice to me (unless I wake him up). He's always in a good mood, so he's fun to be around. He knows how to have a good time and he almost always invites me to go with him. I like being around him because he is a good person and he's not that hard to get along with.
Letter Poem
Dear Michael,
Your visit was looked forward to. We really missed you. The thought of your next trip is overwhelming - not because of your presence. Because you owe me five dollars.
Comparison Poem
Dad, you are like a tall oak tree.
You stand tall before the problems of life,
You withstand even the mightiest winds,
Yet you are as gentle and fun as a puppy.
You bring happiness to people who need it most,
And you expect nothing in return.
You are an oak to withstand all but people needing happiness.
Warning Poem
When I am an old man, I will talk to dogs.
I will wear ugly golf pants and clear my throat a lot.
I will live next door to a golf course and keep all of the balls that come into my yard.
If anyone drives their cart into my yard, I will throw the balls at them,
I will yell and clap my hands whenever anyone tries to hit their ball,
When the golf course goes out of business, I will hang out at Wal-Mart and tell stories to people I know.
I could let my dogs run around the neighborhood chasing people,
Or I could keep anything that kids leave in my yard.
Then I could sell it to pay for the gas going to and from Wal-Mart.
I might even steal other people's mail.
But I can't do it just yet because I'm still in high school,
I still have to get a job and retire,
I have to wait a couple of decades, too.
Besides, my parents would never allow it.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Word to my mother
I want to give a shout out to my momma. She's a classy lady who is responsible for everything her kids have become, so I want to let the world know. She's the greatest!!! And I couldn't think of a better way to say it than using a large black man sporting a mohawk and knee-high socks. This is for you, mom!
Saturday, August 09, 2008
New Email
Hey everyone! For those of you who know me and like to email me or pretend that one day they might email me, I got a new email address. I don't really want to post it on here for the entire world to see and send spam to, so if you didn't get my announcement email and want my address, just send me a comment and I'll let you know. And for those of you who don't know me, thanks for reading my blog. I'm not sure why you do.
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Best Idea Ever
I have an idea. Let's have a big party outside. We can have all kinds of bands (country, dixieland, latino), guys riding unicylces and juggling, and hundreds of people serving homemade ice cream. We'll charge $8 to get in and you get all the ice cream and music you can handle. Then we'll give the money to a charity. Oh wait, someone already had that idea! Today we went to something called the Martha O'Bryan Ice Cream Crankin' down in Franklin. It was loads of fun, especially since you basically walked around with a cup and spoon, getting fresh ice cream every two feet. I enjoyed everything, but the strangest flavor was definitely the jabanero pepper flavored ice cream. I've heard so much good live music in the last two days, I can't believe I ever made it this long outside of America. Yay for outdoor ice cream charity fund raisers!
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