Way With Words...

Some days I think I might actually have a way with words...

Like the days this month where these popped into mind...

What is it you want
What is I you see
When you look at the pieces
That together make up me

...And...

Time it washes over me
So much if it
But not enough
The ebb and flow
Takes it's toll
Demanding and unyielding
Destroying and building
Irreversible yet direct-able
The lord and master
Dominant over all
Submissive to none

But then there are days like today where I have all the urges to be creative and put words down but when I "pick up the pen to write" noting comes... Well I guess I should say everything comes out nonsensical...

I'm With Stupid ===>

*Start Rant*




I may not be the brightest crayon in the box (believe me I do try some days), gosh darn-it I am NOT dumb. I do not have dumb stamped in permanent ink on my forehead... I even asked someone to check for me... So then why was everyone acting like I was dumb yesterday? I was getting told left and right what to do next and how to do my job. I have worked there 4.75 years and I get praises sung by coworkers and customers. I know how to do my job and do it well. So then why do people feel the need to talk down to me and tell me what to do and when to do it? I have worked my butt off to get where I am so I really don't appreciate it when people do this. Especially when I am about to do what they are telling me to do I just haven't got to that step yet. I mean seriously I am 20 years old in school and have been proven "gifted" like above average gifted, not "special ed" gifted. So yes I can do my job, I can problem solve for myself, and if I want your help I will ASK or you can tell I am being stubborn and stressing out and need it, but will refuse it.




*End Rant*

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I know I know I really am bad at this, but hey I got a new laptop and have been setting it up all weekend. Yes, that's my excuss and i'm sticking to it. So lets see what all has happened... nothing really well except for the Flowers, the flowers were awesome!

Soo pretty. He did a really good job picking them out.

He totally outdid my cute teddy bear >.> And that wasn't even going to be the present he got me. The computer just had to wait cause of black-light paint being on back-order and him not being able to find the OS disks. Anyways I did edit that poem and I will post it later, And I started another, so I will probably post that too...