Wo Bu Zhi Dao

Sharks, sharks -

Sharks in my head.

Sharks in my head.

Sharks in my head.

And this machine -

tied up from beating.

Sharks in my head.

Sharks in my head.

Sharks in my head.

Sharks, Sharks -

Sharks don't say they miss me.

It's not meant to be.

No air to breathe, it's no longer stainless,

just save the nice words for later

when I'm waiting patiently enough for timelessness.

How? These sharks in my head.

I'm breaking lots of my bowls now,

when you tell me you miss me -

I set you free.

Sharks in my head.

The air you breathe,

it's no longer stainless from me.

There'll be no doubt -

except for me -

'cause I was shot down by stupid.

You'll help us feel so in control.

And this machine,

it is tied up with beating -

Why did no one tell me?

Sharks in my head.

What the hell am I talking about?

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I am Grounded

Grounded for breaking them rules. Who knew?

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Kid

You're just a kid in the head.

I can't handle your kind of attention-getting immaturity right now.

You are too unsure of yourself, too lacking in confidence for me.

I'm too much of a nice gal to say it to your face. My sincerest apologies.

Please move on.

Walk it off.

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Dirty Potatoes

To hell with good intentions. I'm tired of scrubbing dirty potatoes. Everything feels numb and achy when you try for too long under cold water. You can try and shake the feeling back into your hands, but the numbness returns, no? You can't stop - you know you have to finish the pile building up next to the sink. If you neglect this duty placed upon you, what are you left with...? A whole stinking pile of dirty, muddy potatoes. Inedible, bound to sprout and turn poisonous. I need a hot bath break.



Aye, potatoes are a metaphor. Genius.

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Because we care

Blah.

I need something to keep my mind busy.



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So how about I hop on to that time machine of yours to go back and fix everything. Because one mistake will make me a bad person. One stumble will screw over my entire future, right? You're utterly correct.


Sigh.

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Oy Vey

So, today on the way home, I took the 3:30 bus. I carried my big portfolio case on... (stupid move I know! But I'm glad I decided to leave my art supplies box in my locker) and there was barely any space in the bus left in the first place, so I was squished near the front.
Ignoring the fact that it was boiling hot and gross-smelling in the bus from all the sweat, I got side-swiped by this old chinese man getting off and he ran over my foot with his miniature pully-luggage-case-thingy; bumped, pushed, shoved and backhanded by Koreans at least 5 times. May I add, without due apologies. Grr.
When I got off the bus, I saw the 136 Lougheed pulling up to my stop, I was late for my transfer bus - so I had to run and make a dash for it, so I blindly and stupidly ran across the street through a red light without really looking, almost got hit by this (thank god) slow silver civic, and whilst running across the street, I forgot my sunglasses were tucked and hanging from the front of my shirt, so it decided to fall off and onto the street, I was pissed and surprised so I kicked it farther up the street and picked it up near the curb (or I would've been bulldozed by cars). Smart thinkin'. Whew. All that for a fucken bus ride. I should have just waited for my mom to give me a ride at 4:00. But at least I'm alive. I'm glad, are you? :P



Sunny days just enhance the beauty in everything. :)

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