an original love poem

roses are red
violets are blue
no number can measure
how much i love you
you silly and sweet
pretty and kind
all your qualities make
you stay on my mind
I long for the day
for me to take you away
and cuddle for hours
in a wide field of flowers.
if I picked a rose
that would symbolize you
the rose would be perfect
because so are you
but there's no rose perfect
nor words can describe
the truly happy feeling
you bring me inside.
daily I dream of you and of me
living our joys away
together forever and nothing will change.
until my dying day?

-by Phillipe Chatelain

college readiness 51% (?)

so this past weekend I took a couple giant leaps towards being ready for going away to college. by that I mean, I got a couple things for my room including sheets and a comforter, a wastebasket, deodorant, pillows, one of those warm blankets that I'll use in the winter, storage containers, um I think that's it. the main thing I'm saving up for is my new laptop. my dad says that he'll help me buy one but the way things are going now, I should try to get it myself. I'm looking for anything from $300-600. with 3GB+ and at least 200GB. my friend told me when I told her that idk what I should bring/pack besides clothes to bring everything that I have in my room. half of me thinks I don't have that much stuff and half thinks I have way too much for that. another thing I planned to do for a while now when I realized there's no Chase in Boston was make an account with Bank of America. and I took care of that today. I'll put all my workstudy money in that account. and I'll use that one more often once my chase debit card runs out of money. speaking of workstudy, I gotta get my workstudy job taken care of. tomorrow I'll probably go to the library for that. or maybe I'll do it tonight on my phone. speaking of library, I FINALLY returned those books I used last year for my Dante's Inferno paper. they were due February 26th. hmm. oh well. bottom line: COLLEGE LIFE: HERE I COME. 

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Welcome to college:

1. Good grades.
2. Social life.
3. Sleep.

Pick two- welcome to college.

I had a bad dream.

I'm laying in bed texting on my day off when sleep overcame me. I dreamt that I was laying in my bed facing the window. It overlooks the Hutchinson River / Parkway in the northeast Bronx. Then I noticed a grand piano floating in the sky very close to my windowpane. It had some writing on it but I don't remember what it said. After that happened, the skies got dark and it started pouring rain. At least that's what it looked like, but the next thing I know, a helicopter hovers by. Suddenly I feel the window and the entire building beneath me shaking, first a little bit and soon it was violent. I came to the realization that we were in an earthquake. I jumped onto the floor praying that nothing would fall on top of me. I felt the building rock back and forth, up and down for at least what felt like 60 seconds in dream time. The shaking slowed and slowed until there was one lump across the floor of my room where it looked like a beam would stick out of the floor. But finally, in one violent snap, the floor fixed itself and the quake was over. My first reaction was to look outside at any property damaged. The most noticable thing was the diagonal faultline that was exposed across the highway. I saw that the southbound lanes had shifted eastward along the line, connecting the northbound and southbound lanes of roadway. There were no cars moving so the fire department crews were called in to begin moving some of the rubble. Then I got up from the window and I ran around my house searching for the rest of my family and everyone was okay. This was a weird and graphic dream. Shoulda gone to work today. Haha.   

Pssst:

Wow a lot has been going on. I guess I'm referring to Judge Sotomayor and the Hudson River accident. Those two stories come up in my mind. Also that tragic accident on the Taconic. Two very sad stories both with a very deadly ending. My humble condolences go out to all the families affected by these two tragedies, directly and indirectly. On the other hand, I am beyond proud and honored that a Supreme Court Justice has been selected who is both of Hispanic descent as well as grew up in my hometown, the Bronx. 
As for myself, nothing much has been going on. I'm in a bit of a financial crisis at the moment, but in todays economy- who isn't? It'll be all taken care of this week when I get my paycheck. So that's no big deal. Work has been really relaxed and comfortable lately. Which is good, can't complain. I enjoy the company of the guys I work with. Also my soulmate* is back from her "vacation" in Brasil. She thinks she's so cool with her toilets flushing the opposite way and whatnot. Yeah whatever, lol. Glad she's back safe and sound because the swine flu has been bad down there. Psssh. Swine flu is sooo last spring.

Until next time, America [and beyond].

We're in a Recession.

I'm -$8.03. That's how much money I have in my checking account. And tomorrow that number will be $8+35 because the fee is $35 for going over. As if I needed more things to go wrong for me. I'm pretty much going to starve myself until thursday next week. Then I'll use that little breath of fresh air in the form of a paycheck to make another payment toward my credit card, and to pay these overdraft fees. Ugh. Kill me.  

Umm. Okay then..

I noticed one thing while I'm sitting here looking around at all the people. Besides the fact that there are very few people in Boston that are darkskinned. that's obvious. I noticed that a loooooot of the people here are skinny. Like skinny or in shape. Everyone in NYC is fat lol. I must say. NYC is a really obese or overweight city. Okay another thing I noticed is that Boston is filled with a lot of jerks. I'm so serious. I'm here typing this and the whole freaking street is wide enough for everybody to fit but this man finds the need to walk so close to me that I have to pull my phone back and let him pass. That's a fight on my block. As they say.