Never wrote poetry like this. Its amazing how one night spent with a obnoxious "semi racist" dude...makes you think about life ...I dunno.

Mello drama
I avoid it
Negative
I distort it
Pain
I don't show
Love
I just hold
Awkward
I cradle
My life
I wish fatal
My body
I leave later
If I could
I would date her
My decisions
Ever-changing
My goals
So frustrating
Myself
I keep hating
My Id
Is raging
My mind
SO different
That must be cool
No it isn't
Oh but me
I'll keep trying
To continue
To keep dyeing

Fix it
I can
My life
Is not a sham
My love
Can wait
your kiss
To take
My purpose
Is pure
My direction
Make sure
Its not to late
My decision
My fate

I could of sworn I saw this thing NO I did ...I was ridding back from this art show in the hamptons. (well we couldn't actually find it). GODAMIT I never get to accept my awards. . .there always sent to me ...they must think I'm a complete duche bag. Any ways I look and I see on top of one of those trucks that carry cars, a Ankonian. ..Aperently thats what its called. Well it was on top one of those -I was like "That is an awesome car ...no NO THAT IS AN AWESOME CAR!" I verbalized this as best I could but no one saw it but me.

I had no idea what kind of car it was then several days latter. PhillyD linked it to me. ..Well not exactly he linked me to Batman's Golf cart but from there I saw it.

They said it is a potential Bat-mobile and some how I find my self not at all oppose to that idea.

Then again the tumbler was pretty awesome in any terran ...this car seems to only work on streets ...then again -it is "the streets of Gotham"

I still shall never forget you tumbler you hold a special place in my heart -so out of this world yet so real, what a great fit for batman!

Oooo a Tumbler Transformer

Welp that was maya ...spastic rant ...enjoy or don't watevah floats yo boat.

SOME ONE ANYONE PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD HELP ME!!!!!!!!

I'm not sure if my Ukulele was out of tune in the first place but I thought it was ...so I figured I'd try to tune it!

I just can't get it back to what its spose to be ....I've tried every thing!!! Listening to those damed Uke online tuners don't help because GODAMIT I can't hear exactly witch cord "B flat miner" is ...I I can't hear what any cord sounds like to tellya the truth. I guess I don't have a "Trained Ear".

A just want it to play like it did b4 ...But I can't just hear a note and be like "Hmmmm that sounds like a F minor." >:C

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uh ma dad fixed it I thing he tuned it correctly ...but the strings are a lot tigter than usual ...I mean I think it sounds dandy but it doesn't feel the same ,,,

I'm just gonna leave that pic up tho ...it makes me lol ...thats exacly how I felt.

Backed it up with a means of communication
My sly spurned on with a sorta hesitation
Put lightly what I know is the Heart ach thing
The thing when thought will make me cringe

Ooo why why why didn't I just take a moment
To tell you something that would last forever
That would give me what I need and satisfy you
Will fulfill my days when you just do what you do

And now I'm tearing at my soaking heart
Only lit by this mistake
Only turned by thought of intake
Intake of you

But your made a tease by my own doing
When I know you wanted me
When you wanted what I had for you
And I wanted to give

But this mistake will last for too
OH how can I live.

Lesson ...don't cover yourself with swag and some kinda greese that slips you threw broken conversation. NOT when that moment means something. NOT when you have an important thing to say before its to late. Even if it only matters to you.

At moments of finality. Before its to late. Be a raging realism. A spewing pot of truth ...before its too late.

It seems to late.

I stayed up all night writing this and two other projects( another short story and a two paged essay) Its for mythology class and I was a little tired of writing so seriously so this is what I got. I might post the other story latter. (Adira of Athens)

tell me wat ya tink mon.

THE LEGEND OF JERRY WELMP

It was a nice day ...Summer about the middle of July. All the kids were playing out side accept Jerry Welmp. He was Inside next to the air conditioner swiveling back and forth on his chair while simultaneously drinking soda and watching Season 4 of nonsense Island. As he gazed at the screen and drank his delightfully cold soda he realized his miniature utopia was in complete. There was no substance. "A sandwich" -He blurted out. He got up and strut to the kitchen exited to fulfill the equation he had formed in his head. Movies plus sandwich equals true happiness. "ooOOoo" He cooed. Mom had bought Italian bread. He set himself up on the kitchen counter and severed the bread open imagining it already done. He threw caution to the wind adding all the fresh meats and cheeses he could find. He added lettuce, tomatoes and even went as far as chopping up pickles, onions, and olives into little mynute pieces. To top it all up he drizzled honey mustered over the carefully stationed meats. He had recently heard it made the sandwich taste ridiculously good.
Jerry heard the front door fly open and turned around to get a plate before he could be bothered by whatever it is that would come threw the door. Then suddenly Derek Feener, Jerry's next door neighbor runs in noisily and snatches the sandwich knocking down a pan from off the counter. Derek slows and turns around to catch the look on Jerry's pale face. "Derek don't do this" Jerry says flatly trying to negotiate. "Don't do this Derek!" he shouts desperately as Derek turns around and runs. "Derek? DEREK?!" Jerry shouted hopelessly. Jerry could have tried to get it back physically. But you see Jerry was small for the age of 14. So what did he do? Well he did what any other kid with a mind like his would do. He summoned the Gods of Olympus.
He had discovered a while back that Olympus began to put out advertisements on the internet. Most of the advertizing being one of those vertical flash ads. It flashed seizure inducing colors and read "click hear and win God." As you could imagine no one really clicked on it...accept for Jerry Welmp. He followed the generic procedure of filling out your email, address, and were it asked "God desired" - he put Zeus. Though it raised the price to 19.99 he would spear nothing for such a situation as this. A second later there was a burst fire behind him and he looked back to see what seemed to be a Hobo with a cape. "What the hell ...who are you?" exclaimed Jerry. "I am Hades Lord of the underworld, master of evil -are you, or are you not Jerry Welmp?" he asked in a mandatory fashion "Yes" Jerry instinctively replied. "Okay what's the-" "I'm pretty sure I summoned Zeus." Jerry interrupted. "Well Zeus is pretty busy right now ...I'm mean he is ...Zeus." Hades sarcasm started to become apparent. "huh ...so they send me Hades, really? I would be better off with any other God." Hades just stared at the boy with an irritated face for an awkward amount of time. "Okay so let's see ...What's your situation here." Hades mouths words as he looks at a sheet of paper scrolling down. "Ah here we go!" Hades begins to read spontaneously and slowly figuring what it says as he goes. " Derek Feener stole my sandwich and I am small." Hades paused and then looked at Jerry. "First your last name and now this. Its funny the more I learn about you, Jerry, the more I hate you"
They both teleported threw Hades miniature fiery explosion that brung them outside next to the sidewalk. "There he is" Jerry said as if identifying a murderer. He pointed at Derek Feener walking down the side walk there way. Oddly he wasn't actually eating the sandwich but instead he held it out in front of him grinning sneakily. There was something wrong with Derek. Hades went into action. Jerry tried to advise" Make sure you d-." "Yeh I got it kid". Hades stretched his foot out in front of Derek causing him to fall into the ground unexpectedly and the sandwich tumbled into the grass. Hades then completed the operation by picking up the sandwich and bringing it to Jerry Welmp. "Here is your sandwich ...enjoy." Hades said dryly. Then the boy started to rant" Are you kidding me! Its ruined there's dirt all over it. What's the point I could summoned Michel Cera and I would have gotten better results you lame worthless-." "Okay your gonna have to die" Hades said casually. What? Your just ya need to die- ya really do. Hades said pulling out his scythe. Hades began to corner Jerry towards the house and then began to walk with an intimidating limp. Frightened Jerry splashed his soda in face. The Soda went straight in his eyes and all 23 flavors of it burned at his retinas. Hades fell down to the grass cringing in pain. "AAAAHHGG! I'll get you Jerry Welmp! I'll show you I'll Show all of you!" Hades said determined looking around frantically and then just disappeared in a fiery blast. "Woahoho" Jerry voiced, he was pretty proud of himself. Sure the ruler of the underworld said he would "Get him" and sure Hades just pretty much promised a Zombie apocalypse in as little as 2 days. But he had just conquered a god and that's all that mattered. That, and the simple question of why Jerry did not just make another sandwich.

So I ordered a ukulele off ebay!(nothin special) Always wanted to try one. and I've been itchen to make some kind of music with these hands and this mouth.

I figure it will be a great starting instrument ...and it looks SO fun!

Funny thing though in NY -NO one plays'em. So people laugh when I tell them I'm gonna play. But I just love the sound of it -So peaceful. Can't wait till I get good enough to play Somewere over the rainbow.

I probly never be this good tho.

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"He who joyfully marches to music in rank and file has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would suffice."
-Albert Einstein

"If we don't end war, war will end us. "
-H. G. Wells

"It seems like such a terrible shame that innocent civilians have to get hurt in wars, otherwise combat would be such a wonderfully healthy way to rid the human race of unneeded trash."
-Fred Woodworth

"In peace, sons bury their fathers. In war, fathers bury their sons."
-Herodotus

"All wars are civil wars, because all men are brothers."
-Francois Fenelon

"If it's natural to kill, how come men have to go into training to learn how?"
Joan Baez

"Never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a crime."
-Ernest Hemingway

"Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die."
-Herbert Hoover

"Ours is a world of nuclear giants and ethical infants. We know more about war that we know about peace, more about killing that we know about living."
-Omar N. Bradley

Its a never ending cycle of human ignorance ...and one of the saddest things I've come to know the 17 years I've been alive.

Okay So I made A SECOND GIRLCHAN CONTEST SUBMISSION.

and Here's ma first...case you didn't see B4.

I think thats my last ...unless I tink of sUmting reely reely Cool.

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Also In My' aaaummm realer life. I won a Poetry contest. Dude I'm so glad a branched out from Drawing to other arts like poetry and short stories. I know I was Inspired by certain NGers to write Poetry.

Any how the topic was :Celebrity Dating And Domestic Violence Cases...How do they affect our teens? He said we had to include at least one Celebrity. My teacher required us to write it so he could enter the class into the contest (I would not have wrote it otherwise)

Drinking and driving and drugging away
Paying off punishment were they should stay
Switching companions divorce to divorce
of course they have chose the successful course

They are were it comes from were it spreads
The battle inside your children's head
A battle off good and evil ...right and wrong
That helps to determine the teenage song

Maybe it's the press and maybe it's the stress
That makes me less impressed with what they profess
If you choose a job that comes with great power
Responsibility is required on every hour

The power to mold young minds like clay
So that there changing style or persona everyday
Whether consciously or Sub consciously
It's utterly an anomaly
The mob like mentality we see today

So if you're a celeb of ANY way
Like MJ back in the day
Give only a good example to shower
So as not to be an ABUSER of your power

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The piece bellow is entitled "A Horrible misunderstanding"

Check it out -Smy newest art.
Can say much bout it -cause thats the rules but hopefully ego can tell whats sposed to be happining there.

I might do another if I think of any iideas.

Check my new ID.

k -let me go Link it on his page.

Another project left undone...

Another talented Calibrator left disappointed...

I thought about it ...and it wasn't really procrastinating this time. I had many things to do and to get them done I tried my best to prioritize. . .animation was at the end of the list of importance. -as you can imagine not much was done.

The simple fact is that I keep enthusiastically taking up assignments ...that I just don't have th time for. Why do I take them? Well I guess I just see all the creative things happening in the NG community and I want to be apart of it. I guess I just feel that as a New-grounder with somewhat skill I should take apart in all this, or that I could.

But I really do feel ashamed, I've done this one too many times. So I think I'm gonna pretty much banish myself from Newgrounds ...not forever just until I have something to contribute. I mean you can still PM me I prolly answer but other than that ...ya all be gone for a while.

Again sorry to all thos that collaborated with me, that I let down.