Posted in Poetry

Billboards

Posted on by Bri

You are the same
Just like everyone else
The same clothes
Off the same shelves

The same names plastered
Across your chests
You feel powerful
You think it’s the best

You pay to be a billboard
Conformist to the peak
But something no one knows
Is that conformity is weak

I buy my clothes cheaper
They look the same as yours
But still you turn away from me
A strong, opposing force

I’m different and you hate it
But inside you know it’s true
That at the end of all your days
I shop smarter than you

Posted in Various Ramblings

Various Ramblings Numba Ten

Posted on by Bri

Heeeey guys. I’m back from the asylum again And I’m not going back!

-Yeah, sure Bri, whatever you say

Ignoring! So anyways, while I was at the funny farm…

-Yawn

Still ignoring! I met this guy, name was A-A-An-t-t-on-n-n…

-Need help?

NO! No. I’m going to say his name without going crazy and stealing something that reminds me of him.

-Yeah, ok, you do that, Bri.

His name was… A-A-Anton-n-n-eeee—

-Seriously, just spit it out.

His name was… THAT ONE GUY WHO VOICED PUSS IN BOOTS. Loopholes rock.

-No, see, that doesn’t count. Stop being a wuss. BE STRONG, WOMAN!

Shush. So I met …. Puss In Boots… and we had a really good time. It turns out he was in there because he was overwhelmed by a wave of sexiness when he looked in the mirror one morning and then ran around Hollywood naked.

-Now THAT’S facinating.

Shut up.

-You know, even though you found a loop hole around the name, you’re still talking to me, which means you’re still crazy.

Am not! You’re just my… concience! My therapist told me about it. Conciences tell you when you’re doing something wrong. They’re the angel on your shoulder.

-Heh. You got the wrong concience.

W-What?

-I ain’t the angel, honey, I’m the…

NO! BAD CONCIENCE! BAD!

-PHANTOM OF PAPERCLIPS!!!

AUGH!!!! ANTONIOOOOOOOOO! HELP ME!!! COME BAAAAAAACK

-Hee hee. It’s so easy it almost isn’t fun anymore. Almo- AUGH!

*Note from author’s doctor: After attempting to saw off all her skin with a blunt steak knife, but then deciding it was too much trouble, Bri ran to the nearest mall and stole all things that had anything to do with Antonio Banderas. She then assaulted a mall cop with a Zorro soundrack. Please, all of you who care for her, don’t send her any Antonio merchandise to cheer her up. And please-please- don’t send anything with the letter “Z” ANYWHERE. We hope she’ll be able to function normally in society, but after the tenth time (that’s what it is, isn’t it?) we’re starting to have our doubts. Adeiu.

Posted in Poetry

Such a Mess

Posted on by Bri

Just one phone call
It’s better than what it could have been
But in itself, it sucks
Just as bad
Why did it happen?
should I be worried?
Should I be afraid?
What else am I supposed to say?
What else am I supposed to do?
Suicide won’t sovle
I’m glad he saved your life
I don’t know what I’d do
If someone else had made that call,
With different news.
you have no idea

Posted in Blog

Life’s a Beach

Posted on by Bri

Sorry about the vague and slightly depressing blog yesterday. I had some stuff to deal with.

But it’s mostly better now. Hopefully everyone can just move on.

 

Ok, seriously? Shut up about stupid Stephen Colbert’s book! THIS IS NOT THE FREAKING TIME. I don’t understand how some people can just not care… immediately start bashing. It’s SCARY. They freaked out for like ten seconds then started giving lectures. How can you just DO that? Then they started worrying about the movie.

If you ask me, that’s just SICK.

Posted in Poetry

Human disease

Posted on by Bri

What have we come to?
Money fills you up with greed
Together we stand weaker
We are the human disease

Trashing all the forests
But not replanting the seed
Fouling up the ozone
We are the human disease

Some think they’re better than others
Most think they’re better than me
Stereotypes lead to suicide
We are the human disease

Not knowing what we’re meant to do
A ring with all the wrong keys
Searching for a purpose
We are the human disease

Material things important
The group who is crowded has three
Everyone feels alone all the time
We are the human disease

Posted in Blog

I wrote this on the bus this morning

Posted on by Bri

“I’m on the bus right now, and I was thinking; why do vampires turn into bats? Mosquitoes make more sense, don’t they? The only thing bats and vampires have in common is that they’re nocturnal. I think that telling people that they turn into bats is a conspiracy so we don’t find out that the mosquitoes are actually the transformed vampires.

You have been warned.

 

Ok, I’m still on the bus, and I’m still thinking.

Over the driver there’s a box that’s labeled “bodily fluid cleanup kit”. How morbid is that? Why don’t they just say “first kit”? That’s much less disturbing.  I was also wondering, do they have a “severed appendage cleanup kit”, or a “In case of alien invasion resulting in children catching fire from the laser cannon cleanup kit”?

Also, I think the ‘video camera’ is also a conspiracy to makes kids behave (not that it works). If they can afford video cameras, they could afford to clean the windows. Last year, I killed a bug, a pretty big one too, on one of the windows, and a month later, it was still there. Sick.”

Posted in Blog

First day of real high school

Posted on by Bri

Was insane. I got lost so many times, but I still managed to get to each class on time. Note to self: BRING BACKPACK TO EVERY CLASS.

All of my classes and teachers seemed pretty nice, though. My writing class is gonna be great. I'm doing AP homework right now so I can't make this long… but I'm excited for school! I love it! The only thing I'm worried about is Spanish, which I don't have any friends in, and also the teacher is apparently not very good.

Oh, well. I saw Smurf's brother in the hall and said hi, but I don't think he heard me. heh heh.

So tonight, this is what was on my to-do list (that I just completed)

*Bring money/ signed sheet for AP

*Label most of Europe Map with the cities he told us to (about 100) (This took forever… I used three different maps, and I'm still not done completely)

*Get more folders

*Get art form signed

*Take backpack to every class 

*Get a three ring binder for Comp/Lit

*Ten minute written response to qualifications of a good reader/writer

*Free verse (uncorrupted) free verse poem due Friday (which I finished today)

 

Pretty good, no? 

Posted in Blog

Freshman Memories

Posted on by Bri

( history. )

– Who was your closest friend in this class of the people there?
Mia

– Who was the teacher?
Mr. Majors

– Was this your favorite teacher?
He was cool, I dunno if he was my favorite, though…

(math)

– What did you do during this period?
talk to sean and morgan and mike when he was still there… and struggle through the homework she NEVER EXPLAINED

– Anyone you wanted to shoot during this period?
Not naming names…

– Were you failing this class?
no… I got a B

-Who taught it?
Ms. J

( english )

– Did you ever fall asleep in this class?
no

– Was this your favorite class?
Yes (other than GT , but that doesn't count)

-Who did you laugh at the most?
TJ

(Science)

-Who was the teacher?
Ms. Blevens

-Who did you talk to the most?
Megan G, or Mike when he was still there, or Morgan

-Did you like this class?
Heh, yeah, it was so easy. I fell asleep once.

-What did you do?
talked to people and colored pictures and watched movies

– Did you hate anyone in that class?
yes

– Was your crush in this class?
um… not really

– Were you failing that class?
HAHAHAHA I could have passed without even showing up

-What will you miss most from last year?
The really nice, albeit limited, library

-Who do you miss the most?
No one that I won't see next year…

-Will you see them next year?
What did I just say??

-What was your fave. Subject?
Comp/Lit

-What will or have you done this summer?
get in some kind of shape

-Did you answer the complete truth during this survey?
yeah

Posted in Issues

Environmentalists my…

Posted on by Bri

Well, last night we were watching the Daily Show on Comedy Central, and he was doing a bit about that awareness concert Al Gore held a month ago. As soon as they started talking about it, I had my brother pause it (it was on DVR).

"Did they use solar energy?" I inquired, seeing as the concert was for environmental awareness to, you know, stop the global warming that Al Gore makes bigger than it is.

"Psh, no," Says my dear father.

"WHAT? But doesn't that completely defeat the purpose of an environmental awareness concert??"

"Yes," He went on to elaborate that one of the singers required five rooms for her and her entourage, and had to have a specific beluga whale caviar, which, as you know, is an endangered species. What is wrong with these people??

I went on to research it a bit more.

"For an event that is designed to raise the awareness necessary to curb global warming and other environmental problems, why would you put on a massive, multi-continent concert where tremendous amounts of electricity and oil were needed to both transport stars to all the locations and then allow them to perform their lavish acts. "- Opey's Oratory (internet blog)

""In order to solve the climate crisis, we have to reach billions of people,” Al Gore said in a statement. “The climate crisis will only be stopped by an unprecedented and sustained global movement.”"-Al Gore

Yeah, more like "In order to solve the climate crisis, we're going to use up so much electricity that no one else can. What a great solution! I'm a genius! Let's go have some beluga whale caviar in my hypocritical Hummer!"

This concert was a sad loss of message. If Al Gore really wanted to raise awareness, why not set a good example? You know, like practice what you preach. Don't tell us that we need to worry about the effect humans have on global warming because of their extensive use of oil and electricity when you can organize a world wide concert that uses so much energy itself.

London had it right, they used 100% biodiesel fuel to run their concert. New York used a nearby wind farm to fuel it, but a couple of good things doesn't wash out the bad. This concert was a waste of time and resources.

Sorry. I needed to rant about that. I should probably go eat breakfast, but nothing sounds good. Stupid Joys Of Womanhood… keeping me up all night…