sleepy tired

i'm putting off doing my homework, which is why i'm here. i hope i can read misanthrope easily and quickly (the english version, thank you). i have a quiz on it tomorrow. i'm tired from working tech in children's theater. i'm sure someone with a longer attention span would do better at pressing go at every cue. i screwed up really badly on some of the light cues. oh well. i choose to be happy. just not right now. i'm not sure if my last post published, so i apologize if i sound repetetive. whatever. i want to call aaron. he's my latest prospect, and he looks pretty good, in more ways than one. lol. i have a curtain of tiredness over my brain at this point, because i'm tired. actually, i want aaron to call me. i want my phone to vibrate, because it is in my pocket. that is an interesting feeling. i will write a poem.

Kolors who wrote in her blog
Complained of her mind in a fog.
She, long story short,
Her blog did abort,
And soon slept just like a log.

maybe i won't abort the blog, but it rhymed. i'm sorry. spur of the moment limeric. probably not very good, but the best i could do at the moment. or maybe it is really good, and i'm just too close to realize it. or it's just in between. i dunno. i tend to be a horrible critic. i like most things. ask bendy. have i ever told you one of your paintings sucked? and don't add that none of your paintings ever sucked. that's beside the point.

Last night I dreamt
You kissed my neck
And when I turned
To kiss you back
I woke.

that's a sad poem. i like it. it's one of my best. i actually had a dream like that. here's another dream poem.

I used to dream I was ashamed
For I was naked
But then I dreamed I walked exposed
Free from shame
Only searching for clothes
Because others were embarrassed.

i tend to scare people when they see the real me. i can be really intense, really zany, really driven, all sorts of things. and stubborn. i just plow right through things when i want to. i try not to step on people along my way, but it's hard sometimes. i drop most of my masks with brenda. most, but not all. i keep my naked self to myself. that sounded funny. he he he!