Marina

Down. Under the sea like a scuba diver, stuck at the bottom of the wonderful mystifying abyss that we know as the ocean. air tank running low trying to swim up towards the light but not seeing the surrounding the diver begins to drown, still swimming up with all his might gasping for air as he reaches the top, he survives. just like she has managed.

crushed. under your lies, under your incapability to be rational and see that what you're doing has hurt her. full of regret. loss of hope. as she struggles to survive. learning to become whole again and not let what you've done affect her but it does. you try and try to get her back in your life, you say you'd never do those things but you do, you still do. you tell her she is your priority, somehow you confused her with bad things like alcohol like cocaine like mistresses like you're own problems that you're too immature enough to face. but she's done and she's gone and she's survived. just like the diver.

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Reality

ever heard a song or seen a movie and thought that needs to be my life where guys chase you where everything goes wrong to go right where you always win where he never gets away marrying the wrong girl where they were there at just the right time but reality reality is more than that guys don't chase you but the one that will love you forever will run until his legs go out everything goes wrong and you learn from it you get back on your feet to go right you always lose until you push yourself hard enough to win he gets away marrying the wrong girl only to realize that he lost the right one and nobody is there at the right time but they're there every other time truth is, reality is better than the movies

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Daze

not saying anything but needing to get stuff out looking for some paper and a pen the words won't write themselves down don't know how to explain anything or how i feel get a beat stuck in my head and everything sinks in start opening my mouth but nothing comes out try to open my mind but thoughts swarm me can't pick one thing out but you're always there in my mind, you're always there not making sense just throwing things out but something always gets me back to you don't know why you're still in my head you don't treat me right and you leave me feeling special but i still wan't you to care why does this happen i don't understand don't make me feel the way I used to you don't make me feel anything and that's why this is a daze

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School. School is such a debatable topic. whether to go or not, and how far to go. elementary: reading and writing. high school: pushing ourselves, preparation for college. and finally, college: pursuing a career and an attempt and beginning at success.

Teachers. Teachers are a main part of school life. Perhaps students are the teachers. what happens then? i believe the students are the teachers. although there are different levels, certain levels. between adults and children or teenagers or young adults, levels of respect of authority and of maturity.

Directors. in my eyes teachers are directors. they direct us what to learn students teach themselves. teachers shall not waste their time to teach someone who does not want to learn which is why students teach themselves. we are given a topic a book an idea a belief an interest anything. the directors are showing us what to teach ourselves. we are the ones who take the time to learn, we take the notes we read the book we study we show up to class and we pay attention. those who do not want to learn do not want to read do not want to study do not want to listen, they are just there. they are not teachers. and they are not students.

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Today is the first day of school. it's really easy and comfortable though, because i already know most of the people but i do miss california and bishop diego and my class and all my friends lucky for me i have friends here too so its not like completely starting over my schedule is a little mixed up but i wouldn't want to change it i'm really excited for creative writing but so far everything is good i try to look at the now rather than the future but sometimes it is important to look at the future.

this is a very different class. i don't think i;ve ever had someone just say OKAY WRITE! be on your way and write what ever comes to your mind no topic no structure no sentences? no endings? unsure. but this is how i like to write. fun fact about me. i don't like to write in structured sentences i like to write short brief unending lines. preferably without correction preferably without punctuation just how i like it then the reader, and i, can continue with our own thoughts of how the ending or rest of the train of thought goes.

normally i'll start with a quick thought and then more and more thoughts will envelope my brain and BAM there's quite a few lines maybe the start of a song or a poem or maybe just a write a quick write yes! a quick write!