Week Three

Based on the fact that this week has been boring, and that I'd like to try and keep you from snoring...
I'll change from the normal review of my week, and allow your eyes to take a bit of a peek.
At a side of me to which none have bared witness.. there's much more to me than muscles and fitness.
I'm talking of course of my emotional side, the one part of me that I normally hide.
Because underneath the muscles and manly toughness, is a smooth little boy that lacks any roughness.
So i thought I'd take a second to reveal and to show him, by writing a quick and emotion filled poem.

Little Birdie

Little birdie out on the picnic table, Why not fly away? Are you not able?
So many chances to fly away, yet you've always chosen to stay...
Do you stay for the free bird-feed? A meal of sesame and sunflower seed..
Or is there another more in depth reason, that you're accompanying us during this chilly season.
Maybe you have a birdie house? Or maybe even a birdie spouse?
Maybe you enjoy the weather..the cold a comfort when it rustles your feather?
Maybe birds are like human beings..with ambitions and hopes and human feelings?
Maybe I'm just being a bit absurd....I mean after all you're just a bird...

Birds have feelings too.

Week 2

This week much like last has gone by rather quickly, Monday started off with me feeling quite sickly.
Lucky for me we had a day off from education, so I spent the day resting in temporary hibernation.
After I awoke at a quarter past two, my dad compiled a list of random stuff for me to do.
The list was quite bland and involved hours of work, but I'm used to it now...cause my dad is a jerk.
After finishing up the work-list from hell, I went to the gym and I curled the dumbbell.
Tuesday rolled by and was overall rather plain, the boredom that ensued nearly drove me insane.
Wednesday however was a special occasion, I was born 18 years earlier....a tiny baby Caucasian.
After school I joined a new Workout Facility, and after looking around saw a boy with an obvious disability.
He looked very goofy..like a villain from a kid's story...but after close examination I realized it was Corey.
He tried to look cool as he came over to talk, he bounced as he stepped..there was pep in his walk.
I looked past his attempted manly facade, he was merely a boy..with a weak boyish bod.
I lifted there for an hour or so, and then to Intramurals I decided to go.
We played our game and we lost just by two, but if you ask me we really won by a few.
Their score would go up..without even making a basket, I wanted to put one of them underground in a casket.
After that I went home and I went right to bed, it'd been a long day and I had pain in my head.
The next day was Thursday so I woke up for school, I forgot to do stats homework and I felt like a tool.
I nearly died twice during my gym class, I got hit so hard one time I fell straight on my..bottom.
I got elbowed twice right square in my jaw, the blood started pouring as if I'd been cut with a saw.
Friday was calm and rather uneventful, I listened to some music including an Elton John Instrumental.
Nothing else happened except I cleaned up the home, so many chores I wanted to hit my dad in his dome.
Saturday was quite fun and I enjoyed it a ton, we had a basketball game..and somehow we won.
That night I watched a movie with a couple of friends, its hard not to cry when "A Walk to Remember" ends.
Other than that my week was quite a bore, I bought Paco some treats but he kept begging for more.
Next week should be more fun so be ready to see, the poetical rhyming of week number 3.

Week One

This week has gone by rather fast, in terms of fun it's been a blast.
Monday was not an exceptional day, I went to class and then lifted with my pal Austin Day.
I also had my first day of college class, I can already say that I doubt I will pass.
Speaking in public just isn't for me, so Public Speaking will suck as you surely can see.
Tuesday like Monday was quite a bore, I went to school tired and studied some more.
I left school early..but not to my enjoyment, cause I knew I was headed to my orthodontist appointment.
They tinkered around and messed with my braces, it was quite painful so I made many faces.
Wednesday however was a bit more exciting, after school I boxed and worked on my fighting.
I punched the punching bag for about half an hour, then lifted with Austin and then took a shower.
After showering and making my stench become pleasant, my dad and I went to the store to buy pheasant.
It was actually chicken but what can I say, rhyming with pleasant was taking all day.
After that I left for my Intramural game, Pate almost got beat up by someone I won't name.
I have to say it would of been very funny, cause the kid woulda killed him..on that I'd bet money.
Thursday like Wednesday was nothing but fun, we played B-Ball in team sports and of course my team won.
Thursday night I had practice for church league ball, my coach really likes me cause I play like John Wall.
On Friday I lifted for an hour or three, just check out this bicep if you don't believe me.
I went to bed early cause I had nothing to do, my sister went skating and said "Sucks to be YOU".
I went to sleep watching an MMA fight, how I spend almost every single Friday night.
Saturday I woke early to play some ball, we lost by 5 to a team that's real tall.
To be quite honest my Church-league team flunks, we miss all our shots and not one of us dunks.
We've won a total of only one game, and we lost to Corey's team so I know we're real lame.
That night I went bowling which was pretty fun, I came in last and stupid Austin won.
That night I was also sexually abused, someone jumped on my lap and I felt kinda used.
We then went to Target where something crazy and epic occurred, James Shockley's coolness level was raised to that of Richard Franklin Freeman the Third.
James held G's hand and we all laughed out loud, if his father knew I know he'd be proud.
This concludes my first week in review, come back again next week for review number two. :)