Oh, wherefore art thou, Romeo?

I have read this soliloquy enough to write a novel in Nineteenth Century context. It is absolutely ridiculous. For English, I chose to memorize Juliet's soliloquy from Act III, Scene II and I think I've got it. Let's try on here without looking--

"Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds,
Toward Phoebus' lodging. Such a wagoner
As Phaeton would whip you to the west
And bring in cloudy night immediately.
Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,
That runaways' eyes may wink, and Romeo
Leap to these arms, untalked of and unseen.
Lovers can see to do their amorous rites
By their own beauties, or, if love be blind,
It best agrees with night. Come, civil night,
Thou sober-suited matron, all in black,
And learn me how to lose a winning match
Played for a pair of stainless maidenhoods.
Hood my unmanned blood bating in my cheeks
With thy black mantle, till strange love, grow bold.
Come, night. Come, Romeo. Come, thou day in night,
For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night
Whiter than new snow upon a raven's back.
Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-browed night.
Give me Romeo, and when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night.
Oh, I have bought the mansion of a love,
But not possessed it, and though I am sold
Not yet enjoyed. So tedious is this day
As the night before some festival
To an impatient child that hath new robes
But may not wear them."

Impressive, if I do say so myself. My main problem is not knowing what it is, but when to say it and so on and so forth. I guess I'll just keep reading it over and over again. I've also got my monologue for drama, but I'm not too worried about that one. But I guess there's no harm in repeating it just to be sure.

"It's always right before I go to sleep. I take my radio from under my pillow, and I put it away, and I lie there...Sorta like dreaming, but I'm away too...We're walking on the beach, me and Brian, not holding hands or anything, just walking. The sun's going down over the ocean, there's nobody else there, you can hear the waves. Then we stop, right at the edge, and I know he's going to touch me. I look at the sky behind him and I can see the stars, I can count them, it's not even dark yet. Then he says, "Listen..." and I close my eyes and I can feel the ocean inside me, tingling, and warm, and I can't wait for him to touch me. The beach is in California. The Pacific Ocean, can you imagine? I can't even think of it, it's so far. Think we'll ever get to go there, Peg? I'd give anything to go..."

That's sort of ironic that as I was typing that, Miss California by Jack's Mannequin came up on Pandora. I absolutely adore that song; it's so well written and the lyrics are just great.

So I'm rambling, but I'll probably be back later to write more, if I get to think about anything more. Have a good day, loves.

Caught Up

Finally caught up on my Composition Contemplations.

I think very oddly.

Senior Prank Day

T P'd buildings, columns, and trees, foamed-up fountains, food fights, and gummy bears posted everywhere. Oh but don't forget the windows painted with "2009 RUNS THIS SHOW" and treetops littered with thongs.

Senior Prank Day--always a little extra fun.

Don't Scream, Just Sing

Your words scream at me.

I will respond to them in a poem, since that's the only way I can get through to you.

Will you listen for once?

Hypocritical

Why do I always insist on writing poems about things that I don't want to tell people? I complain about people knowing what I'm talking about but then I write it over and over again and then curse myself out.

I'm a liar. Hah.

Happy Mother's Day

to all those amazing women who put up with our bullshit every day.

Here's to you. <3

We'll wash down this engagement ring with poison and kerosene.

Lately, I've been listening to My Chemical Romance a lot, and it's weird, because I haven't listened to them in a really long time. I used to listen to them a lot. Like, almost every day I would go through their whole discography at least twice. Now I just skip over their songs every time they come on. But I miss them, and I see them every day on my wall, so I think I'm going to start paying attention once again.

I hope they go on tour soon. I really do miss them.

Yet Another Blog

I continue to do this, I don't know why. This one is called "Composition Contemplations." I just started it today. I had a notebook in my backpack and I had the sudden urge to write something in it that I had been thinking about so before I forgot, I wrote it down. The link is -- http://compositioncontemplations.blogspot.com/

I know it's a long URL but I couldn't think of anything better than the title. Anyways, check it out. I think I'll be posting daily.