Waiting

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Last week, Judy asked me to write a story about commitment. I don't know why, but she just did. Here's my spin on what that thing is. This is a story about a boy, Kristoff, and his undying commitment for Taylor, his girlfriend. I thought that I'd keep the story simple, so please try to enjoy!

Yesterday, it was all about the aphids. Kristoff saw them sucking the life out of a rosebush near the train station. There were clumps of them – white, fluffy clumps of sap-sucking aphids preying on the life juices of the rose bush. Then, Kristoff saw that there were also ladybugs on the rose bush. The red and black beetles were feasting on the sorry, little botanical vampires. It made him smile; somehow, he knew that the rosebush will be right as rain, and he got off the bench that he was sitting on to head back home.

Last Friday, Kristoff thought that the bench near the train station was rather uncomfortable, and he thought that he couldn’t bear sitting on it anymore. Every time he sat on it, the hole where a nail should have been seemed to suck in his skin and make the bottom of his pelvic bone chafe onto the wood. It felt abrasive and raw. He would not have continued sitting there if not for the doves that flocked in front of the train station, swarming at bread crumbs and the French toast that he has thrown on the black and grey pavement to keep most of the birds cooing near where he waited. The cooing made him feel impervious to the irritation that waiting caused him, bringing him back to a time where all he needed to hear was the sound of Taylor’s giggles.

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Terms and Conditions

Monday, December 7, 2009

Richard is easy to deal with.

If you him to listen to you, give him food.

If you want some advice, make sure that you follow whatever he tells you.

That’s it.

An Odd SMS and an Odd Essay

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Tonight, I received an odd SMS from my friend, Judy. The message says this:

mr know it ol, is der any truth 2 dis: human minds r linked w/ ich other thru neuron activities w/c means if ur thnking of sum1 ol day long, dat pers0n is pr0bably thnking of u. how 2 debunk dis?

Out of pure weirdness, I composed an email, which sounded like an essay.

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