Today was a good day, tomorrow will be better.

I got my 24″ iMac today. I also got my iPod touch. YEAH!

Tomorrow: Sophie comes up, Miss Salvatore is back.

The Man is out to get you!

You know that research paper. Oh and hopefully Thursday will be a good day. Many good things are supposed to come including my sister. That’s always good, but I doubt I’m gonna work on my paper with my sister here. Besides that, well I’m just gonna not say anything like always.

<3

Oh damn.

My hard drive sucks. I had to reinstall Os X. Fun. This won’t be a problem once I get my iMac.

Some poems I don’t feel like retyping up.

Leopard

The day I have been

Waiting for is finally

Here, yet I could

Be a lot happier

And full of excitement,

But this isn’t how

Life works, if it

Even does work at all,

And this air tastes like

Methane, filling my

Head with aches

And pains, and my

Lungs don’t want to

Breathe the air

You’re not in, but

The air is poison

Anyway, and I

Can’t breathe without

My oxygen.

 

Parallel Parking

These marks lined

Up and down my arms

Like a parking lot

All have a name,

A place, and a reason,

With a sign of when

More construction is

Going to occur, and

Each explain a few

Of the problems I have,

But they are all lies,

And attempts for attention.

 
Prescriptions

You say these pills

Will make me normal,

But why would I

Feel the need to?

Silencing my thoughts

And feelings won’t change

How I think and feel,

And how is being

Normal any better than

How I am?

Normal is just like

Being another drone to

Walk the path already

Traveled, and how is

Not standing up for

What I think is right

Any better than not

Thinking at all?

These pills are nothing

But a few quiet hours.

 

Headaches

The clash of loud

Voices clashing

Together like a band

Composed of nothing

Other than cymbals,

Over and over,

Restlessly,

Louder and louder,

Frequently,

Faster and faster,

Uncontrollably,

Never stopping.

 

 

Driving in Reverse

Many cars travel

Straight down the

Highway, but I

Travel backwards

Against the common

Path traveled towards

Losing yourself to

What society deems

Proper, and this causes

Conflict accidents,

But I still won’t turn around

And become just like them.

 

NOTE TO SELF- EMPTY!

Um, Leopard tomorrow. Too bad I still feel bad, but only a tad longer. I’ll be fine in a week or so, I promise.

All I could do was sit and sigh.

My internet isn’t working very well. This is an unfortunate circumstance that will hopefully be resolved when I receive my iMac. I’m fine. Just don’t bother me too badly, if I look sad. Things happen, and I can get very emotional.

Don’t ask me why. It’s none of your business.

An echo fades through my stomach.

Separation sometimes happens kids.

Separate the sauerkraut from the hot dogs and maybe, just maybe, I’ll buy one.

Here at Noah the Great dot com slash blog slash we are committed to nothing. Therefore, I haven’t really had anything newsworthy to post about. I’m sick of posting the same “Oh, I went to school did some stuff came home, etc.” Plus, it doesn’t help that I don’t reveal any of my actual life (that I don’t have) on here. I’m not going to explain why unicorns aren’t here anymore, why The Unicorns broke up, or why only virgins (like me) can see unicorns. No, I didn’t build a big boat. You’re so original when you say that. It’s not like I haven’t heard it my whole life.

I have Noah the Great on my name tag, because I’m Noah the Great. End of story. There’s not some epic legend about the nickname Noah the Great, as I stole it from Sophie the Great XIII (my sister) a long time ago. Actually, I kind of stole it, but I kind of didn’t. Mrs. Edlund called me it one day since Sophie had her before, and then everyone started calling me that. Fun times.

I’m currently in an epic struggle against myself that will gain valuable experience points. Hopefully, I’ll ding.

Besides that, I’ve been writing a lot of poems lately. If you ever want to read about how emotionally unstable I am, just check them out. Don’t complain that I can’t write. I know that. I have a one-track mind. So, whatever my mind is thinking of I write about.

I’m getting better at guitar. Hopefully some day I will be able to play something nice.

I have my driver’s test on Thursday. If I pass, I’ll have a license.

Leopard comes out on Friday. That means $1800 of my dollars are gonna be ripped from my wallet. It’s gonna be awesome.

Lots of Do Make Say Think lately.

No, I’m not going to Homecoming.

I doubt I will go to prom even though two girls have asked me. I don’t feel the need to subject myself to lame social gatherings.

My first podium shift is soon.

I’m supposed to go to a field hockey game on Monday. Hopefully, I don’t miss it. I already have three interviews set up, I still need to get one from the coach. Two of the girls are in my class, so that will be easy.

I still need to get a costume.

I might get my hair cut soon.

STEP DEATH: MELISSA ETHERIDGE WILL DESTROY!

Tomorrow is gonna be such a drag.  A quiz in physics and no Salvatore. Great.

Thursday is pay day!

October

Well, I revised some poems. I might write some more later. Other than that, I don’t know. I did that whole school thing. I’m kind of worn out. I got my interims. I got an a in everything except for Physics. I got a hundred on that Math quiz I took on Friday. I really don’t have anything out of the ordinary to speak of on here right now. I should work on my forums a tad and start trying to get members. Later.