Poetry Take 1: Hello

Hello

Hello.

Can you hear me?
I can hear you
sniveling, snieveling, snuveling
behind your snooty, snotty, snutty
lacy curtained veil.
You hear me, you ignore me.
I'm just trying to be nice.
Hello.
How are you?
Dearest in your moth eaten, beaten, reaten
coat of all coats
coat of the month.
Dearest with the skinny hands and skimetrical eyesin, nosin, lipsin,
How doth thou be?
Hello.
What time is it?
Man in the shirt
stain of ketchup, catch-up, look-up
the time on your time piecity-neecity
for me?
Please.
Hello.
You're my favorite.
Blued shirt, redded hat, crooked looked on your faced
what'd we do in biology
yesterdayed?
Hello.
On the phone.
Disconnect, re-connect
connect
tell me about the beachy -
is it peachy?
Hello.
Are you better?
You still look sick
Lyk whurds whith misspelings
awn paipurs bi ckindergaurdnurs
dun an thu furst dai uf skoul.
Feel better, nawt sik.
Hello.
Boy with twenty-many scars
upon your hand
makes me sad
you hated you
I like you.
You should, too.

Birthdays

I am terrible at birthdays...but...I want to get better.So, I decided, for no particular reason, to get better at birthdays starting May 1st.
And, so far, I have been better at birthdays.
I have baked a strawberry pie and a strawberry cheesecake
I have bought presents and wrapped them and delivered them.
Well...one of them.
One of them came from amazon...4 weeks later than expected.
Birthdays are important.
They're a celebration of "Congrats, you did not die this year and thus are another year older".
Facebook is helpful for this...except that I would like to be reminded of birthday's of people I like about a month in advanced, please.
So, I put all my favorite peoples birthdays into my phone and when I'm bored, I look at my calender and try to commit them to memory.
I have 5 birthdays memorized.
It's a start.
I just bought a present for someone online...
Whose birthday was a month and 2 days ago.
Happy Birthday.

Testing is Death

IB and AP testing is not awesome.
It is not wonderful.
It makes you want to cry.
It makes you want to tear all your hair out.
It makes it hard to have a social life.
It makes you feel like an idiot.
It makes you want to yell "F*** it" all the time.
Sometimes, you do just f*** it.
It makes you study relentlessly.
It makes you die a little inside.