she went that-a way

i had a dream that i was running that's all i did i just kept running and running it was horrible i was wet and dirty and cold and hot and sore. where was i going?

OMT

it all started when i rang the after-hours bell.
the security guys were listening to LoveLine and i laughed as i signed in because all i heard was,
"well we started using toys a couple months ago..."
the funniest part is what they didn't know-
i was listening on the drive over.
we had nintendo and a thermos full of the hot black stuff.
did i really zone out and imagine that mario and luigi had a secret brother named sal?

we're fifty cents away from a diploma, the big five-oh

hour one: twenty minutes each to talk about ourselves and what we love and what we don't love and who; we concluded that what happened at LCB stays at LCB
hour two: interpreting dreams and the lights upstairs or lack thereof
hour three: psycho boyfriends and psycho girlfriends
hour four: mixtapes and movies and demotapes and not one of us cracked open a mic
hour five: egos. actually, we dedicated a little bit of each hour specifically to egos; we also went on an adventure during the fifth hour- the stairs led us to the floors above and then floors above floors
hour six: we'd been talking for five hours and still, not one of us had cracked open a mic so we finished our sentences and realized what time it was. the overnight that overruled.
we opened the mic to say goodbye and tell everybody but nobody that we'd been there all along

young and restless

i've begun drawing the same conclusions for nearly everything it happened for reasons we do not know actually, i'm wrong one of us knows probably you probably me who cares, really we're both smart enough to know that if talking was what needed to happen, someone would have opened their mouth everything happens for a reason that is all.

the chase

it's the most fun between us, isn't it? we tell each other that it's not just about the sex but all we ever do is have sex this thing that we have created is seriously fun though, i'm not giving it enough credit just bed sheets and movie after movie nothing too fancy or over-the-top because neither of us care about that really maybe if we keep laying here we'll become part of the bed; part of each other smile, i don't want to ever forget what it looks like coming over to watch a movie means i'm coming over to watch a movie maybe for everyone except us why is it we can't sit still when we're together? smoke breaks take twice as long because we have to find our clothes, put them back on and just when someone's found a lighter, we'll wrestle for it, declare a winner, we get sucked back in. and so i've realized something, just this minute really, it doesn't matter what either of us wants for right now, we want each other

do you think you guys can handle the R-rated version?

When Ed Kang finished speaking for our class that monday night, there was one thing that really floored me, his age. after all of his crazy ass stories about prostituting women and getting involved in things that aren’t normal for us, i was truly amazed at his sense of inner peace and maturity.

When he asked us if we wanted the sugarcoated version or if we could handle the R-rated version, i looked over at Bryan and i remember giving him the eye-brow thinking, what kind of skeletons is this guy packing in his closet? never would i have imagined that he was involved in the things that he told us about. listening to him was like reading subtitles for a movie that was too graphic to watch; but he didn’t make me uncomfortable at all. the way he spoke was so colloquial, so effortless – of course it’s not the first time he’s been in front of people and certainly not the last. Ed Kang made an uncomfortable topic, approachable because, i think, of where he is today in his life.

Ed is a super rad guy. he wasn’t talking just to run his mouth; he was talking to run our minds. you can tell that he likes the surprise in an audience’s face when he tells us his story. And i feel like that is something important to the speaker itself; satisfaction. i always go into my speeches thinking, i want people to be impressed with my speech or i want people to learn things, but Ed made me realize that i, as the speaker should go into and come out of speeches satisfied and smarter. isn’t it just as much about me as it is about the audience? there were so many people in the room and sometimes it was as if he was talking only to you. i went home that night and just kept thinking about how young he was when he got involved in all of that shady business and how far he’s come. i thought about how young he still is and about how much more he can accomplish.

Ed is a great speaker because he’s very easy to listen to. he’s just the right amount of funny and just the right amount of serious. public speaking has taught me that it’s not about how long or short or interesting someone’s topic is, it’s more about what you can take away from it; even if you only learn one thing, you still learned something. i know Ed wants us to think big about life and reach inside of ourselves to pull out every little piece of greatness and use that to make even more greatness. he did a fantastic job at turning himself around and “re-inventing” his own life. i learned more than just one thing from Ed’s speech and it goes beyond approach and technique.