S.O.L #31: I Got A Hair Cut!

Snipping across hair

Black water cascading down

to the floor piling.

My hair shortens and reaches

the shoulders, starting anew.

S.O.L #30: I'm Sore.

I am sore all over! I tagged along with my mom to aerobics class today, and I think the room is still spinning....My legs are shaky, my arms stiff, my stomach aching-- and guess what? I'm going again tomorrow--the pain, the pain! Let's just hope it won't be as painful as today, bye!

S.O.L #29: Look at the Moon, She's Shining Up There!

We stopped at a traffic light. The coast near the freeway looks brighter than usual at this time of night, I thought. I leaned forward from the back seat and craned my neck up the windshield between my parents who were having a conversation and what a sight! It was a full moon, the other sphere that illuminates the night sky--it's enormous than usual, and is it gold? I have to start noticing things.

" Look, look!" I yelled, pressing my face against the window pointing at the moon as the car hit drive," It's a full moon today!''

Mom and Dad didn't even flinch--they must be really involved in their conversation, I told myself.

As we drove to the deli and waited for Mom to come out, I began to make up childish reasons why the moon was never noticed by me: (a) because she (it?) is shy and hides behind the clouds, (b) maybe since the sky is like a stage--everyone looks at it--and it's stage fright.

When we got home, the moon was even brighter. Weird, eh? The moon has many mystical ways, and it still does mystify us today.

S.O.L #28: On the Way to El Valle....

A long path welcomes--
when the valley sends two birds,
wing spans of promise.

S.O.L #27: Book-less

This just hit me a few minutes ago--it's hard to find a book you want to read, when you have that urge to. I don't really know why, but I just noticed, when you want to read a book when you're bored, no book that you have or have read excites you. Never. Right now I'm searching for a book online to find at the bookstores in Panama(you'd be suprised on their varieties!).

Anyone have any suggestions? Leave a comment please!

S.O.L #26: Ping-Pong

Yeji, I missed what we did today
when we both watched the tiny white speck disappear
to the other side.

In minutes that white speck has transformed
from a cloud in your hand to a
weapon of stupidity.

I can hear the laughs,
those hysterical ones, where we
couldn't help but fall on the cold, dusty floor
and try to bring ourselves back from our worlds.

The boys on the other table are in their own world too: they shout
as if we weren't there, they ignore us when we tell them to shut up
Their clouds fly out crazily just like ours: I think
it broke the ceiling light.

And if you thought about it, P.E. wasn't as bad
as when we just sat on the droopy, wooden stage floor doing nothing but
talk, and soccer, basketball, we had not bothered to play

screaming at us to participate and get a grade. This is the P.E. we're both
failing for.
The bell has rung: time passed like a speeding bullet, like that
comet in G-3, where we both fell to our knees

under the table, that ocean blue table
where we, pathetic players played:
a silly game of Ping-Pong.

S.O.L in collaboration with Confession Tuesday

I have been procratinating a lot lately. I usually remember my homework in my head. But after Carnival I've been real sloppy and I keep on telling myself I can do everything later. And when later comes, I forget--some of it. I had already forgotten to send Mrs. Brown my vignettes, practice what I was going to say for Science, and.... There's only one solution: cut off my T.V intake--and begin to write things down.

As Mrs. Brown once said," Procrastination is the cause of all your woes." (You got that right!)