yeah, so jen says i need to blog more. to keep her entertained. i say since when have i become the entertainment.. but whatever :P

everyone's gotta be good at something.

so i shall post my poem i wrote in the library yesterday in one of the little cubby holes with a chalkboard.

i could be ron: an ode to might-have-beens

sometimes i think about
what i might have been
if the littlest of things had changed
in my life way back when

even thinking about the present
the way i live my life
i could have been a porno star
but ala, algorithms is my wife

and just the other day
i thought about "big-oh"
but imagine if instead i thought
a little more like Van Gogh

A life that's full of might-have-been's
could-have's and the like
is just like every other one
a tale so full of strife

but what if i never wondered
my might-have-been's i lived out
i might not be myself i think
i might be full of doubt

that might have been
just should have been
left just as it was
that everything i should have been
was worth more that what i was

so i just take my chances
that it's the way its supposed to be
that i am all i need to be
that i am perfectly me

and i think about the beginning
the day i came from mom
and i remember that it could be worse
hell, i could be ron.