Detroit, you've put my stories on hold

EVERYONE TUNE INTO YOUR RADIOS:
I was chosen [in a contest] to read my poem Dear Detroit on Michigan Radio Station WDET Detroit Today. I've been writing poetry for a while, but journalism is my passion; I love to help people. And if I can inspire people by my stories... I'll do that too. Anything to make my mark on the world.
I submitted this poem a while ago, late by the way, and was just informed that they would like me to record me reading soon. :]
I can't stop smiling.

Here it is:

Dear Detroit—
Your crooked sidewalks birthed me
spitting me out in front of the postage-stamp
blue house, home to a grease-monkey,
a gilded hair street urchin. Never ready to make a family commitment.
Thumping bass and ambulance sirens
sang me lullabies only a child of yours would know.

You lifted me up on the bronze fist of Joe,
a Balduck baby and a Grosse Pointe school-girl;
I kept my heart with you, and my brain in another city.
It wasn’t infidelity.
You taught me how to pick raspberries in the alleys of your neighborhood,
how to double-dutch and season collard greens.

Your other children said I didn’t look like you
with my pale-skin and small-butt;
they threw rocks at me.
I’m the cream in your Oreo.

I thrived with you, Detroit, and when the fire
spat us out miles away from your embrace
I accepted it.

I will always be your daughter



XO XO,
K

Story #1

Well, it seems I have a lot of ketchup to play with y'all. Yes, not "catch up," ketchup. I work in the fast food industry, plus I just read a great fanfic piece about Ruby, Sam, and a bottle of catsup [it was tasty good & can be found here @ Sex, Lies, and French Fries.
This is the first of my stories, I have about 3 of them... possibly more if my life gets exciting. :]

Story Number One:
[The Sidney Crosby Story]

I get home from work and it's the same routine, yet this time I'm eating a grilled honey mustard snack wrap and watching TV by myself. I've just had a fantastically funny work time with Matty and Taylor, who both crack me up. Clare emerges from the firey pits below [the basement] and asks me in her best annoying sister voice, "DidDeetellyou?" repeat this 5 times with me asking "huh?" after each. Finally she asks if Dee [our Aunt] told me about who she met. No she hasn't. She met "your mansh." Here is the point in the story where I point out that my sister is weird and I guess her fascination with Little Jeezy Juicy or whatever his name is inspired this out burst. WAIT. Who is my "mansh?" Jensen [Ackles], Jared [Padalecki], Tom [Welling], Michael [Phelps], who? No, not them. Then who?! Sidney Crosby, she tells me. I then go into fan-girl mode, who wouldn't?! Now, this is the 2nd time everyone else besides me has met famous atheletes - first I invite Phelps to Algonquin to help our "troubled youth" and he shows up 2 years later when my brother and sister aren't even at school... now this.
I promptly grill Clare and she knows nothing more than Sid tipped her a $20 out of $100 order... not too bad. I call Sandy [Dee] and find this out:
-Sid is just as cute in real life.
-He is generous and nice. He paid for his whole table and was nice with Dee's tip.
-The Pens are like brothers, always joking around. They especially poke fun at their Frenchies [either Depuis, Letang, or Fleury] who order "'Am and Eggs" "What's wrong with that?" he asked laughing because of the other 'giggles' at the table.
-He doesn't have that heavy an accent.
-Only I and other Pens fans know the nickname of Marc-Andre Fleury -- FLOWER!! And evne though she's a long time 'ockey fan she didn't know who the esteemed goalie was.
-Jordan Staal [I think it was him, don't quote me on it] is very pushy. His server was not as good as my aunt was, so he didn't get his "6 eggs over easy" in enough time to swallow them whole. He complained to my aunt several times about this, even though she couldn't do anything about it except tell Staal's server. Instead he took the eggs to go and swallowed them presumably on their bus.
-Hockey guys can tell if the cereal is not Special K. The Book Cadillac Hotel restaurant didn't have it, so she brought him Wheaties... not the same thing. He sent it back and asked for Total. Now, I'm not sure who this was, but what is up with hockey players and their cereal? Remember the hockey player who ate dry oatmeal [I used to do the same]? Was this Teemu Salani or Adam Foote... or maybe Vinnie Damphouse? Lemme know.


And that was my Sidney Crosby Story. I hope you enjoyed it. ;]
XO XO,
K

Problems.... 'Errrbody Got Problems

And boy, do I have boy problems.

First I get to school, late, but make the bus. I successfully tell MG/Rob who were talking about the game about my Aunt's interaction with Sid the Kid and the Penguins [I kinda hate her now :-P] at the Book-Cadilac Hotel Restaurant [I'll post about that later]; MG thought this was sweeeet and Rob complained that Sid was a bitch, so I returned the favor. Then the girls and I talked about faux boyfriend, then at Dakota MG and I talked. AND our legs touched as we talked the whole bus ride back to Chippewa. SO GOOD, RIGHT?!

THEN Meux was checkin' me out in 4th hour, we talked in the lunch line, and he put a little show on by making fun of the kids who went outside by not letting them in [FYI My table is right by the door & his butt shaking antics were RIGHT THERE], and he+his friends were randomly staring in my direction, nodding and talking. WOAH, SO GOOD, RIGHT?! Basically, I know where I got Meux, he likes me too...we just have to talk more.

THEN in 6th hour MG and I were talking about our Francais tee's and decided that a small was... too small. He pulled his shirt really tight on his abs and said that he didn't like it huggin on his abs too much (I totally did), but instead I said, "or lack thereof." He then did a theatrical pout, but I wonder if he was serious. For the rest of the hour, we weren't as chummy. Lesk then made us get into groups for the assignment and we were talking with D, Jules, MC, and Vando. Flirting rose a little by me, but him not so much. Then the group (mostly D/ Jules) decided to go cheat off the mastercopy. MG just had problems in another class with cheating (but he didn't) and recieved a zero for something arbitrary, but since he was so honest about that and said he was going to change, wouldn't this apply to all areas of his life? You would think so. I refused to cheat and then exited our group. I didn't even walk out of class with them and flirted with Tuan (total cute Vietamese Sophmore) to show them. Was that too bitchy? Did I turn him off? I don't know. All I know is that I didn't expect it out of him. He was supposed to stand up with me in things like that and he didn't.

NOW, I'm dealing with that. Since I do like him more than Meux (but not that much). I'm also dealing with what I wanna do this weekend. I work Saturday morning and Sunday night, so I have all Saturday-day and Sunday-day to hang out. I planned on going out to eat with Aunt Coleen, but now since I talked to Situ and Sandy yesterday I said I would go over there. I don't know. I'm just gonna call Aunt Col tomorrow and see if we could just do lunch or something quick on Saturday before Situ's. I haven't seen both in a while (esp. Situ) so it's an equal match. :[

Alright, my chest feels a little lighter now.
I'm going to go try to finish all my homework now. :] Try being the key word. ;]
XO XO,
Kelly

P.S. I say then a lot, huh? Whatevs.

Ah, look at all the lonely people...

So, after all the hard 'trying' I'm not going to post my contest. :[ The pictures won't post in the way I want them too and no one was going to respond anyways. Everyone that I believe I'm 'internet friends' with never reply anyways.

My weekend turned out to be incredibly drab. Friday night I visited Pap's, since I hadn't been over there in a week, watched That 70's Show and munched on popcorn; then I went home and fell asleep early. Saturday, I woke up early to help at the Retirement home setting up for a show with Clare, Megan, Sabrina, and Marina... we had fun. Sabrina and I gossiped and we both found out we have much more in common than we thought. I worked from 6-10 Saturday as well. Ryan, [Black] Michelle, and Allison worked so I had a good time. Although, faux boyfriend Ry was sick... yet I still teased him about his crazy schemes. I still wanted to knock him over with a big fat kiss, yet sanity stopped me. ;]I fell asleep really late. Today I slept in 'til noon, lounged about the house, and then sent my article in for the paper.

Now. I lay stagnant in my bed, unable to form a coherent thought as I am manifested with the ghost of Sylvia Plath. After watching the movie Sylvia. It was haunting. That paired with "Eleanor Rigby" by The Beatles will really do a girl in.

Sighhhhhh.
XO XO,
Kelly

P.S. Aaron [A] IM'd me while I was watching Sylvia and he sounded, like always, like he missed me. I should hang out with him soon. Definately inviting him to Rock the Mic. :] Is it bad that I like leading helpless ones on? I'm like Queen B, without the motives.

Back on Track

SO! I unofficially made up with one of my bestfriends, and possibly one girl that it sucks to live without>>> Joana


Here's how I reunited our 'sunken' friendship:
Kellee B{ass} says:
Rumor is you wanted to hash it all out...
Joana says:
i dont want any hashing...i was just waiting for an apology
Kellee B{ass} says:
Well, you don't beat around the bush do you?
Joana says:
you know me very well
Kellee B{ass} says:
Let's just call it a draw. Both of were suffering from dysentery from not seeing each other in such a looooong time.
Joana says:
you bitch! you still manage to make me smile, lol
Kellee B{ass} says:
It was like we were in prison, then came back & forgot who we truly were
Joana says:
if you're going down, you're taking me with you, huh?
Kellee B{ass} says:
Natch. I don't go down without a fight & you know that.

Then we went back on track to talking about politics.
How natch. :]

Sweet Dreams,
K

Only Sometimes

I felt like giving a post today, because I just did. Hmph!
My life has been boring, but peppered with excitement of chillin' out in the sweet fall air, dancing around, Gossip Girl/Supernatural/my awakened love of Smallville, twittering too much, blog stalking, trying very hard to finish White Oleander, drinking bad cafe au lait, being cold & sleeping 'neath heated blankets, lying to young boys about fictional boyfriends...

My halloween was a non-Halloween. I went with one of my bestfriends, Melissa, to see Zach & Miri Make a Porno 'cause we're 14 year old boys. ;] Yesterday she was supposed to go see Sex Drive with another friend of hers, she's becoming worse than me! While yesterday I baby sit and slept basically all day. :[ Today I should be working on my paper for college writing, but I'm definately procrastinating on that.

Speaking of procrastinating, I was supposed to be working on my article for the school paper about the election and I still haven't gotten any interviews in yet. I guess that's what tomorrow is for. Hopefully it's not too late to get my teacher interviews, but I always think of something!

ALSO, I have new boyfriend. NOT! There's this boy, MC, in my math class who is totally annoying and won't stop talkjing to me all because he has this crush on me. So, I made this plan to have Ryan from my work be my boyfriend, yet Ryan does not know this. I made the plan and my friends Jules & Delone are helping me fufill them in math class (ie. making me talk about Ryan and making the faux-relationship see totally vrai). MC is just too needy & he talks to me way too much, he has a good taste in music, yet his views on the world are completely uneducated as are his taste in fashion; I could never date someone who wore a t-shirt that said "Cereal Killer" on it or someone who wanted to be a mechanic, like my father. I love my dad, but I would like someone who had the drive to learn. ALTHOUGH, most of the boys that I really do like right now, including Ryan, LeMeux, Fix, and V have gorgeous dense heads. :[
In actuality I do like Ryan, but am also crushing on LeMeux in my college writing class & by the way he actually looks me in the eye I can tell he likes me too. Unfortunately I made a comment on Friday, "I totally agree with Riana!" to Melissa across the room when he walked in. Riana commented about his Spiderman costume during lunch and said that his balls freaked her out, I agreed. But I was also strangely turned on by his grabable ass/other bits. ;] I'm a 14 year old boy, what can I say?! MG(who is smart!) is also growing on me and Captain AD(a possible Ivy Leaguer) is still in my heart ofcourse--his mowhawk is tantalizing, as well are the 'hawks of LeMeux, Fix, and V.

I don't know.
ILIKEBOYS.

XO XO,
K