COLLEGE MAN. COLLEGE.

Well,Im finally here: College. And I just have to say, this is the weirdest thing ever. I mean, I knew that college was coming, but its here! IM HERE! I have an apartment, I have roomates! I have homework! (well I had homework before, but this is COLLEGE homework! Completely different.) I can say what I want, eat what I want, DO what I want. That all being said, its not really what I thought it would like. Everyone grows up hearing what college is like: the partys that never end, the teachers being way to rude, and of course getting away with never going to school. But what is it realy like?? Parties always end, teachers can actually be very nice, and their are ALWAYS consequences if you dont go to school. You could even be kicked OUT of school if you dont go! ITS JUST LIKE HIGH SCHOOL, ONLY NOT!What do I have to say to hollywood for filling my brain with all of these expectations??? FALSE! FALSE I TELL YOU. Why is that movies, and tv shows, are always filling my brain with all this bulshlavick??? Thats the real problem here, cant they just write a show that is kind, sorta, really, realistic?? Other than that(plus the fact that hollywood is lying to us), im really loving it:)EVERYONE should go to college. If not for the learning, for the moving out of the parentals house. FOR SERIOUS.

Random Spurt #1

Have you ever had one of those days? I have; Only its been one of those weeks. I'm sitting here with my laptop, listening to my Playlist, and wondering "What is wrong with my blogg??" Well I have figured it out: My blogg is stupid. I'm not putting on here the things that should be put on. I'm just treating it like a place to put poems, or just random, stupid, stories. Well that is about to change! I dont think in poems, so why on earth should I only put poems on my blogg?? Good question, huh? I think so too. Now that thats over, I guess I will start over.

I personally think that someone who spends every spare moment, of their time, creating bloggs and other internet "nessicitys", is not a very healthy person, and that they really need to get out more. As in, not just leaving your house and taking your laptop with you, but going outside with no technology at all! I know, BIG step. But seriously, go on a walk. Take your dogs, or cats, or platypus' on a walk! Be healthy people!! And I'm not saying I'm the perfect example of "being Healthy", but the important thing is to TRY to be. And I, Tatty Loureiro, am trying.

Now, now that I've completly ragged on basically every computer and technologic juncky, I'm gonna say Au Voir! And if you are reading this, see you next time!! :)

The Pain Inside Me

It's killing me to do this again,
go into my house with a smile on my face acting like noting is wrong.
i'm tired of people expection me to be a perfect little teenager.
why don't they just take a closer look look at me?
why cant they see my pain?
Eceryday i'm learning that i've just been lying to myself and to them,
pretending to be happy,
pretending that i care.
But no more, i want people to see the real me,
the quiet, shy girl that is me.
And maybe, they could help me be happy again.

Ode to Peanut Butter Cups

The melting chocolate going into a mixing bowl, then the peanut butter will be mixed in. The light fluffyness of the peanut butter is almost too light to even notice that it's there. but it is.. when the form of the cup has been taken, you go and take a bite. SURPRISE!-you thought the peanut buttery goodness would be just an after thought, but it is there, and oh how good it is. one more please??

Time to Go

Impaticence, Frustration, Anger, Sadness.
These are the emotions i see as i watch him.
He's been here only a day, and he's already prepaired himself to leave again.
He gets angry if we do anything wrong, or if we don't do anything at all.
Its best, when he's like this, just to let him yell.
We all know, him included, that it will be better when he's home for good.
At leaset we hope it will be.

A Potographer And His Camera

Its been 20 years since i held you,
since we went to beautiful places,
seen beautiful things, and committed them to our memorys.
20 years ago i thought i needed
to make a better living then to travel the world
and see pretty things, so i quit.
I made a new life for myself,
made a buisness. For 20 years i worked like a robot,
not sharing oppinions, not feeling what i used to feel.
When it finally hit me,
work should make me happy.
I should go to work everyday and feel proud with what i did that day.
So i retired in that instant,
not caring what they thought. I'm Returning to you now.
You who i have shared so much,
and gone so many places with.
Its time for me to enjoy my work again,
so i'm picking up my old camera
and traveling to all those places.
Once more shaping new memories with and old friend.

My unknown ring

Rings can mean many things when on your left hand,
they could mean you're married or in my case the ring only fits that finger.
People would think that someone gave me this ring but in reality it came to me.
I don't know where it was made, and i don't know who bought it,
but i do know its a ring of many choices, it is simple but strong. It has been scratched, loved, and pit in lonely places, but by the end of the day or the week it is still the ring that came to me by chance.
It is and always will be my unknown ring.