Limericks

This was from an assignment for Dolan's class, to make up a poster, song, skit, or poem based off of the Greek story of Oedipus Rex. Enjoy.

Limericks

There once was a man from Thebes

Who often wore shirts with no sleeves

He married his mother

After killing his father

And as a child he fell out of trees

His parents left him to die

Because an oracle at Delphi

Correctly predicted

That he’d be addicted

To killing his father with pie

He met five men on the street

And with a large stick he was beat

That’s what she said

And then they were dead

It was quite a marvelous sight

Although all this was foretold

He never noticed his wife was so old

Till he uncovered the lies

And gouged out his eyes

But the cheese was covered in mold

(Legend: Lance, Fabio, Nick, Antonio, Ben)

One Man's Hope

"...Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America: They will be met.

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn-out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.

We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness...

We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America..."


--Barack Hussein Obama
Inauguration Address to the Nation
January 20, 2009

Around and Around

Suggestions for a better title, perhaps?

Around and Around

I cannot help but sometimes think

Of all the days I just sit there

With nothing to do

And nothing to say

All as our world keeps crashing down

While society only de-evolves itself

But yet they all seem so happy

So pleasant… So careless

So where am I?, I ask myself

On these lonely occasions

Why is it that to be right is wrong?

And that to be wrong is glorified?

What have we come to?

And where have our morals gone?

I cannot help but sometimes think

That I’m at the short end of the stick

That I’m the one caught back in time

It’s the whimsical things of light

That are always blamed on me

And always come around to me

I do what I think is right and just

But sometimes I end up only hurting

Myself and those I cherish

And that in society’s ruthless path

I’m left behind and alone

With only the Truth to save me

When the Day and Time arrives

One Step Away

Here's a pretty quick rap I wrote instead of taking my Spanish final this morning. It has a rather quick beat that goes pretty much to the verse tune of "Touch the Sky" by Kanye West and Lupe Fiasco. Tell me what you think of it.

One Step Away

Everywhere we go

Through all the twists and turns

We’re one step away

From the glory and fame

We’re just one step away

From winning the game

Until, that is, you see

That it’s the game that deceives you

And you learn ultimately

That it’s the game that defeats you

And now you’re just one step away

From being taken under

You’re just one step away

From making a stupid blunder

That you will regret

But then you think for a moment

Clean your messed mind up

See the light in the tunnel

(The one way over there)

And realize that

We’re one step away

From having it all

We’re just one step away

From forgetting it all

[music begins to fade out]

Only one step away 

From climbing back up this cliff

Starting over

Taking the lead

And not looking back

On the other side

Where you’re only one step away

From taking a fall

Finals Week

Well, to put things short, it's been one heck of a week: good old, er, dreaded, finals week. Pretty much the entire day Tuesday (yes, that includes while at school) was dedicated to studying for our AP Euro semester final, which I apparently aced with flying colors. Most of this week I've gotten off school at noon and had half the day to chill with friends/sleep/watch TV/eat/SLEEP. 

The good thing now is that it's over and I have absolutely nothing school-related to do this weekend. I should probably be appreciative of that, as this will likely be the only such weekend until the end of the year. And while my classes won't be changing, there will be some people moving in and out of my classes next week, so we'll see how that works out... 

In addition, all next week is this "Breaking Down the Walls" crud, which is supposed "unite the school" and "encouage people to open up and talk to others that they otherwise wouldn't socialize with." Sounds interesting, but we'll see how it turns out. I'm getting the day off Wednesday (2-4-6) to be a part of it. Don't expect your teachers to be doing much of anything next week because of people leaving for stuff.

Which reminds me, here's next week's schedule:

Monday: No School

Tuesday: 1/Assembly-N-1/Assembly-3-L-5 (1:13p)

Wednesday: 2-N-4-L-6 (2:07p)

Thursday: All Classes (2:07p)

Friday: All Classes (2:40p)

As far as this weekend, however, tomorrow I have a party to go to, and Sunday, to my dismay, I will not be watching the Chargers play the Ravens in the AFC Championship. Oh, yes, and my camera is not i n good shape right now...something decided to screw up in the screen...grr!!!... Ah, then there's my phone, of which the pound (#) doesn't work and therefore I can't type spaces in texts...grr... But other than that, life's pretty good. For now, enjoy the weekend (new writing piece later today).

A Friend (All This Time)

Here's a poem I've written up a few days ago. It's the first full poem I've written since last summer. Personally, I don't think it's quite as good or original as my older stuff, but what do I know, I'm just the guy writting these things. It seems almost childish, but I think it still has a nice ring to it. And if it's not apparent to you after you finish reading it, this isn't about a girl, or anything like that at all. Enjoy.

A Friend (All This Time)

I think I was still just little

When I first saw and met you

You were a friend of mine, yes

But I never really stopped, sat down

And really talked to you for long

When I could play with all my

Other good friends down in the sandbox

And then eventually, undoubtedly,

I turned and left your fading image

Until I fell in the wretched pit

That I thought would only better me

But in turn only battered me

So as I walk down this desolate road

Filled with little more than misery

I see a small, very quiet bench

On which I sit down and think

About everything that I’ve done

Until I turn my head

And to my amazement

I see You, sitting right beside me

On the cold, freezing bench

You went out to look for me, worried sick

And You’ve been here, all this time

In Context (Intro)

Well, what can I say, this is my blog, where I'll write pretty much whatever's on my mind and then some. Over the Christmas break I spent about a day's worth putting everything together to make this (and my other blog) look how they do now. 

Anyhow, so where do I start? I'm sixteen, though you probably already know that unless you've stumbled across this quite randomly 0.o and I'm pretty much taking life as it comes at me as a mixed bag. You could say I do well in school, and my hobbies are pretty much making periodic films, writing short pieces (note the short part), listening to music, doing homework, and being bored (hence this blog, eh?). Let's see, what else... Oh, yes, the Chargers are on a roll right now... I'm 16 and still can't get my license just yet... I haven't even been out driving for about two months since we pretty much lost one of the other cars in what was actually a fairly minor accident (don't even get me started on that), and I should get started on that again soon if I want to be able to drive myself to school by next year. Otherwise I might not be able to manage the trip up and down the hill each and every day. And that would not be good, to say the very, very least. 

And then there's my dad, who will hopefully be getting this much better job that he's getting his way closer and closer to. But even then, that would make things easier and yet harder all same. Let's see... What else? Oh, yes, finals (midterms, sorry) are next week, but I don't seem to stressing out about them for some reason. I guess I'm not really worried about them, which is quite good. (I seem like I'm talking to myself, don't you?) My friends and family and faith are all the most important things to me, and they're my motivation and probably don't even know how much I love them all as they read these words. Wait... Now I'm changing tenses, aren't I? 

*Blah* It must be the midnight moon, then, making me seem to rant. Oh, yes, and I love music. Pretty much all types. But rock (of all varieties) more than the others. 

Anyhow, so that's pretty much a bit of an intro, a very slight, on-the-surface getting-to-know-me. But you already know me. Chow-for-now, and keep reading for what's ahead.

--Joshua Fabian