My Awesome Day

First of all, I went to my ASL class this morning.

And since I had to sign a sentence,

I decided upon the sentence "I LOVE COFFEE"

It's morning, I don't have to drinking coffee to be thinking about it.

...Then in Oratory Theater I performed the poem Chicago by Carl Sandburg:

I retyped it, so its probably different then you may have seen it.

(Listed below)

Hog Butcher of the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and Nations Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of Big Shoulders:

They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys.

And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: yes it is true I have seen gunmen kill and get go free to kill again.

And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is:

On the faces of women and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger.

And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back that sneer and say to them: Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.

Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities;

Fierce as dog with tongue lapping for action,

cunning as a savage pitted against the wilderness,

Bareheaded,

Shoveling,

Wrecking,

Planning,

Building, breaking, rebuilding,

Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth,

Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs,

Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle,

Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse, and under his ribs the heart of the people,

Laughing!

Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of Youth half-naked,

sweating, proud to be a Hog Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,

Player whit the Railroads and Freight Handler of the Nation.

And I finally decided, that I just simply had to get coffee, I felt too lazy to actually ask my dad to drive me to Starbucks, so I walk down to block to Dunkin' Donuts.

Some people think that Dunkin Donuts coffee is even better Starbucks.

Me? NO WAY!!! Why, you might ask?

One word STYROFOAM!

Dunkin' Donuts has styrofoam cups,

and I don't know about you but I cannot stand styrofoam at all!

That's just me. And I could go more into detail but sometimes enough is enough.

And there is really no need to say any more. So with that said I will end this post

Oh I almost forgot,

here is a funny pic that I found online about the Starbucks & Dunkin' Donuts conflict.

(Pic shown below)

Ending on a Broken Note

I guess i'll begin this post, by simply stating, theres nothing I like better good conversations.

And to have to end a nice chat (in person or on the phone) without a goodbye, is like ending a beautiful, harmonious song in discord. It doesn't work right? Sometimes when your talking to someone, and you didn't realize just how fast the second hand is ticking, and you find that you just simply just have to go! remember say goodbye, no matter how urgently you have to go somewhere or be someplace say goodbye.

Hmm just thinking.

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