Whoops...

Oh, sorry, forgot to tell you all this in the last post..... Okay.

My real name is Alex Koski
Hope you all enjoyed some of the stuff I've written.
Have a nice life I guess...

I'm just going to leave this blog here to rot forever. K bye.

Fo Sho

You want me to talk to you about something real?
Is this a real talk time?
Here's a lesson: Who cares??

Seriously! Who. Freaking. Cares? It doesn't matter! What's it going to matter tomorrow? In a week? In a year? What's it really gonna matter if you decide to read in front of the classroom, or if you decide to wear a bright pink shirt to school. Who cares?

Anything that is considered a "social norm" is bullshit.

They don't matter.

Why do people feel that they have to be quiet in a bathroom stall? Is it more polite? Do people really not know what's going on in there? WHO CARES?

I saw a man on the side of the road while I was driving my friend home to his house. This man was carrying a green bag in his left hand, he had a white hat on, blue jeans, your regular person, right? This man caught my interest. This man was dancing. I noticed that he had his headphones in, and he was skipping and moving his body as he walked. It was the most amazing sight I've ever seen. I looked at him, smiled and said, "That dude gets it."

He wasn't worried about what others thought of him. He didn't let the oppression of "social norms" grab him by the throat and make him 'behave'. That's what keeps us from who we are.

I strive to be like this man. Let go of everything anyone thinks and just dance down the side of the road.

Yo Recuerdo

Boring church speeches called 'talks' that seemed to go on forever while I'm sitting in uncomfortable clothing on those cold unforgiving chairs,
I remember how to cheat in 'robot unicorn'
Singing happy birthdays in spanish to my siblings.
Trying frizbee until I got it right
When pee wee remembers the Alamo
Flicking boogers
Elementary school
The world "bibliography"
Tetris, PacMan, Pokemon, Digimon, Power Rangers, Mickey Mouse, Frosty the Snowman
How to spell 'Mississippi'
'Emperor's new groove'
Disney channel
1st, 2nd, and 3rd girls I've ever kissed
I REMEMBER TO FRICKIN POST MY BLOG YO

Guess what, trying to upload a picture to this blog is HELL

Seriously, I click on that little picture icon on the top, and it lets me search my computer for a picture I want to add, but then I add it, and publish it, and it doesn't show up when I click "view post" and it makes me so angry. I then go back and try it again, same result, so my third attempt was a bit different, I decide to go to the actual picture on my computer, right click, 'copy', back to blog draft, 'ctrl V' and the picture shows up! Oh hallelujah because then I click 'publish' and it gives me this "oh we can't really publish this, something went wrong, mreh" and I try it again a few more times, then I'm reduced to writing this angry blog post about it. I hope you were all having a happy day.
-Tobias

How to write a Slam Poem

1. Be creative.

2. Think about what makes you mad/happy

3. Choose a theme (Journal entry, memoir, regular poem, haiku, etc.)

4. Think of a story to open up with.

5. Make it relate-able to a target audience.

6. Pick a 'thesis' for your poem (trust your instincts or something cheesy like that)

7. Drink a Dr. Pepper.

8. Work your thesis discretely, or not discretely into your poem.

9. Throw in a few more stories if you'd like.

10. Talk about the beginning again, sort of bring everyone's attention back to your main point.

11. Yell

12. Kick

13. Scream

14. SLAM