Take His Picture As I wave Goodbye
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Tuesday, October 27, 2009 at 12:59am
I know your secrets
I know your weird twists and turns
you're contradicting and it's quite irritating sometimes
what are we doing wasting our time on this pointless relationship
i must say you're really good at lying
and in the beginning you effortlessly took my breath away
you have a cute smile that's what your ex girlfriend always said
yeah i believe it cause i've seen it a million times too much
you know it's not surprising that we ended things this way
haha your really lazy and god knows im speaking of truth
when you would tell me that we were going out to eat
i got dolled up yeah it took me a while or so
nonetheless though i was ecstatic as hell to go
when i finished you were wearing the same old clothes
i asked you what the hell why are you still up on that couch
you said didn't i tell you that we weren't exactly going out
i said what do you mean by that i'm a bit lost here help me out
you said yeah were going out but only to get the drinks and food
i socked you in the shoulder and you laughed at me and changed the show
i slammed my door and i told you to go to hell
you were still laughing and then your drank your beer
now that i think of it, haha that was pretty funny..
anyway we are some pretty funky dead ass history
by the way im so glad that were not friends
what makes you think that if we were still good friends today
that we would try to push our differences aside and make it work again
with that being said i still have your stupid Star Wars shirt
it's still in the same place where you left it two years ago
underneath my bed next to your old Metallica cd
if you want it you can come dig it out of my trash can
that's where i'm gonna put it since it doesn't mean anything to me
wait hold on my phone is ringing you can tell because of my ringtone
it's Aqua's song Barbie girl and I know you hate that song
i do things like that on purpose because i enjoy a laugh or two
it's fun to make you mad because your so oblivious to anything that happens to you
oh by the way how does it feel to have me write about you
not only that, but sharing this with the world wide web
I bet your cussing calling me every name in the book
go ahead cause no one knows your name
you should be glad that i didn't put it in the beginning middle or end
i mean why would I your name is just so so lame
then again i can come up with all sorts of names
how about stubborn asshole alcoholic pervert stoner and big pothead?
yeah that's a great one you should get that legally changed
it suits you way much better than your biological name
thanks again for inspiring me to write again
i know you don't care but one day you will when you see me on your TV
just wait and see i can't wait to imagine the expression on your face
when you see the girl that you just didn't care about living the life and racking in the cash
you'll come running with alot of drool in your mouth
i'll shut the door and tell you to get a life
maybe jump off a cliff live somewhere and die
that's how it will happen and this is how it ends
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"Lifeless"
Excerpt from upcoming romance tale
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Friday, February 27, 2009 at 11:12am
"I'm sorry i have to tell you this my dear...but it's just not working out for me."
(she starts to pack her belongings)
"What!?" "what do you mean its not working for you? All these months, and you mean to tell me that i have meant absolutely nothing to you!?"
(marches up to her about to slap her face)
"Well, ....it's not that ( she stutters) ..i WAS happy, but now, theres just this different side of me, and i dont feel the same"
(looks down ...still packs stuff)
"What do i have to do to make you understand that i love you Stephanie?"
"I'm so in love with you , you can't just pack up your things and leave me..pretending that you never loved me...!"
"I ....I...(she stutters nervously)
"I have to do this"....(looks down and tears roll down her pale face)
"I dont think i ever was in love with you.....
"I can't stay with you...--not anymore
"GOODBYE".
"No...you cannot leave me...I need you stephanie!
she gazes into the mirror..puts on red lipstick..fluffs her hair..and walks out the door.
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Quarantined
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Tuesday, July 14, 2009 at 12:43am
waited so long for the one to day to come
day has risen but the idea has fallen
up and down through the list
turn the page but nothing fits
play to pretend
disguise feelings of how you may feel
reasoning to hide what you don't see on the inside
one day to set a record straight
next time follows in the same familiar face
new location same proclamation
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Damaged
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Tuesday, July 14, 2009 at 1:01am
calling the shots that i thought were once wise
looking back on yet another Monday night
i see blindness walking fully dressed in temporary success
feeling strong,tempted and purely invincible
walking with pride heightened with disheveled lies
attempting lust creating angered fuss
with such a luring business anchoring to the top
it went much too far
leading where all temporary good things must go
providing itself with an incurable end...
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You don't seem to know
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Tuesday, August 18, 2009 at 12:07am
Why do I linger on in this position
thinking that this is what i need
i poured out my heart to you
as young as I was
filling an empty space that only led
to more open spaces
spending my youth trying to fix it,
i ask myself what is it, what is it
what do i see inside you
that opens me up and eats me from the inside
six words two years later, you have me on my knees
thinking and waiting lying on a floor
when I speak to you
paranoia attacks me only wanting more
you cease to amaze me in a way that I only can see
increasingly at the same time you say goodbye
shoving me into a corner while you whisk away
beer in hand, laughing at me
every other night you're there looking at me
face to face, and eye to eye
touching, and forcing yourself on me
as drunk as you may be,
that isn't enough to shelter your lies
i see right through you and everything you've told me
don't hide it, don't hold it, lift it up into the light
reveal to me, and just set me free
Lead me, but never walk with me
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A little somethin
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Saturday, October 24, 2009 at 10:46pm
Eyes cringing up the sun in my face/
hot as hell but thas how it be down here/
ladies naked more than halfway year round/
bustin bathing suits most of the time/
i aint complaining lovin when it's rainin/
taste the drops on ya tongue each time make ya feel like a youngin/
running down the sidewalk with some chalk in ya hand/
writing on some sidestreets ya momma call it taggin/
it ain't taggin momma i aint got no spraycan/
even if i was taggin you'd still be mean muggin'/
i don't see why it's such an issue/
people finding it a crime it's my hobbie like a rhyme/
like what you believe and when you pray i believe my work to be a virture/
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I like to spin around and wait for a Wednesday
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Tuesday, October 27, 2009 at 12:36pm
And Im thinking to myself as im coughing
what shall i due on this Tuesday
maybe jump around and wait for Wednesday
go to the thrift store go home and make spaghetti
light up some candles and call up my lover
make him a meal and then a chocolate dessert
have myself sit on his lap as he tells me that he missed me
maybe ride a bike until im thirsty
no i think i'll make some music then do some dancing
cook some chop suey then write a snazzy story
do the locomotion with my groovy bestie
have a photo shoot in the most random of places
yeah i think i'll buy a red pony necklace
i don't think im weird just a little awkward
that's what makes you and me different
im sure were all delightful happy people
i like to catch a bus and the train when it's raining
have my lover walk me under his polka dotted umbrella
grab my face and force me in a weird kiss
he's what i like to wake up to in the morning
especially when were listening to Madonna
he likes to wake me up and make me breakfast
i know he never really shaves but i still love him
his thoughts ideas and affection make him gold
we are who we are so don't call us hooligans
were just young fools in love leave us alone now
i think i might paint a picture of St. Tropez
cut my hair really short and pretend that i can speak french
speaking other languages really attract me
i really like to wear stripes and overalls except for when it's September
don't ask me or my mother or even my cute lover
they don't know why and i won't tell you
i never reveal my oddball fashion secrets
why don't you spend a dollar on a vogue mode magazine
i really like the taste of a jawbreaker
look at all the colors they are so pretty
my little groovy bestie said it's a scene explosion
i don't know what that means so go hurry up and ask her
her name is astraphobia i don't know what that means either
maybe something about the weirdness of some lightning
everyday to me is just like the other
the world is a stage and we are it's actors
i see myself pulling out a sword with some laughter
don't worry don't be scared of me a pretty little short girl
im shorter than most other short girls so im pretty convenient
that's the first sentence my lover ever told me
i was laughing so hard he could not appall me
that's how we actually met that was his pickup line
i swear to god im not even joking no not this time
even more ironically he told me that in a public library
i was trying to reach for some books then he reached out and helped me
i was so thankful now im even more thankful that i have him
im finished with the books but im not over him just yet
he is the weirdest looking tall guy with the sweetest heart ever
he wears mustard colored sweaters with a tie that's always bright red
it never seems to phase me that my encounters never end bad
everyday acts as the sun and the nights watch closely after
im a really bad dancer and an ever worse poet
after reading all these lines i think i kind of show it..
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They say no but I say yes
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Tuesday, October 27, 2009 at 12:41pm
our daughter is a poet and a songwriter
lord please help us we beg you we ask you so help us
whats going on with these shenanigans and phenomenons
we always thought she'd be an English teacher
now she spends her endless days and nights playing the guitar and writing all these songs
this isn't what we wanted this isn't what we asked
we love our little girl but this just has to pass!
we just won't allow her to give up her dreams we know she still wants somewhere
were not going to watch her waste her time and agree with her anti this and that's
we always said that we believed in her but not when it comes to her free spirited writing rituals
lord we can assure you were a typical normal conservative modern family in a basic orcutt home
we sit together at a long oval dinner table food being ready before it's even 7:30 what a miracle
we all speak our minds but our daughter speaks to her mind and expects us to read between her lines
we just ask of you to bring sense into her as were trying to see that your bringing sense into us
we always knew she was talented, we always knew she was gifted but we thought she'd blend those two together and do something unexpected!
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I'm Just The Girl Downstairs
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Thursday, November 26, 2009 at 12:32am
You look so happy together
I cannot compare to that
I sit in my Brooklyn apartment
Where it's fine to cry
I know were miles apart
You said "that's fine with me"
but something lingers to tell me...
something doesn't seem quite right
I know your happy and i see your smile
Somehow I just can't move on
When I know your with her
It's so hard to breathe, so hard to take in
watching you living life with her
seasons pass, memories fade
Spending a Christmas in the dark as I watch the frost disintegrate
convince myself that's where it's at, I fear there's nothing else I could need
Just the thought of you, that's all I know
It's all I can vividly see
next thing I know
It's your two year anniversary..
you sweeten her with memories and photography
She's the one you love
I'm just the girl downstairs...
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Only The Luckiest By Far
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Thursday, November 26, 2009 at 12:38am
I get the meal when it's cold, i get there when it's at night, i see the shows when they're half-way over, i see no further lights.
I meet them when their deteriorating,I ask when it's too late, I learn when i'm too old, i speak when it is not time.
I help to succeed others, I fail myself.
I do not know who this person is
I cannot see how this person got here
I am lingering to find that light
to see where i am going..
No signal bound to be in the streets
dead end
dead end
wrong turn
wrong turn
It happened once again
take me....
take me away...
no signal bound to be in the streets
everywhere i am lost
in translation
here
and
there
near
and
far
these places no longer seem to become familiar
I am away from the known
no longer attached with the crowd i once stepped forth with
i have..become...missing
i have been transformed
vanished into a secret mess
not to be found
left to float in menacing thoughts
I now succumb to those who have fallen
disappeared many ages ago
they are gone
long
and
far
not here
elsewhere only they will know
only the luckiest by far....
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Oh Ladies, Ladies.
(An article for my first fashion columnist blog)
by Belinda Christina Almanza on Monday, December 7, 2009 at 9:22pm
I know some of us love and adore fashion statements, but really must you try so hard to stand out? Less really is more.
The worst make-up faux pas' I have seen through out the year: far too much blush in a very unflattering fuchsia shade.
Just because it looks ravishing on a flower, doesn't mean it will do you the same justice.
Even those hideous "booties" are not flattering, especially if you are petite, or tall and lean! They cut off your ankles and the shape is absolutely horrible!
Just because something is in style does not mean it will look good on you.
You must experiment!!
And what is up with Rihanna looking more and more edgier by the year!?
Don't get me wrong she is definitely stunning, and very talented for her age, but I can't seem to "not" notice her attempts to become the more retro,watered down Lady Gaga. She is completely ,but mildly channeling the daring fashionista, more and more.
Is that noticeable to anyone else?
Also, keep on the lookout for Christian Siriano, the last current winner of Project Runway. He definitely has talent, and knows what women like.
Sheer genius in the making.
The "indie look" also seems to be a huge hit nationwide with young adults, both female and male.
Essentials in their wardrobe include but are not limited to:
-leather jackets
-band or retro tees
-ballet flats
-Aasics
-skinny denim
-leather shoes
-anything vintage
-anything that is non-trendy of the moment
-messenger bags
-knits
-scarves
-peacoats
-stockings & leggings
-flannels
-muted colors such as: brown, navy blue, hunter green, burgundy, beige, gray, and etc.
-fabrics such as:corduroy,wool,polyester,silk,leather and etc.
NOTE: indie is one level below scene and emo, and one above grunge.
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