a poem

I wrote this yesterday. For some reason, I felt this urge to go write in my old elementary school's playground. So I did. And this is what came out of it.

Way back when
I played here
Climbing up, sliding down
Friends were made on the playground
Alliances were formed
girls versus boys

I return here
years later
the alliances have been long forfeit
the girls and boys were all traitors
to their old second-grade teams;
And I return to the site of the battlefeild

I wonder
How many of my own
have been hurt because
boys were contaminated
with diseases that could
break your heart

I feel like I'm the only one in the world
who hasn't caught it yet

I see my old friend
come down the playground path
he left before the alliances
and only returned to see them shatter
does this mean
he's the one boy who is clean?

He passes me by without looking
and I know in that moment
he's infected too.

wahoo!

Well, I FINALLY get to go to the county fair today!! YAAAY!! I also passed my written exam yesterday for driver's ed, so that's all well and good, but now comes the part where I actually have to get out on the road and try not to crash into anyone or run over any joggers, pedestrians, and/ or old ladies, which wouldn't be very girl-scouty of me.
Speaking of girl scouts, my gold award project is set for October 2nd. I'm really excited just to get it over with - I was passed in May. Can I get it over with now? It's going to be kind of hard to do all the logistical stuff closer to the actual day, but I think it will go down well. And if I end up without enough hours... I don't know what'll happen, but I'll probably end up teaching five more lessons to little kids or something.
Another thing: I have just come to terms with the fact (okay, not completely, but still...) that my brother, with whom I have lived all my life, will be leaving for college TOMORROW. As in, he'll be gone in LESS THAN TWENTY-FOUR HOURS. EEK!!