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collar means necklace in spanish, but in english it’s for a dog’s neck to help control on walks, etc. it could be a symbol for being restricted or restrained. Maybe we all wear collars in the form of our attire to fit into a certain social group and we’re constrained by those rules and expectations.

Posted By A.L. Rockwell On 01.26.2012 @ 10:16 pm

my plans never seem to go as expected, and not in the desirable way. I kept a lot of ifs ands or buts when I set up a time and place to meet with somebody. many times they cancel; other times they spring news on me like “oh, by the way, so and so’s coming, is that okay?” no, it’s not. it’s really not. i thought it would be us, just us, but no apparently that’s not enough sometimes.

Posted By A.L. Rockwell On 01.25.2012 @ 12:23 pm

love is scarce sometimes. good friends are hard to find. it can me lonesome, and that’s where i’m at right now. i feel like i have very few people i can confide in and no real friend group to hang out with. mine has been infested with somebody i don’t like, so i am on guard even around those tried and true friends. so many people have left over the last year, i’m just scared of losing any that i gain.

Posted By A.L. Rockwell On 01.21.2012 @ 7:46 pm

it was easier to snap my fingers in the hotter section of the gymnasium because the air was less dense. the fact that i knew this was a sure sign that science class what doing what it was supposed to do for once–teach me. that was in eighth grade. hasn’t happened since.

Posted By A.L. Rockwell On 09.28.2011 @ 5:00 pm

she was so dense i couldn’t help her with the math problem. it just wasn’t going anywhere. i know it’s mean to say, but i didn’t know what else to do. this is why i can’t be a teacher–i hit what feels like a dead end and i don’t want to push through it; it want to turn around and try a different avenue, a different subject area.

Posted By A.L. Rockwell On 09.28.2011 @ 4:59 pm