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Writer's Block: I Left My Heart in...fort lauderdale
the beach is 3 miles away and it always smells like salt water in the wee hours of the morning when i drag myself down the stairs and head to school... i always feel like i am the only person awake...the entire neighborhood is still and then one slight right turn- and the world just seems as though its been ripped open with movement and ( Read more... ) -
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on friday i was inducted into the international honors society for english.
saturday i struggled with speaking before thinking- but had fun anyway.
i also endured my first "passion party'? uhm...where a representative of a sex toy company comes to a party and exploits her wares.
i didnt buy anything- we all stuck together and told ourselves that ( Read more... ) -
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i must start moving around. -
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thirty miles of time.
time to read
write.
relax.
thirty miles of gas.
forty minutes of time.
time to my self.
to breathe.
to act.
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seriously. one of my favorite professors just accused me of plagiarism. then realized that he read the same paper twice. the paper was not even mine. and he even sent me the wrong grade ( Read more... ) -
rin is a professional
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i remember that day,
you were sad because of him
it wasnt usual
so it was special
and we made a cake.
why have i become one of those masses who say:
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life in fort lauderdale is less noticeably poetic. although the other day mars was out and the ocean water was so calm it reflected the sky entirely. and our apartment has an west facing window...which brings the day's last light through our living space. there are poetic parts....but other things seem to crowed them out of the part of my brain ( Read more... ) -
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who knew you could grow out of something like that.