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I haven’t sat down to write in awhile. It’s been even longer since I sat down to write and actually had something come out. Not sure if this time will be different. I sort of want to write on paper but I tend to lose them. I never seem to change, but I am always able to convince myself that I have. Not sure why - I guess I want to change but I ( Read more... ) -
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This poem has cropped up in my life numerous times in the past week.
Weird
There was a little girl who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good, she was very, very good,
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I don't know what to do.
I am so tired of waiting. All I ever do is wait for people. I wait until it's convenient for them. It's never, ever about when it's convenient for me ( Read more... ) -
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Got back my paper for my Philosophy class that I wrote at midnight the night before it was due - and with a raging headache I might add. This is what the teacher had to say about aforementioned paper ( Read more... ) -
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I wrote this ages ago for an English class at Gav. I was putting some new school stuff into a folder and found this and was cracking up while I read it. Thought some of you might enjoy it as well.
President Bush,
We've have had our differences over the years, I realize. But we've never really sat down, to constructively talk out our differences ( Read more... ) -
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Observation paper
(Written sometime in high school - senior year, sometime)
Our subject sits, watching a guy. It’s a well-known fact that they like each other - a lot. They went out at one point a couple years ago, but it didn’t work out, for whatever reason. He has a girlfriend, but that doesn’t stop them from flirting constantly. He turns, ( Read more... ) -
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So I'm not sure I like myself too much right now. I am so against expressing myself to anyone. How I really feel about stuff. Mostly, cus everyone I know, sans one, just honestly doesn't care about me right now. And that's okay. I don't have to be the center of anyone's universe. I'm over that. But I mean, it would be nice to have someone to talk ( Read more... ) -
An open letter?
don't bother. No really. Just more me bitching. or complaining. or something. I just needed to get it out. It's not for anyone but me.
Being around you shouldn’t hurt this badly. I was always the strong one. Yet, now, you undo me. You completely unhinge me. Nothing makes sense. I can't figure anything out, I can barely talk, and the times you ( Read more... ) -
I'll be impressed if anyone makes it all the way through...
I can't sleep... Haven't been sleeping well. Stress, as always Sometimes I wonder what it's like to not be stressed. I suppose even then that would stress me out because I would be worried about the lack of stress. Thanks Mom! *eye roll*
I guess that sort of brings me to the point of this post. My Mother. Now, all ya'll know about my Mom, so I don't ( Read more... ) -
Being loved for who you aren't - or being hated for who you are?
So... I know this won't come as a shock to anyone, but I love romantic comedies. I do. I admit it fully and completely. Now, I don't love them without prejudice... I am a bit discerning. I like clever ones, with cute guys and good actors. Mostly, if they're well acted and funny, I like them. But that's not what I'm writing about. I'm writing about ( Read more... )