My instructor in my writing course asked everyone to write him a letter that would...I'm not sure--jabber about crap ( Read more... )

         It’s just another one of those nights when I try to go to bed slightly earlier than usual, but can’t fall asleep. So, the time has come to write something. Something like this ( Read more... )

I, too,
heard a fly buzz
-when I died.
My last thought was to kill it!
Yet-the damn thing outlived me.

It comes to be ( Read more... )

Playing poker ( Read more... )

Sorry, I'm not going to try and properly format this scene ( Read more... )

       After high school, I failed to focus on any particular aspiration. College, everyone insisted that people go there after high school; so, I did. While studying at Moorpark College, creative writing snuck up on me like a bandit and managed to bend my thoughts to studying literature (the thought of which, previously disgusted me.) Of course, ( Read more... )

       Illegal immigration is a huge problem in the United States and needs to be solved in a radical manner. Probably the biggest fallout from uncontrolled immigration is health care. Why don’t we have public health care available to all? For one, we have millions and millions of people and more millions coming who are completely uneducated, need ( Read more... )

       Danny Boy, the third reference to this song in a journal entry. It makes old, Irish, war veterans cry. To my great surprise, I’ve done it before; that is, I made old, Irish, war veterans cry ( Read more... )

       Something about the rain severely motivates me. Normally, I’d attack the bag at the end of my workout, but today I think I’ll get it first ( Read more... )