... and for the life of him he could not understand just what was on her mind. Just the attempt of trying to understand made the voice inside his head scream; but he was compelled - perhaps by curiosity, perhaps by foolish ambition or most likely pure love - nonetheless, he would not lose her. In his coat pocket he carried an envelope, within it a ( Read more... )

He always found that his pen was mightier than the words he spoke, and in knowing this he fell back on it whenever he was weak for it was the only thing that could save him. As he always did in such times, he was doing yet again - sitting all alone in complete silence except for the sound of the pen furiously working it's magic on the paper before ( Read more... )

The room began to spin as he grasped onto his thoughts and scrambled to record them all, but the harder he fought the more and more the room spun. He felt like his heart had been torn out of his chest, a conspiracy to destroy him had finally succeeded. He closed his eyes and tried his hardest to make it all stop but to no avail. A piece of him ( Read more... )

His life was his greatest work of art; many looked at it up close and saw all the beautiful colors and strategic strokes of the brush. If only they would have taken a step back and looked at the chaos that was before them, when the whole canvas was viewed instead of just sections. He played many roles, and did them all well. He was not like the ( Read more... )

Okay, here's a quick one because I have a test in psychology in roughly 15 minutes. News, Uhhh... yes, nothing really. I've been doing the usual college game / work game. That's about all... I decided after the show this Friday I'm quitting my band, not because of any disputes just because of different tastes in music, they're heading in the ( Read more... )

What I really think of the world ( Read more... )

Ugh, why do I even write in this stupid thing if nobody comments. Who wants to write my entries for me? Just act like you're me and my life doesn't suck and I do cool things all the time. I also walk into rooms and say eeeyyyyyyy like the fonz and girls flock to me; or something. Moving onward, I did a show at Fuel last Tuesday with Jared which ( Read more... )

I thought I'd open with a quote from Finch - and by the way what ever happened to them? Did they die or something, I haven't heard anything new from then in a very long time. I'm at G-Dubb again almost done with this class so then I have like 4 hours until my next class; then it's radio show time. I got Aaron to be my cohost and I scriped a killer ( Read more... )

I wasn't going to update until somebody commented on my last journal but you all suck and nobody did that. I know that you all are reading this but I also have noticed you aren't commenting so stop doing that, not the reading part but the not commenting. Not a whole lot of newness has been happening; I'm kind of in that 'blah' mood. I'm not digging ( Read more... )

I'm in the computer room missing english because I was supposed to have bought these stupid essays for psychology and have them read by today but I didn't want to spend the money buying them so I went to the library to read them and they were both out - so someone else had the same thought as me but got there first. *mutter* So for an update on the ( Read more... )