Something I wrote awhile ago but never posted, mostly because I thought it sucked.  But reading over it now, after it had awhile to age in the bottle, so to speak, I figured what the hell.  So if you'd like, please read, and if you'd like to make my day and have any sort of feedback--impression,  suggestions, whatever--please pass it on to me.  All ( Read more... )

I was reading someone else's poetry online, and as my well of creative energy was being rapidly refilled, I read something that sparked a reaction in me.  This is a first draft, and I sense it's not really enough to be called a poem, it's not complete.  But an interesting snippet came pouring out of my fingers.  Feel free to disregard, honestly I'm ( Read more... )

Okay, this sore thing is starting to get old.  I don't mind usually, it actually makes me feel happy and accoplished.  The sensation is a reminder that I'm burning calories and pushing my body to be stronger.  But everything hurts today.  It's funny, my mind keeps thinking I can take it and keep working, but my body won't.  I just get so frustrated ( Read more... )

For real this time, Jon has gone off to basic training.  It's wierd, I didn't cry at all the first time he left.  But that was basically my day Thursday.  Fun stuff.

In other news, I'm glad to report that I'm well on my way to getting my summer balance.  I have a couple of kind of half-assed self improvement plans for this summer.  Thankfully, my ( Read more... )

 I don't know what's happened to this guy to make him write these things, but they're really great, and so applicable to emotions I've had.  His name is Mondaiji on fictionpress.com, and he's the same guy I quoted a few days ago.  For anyone wondering, no, this isn't applicable to my present state of mind, but I just had to share.  This is a piece ( Read more... )

Poor guy, he got all the way there, and then got sent back home because he wasn't at 100% health.  That must feel bad, he got all mentally prepared to go into training and now he's got months to kill.  In an unbelievably selfish way, I admit I'm glad I get to spend some more time with him.  But that must really suck.

Hey, now you'll probably get to ( Read more... )

maybe we were
destined to fall apart,
the way glasses are
meant to slide down
one's nose.

I may have accidentally made fun of Anna Heyward ( Read more... )

I have a prom date.

This is going to be so much better than last year.  I have the most gorgeous outfit, all silver and light blue, the theme is so much prettier (it's going to be Gastby), and this year I actually have a date!  Jon is going to go with me.

I've been glowing all week.

Today I walked from Ashley Hall all the way to Broad Street.  It took a half an hour one-way, and it felt amazing.  It bugged me a little that there was nowhere to shop that didn't look like it had come out of a Southern rich-people catalog, but I still managed to find a great Greatful Dead pin for my bookbag.  And when I got back to school, I ( Read more... )