Who: Jacquie and the attic which is not just an attic anymore
What: She realizes something is very wrong
When: Saturday the 24th ((Horrendously late, but better late than never, right?))
Where: The attic
Rated: Still PG
( Quiet desperation )

Jacquie projects an aura of calm but intense panic, she is doing her best to quietly ransack her room. The pile of stuff in the closet had grown, but it's only to allow her to climb it more easily, she's busy stashing contraband in her home made attic. She certainly never expected to use it for this ( Read more... )

adulthood is overrated. i know this and i'm still technically an adolescent.

when children grow up
they think: so what?
so what will become of me?
little do they know,
they're growing old.
growing older is not all it's cracked up to be.

( To all the people within the sound of my voice )

it has eaten my soul.
expect jacquie to emerge only when she has run out of ribbon. oh god, what will i do when i run out of ribbon??

classes have been put on hold, and the last of the bits of uncooked noodles have been picked off my floor. i couldnt find a broom. the plaster dust has been mopped up, with old clothes, and the old clothes thrown away. the papers are organized, if by organized one means stuffed into cardboard boxes, and you can see the floor again. i guess spring ( Read more... )

so they don't like my book, at the publishers in the city. it's not official yet, but they're gonna drop it. it'll be interesting to see how this affects my standing with the administration, and the whole 'attending class' issue ( Read more... )

either everyone's been smokin' way more speed than i thought, for a podunk white town high school in the middle of nowhere- or something funny's going on. paranoia abounds ( Read more... )

Don't let the bastards wear you down; a short literary work by Jacquie K.

I go to classes,
write my homework,
get lambasted by lit critics,
banned from the boys dorms, (like i care.)
and never get laid.

And now, I get kicked off the computer because my time ran out.

((Posted earlier today))

I should probably preface this by saying that I was very drunk last night, and kind of embarrassed today. At least I was fortunate enough to avoid running into anyone in my smashed state- well, anyone I can remember ( Read more... )