Tonight again
I am hearing whispers coming from
your heart
I hear the murmur of your soul
Almost like a prayer

I hear a soft call in the night
That fades like the stars 
When morning bleeds
Into Day

I am hearing you call again

It's been some time, perhaps too long. I havent written on my livejournal for more than two years but reading back, its like a nice homecoming. Full of warmth but the memories are still there. My it has been a while, but it feels good to be back.

So I am here yet again after another night of procrastinating doing 2 portfolios now. I dislike all my classes this semester thank goodness I have but one more week! AHHH. On a happy note, Ash's bday at Lucky Strike went well even with him throwing up in the restroom but hey its patron what else can it do? It was a great weekend to see everyone. ( Read more... )

so here i am sitting at my computer at 2 in the morning scared out of my mind about this wind that swears it will blow the campus away. it's insanely cold and by all means windy!!!! I just finished writing an intense poem for my experimental writing class and I think I really like it. wow this is wind is really freaking me out. well to anyone- are ( Read more... )

I love these dark days ( Read more... )

I miss those candy wrapper days
When i would swing so high
That I would almost touch the sky
I miss the old ways
Where we would sit
Talk and tell of days gone by
But now I cry
And throw a tempered fit
Because those days are gone
No more butterscotch remedies
To life's tragedies
All gone, all gone

Sitting watching the sunset ( Read more... )

It's either down there....or down the other way. I am really torn between which way to go. I could go up but I would fall down. I could go forwards but I am always going backwards. I can try to run but I'm never fast. I can try to hide but there are no hiding places. I can make a choice but.....I know not which.

I have but one question to you out there...Where are you? I know that you think of me and wonder where I may be ( Read more... )

I believe that this experience we call college is indeed an "experience." There really is nothing more to say about it... one cannot define it but live it. Perhaps it was the perilous journey I took to get to where I am today. Two colleges later...here I am at the doorstep of my dream and I opened the door. Fearful and hesitant I have been because ( Read more... )