The Laughing Heart
by Charles Bukowski

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
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Oh man, I can't remember the last time I typed something in this stupid white box, everytime I try I forget what I was going to talk about so I ramble and make strange lists like--oh, I just remembered something!

I lost the intro paragraph for my travel writing essay so know I'm stuck and without my witty opening. What's a girl to do? I also need to ( Read more... )

I've been very good at keeping the Mad Men withdrawal at bay BUT I KNOW THE PREMIERE DATE NOW (JULY 25th) AND I CAN'T  WAIT A SECOND LONGER FOR SEASON FOUR

I'm kind of frightened they'll continue the heaping fanservice of the finale though which would get reaally boring to watch after a while. But at the same time, I hope they keep up the lightness ( Read more... )

So today I actually passed my road test. Yippee! The tester scared the living bejesus out of me the entire time though; I couldn't even sign my name my hand was shaking so bad at the end. I think there's a reason there are no female driver's ed teachers at my school, women are too paranoid to teach. Really and truthfully my mom did it too--so much ( Read more... )

So today a monumental weight was lifted from my not-so-heavy burdens of life! I finally registered for that LIAFA class (on the PHONE *gasp*). And yes--that is a big deal for me. I'm terrified of phones, I hate not being able to see the person I'm talking to. It freaks me out ( Read more... )

I can't believe we've got another snow day over here. I love snow, really, but I'm getting sick and tired of having to trudge through rain and slush for weeks on end. My yellow boots are torn too (how the heck does rubber, break?) so I can't even wear those!  I mean, what the eff? It's a sad day when I'm the one  missing sunlight.

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Since getting my tablet, I have totally abandoned any other way of making art (I hate saying "making art" I wish I could think of another way to refer to that sort of thing. any ideas?). I feel bad about the tunnel-vision  because I quite liked ink and colored pencil and I was really warming up to the painting--now I can't handle them. They take to ( Read more... )

My letter came on Friday (from FIT)--am officially part of the legions of college students that.....are college students. I don't know--insert some sort of witty cyncism yourself! Something about directionless-ness and jobless-ness and angsty poetry. On the level though, I'm happy.

What I'm not happy about, however, is that I have to pull another ( Read more... )

Today my English teacher informed the class that he "twanged the magical twanger late yesterday afternoon".

He was referring to randomizing our seating order for the second semester.

I was laughing for a full five minutes.