I wish I could find my muse. I've tried writing for the past two or three weeks, and I can get a line (maybe), then the rest sounds forced. I want my writing to just flow, again. It's so hard to get it working, something that makes me very sad. I want to feel the words flowing from my fingers, melting onto the page to become something. A story. A ( Read more... )

( School Courses Stuff )

Class was cancelled this afternoon. Too bad I still have another class after this. Bah. I should be working on my Research Tools homework, but I just can't bring myself to do it. I don't want to. Gah. I fixed and resubmitted one exercise. That counts for something, right? I should resubmit at least two of the three other ones because I only got 8 ( Read more... )

*sighs* I hate when people knock on the door and expect you to let them in. I'm not allowed to let people in, especially when I don't recognize them. *shrugs*

I have now had two of the best kinds of bread ever. My mother let me take back a loaf of brownie bread and the rest of the orange cranberry bread. I'd had the orange cranberry bread before, and it's excellent, especially if you toast it and put a thin layer of butter on it. Oh. So good that way. I was a bit leary about trying the brownie bread as I ( Read more... )

7:37AM. MY BROTHER CALLED. HE NEEDED TO KNOW WHAT TIME MY DAMN DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENT WAS AND WHERE. HAVE I NOT SAID IT ENOUGH? WHY CAN'T THEY GET IT THROUGH THEIR HEAD THAT IT'S AT 4:15 THIS AFTERNOON AT DR. PAIGE'S? I HAVE SAID IT OFTEN ENOUGH THEY SHOULD KNOW THIS BY NOW. *sighs*

BORED!!! I am so freaking bored. This is part of the reason why I hate being at home. THERE IS NOTHING TO DO HERE. *sighs* James just went up to his work to help them close. John's already working until close. That leaves me with nothing to do. I'm actually a bit tired. That's likely from sleeping on the damn couch. That and I went to bed around 3- ( Read more... )

MY JOURNAL TURNED FOUR YESTERDAY!!!

You Are 20% Femme and 80% Butch!

80 - 100% Femme - You're the girly girl of the century. Or Clay Aiken ( Read more... )

( I looked at half these and went, 'huh?' )