I'm on a near-fatal pleasure high. I'm in such a good mood it's making me sleepy :). Today was Carl's birthday. Ryan, Carl and I spent most of last night and a lot of this early morning drinking, laughing and dancing. Tonight, Tami treated Ryan, Carl and me to dinner at the Grovewood. It was very very very good. We were all quite content at the end ( Read more... )

Should this frighten me?

Wow...This week has truly sucked. I've been sick since Monday morning. I finally stopped vomitting this morning around 9:30, I suppose. My throat is raw from dry-heaving. My stomach muscles feel like I've been working them to death. I suppose, technically, I have. I really just want to make it through school tomorrow and not die. Of course I'll ( Read more... )

I know I've been bitching a lot about my writer's block issues and I'm sorry. I'd like to tell you people, though, that since I've been bitching about it, I've written a poem every single day. Thanks to my rants, my boyfriend and all of my wonderfully beautiful friends at school, I think my moment of artistic darkness has passed. I wrote an awesome ( Read more... )

So I've decided to say, "Fuck my writer's block, I'm going to do what I can to put shit down on paper." I'm really tired of having all this stuff bottled up inside without a release. Maybe I'll start writing down every good line that comes into my head. Then, I can come home and try and piece them together like they make sense and mean something. ( Read more... )

So, someone said I had some really good lines for a poem at the end of my last entry. When I tried to think about that and what made me happy, I couldn't write about it. It was time for another depressing one...

Metal folding chairs surround a battered table
The room smells as though someone just put out a cigarette
Even though the ashtray is empty ( Read more... )

I've had writer's block for like a month. I can't write anything good. When I finally do produce something, no one gets it...not even me. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me. I've not run out of inspiration, I know that; I get great lines for the beginning of a good poem at least three times an hour. I can't write them all down, though. I ( Read more... )

So, today was my third day of the semester, it doesn't seem too bad. Except for the fact that I'm having to limp all over the school because of my fucking ankle. Plus, I started the new semester right when I started my period. Isn't that nice? I guess not and most of you probably didn't want to know that, but I told you anyway. I seem to like all ( Read more... )

Ok, everyone else gets to rant about the shit that's bothering them and I haven't done so in awhile, so here goes...

I'm tired of feeling like a child when I talk to a seventeen-year-old. I'm tired of him acting like a child when he needs to talk to me. I always assumed he was a little more advanced than that. I mean, I love Matt to death and I ( Read more... )

So, today's been a great day! I stayed up talking and snuggling with Carl until about 6:30 this morning. I finally fell asleep, but I didn't sleep well...the events of today might explain why. I opened my eyes and stared off into space for about an hour when I woke up the first time at 10:00. I woke up again at 11:00 because Ryan's fucking phone ( Read more... )