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I have, like, one more minute that I'm allowed to be on so I thought "Heck, why not make a journal post"
So here I am!
Anyways, what happened recently?
Well, we started having poetry contests:
Me, Skyler, Patricia, and Rain.
Yesterday's topics was, you guessed it, drugs. Of course, it was my choice, and I was thinking of what would I think would be easy to write about. Death of drugs! Here's my poem.
Who knew you could buy such pain?
For another's personal gain.
Though this death is awful pricey,
This feeling is rather icy.
Death is coming,
This is numbing.
This will make death come running.
His speed is now newly stunning.
Take the edge off of the pain.
Though, your life begins to drain.
Ignore your old friends' advice.
Pretend that there is no price.
On your deathbed they speak not,
of the drugs that you once sought.
So now please lay to rest forever,
Now good luck on your endeavor.
Good? No? Yeah, I know it's awful.
Did I mention that today's topic is Death?
The one day that it SHOULD be easy, and I simply can't do it!
Today I've written several poems, and suprisingly they all have titles.
This is the End, Catching Time, and My Destructive Tendencies.
Of course, if you want to get technical This is the End was written today, but I consider it more of yesterday. Since I wrote it at almost exactly twelve.
But, if you want to get technical, none of those poems were written today, they were all written last night, since right...NOW is tomorrow.
Then again, I hate getting technical, so pretend I never said that.
My current obsession is Modest Mouse, and I've been listening to Third Planet hundreds of times this week, already.
Rain's coming over, technically, much later today, and I'm going there tomorrow.
Moving is going fine, we've got a lot of stuff packed.
Layney walked in, and was like "What's with all the boxes?" and of course, meanie Miko had to break the news to her. I tried to make it casual, I was just like. "Oh! Your dad didn't tell you?" She shook her head. I kinda shrugged, turned back to my laptop, scanned the songs, and while doing this was like "We're moving."
She broke out in tears, and I felt SOOOOO guilty!
So, we ended up spending all week together, and she asked if I wanted to go swimming. And when I said no, she was like: "But we have to have fun before you leave!" I was thinking something along the lines of: "Rub it in, why don'cha?"
For some reason, I feel like watching Futurama...Weird, I hate that show.
Anyways, I'm trying to pack this week and next, and the one after full of random crap so that I won't have to spend more than five minutes talking to myself.
Crap, five mintues has gone by, and everyone's offline. gonk
Anyways, I finished the third book of .Hack// today. Actually, it took me for freakin' ever, cuz I was at 6 rps today, playing 15 characters while discussing poetry with four or five friends.
Yes, call me a nerd, I DARE YAH!
Lastly, I'm going to start writing my stories again. Of course, I had to delete the one I was writting, because it SUCKED. And another I hadn't quite started because I already knew that one was going to suck.
Oooo, now I have to spend another ten minutes on the computer because Fischer Spooner's Just Let Go just came up on Itunes, and I haven't heard it in at least a year!
Oh! And I think I'm going to change my name again, so that it's spelt right. Anyone care to loan me 10K because I don't wanna spend my own?
Anyways, I'm going to go ahead and leave. Buh-Bye!
 X x __ compos M E N T i S · Tue Jun 05, 2007 @ 05:00am · 0 Comments |
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