Made Blank
I just wrote the worst paper in a long time on Pushkin's The Shot.
And I thought it was gonna be about alcohol ~_~
No, I'm kidding. I'm not that big of a ditz.
So here it is February and it just hit me that these nights and days that I spend with some of the most beautiful people are coming to an end. And it's not too cool a feeling. I mean, yes there will be Homecoming and whatnot but that's not the same.
Anyway, it's been awhile, I know. There's nothing I really want to write about right now. I guess it's 'cause this damn paper took my writing interest out for the night- oh well :)
You know that show Made? If I got on it, I'd wanna be made into a soccer player or better yet, a dancer. That way I could become a choreographer and always be exercising and really do something with this love for music and dance that I have that I dunno how to sometimes control.
Hmm, I think it would be fun...
I need to not be eating these chips. But I'm eating my feelings. I'm tired, a little nervous, and just downright a blank piece of paper. Oh, it's nothing bad or anything- I'm just blank right now.
This is a really dumb entry *laughs*
"your eyelids close when you're around me... to shut me out... I make my way across the frozen sea... beyond the blank horizon... where I can forget you and me... and get a decent night's sleep..."
And I thought it was gonna be about alcohol ~_~
No, I'm kidding. I'm not that big of a ditz.
So here it is February and it just hit me that these nights and days that I spend with some of the most beautiful people are coming to an end. And it's not too cool a feeling. I mean, yes there will be Homecoming and whatnot but that's not the same.
Anyway, it's been awhile, I know. There's nothing I really want to write about right now. I guess it's 'cause this damn paper took my writing interest out for the night- oh well :)
You know that show Made? If I got on it, I'd wanna be made into a soccer player or better yet, a dancer. That way I could become a choreographer and always be exercising and really do something with this love for music and dance that I have that I dunno how to sometimes control.
Hmm, I think it would be fun...
I need to not be eating these chips. But I'm eating my feelings. I'm tired, a little nervous, and just downright a blank piece of paper. Oh, it's nothing bad or anything- I'm just blank right now.
This is a really dumb entry *laughs*
"your eyelids close when you're around me... to shut me out... I make my way across the frozen sea... beyond the blank horizon... where I can forget you and me... and get a decent night's sleep..."