Everything seems new to me.
I really want to go or be at church right now. It stinks, I have nothing better to do but my parents don't want to take me. Humm, I am sick of spending these past days alone in my house, and weekends too. I grow tired of this routine. So really, someone do something with me this weekend. So far there are no offers, also pray that it rains so I don't have to work.
Anyway, I had to write some Figure Poem today. Where you write a poem about something and you make it so the words make it look like what you are referring to. I wrote about a sword or dagger. I think it is pretty good, but it it is rather difficult.
I have nothing to say anymore.
"Our love is dead but without limit."
"And they'll make war, war, war. On who you were before. So go on and blind them with your kindenss."
"Gossip is as good as Gospel in this town."
Anyway, I had to write some Figure Poem today. Where you write a poem about something and you make it so the words make it look like what you are referring to. I wrote about a sword or dagger. I think it is pretty good, but it it is rather difficult.
I have nothing to say anymore.
"Our love is dead but without limit."
"And they'll make war, war, war. On who you were before. So go on and blind them with your kindenss."
"Gossip is as good as Gospel in this town."