oct5.
i'm going to write more and more of these public entries i think. knowing that there is at least someone out there who cares makes it worth it for me. someone who cares enough to ask, are you okay. and at least this time i feel like it's being said because they mean it. however since i find myself knowing what i want to say, but unable to find the words to actually say it.. i'm going to revert back to high school me and write a list =] because i love lists, who doesn't?
1/ i have this essay i'm supposed to be writing. i'm attempting to compare the tone/mood, characteristics of a lyric poem, and various other aspects of two poems -- oread by hilda doolittle and in a station of the metro by ezra pound [side note: why does everyone keep calling ezra pound 'her' and 'she'? i can't believe how many times the TA has corrected people]. only the problem is that every time i go to write it, i can't get past the first sentence and i stall and flounder and move on to something else hoping that it'll change the fact that i don't care enough about the subject matter to make a real effort. aside from the fact that this essay is worth 10% and i need this course in order to continue in my major. sigh.
2/ i am intensely fascinated by you. yes you. you say you are not that fascinating? oh well too bad because i find you fascinating. why? i have no clue, you just are. live with it.
3/ i'm going to get my lip pierced next time i'm in peterborough [october 15th!] and i'm excited beyond excitement. i've been on the fence about it for years and now i'm definitely doing it. and ian is definitely going to come with me. and if he bails out, i'll kidnap him because i'm okay with kidnapping.
4/ i've found that i kind of love this song,
5/ i can't believe one would even think of travis barker when i say "i'm going to get my lip pierced" *headdesk*
1/ i have this essay i'm supposed to be writing. i'm attempting to compare the tone/mood, characteristics of a lyric poem, and various other aspects of two poems -- oread by hilda doolittle and in a station of the metro by ezra pound [side note: why does everyone keep calling ezra pound 'her' and 'she'? i can't believe how many times the TA has corrected people]. only the problem is that every time i go to write it, i can't get past the first sentence and i stall and flounder and move on to something else hoping that it'll change the fact that i don't care enough about the subject matter to make a real effort. aside from the fact that this essay is worth 10% and i need this course in order to continue in my major. sigh.
2/ i am intensely fascinated by you. yes you. you say you are not that fascinating? oh well too bad because i find you fascinating. why? i have no clue, you just are. live with it.
3/ i'm going to get my lip pierced next time i'm in peterborough [october 15th!] and i'm excited beyond excitement. i've been on the fence about it for years and now i'm definitely doing it. and ian is definitely going to come with me. and if he bails out, i'll kidnap him because i'm okay with kidnapping.
4/ i've found that i kind of love this song,
Click to view5/ i can't believe one would even think of travis barker when i say "i'm going to get my lip pierced" *headdesk*