So I was sitting in Pre-Cal...
Yeah. Today was much better than yesterday. The testing was harder, but I didnt have to do a lot at all other than that.
We had that five hour test again today, yes, and I did have to do my Spanish skit, which was god awful, but Precal was actually really good today. I spent nearly the entire class writing a short story. It is kind of depressing, but I was inspired by some of my depressions and some anime (OF COURSE!) and it really helped me feel a lot better. Noone will really get it, especially if you have never read my Unnatural Creatures stories XD!
Sin Amor -- Jeremy Jones
Every day, I make my way down to the sea shore to view a fantastic sight. The tides roll in around noon, just as the firgid air becomes the slightest bit tolerable for one to walk in. I put on my jacket and boots, and I head out the door. The snow is long melted away, but the cold front it brought remains in full force.
Every day, I stare into thos murkey waters. Never before had I ever lay turst on the phrase "One man's trash is another man's treasure" until I saw these waters. They are black, grey, and every shade in between. They are my love.
Ive tried to draw them, paint them, and even photograph them, but nothing captures their beauty. Nothing can compare to seeing the waves gently caress the shoreline. I've come to the conclusion that no man could ever capture these waves' beauty, not even Michalangelo, whom I have come to adore. No man can see what I see in these black tides.
The black tides hypnotize me, and I let them; though now I can never go back. Im too far gone now. Too fare to be saved from them. They are, have been, and always will be my escape from the world, this nightmare. Their beauty entraps me and makes me its slave. All it demands of me, however, is that I visit it each and every day.
And I did; until one day. I didnt find the time to visit my inanimate lover, or at least I tried to convince myself of this. I wanted to test it. I wanted to see if it really had such a power over me, if it was all I thought it was. Was my love for this sea true, or was it just a way of me to repress memories? To be honest, that day I did not long to go to the sea. I didnt want a cold from stadning outside, staring at the dull colored waves for hours on end in freezing temperatures. It was mid December. I did not love the sea at all. I was
Sin Amor
The Next day, I gatehred my coat and boots and made the long walk for the sea. It welcomed me back, as if I had never left, and oddly enough, I found it more beautiful than ever. I allowed my self to be lulled by its false love, for I find it better to be in bliss then to live a life regretting the truth.
Perhaps... Perhaps tomorrow, I wont remember anything at all.
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Other than that i havent done a whole lot today. I cleaned up and day dreamed about anime st. louis. This was kind of a pointless post, but Im glad I put this up, so Ill never loose it, as Im getting good at loosing stuff.... xD!
Latar!
¿Duke?
We had that five hour test again today, yes, and I did have to do my Spanish skit, which was god awful, but Precal was actually really good today. I spent nearly the entire class writing a short story. It is kind of depressing, but I was inspired by some of my depressions and some anime (OF COURSE!) and it really helped me feel a lot better. Noone will really get it, especially if you have never read my Unnatural Creatures stories XD!
Sin Amor -- Jeremy Jones
Every day, I make my way down to the sea shore to view a fantastic sight. The tides roll in around noon, just as the firgid air becomes the slightest bit tolerable for one to walk in. I put on my jacket and boots, and I head out the door. The snow is long melted away, but the cold front it brought remains in full force.
Every day, I stare into thos murkey waters. Never before had I ever lay turst on the phrase "One man's trash is another man's treasure" until I saw these waters. They are black, grey, and every shade in between. They are my love.
Ive tried to draw them, paint them, and even photograph them, but nothing captures their beauty. Nothing can compare to seeing the waves gently caress the shoreline. I've come to the conclusion that no man could ever capture these waves' beauty, not even Michalangelo, whom I have come to adore. No man can see what I see in these black tides.
The black tides hypnotize me, and I let them; though now I can never go back. Im too far gone now. Too fare to be saved from them. They are, have been, and always will be my escape from the world, this nightmare. Their beauty entraps me and makes me its slave. All it demands of me, however, is that I visit it each and every day.
And I did; until one day. I didnt find the time to visit my inanimate lover, or at least I tried to convince myself of this. I wanted to test it. I wanted to see if it really had such a power over me, if it was all I thought it was. Was my love for this sea true, or was it just a way of me to repress memories? To be honest, that day I did not long to go to the sea. I didnt want a cold from stadning outside, staring at the dull colored waves for hours on end in freezing temperatures. It was mid December. I did not love the sea at all. I was
Sin Amor
The Next day, I gatehred my coat and boots and made the long walk for the sea. It welcomed me back, as if I had never left, and oddly enough, I found it more beautiful than ever. I allowed my self to be lulled by its false love, for I find it better to be in bliss then to live a life regretting the truth.
Perhaps... Perhaps tomorrow, I wont remember anything at all.
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Other than that i havent done a whole lot today. I cleaned up and day dreamed about anime st. louis. This was kind of a pointless post, but Im glad I put this up, so Ill never loose it, as Im getting good at loosing stuff.... xD!
Latar!
¿Duke?