I haven't written here in so long that it's a little embarrassing. This is the place where I write when things really go wrong. When I'm really confused and either don't have my long-hand journal at hand, or now, when I've spent so many days writing the same thing there that I need another outlet. Somewhere else to talk about what's troubling me. ( Read more... )

Winesburg, Ohio ( Read more... )

A bunch of questions referring to 2009 ( Read more... )

I actually brought my notebook (which I will have originally wrote this entry in) with every intention of writing more of Spimone's story - a story I have seriously been neglecting. But, alas, a boy clouds my creativity with his image and the thoughts and emotions it evokes. That boy is, of course, Paul. The high schooler has still not disappeared ( Read more... )

Before I started taking the fitness class that I'm taking this semester, I avoided tred-mills. The idea of covering a great distance and not actually going any where seemed dumb to me. So, when I did go running, at the very least it was around a track. However, with this fitness class, we are expected to do a cardio workout, and with my knee ( Read more... )

I'm not going to be sending my letter to Paul. There's no need. It wasn't meant for him, it was meant for me. I needed to write down everything that I wanted to give him. I had to put that promise and those feelings down on paper so that I would never forget them, but so that I could let them go. I needed to write it because I needed closure, and ( Read more... )

This is not some sappy love letter, or the desperate last attempt of an ambitious school girl trying to win a losing battle. No, this is the truth, stripped of all social pressures and cultural demands. This is my promise to you, one that I will honor and respect whether you chose to act upon it or not ( Read more... )

I feel like such a creep right now that I feel a greater urge to write about why that is than to do homework. Since the beginning of this semester I have -- yes, I admit it -- stalked Paul. Upon hearing his answer to why he was no longer talking to me, I responded defensively -- though honestly. Now, I know that I should've remained calm and simply ( Read more... )

There is this kid who was in my Spanish class last semester. At first, I just noticed him and, being, I don't know, obsessive? I marked him as a possibly datable and moved on to a different guy that I had been pursuing during the Summer. However, as the semester went on, I came to know that "possibly datable" boy better and there was something ( Read more... )

Devin's been on my mind lately. For the last couple weeks I've been really cold, emotionless, distant and it wasn't until recently that I realized why. At first I thought it was because of college, and maybe it's partly due to that, but not entirely. I feel like my emotions are waiting for something. I feel as though life is continuing to play out ( Read more... )