But you left me far behind.
I am in desperate need for some... Close friend "bonding" time. I am feeling kind of lonely and depressed right now, I need some one to come over for a while and hang out. We can watch some movies, listen to some music, I'll spin a pillow, and I need to talk a lot and be really stupid. AHH! The mail man is here and Maggy is going INSANE. She has pent up anger and everytime he comes by she goes nuts. I had a dream I was talking to these red haired girls and explaining to them that I wish my hair were red and my sister wishes her hair wasn't. Then we went on and had a big long "dream conversation." It was weird because it was so normal and it could really happen. Those girls had really pretty hair though and now I want to dye mine really bad because it's all dull and kind of grey looking.
I am reading a book called "Gods or Demons" and it's really normal to be SciFi. It's about this guy who made a time machine (but he doesn't call it a time machine because it really isn't a machine...) and his brother is an archeoliogist and doesn't have much money. His brother comes to vist and there's this annoying next door neighbor and she's worried about the guy. Anyway I don't feel like explaing all that crap, but now they're back in time and they don't really know how far back they went. Just read the damn book if you want to know. Anyway I don't usually like books like that and I like to read things that could actually happen, but this book really interested me. I haven't really read SciFi enought o say I don't like it, it just doesn't seem like it would be interesting. Whatever I'm just typing to let everything out so I'm going to keep on going until I cut myself off. Which will be about now...
I wrote a little on my short story and I'm up to a page. The problem is I don't know aht is going to happen and there isn't any reason why I'm writing what I am. It's so confusing and it's not very good and I think I may just bs my way through six pages of blah and turn it in on Wednesday. It's great because the Hag wants us to write to take up space, but then again she's all "Don't write to take up space make it meaningful." When I write, I just write and I don't look for it to be meaningful or to take up space. It's annoying.
I think I'm going to go watch a movie with Sarah and her church thing. I have no idea what it is... Tomorrow I'll probably go to Dairy Queen and hang out. Same for Tuesday and then Wednesday I have tog o to the dentist. I guess I wont be doing anything this weekend either. Gosh, this sucks. Does anyone else stay home and do absolutely nothing on the weekends? I can't stand it and I've only done it once for the past six or seven months.
Stolen from Jimmy...
I'm terza rima, and I talk and smile.
Where others lock their rhymes and thoughts away
I let mine out, and chatter all the while.
I'm rarely on my own - a wasted day
Is any day that's spent without a friend,
With nothing much to do or hear or say.
I like to be with people, and depend
On company for being entertained;
Which seems a good solution, in the end. What Poetry Form Are You?
I am a subtle taste, like Pine.
I am a quiet, fresh taste, almost more of a scent than a flavour. You will be aware of me, but not quite remember me without being reminded. Not that I'm boring; on the contrary, I'm just a little outside the ordinary. What Flavour Are You?
Love always,
chelsea
I am reading a book called "Gods or Demons" and it's really normal to be SciFi. It's about this guy who made a time machine (but he doesn't call it a time machine because it really isn't a machine...) and his brother is an archeoliogist and doesn't have much money. His brother comes to vist and there's this annoying next door neighbor and she's worried about the guy. Anyway I don't feel like explaing all that crap, but now they're back in time and they don't really know how far back they went. Just read the damn book if you want to know. Anyway I don't usually like books like that and I like to read things that could actually happen, but this book really interested me. I haven't really read SciFi enought o say I don't like it, it just doesn't seem like it would be interesting. Whatever I'm just typing to let everything out so I'm going to keep on going until I cut myself off. Which will be about now...
I wrote a little on my short story and I'm up to a page. The problem is I don't know aht is going to happen and there isn't any reason why I'm writing what I am. It's so confusing and it's not very good and I think I may just bs my way through six pages of blah and turn it in on Wednesday. It's great because the Hag wants us to write to take up space, but then again she's all "Don't write to take up space make it meaningful." When I write, I just write and I don't look for it to be meaningful or to take up space. It's annoying.
I think I'm going to go watch a movie with Sarah and her church thing. I have no idea what it is... Tomorrow I'll probably go to Dairy Queen and hang out. Same for Tuesday and then Wednesday I have tog o to the dentist. I guess I wont be doing anything this weekend either. Gosh, this sucks. Does anyone else stay home and do absolutely nothing on the weekends? I can't stand it and I've only done it once for the past six or seven months.
Stolen from Jimmy...
I'm terza rima, and I talk and smile.
Where others lock their rhymes and thoughts away
I let mine out, and chatter all the while.
I'm rarely on my own - a wasted day
Is any day that's spent without a friend,
With nothing much to do or hear or say.
I like to be with people, and depend
On company for being entertained;
Which seems a good solution, in the end. What Poetry Form Are You?
I am a subtle taste, like Pine.
I am a quiet, fresh taste, almost more of a scent than a flavour. You will be aware of me, but not quite remember me without being reminded. Not that I'm boring; on the contrary, I'm just a little outside the ordinary. What Flavour Are You?
Love always,
chelsea