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Oct 06, 2008 20:01




It's so good you guys! I'm reading it for my creative writing class and I'm really enjoying it. Talking about my creative writing class, I've really gotten into writing poetry lately. I enjoy writing and it's funny because before I was all NEWSPAPER NEWSPAPER and now I hate writing articles. I want to explore human emotions, I want to write about the Autumn breeze and the changing of colors on the leaves outside of my window. I want to write about waking up at 6:30 and seeing the sky change from ebony to pink, like a girl blushing, and about how nice it feels to look at the sky from my bed, my comforter safely tucked around me like a cozy cocoon. I'm really glad I signed up for that class, it has given me so much insight. Before I thought that poetry was just poetry, that short stories were just short stories created by a bored dude sitting at a computer but they are so much more than that. They are insights into our daily lives, our own way of trying to make sense of the world.

I (am trying to) keep a noticing journal, one where I write minute, specific details that I notice, like the little cracks on the window sill and the fact that my window shade is always crooked, no matter what. It's fun, maybe you guys should try it sometimes.

I've been really homesick-y for the past few days, and today when I went to the dining hall, they had these fried potato slices that my mom always used to make and it got me so excited. It made me feel closer to home and it was like a small sign that home is not that far away after all.

This upcoming election has begun to give me a headache, with people shouting Obama death threats at speeches (I know it's neither Palin's nor McCain's fault, nor could they do anything to prevent it) and people accusing Obama of interacting and possibly even cooperating with terrorists (don't even get me stated). I've decided that apart from some Facebook status updates that I will undoubtedly make tomorrow night after watching the debate, I will try and not stress myself out about it so much. I knew it was going to be messy and ridiculous but now it all just seems to be getting out of hand.

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