The things in my life
tonight, at the grand time of 230 in the morning, i realize that it is high time i take a step back down to this place where I once used to write interesting opinions, where I grew up and developed a sense of maturity, and often fought with people over their opinions. but instead of using this as a way to grow as a person, i hope to use this as a future writer, for, with a little luck, i can develope that skill into something more profound and deeper, and maturer than what it used to be. looking back at previous entries, i see the hyper manic that I used to be, fueled by hormones and the lack of knowledge over certain areas in life that i had yet to experience.
I am in the writing mood right now. Oddly enough i still have some creative energy in me, after having just written a bunch of little passages for a portfolio for my creative writing class. though of course, in it's rudimentary form still, most of the passages still seem to hold a difference from what i used to write, and how i used to write. The way i form sentences seem to hold more water than those immature, half thought of, randomized sentences that generally had more to do with how i was feeling rather than what i thought.
i am not doing this to simply reconnect with friends but simply as a creative place for me to grow. over the summer i will hopefully be placing my essays of life down here. I have a few i've written in passionate fury, in a notebook. I hope that when i take it off the notebook pages and place it in the tidiness of the computer and ultimately the internet, that some of it's insinuations against others will be toned down to a more serene kind of voice. (tom short is a very passionate man and can instigate many passionate feelings in others as well. it is difficult not to say something, yet i believe that i managed to be very realistic portrayer of him, despite our huge differences, and with little insults already in the rough draft)
anyway, the need is dying as the night grows later into the morning and my energy is waning. I should go to bed, but hopefully I will be back. Take care all of you. it would be good to hear from some of you again.
I am in the writing mood right now. Oddly enough i still have some creative energy in me, after having just written a bunch of little passages for a portfolio for my creative writing class. though of course, in it's rudimentary form still, most of the passages still seem to hold a difference from what i used to write, and how i used to write. The way i form sentences seem to hold more water than those immature, half thought of, randomized sentences that generally had more to do with how i was feeling rather than what i thought.
i am not doing this to simply reconnect with friends but simply as a creative place for me to grow. over the summer i will hopefully be placing my essays of life down here. I have a few i've written in passionate fury, in a notebook. I hope that when i take it off the notebook pages and place it in the tidiness of the computer and ultimately the internet, that some of it's insinuations against others will be toned down to a more serene kind of voice. (tom short is a very passionate man and can instigate many passionate feelings in others as well. it is difficult not to say something, yet i believe that i managed to be very realistic portrayer of him, despite our huge differences, and with little insults already in the rough draft)
anyway, the need is dying as the night grows later into the morning and my energy is waning. I should go to bed, but hopefully I will be back. Take care all of you. it would be good to hear from some of you again.