| urggg i now have dish pan hands i spent the last half hour cleaning out the frig cause we're moving
i hate cleaning
school is tomorrow yeah |
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| finally a chance to rest... but not really i;ve been busy with robotics which is where we build robots for competition i've got it again tomorrow busy busy busy i wish i could make it all stop
in other news i joined darkpoetry today yeah me
its been the same old same old i yelled at some people some people yelled at me i got embarressed life goes on |
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| i just got in from work i hate that job really i do. tomorrow i'm booked solide. i'm up at six thirty for robotics. yes i'm in robotics sounds kind of geeky? well it is. i'm there until three then i work from 4-9 tell me you don't envy me. who wants to switch lives i up for anything wait scratch that i'm up for most things.
i have writer's block i haven't written a poem in ages maybe i only had that one period in me and if that was all i had well i'm gald for it.
"in the grand scheme of things i am the proverbial dirt... and you are an afternoon sun shower"
what do you think it means? i really don't know these things just come to me.
in other news shinera is ducking and dogding bright side i get a laugh that was mean right well maybe not quite mean but not good. i swear i'm working on it. January resolution? BE NICE.
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| if i could sum today up in one word it would be one big sigh one of both relief and frustration i say alot of things i don;t mean and people's feelings get hurt and i don;t want to hurt them i just can't help myself and i feel so bad after wards
what's wrong with me?
i;m not a bad person honest i'm not well not always |
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| If you asked me i'd tell you i was a thinker and that this eventually will be my downfall. i could get lost, consumed in my thoguhts and because of this i have come to several realizations and come to several conclusions. i am afriad of being lonely. no, not afriad to be the only one in a room. but afriand that i will be by myself for ever a lonely spinster. despite my fears of this i long to be an adult i want ot grow up and forget the mundane worrings of childhood. i want a place of my own i want to buy plates and pick wall colors. strange right? but this is what i thought of and this is what i want.
i think i have fallen in like and this is horrible |
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