I am still currently reading Stephen King's "On Writing"
I have school today and I dont really want to go and just sit on campus and write but I really have no choice in the matter. I know I will sit in the cafe and the girl who works there will hound me with questions when all I want is a drink so I can get back to my lap top.I dont know what I would even write since all my stuff has sort of become scattered and lay in sort of a collective dissery.
My dads birthday is tonight so we are going out to dinner, I am not sure if he will like what I got him or not. I thought he might like the new Meatloaf album "Bat Out Of Hell 3" and then I got him Muse "Asolution" cause I know he loves the new one a lot. Then last night we gave him the movie "Cars" so me and my mom and him could all watch it as a famil
I got my ticket to the burlesque show, which is going to be wierd cause I am still not sure how I am getting there or what it will be like if I do go.
I still think January is going to be my last day on here
Another piece of my writing
Taking in a breath as she rests her head among the bed frame, frame the shot, a young girl at the end of her first day of high school, her body is sore and exhausted and she still has homework to attend to. She pulls out a notebook, which is slowly taking on more sketches than it is notes. She was so bored sitting their class after class, as she listens to the teacher spoon-feeds everyone around her. Tonight she has to do a paper for her honors English class, its your typical first day of school, tell us about yourself sort of paper, thinking to herself it would of been smart if I had saved the one I wrote last year. No matter what grade your in, it always seems like you end up doing it every year, high school was no different, just a few new changes in herself, but as far as school goes it's always the same old thing it will always, the summer never seems to change. A trip to your relatives who seem to live in the middle of no where, or surrounded by any sort of modern convince, like they refuse to give up the past and accept that things are changing, followed by your typical condition of being un hirable for most jobs which greatly lower your chances of any other activities, but she has always like the ending, when mom takes her to get new clothes and school supplies, you always try to sneak in a few more items than are required, using the oh so famous line "I need it for school"
P.S The Decemberists own my heartbroken heart for serious <3
I have school today and I dont really want to go and just sit on campus and write but I really have no choice in the matter. I know I will sit in the cafe and the girl who works there will hound me with questions when all I want is a drink so I can get back to my lap top.I dont know what I would even write since all my stuff has sort of become scattered and lay in sort of a collective dissery.
My dads birthday is tonight so we are going out to dinner, I am not sure if he will like what I got him or not. I thought he might like the new Meatloaf album "Bat Out Of Hell 3" and then I got him Muse "Asolution" cause I know he loves the new one a lot. Then last night we gave him the movie "Cars" so me and my mom and him could all watch it as a famil
I got my ticket to the burlesque show, which is going to be wierd cause I am still not sure how I am getting there or what it will be like if I do go.
I still think January is going to be my last day on here
Another piece of my writing
Taking in a breath as she rests her head among the bed frame, frame the shot, a young girl at the end of her first day of high school, her body is sore and exhausted and she still has homework to attend to. She pulls out a notebook, which is slowly taking on more sketches than it is notes. She was so bored sitting their class after class, as she listens to the teacher spoon-feeds everyone around her. Tonight she has to do a paper for her honors English class, its your typical first day of school, tell us about yourself sort of paper, thinking to herself it would of been smart if I had saved the one I wrote last year. No matter what grade your in, it always seems like you end up doing it every year, high school was no different, just a few new changes in herself, but as far as school goes it's always the same old thing it will always, the summer never seems to change. A trip to your relatives who seem to live in the middle of no where, or surrounded by any sort of modern convince, like they refuse to give up the past and accept that things are changing, followed by your typical condition of being un hirable for most jobs which greatly lower your chances of any other activities, but she has always like the ending, when mom takes her to get new clothes and school supplies, you always try to sneak in a few more items than are required, using the oh so famous line "I need it for school"
P.S The Decemberists own my heartbroken heart for serious <3
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and that drawing rules.