lolitasordid

Hail Spirit Bear!! Guardian of the North!! My Hyperborean brother! I managed to use an old paper for a new class so that eliminated much anxiety. I'm almost there, mostly I'm concerned with the ten pages of poetry I need to submit for an application to a summer writing program I'm not sure I will be accepted too because I'm not the kind of poet I see the Chief Red Elk or whomever) Scholarship fund wanting to represent the "integrity of the program". All my poems are about being debauched and unruly. Not only that I don't know if I even ant to go to this program (which I will inevitably be chosen for just because I don't want to commit to it) where I will have to live in close quarters with a ton of smelly hippie Indian wannabes... Or maybe I do wanna go, just so I can reek havoc and spread the righteous word that I am hereby repatriating all teepees and spirit names owned by the non-Indian populace.

Its hard to say really. So I will sip my cup of noodles now and ponder in silence.

Aho