Hahaha, okay, so I really didn't have anything planned for today except to go with my Nana to the store, and then after that I came home and was home alone here. Then one of my friends upset me some, something stupid, anyways I decided to sing along with the music I was playing, Nirvana, Rise Against, Dave Matthews Band, Modest Mouse. Whatever I could 'scream' to. Well I noticed I was starting to lose my voice, so I was like 'well I'm not doing anything tonight, why not lose my voice!' So thats what I did, then all of a sudden I get a phone call, and I have like next to no voice. My sister says I sound like I 'hit puberty' haha. So now a group of my friends I haven't seen since High School Graduation want to hang out, and I have no voice. How wonderful? Hahaha.
Dude, I just saw online that Katy Perry is single again! :D Hahaha. Today is good, for the most part. I had a dream last night, but I can't remember anything about it. I remember the emotions I went through during it, but I don't remember what the dream was about. I know it was a nightmare pretty much.
I want some inspiration to write a good poem. My poems, I don't really like, but the people who have seen them really seem to like them. I'm my worst critic. It sucks, my only poem I was happy with was the first poem I ever wrote, Pavement. And that was over a year ago. I used it in a video for Video production, and my teacher began to cry during the video. Its a sad poem, very moving. I think I'll post it here under this.
Well I look like a scumbag so I need to find something to wear for when my friends come to get me. I'll be back tonight, maybe. I'd like to be.
"What if all these fantasies come flailing around? Now I've said too much."
Here is my poem, Pavement.
Dude, I just saw online that Katy Perry is single again! :D Hahaha. Today is good, for the most part. I had a dream last night, but I can't remember anything about it. I remember the emotions I went through during it, but I don't remember what the dream was about. I know it was a nightmare pretty much.
I want some inspiration to write a good poem. My poems, I don't really like, but the people who have seen them really seem to like them. I'm my worst critic. It sucks, my only poem I was happy with was the first poem I ever wrote, Pavement. And that was over a year ago. I used it in a video for Video production, and my teacher began to cry during the video. Its a sad poem, very moving. I think I'll post it here under this.
Well I look like a scumbag so I need to find something to wear for when my friends come to get me. I'll be back tonight, maybe. I'd like to be.
"What if all these fantasies come flailing around? Now I've said too much."
Here is my poem, Pavement.
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