yet another year that i have to accustom myself to writing. i'm sure that half of my school papers will end up with a "10" on them instead of an "11." so, a couple things about writing and then some things not about writing.
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1.01.2011
11.29.2010
muse:last
le sigh.
muse:
i know that i shouldn't read into it. i really do. but after the phone calls from ___ stop coming, the fond glances and smiles stop lighting up my day, i can't help but suspect that i've done something wrong. but what, really? what have i done? a couple hours on the phone with ___, laughing and being distracted from homework isn't that bad. i get my stuff done regardless--even though i'm up late. it doesn't matter to me... what matters is just being there for ___, just any amount of time with ___.i didn't count ___ on leaving, i didn't count on staying and waiting, i didn't count on any of this changing. i knew that it'd have to end sometime, but i didn't realize that it'd be so soon. i don't want to have a last moment with ___, a last call with ___, a last conversation with ___, a last anything with ___. i want to be ____ first moment, ____ first call, ____ first conversation, ____ first everything. i've never been this for anyone--but for ___ of course i'd try.
muse:
i know that i shouldn't read into it. i really do. but after the phone calls from ___ stop coming, the fond glances and smiles stop lighting up my day, i can't help but suspect that i've done something wrong. but what, really? what have i done? a couple hours on the phone with ___, laughing and being distracted from homework isn't that bad. i get my stuff done regardless--even though i'm up late. it doesn't matter to me... what matters is just being there for ___, just any amount of time with ___.i didn't count ___ on leaving, i didn't count on staying and waiting, i didn't count on any of this changing. i knew that it'd have to end sometime, but i didn't realize that it'd be so soon. i don't want to have a last moment with ___, a last call with ___, a last conversation with ___, a last anything with ___. i want to be ____ first moment, ____ first call, ____ first conversation, ____ first everything. i've never been this for anyone--but for ___ of course i'd try.
8.31.2010
first post, first impressions, first short? mayhaps. oh, and some rules.
rules:
capitalization is null and void. unless you really really want to.
punctuation is art.
music of the day:
it's disgusting how i love you. -ke$ha
first day of the fiction class!
we read "cat in the rain" today by ernest hemingway. i thought it was an okay short story (although my favorite part was the italian, because i understood a good portion of it). the characters were believable as was the scenario. in essence, i think hemingway did a good job of making a story out of the mundane.
i am so excited for this class! the ability to be able to create a world out of words... it's amazing. and that's what we get to learn. :)
muse:
she thinks it's entirely disgusting. after being known all these years as a heartbreaker, she was falling headfirst in love with him. but it wasn't like the other times. he brushed away all the bad habits. every time she tried to run, he would yell, "red light!" and just like the children's game, she would stop right in her tracks. green light, and she would come back to him, one more bad habit broken. she's been trying to run for almost a year now, but she just keeps on falling back into the same pattern. she used to be a bandit. a heart snatcher. but now... now, she's a hopeless romantic. so... maybe it's not entirely disgusting. frightening? truly.
capitalization is null and void. unless you really really want to.
punctuation is art.
music of the day:
it's disgusting how i love you. -ke$ha
first day of the fiction class!
we read "cat in the rain" today by ernest hemingway. i thought it was an okay short story (although my favorite part was the italian, because i understood a good portion of it). the characters were believable as was the scenario. in essence, i think hemingway did a good job of making a story out of the mundane.
i am so excited for this class! the ability to be able to create a world out of words... it's amazing. and that's what we get to learn. :)
muse:
she thinks it's entirely disgusting. after being known all these years as a heartbreaker, she was falling headfirst in love with him. but it wasn't like the other times. he brushed away all the bad habits. every time she tried to run, he would yell, "red light!" and just like the children's game, she would stop right in her tracks. green light, and she would come back to him, one more bad habit broken. she's been trying to run for almost a year now, but she just keeps on falling back into the same pattern. she used to be a bandit. a heart snatcher. but now... now, she's a hopeless romantic. so... maybe it's not entirely disgusting. frightening? truly.
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