(no subject)

I guess you guys don't like that poem.....

I thought it was good...... >.>

Oh well.

I went to this fair at my brother's elementary school last night. It was fun, because I went with two friends. I didn't know anyone, of course, but Isis was everywhere talking to people.

I still have purple dye on my hand from the sno cones. It took me an hour to eat that thing. I loved it so much.

I might have a sore throat, or at least the very beginnings of one. I'm battling it by drinking a lot of Green Tea today. I will win! Last time I got a sore throat  I didn't have a voice. It was funny.

I'll post again later today, since I'm hyped on coffee right now. I just need to go water my plants that are growing!!! ^_^ I'm so happy for my little plants. I wonder what flowers they will be. I hope they're red. I loooooooove red.

"There's a tiny dancer in my bed She never has too much to say She reminds me of the Danse Russe When my emotions are wounded Her motions and movements Chase them ghosts from me"

(no subject)

Okay you guys, need some ideas.

A: What should I write a poem about? Give me any category.

B: What should I take pictures of?  Myself and Flowers are not gonna do. Think of something creative! Please?

(no subject)

I am making money online by clicking on this site!

http://www.rentamails.com/pages/ptp.php?refid=america220

An Island Floating On Nothing

Why is the border blue?

Oh well.
 

I'm reading The Fountainhead for a scholarship right now. Anyone care to help me understand it? All I know right now is that he's naked on a cliff and laughing.

And Parker has free texting now!! ^_^ He's been texting me all day, so I don't feel as lonely.

I don't want to talk to Isis today......... I've spent enough time with her and I'm spending the night at her house Friday. Don't want her to come overrrrr!

 

WINTER
The winter is coming upon us
And it is beautiful out there
With clouds and wind
I will come to hate later
But it is hot in here
With only small messages
From a far away heart
Whispering in my covered ears
To keep me from lonliness
Because I know tonight
When it grows cold in here
That my nightmares will turn
The walls into black slime
Until morning comes again

I'll always remember

Sorry, you're food looks nasty, even if the beans are still in their cans.
I'd rather have the packaged food any day.
So I come up here to escape that stuff
Maybe the music will make this world go away
As I'm bombarded by memories of my dead mother
It's been nine years!!
And now I can't think of it
Or else my chest will burn
So now I am not hungry
As if I were in the first place
So I'll pass on the fritos and beans
And have the ham and cheese instead.