Monday, November 28, 2005
" I'm here ; 12:56 PM "
We all have to wish once in a while. And sometimes our heads don't come down to earth even after some time.
I have been really busy these days compiling my stories and poems. I don't mind sending my stories in for this competition. But the thing is, my poems are really severe. They could single-wordedly mush a mind. They're really warped, weird. Call them whatever you want. Let's just say, they aren't at all soft and sweet. Some of them are, but that only happens on really good days. That Emerie story, it kind of impressed me back at my own work. I didn't think that Emerie would really turn out good but, somehow, it did. It's not a classic. It's not wonderful. But it has this essence, so I guess, so far, that's the only worthy piece. Along with three others.
Today I'm leaving for Muscat. I need to be in the airport at about 1 in the morning. Insane. I'm not a morning person. Well, I was a morning person about a week ago when there was still school. *Yawns* But now, ugh, what IS morning?
Just found out that people are VERY narrow-minded. Broadening wouldn't hurt anyone.
SOMEDAY SOMEBODY'S GOING TO ASK YOU A QUESTION THAT YOU SHOULD SAY YES TO - Old 97's
xoxox