10:31 -- waiting for a phone call from the friend I refused to call the other night. We'll see if he pulls thru. *please oh please oh please!*
I hope your cat is ok, or at least better, kilted.
10:31 -- waiting for a phone call from the friend I refused to call the other night. We'll see if he pulls thru. *please oh please oh please!*
I hope your cat is ok, or at least better, kilted.
A bit that I wrote: Vanilla Ice Cream. Comments and critique welcomed! :-)
Hope your cat is better, Kilt!
4:04 pm fighting writers block. (I can't think of a good plot!!)
Here's a good plot -- Boy meets girl, the parents are not happy, they fight, love triumphs, and they live happily ever after....Can you get a better plot than this one...
I am so full of fresh ideas...
Its 7:47 AM here -- I cant believe I woke up at 7 today. In the whole past year I dont remember getting up so early.....
10:09- listening to "louder than words" for the fifth time in a row =_=
It's 8:45 pm and I'm wishing I could be asleep because I'm sick and, as usual, I have school tomorrow. Yuk.![]()
Lost in silence.
The general ramblings and mutterings of a starving artist:http://www.online-literature.com/for...p?userid=27522
9:19 pm - is that U2 on the radio?
2:20 pm- back to studying....ugggh
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
10:59 PM -- it wasnt a good day today, things wont get better either, and I just feel like quitting my job. I should come up with a better alternative, quitting is not a solution.
11:14pm Wondering what saddistic pleasure teachers get out of torturing us.. three projects!!darn!
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And Thou shalt not, writ over the door:
So I turned to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore. - "The Garden of Love", William Blake.
9:06 PM - *this could be my last night on earth*
1:07 PM - Trying to work, but you know it's not always an easy thing...![]()
12:44 am -- why cant these mosquitoes let me live?every day when I wake up I find a red bump on the neck, forehead and only odd places
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4:37 PM - watching the sun dip below the horizon in a fiery ball