1.22.2006
- read my mlk poem and not die right there on stage....check!
- take my first semester finals....check!
- enjoy my wonderful homeworkless weekend....check! (and its still not over =) )
i would say it has been a realitively sucessful week. i managed to survive too...an extra perk! huzzah! life this weekend has been blissful. i dont have any homework really. actually, i should catch up on math that i neglected last week and maybe i will. i want to not have to worry about that class again so much this semester. i'm truly interested on how this semester will go. hopefully by its end i will be ready to take on the world of college at the school of my choice. decision time has arrived, and so the pondering begins...
so, for my writer's workshop final i had to write a list of one hundred questions. then we exchanged them and had other people answer three of the questions. i still don't really know who got mine, but it doesn't really matter. i answered questions of "is there a man on the moon?", "why do we eat popcorn at the movies?", and "if cows eat so much grass, why aren't they green?". to summarize my answers, i will just say yes b/c hubert had his heart broken, cake and soup didn't go over well, and cows aren't given enough credit. in light of these circumstances, i have decided to publish my 100 questions on my blog....about 5 (give or take) will come each post...and i want to know what you think! make my sleepless nights a little better! and so it starts...
- why don't chickens have lips?
- do penguins have knees?
- could money ever buy happiness?
- does everything happen for a reason or do things just happen at random?
- does abscence truly make the heart grow fonder?
- why do waffles have the little square indents in them? is it to hold the syrup better?
i dont care if you know the real answer or not...just make it up if you don't know! answer one or two or all of them, whatever you want. they are just kinda fun to think about, so go for it!
peace out.
1.14.2006
so, funny story. i pretty much had sworn off showing people my poetry any more. i was just disappointed with myself because i couldn't get people to respond to it. i wanted to move someone. anyone. then along comes this essay i was supposed to write for school, about the civil rights movement. i ended up writing a poem...it was a contest. my teacher had said that you could write in any way you wanted. so i wrote a poem. and gosh darn it all, i won. i don't know if its a weird form of karma or fate or a sign or something, but now i have to go read my poem in front of a huge crowd. i'm happy i won...but i just find it odd that as soon as i swear off showing people my poems, i have to show one to a crowd. yeah, we'll see how that one goes.
i've still been working on that whole bravery thing. funny thing, bravery. you think you have it and then when the time calls for it, you just can't muster up enough to do something. how does one become more brave? more fearless? are feelings just shoved aside....? maybe its that you just want something so badly nothing can stop you. or maybe its a nice combo of the two. but then, what if you have been brave, but have been disappointed or rejected so many times your highest possible level of bravery can never again be reached. its even more disappointing knowing that "hey, i got rejected so many times before i reached that high level that i will never know what it's like".
finishing a citizen development project, studying for finals...all in the recipe for the weekend of my bloggy's birthday. or anniversary. or annual celebration of creation. whichever you prefer.
1.04.2006
anyways, its hard to describe the feeling i have right now. i'm not sure if its frustration or agony or disdain or pure sadness. or maybe a combo of the sort comprable to the copyrighted dollar menu. but i hate to put a price on my emotion. a penny for your thoughts, oh i need to put in my two cents...
mmm, yeah. today sucked. i speak up, get shot down, i put myself out, i get pushed back in, i want to be braver, but right now it just ain't workin'.
