I don't have to much to say really, so I'll just post some of the work we've done in my Creative Writing Class. One is a 100 word story and the other is a poem we just wrote today...needless to say...I'm not a poet...lol
Sound Murderer
The music had driven her mad. When she’d finally gotten her new phone, she was certain it would be the joy of her life. Make no mistake; the MP3 playing cell phone was nothing more than a glorified boat anchor. Twenty-four hours a day she would hear, not only her phone ringing, but also many others. Slowly she started to kill cell phone users one by one, until their phones and the music they made were silent. All she longed for now was quiet. She wiped the knife clean as her phone began to ring, “Another One Bites the Dust.”
I too once lived by the sea
waves sweeping clean
grainy sand, only budging in small strides
sea salt smelling of faded play dough
chunked hands
gulls laughing rather harshly
at our les than birdlike
countenance
kelp wafting like an odor in air
on pristine waves
I too once lived by the sea
an iron vice on my soul
waves of pristine blue
endless horizons creating profound longing
or rather, deep regret
hide in its beauty
swim away from fear
waft like kelp
Hopeless?
I too once lived by the sea
This is my little nook on the net to tell some story, perhaps my own. Ignore bad grammar, odd sentence structure, and the occasional random comma placement, otherwise take a seat and stay awhile, company is always welcome
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Work-a-holic = pooped Meg
The new semester has started, and with it so has work. Last semester I was promoted, and I now am the Asst. Lab Manager. Its been insane this first few days. Starting last week I've been working what feels like non-stop. Just since Monday this week I have worked 22 hours. Today I get to work two hours and go home, I feel my bed beckon. Last night was the first full nights sleep I've had in a while. It was nice to just be at home and not have my phone ringing with some need for me to come in all night. Hopefully this is a trend that can continue. All in all this semester is stacking up nicely. I only have 6 credit hours. This means more college for me down the road, but it also means better grades. Right now the Grades are what I care about. I'd like my average GPA to be above average. I've estimated I'll be finished with school in another 2.5 years. Maybe if I can pull it off I can shorten that time. I feel like my life has been nothing but school for a long time. Sometimes I think I should just stop for awhile, but I want to finish. I know if I leave I might not come back. Life doesn't always flow the way you expect it too. So until I'm done, I'm here...no breaks. Happy Hump Day and happy first week of classes!
Monday, January 08, 2007
On this...the first day of class for Spring 07
I have periods of incredible frustration...and periods of great satisfaction. This is not a linear journey where I've arrived."
--Shane Gould, three-time Olympic gold medalist
--Shane Gould, three-time Olympic gold medalist
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
-ee cummings
my heart) i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
-ee cummings
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
Friday, November 17, 2006
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
Thursday, November 09, 2006
What the Pirate read in regular english:
BOTTOM
Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason
for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and
love keep little company together now-a-days; the
more the pity that some honest neighbours will not
make them friends. Nay, I can gleek upon occasion.
TITANIA
Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful.
BOTTOM
Not so, neither: but if I had wit enough to get out
of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
Friday, November 03, 2006
Thursday, November 02, 2006
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