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Alotta my pals say that I am pretty random, and i like to think out side of the box alot. Im pretty crazy but not in the straight jacket sorta way ya kno. I like to send letters to my friends cuz everyone likes to get real mail every once and a while. I also like to leave messages on answering machines. Those are a few joys in my life. Another joy in my life is my friends. They put happy into my life just being there. They are my favorite people and I would do anything for them. There are many other joys in my life such as my dog and writing. There are sum downs too but the good stuff makes up for it. Ya can't let the bad bring ya down too much bcuz then life gets a little harder everyday cuz its just bringin ya down. Movin on, Im kinda spastic and goofy and thats aways fun. I like to have fun and smile and have a good time. I'm never usually serious but sometimes I am when I write. Other than that, I usually am never serious cuz its just not me. It would just be weird. But hey I'm weird too and sponaneous so ya never know what to expect outta me I am just a firecracker that just never stops goin. Ya think the pop stops but no it keeps on goin. I can also be refered to as spark plug cuz i dunno i guess im sparky but okay. Thats about all the main stuff, you'll learn the rest in time.
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I wrote a total of four posts yesterday. My urge to write is really distracting me. This creative energy should be used towards homework as well. I can't wait till I can write freely again. Whenever I please. I do that now but get this gut-wrenching guilt afterwards because I know Im only procrastinating more. I wish there was a cure. Orange. Damn, I almost started rhyming. I hate when that happens.
Well, I wrote a poem last night thinking that would be the end of my poetry itch of the evening; thinking maybe I can focus on my homework now. No dice. Just as I started to do Alge II stuff, I attempt to rub the sleepiness out of my eyes and end up being inspired once again. This is what I got out of it. It isn't much so don't laugh. No title yet I rub my eyes in disbelief as I look at you looking at me You look at me with such a face Causing my mind to stop and my heart to race You approach me with a tender kiss Our lips meet and find infinite bliss You hold me like you know all my secrets And squeeze me tighter as you tell me yours Heat in the face, chills down the back You kiss my cheeck, I kiss your neck I lift my head to look in your eyes and awake from dreaming- which is no surprise -Jen (January 3, 2005) Boy oh boy, it's a riot. Sigh...I just can't help myself. Another night, and the temptation kills me. --- I'm just a dreamer, walking through life... convinced that I'm still asleep But when I am in my bed dreams run though my head; I realize I was definately in reality... because the sheets are still cold and I wake up alone to empty spaces and nobody holding me If only I could lay just a little bit longer, I could stay in this daze and believe -Jen (January 4, 2005) "I had a friend once who told me that the worst mistake that you can make is to think that you are alive, when really you're asleep in life's waiting room. The trick is to combine your waking, rational abilities with the infinite possibilities of your dreams, because if you can do that, you can do anything. Did you ever have a job that you hated, worked really hard at? Long, hard day at work, finally you get to go home, get in bed, close your eyes...and immediately you wake up and realize that the whole day at work had been a dream. It's bad enough that you sell your waking life for minimum wage, but now they get your dreams for free." -a quote from Waking Life Man I love thoughts like that. I feel hopeful, incredibly hopeful. Love <3 Jenny at 6:23 PM
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