Yeah, Proof That I'm Deep

If you can read that, yay for you. I just made that like three seconds ago.
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Here:
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PLease don't steal that. I worked hard.

Good

Poetry is a very good way to clear a bad case of Writer's Block. Here's a sample of my boredom:


Underneath the mistletoe
I'll wait for you
In knee deep snow
My cheeks are numb
But can't compare
To what is going to be
The greatest care
In one single kiss
A little love
Just makes it even better
No little push or shove
Three seconds pass
It's almost time
I can wait forever
Just to make you mine
Your hands in my hair
Stop my heart
In every moment
Just like potential art

It was worth it.


I'm very deep to the point of being a synonym of a trench. Yay, right? Yeah, not really. It confuses me to why I'm like this when everyone else in my family is... not.

This movie that was based on the book called The Clique is cliche beyond cliche. I'm talking cliche to the point of being mind-numbingly sick. I'm on the verge of bleeding through my eyes... and ears.

Take my advice, it's worse than reading the books. At least you can punch the book. I'm sure your TV wouldn't react the same.

Dark Blue

So, I'm sitting here, black & green tea in hand. I have no idea what to do. I want to update my Kennedy Brock story, but, sadly, I have come down with a case of Writer's Block. It's an epidemic.

I have Hero/Heroine by Boys Like Girls blasting. Dark Blue by Jack's Mannequin has grown on me though. It makes me think, I guess. I'm using it as inspiration for my story. It helps in whatever little ways it can.

The meaning of love came across my mind again today. I realized there is no straight dictionary meaning to it, just many interpretations. We live with it though, right?

Who needs all the answers?

This night's a perfect shade of dark blue. Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you? I said the world could be burning down dark blue. Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you? I said the world could be burning dark blue.

-Dark Blue by Jack's Mannequin

Open

I found it amusing that even though I have used blogger so many times, I have forgotten what I usually tend to post on these things. I just deleted all my older blogs. I figured, oh, I don't know, I'd turn over a new leaf I suppose. My life has been starting to become more complicated than I had earlier presumed, more hectic, better yet said.

This past Thanksgiving was...hopeful. It didn't meet my personal expectations, but hey. It's my expectations. I stuffed myself, in short.

Black Friday was a blur. I really didn't go shopping aside from a couple of stores and some online glancing. Apparently a 38 year old man was killed this morning. Trampled by the hurried shoppers, I heard. It's a shame. So young, and he had to pass in such a... cliched way.

If I pass earlier than expected, I hope it won't be in that way. Give his family my condolences and my concern.

I just realized that I love Twitter, even if it is just to mess around in. I finally figured out how to post my updates on a website, go figure.

My stories are at their peak. I am proud, to say the least. I'd never really imagined that I would have 53 subscribers for a single story or obtaining 5 subscribers on the opening day. It's a self-esteem booster, I'll tell you that.

This is the longest I've ever written in a blog post. Yay, for me.