Ok. So I made another tripod site. But it's JUST mine. I'm going to put things that I write on it. You know, like stories and poems. I haven't added any of that yet. Just the easy junk.
Have a looksee
http://awindofchange.tripod.com/
Well, it's off to bed.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Friday, August 11, 2006
Yesterday, August 10th, 2006
The light flickers wildly for a few seconds but it feels like it will go on forever. But it eventually does stop. And all is covered in Darkness.
The electricity is out
Downstairs on the table there is a flickering candle, throwing it's light around the room, casting strange shadows. It is int the "room" where we eat, in between the library and kitchen. I move to the "formal" dining room and watch through a large window nature's light show. There is no rain, only lightning. The kind of lightning that lights up the whole sky for a few moments, like a huge candle that is relit and snuffed out over and over again.
I decide to move up to my room to see, to be closer to the sky. Even though I really want to go outside and be with the trees, the lightning.
Up in my room, I unlock and push open a window. The wind pushes soft, strong gushes of air on my face. It smells of rain. I feels so good. I feel like I'm flying. I want to drink it all in.
It is so hot in my room. My tower. My cage.
The light is back.
i wish it wasn't...
The electricity is out
Downstairs on the table there is a flickering candle, throwing it's light around the room, casting strange shadows. It is int the "room" where we eat, in between the library and kitchen. I move to the "formal" dining room and watch through a large window nature's light show. There is no rain, only lightning. The kind of lightning that lights up the whole sky for a few moments, like a huge candle that is relit and snuffed out over and over again.
I decide to move up to my room to see, to be closer to the sky. Even though I really want to go outside and be with the trees, the lightning.
Up in my room, I unlock and push open a window. The wind pushes soft, strong gushes of air on my face. It smells of rain. I feels so good. I feel like I'm flying. I want to drink it all in.
It is so hot in my room. My tower. My cage.
The light is back.
i wish it wasn't...
Monday, August 07, 2006
ARRGH
Ok. Nevermind.
It fixed itself.
As it always does AFTER I say something about it.
Silly Blogger.
............
It fixed itself.
As it always does AFTER I say something about it.
Silly Blogger.
............
strange...
When I look at this blog, it shows my Old picture in my "ABOUT ME". But when you click on "VIEW MY COMPLETE PROFILE" it shows my new picture and stuff.
Isn't that just...strange?
{arrgh]
Isn't that just...strange?
{arrgh]
Saturday, August 05, 2006
So it begins...
Well, last night was the Relay for Life [Joplin], and Mr. Turner, if you are reading this, Natural Disaster should come next year. All the music--live--SUCKED. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. Yodeled. Who does that?! Really??
Anyway, we didn't sleep, but Callie and my mom slept when we got to the house. I didn't. Because I knew I wouldn't want to get up.
I've just been reading Mr.Turner's new "book" and I'm quite interested so far. Definitely different from the last except for something I noticed.
Last time: a cool teacher loves woman named Sharon
This time: a cool teacher--so far--loves a woman named Sharon.
I'm going to have to ask, Turner, is there a real Sharon?
Please, do tell.
Oh! And before I forget, he was at the Relay. MY Relay. The one that I go to every year. And there he was. But thank God he didn't stay the entire night. The funny thing was, he was with a girl. Hahahahahahahaha.
Moving on...So, as summer vacation starts to come to an end and the feeling of dread that school is starting again becomes less and gives way to excitement, I feel the winds of change.
I subconsciously bought clothes that weren't completely balck. I have even bought some things that aren't black at all. I am seeing this "sunny side of life" that before, seemed farther away. But it's right here. Waiting for me.
I have a feeling that I might have to make new friends yet again this year. I wasn't really planning on that since I had made a bunch last year, but since my schedule does NOT include any of my best friends, I shall have to deal. Or maybe I'll get lots of work done. Who knows? ;-)
Well, I think I'll be off for now.
Anyway, we didn't sleep, but Callie and my mom slept when we got to the house. I didn't. Because I knew I wouldn't want to get up.
I've just been reading Mr.Turner's new "book" and I'm quite interested so far. Definitely different from the last except for something I noticed.
Last time: a cool teacher loves woman named Sharon
This time: a cool teacher--so far--loves a woman named Sharon.
I'm going to have to ask, Turner, is there a real Sharon?
Please, do tell.
Oh! And before I forget, he was at the Relay. MY Relay. The one that I go to every year. And there he was. But thank God he didn't stay the entire night. The funny thing was, he was with a girl. Hahahahahahahaha.
Moving on...So, as summer vacation starts to come to an end and the feeling of dread that school is starting again becomes less and gives way to excitement, I feel the winds of change.
I subconsciously bought clothes that weren't completely balck. I have even bought some things that aren't black at all. I am seeing this "sunny side of life" that before, seemed farther away. But it's right here. Waiting for me.
I have a feeling that I might have to make new friends yet again this year. I wasn't really planning on that since I had made a bunch last year, but since my schedule does NOT include any of my best friends, I shall have to deal. Or maybe I'll get lots of work done. Who knows? ;-)
Well, I think I'll be off for now.
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