Weeow back again, sorry to disappoint those wantin another thing like "The World" but I seem to be in poetry mode lately. Well anywho, onto the latest one entitled "Little Child". Enjoy Little...world lacks its dark hunger No sacrifice was in vain, all are worth this weight I bear. There ya go, another *coughMasterpiececough* poem. Comments and thoughts are appreciated. As is critiquein

For the past 2 weeks?  3 weeks? I dunno now... I don't think I want to know the exact period of time... My days have seemed the same, repeating themselves... Over and over and over. It's like perpetual Groundhog Day and I am just some spaced out glazed-eyes Zombie. With the exception of the convention I recently attended, this is it: GET UP EAT CEREAL APPLY FOR JOB CHECK EMAILS GO FOR BIKE RIDE FOR...

Dead living, is to me, living blank, empty, void.  Repeating mundane, continuous tasks that are the absolute minimum required to survive, body and mind working without interference of conscious thought.  That said, it's still a choice, at least for me, and the easiest one at that.  I go to sleep when tired, get up when I awake, eat when hungry, drink when thirsty, use the toilet whenever needed...

Events keep repeating themselfs, not like deja vú, but more as a do-over. What comes to mind is fate, the ultimate meening, but it's just as stupid to try and understand these things as it is to ignore them. The loop of being put in certain situations with certain prearranged outcomes and consequences. You look back at these events and just when they are out of your grasp, clairity strikes; "Mistakes...

... here's a llama there's a llama. okay, I have nothing to write~ I'm just like, trying to not be bored in class. Ramble ramble ramble ramble... today I had four chocolate eggs and half a chocolate chip cookie to eat. yum yum. I'm in the mood for repeating things today. yep yep. In case you haven't noticed. Yay all done with computer apps. short classes they make my day. okay, gotta go. byebye.

Today, I actually did have fun. I've been having a lot of things I thought about for the past few days, but my head seems so empty. I've been trying to forget about all the problems I had, it caused...time after school too; finally having time to do what I do, except longer. I don't have anything much to say now. ): I hope the following days will be a blast, I'm not willing to suffer anymore.

So mswewh went to class last night and as she was leaving I was trying to round up the girls to go get the mail. I guess G liked the idea because she started tearing up a piece of paper and "delivering"...finding more doors to deliver messages to. She comes out and looks at me and says innocently "Dad, you need to move your ass. I delivered more mail. Move your ass-butt. Move your ass-butt, Dad. Come on!

Why do birds Suddenly appear Every time You are near Just like me They long to be Close to you

For whatever reason I seem to have repeat dreams. And having been woken up by a stomach ache/false bathroom alarm I remembered a good portion of this dream. I was fairly disturbed by this dream if only...much is clear. Its a pre-dawn darkness right before the sun rises at the train station. The station is back under construction again in certain sections. I am going back to sleep. I am tired now

I t began almost two weeks ago.  I started my car and turned on the radio.  Billy Idol's "Rebel Yell" was playing.  For the next week and a half each and every time I turned on the radio my ears...of the week it alternated between the completely annoying "Mony Mony" and "Eyes Without A Face."  Was it Billy Idol's birthday or is the cosmos trying to give me the weirdest sign ever...?