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    dotsJournal: As Easy as Youdots
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    Mood: Bored

    I'm sitting here, typing to past the time until Odie gets here, which will be soon. I'm tired, I could use a nap, but I can't now, so I have to deal. I think I should start taking vitamins. I dont' know.
    Sarah's party was okay. I had fun...
    I'm reading <i><u>Bitch</i></u> by Elizabeth Wurtzel. One of three books by her that I got for Christmas.
    I'm bored out of my mind right now...

    ...Created 2005-12-27 12:15:22

    dotsJournal: The Partiesdots
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    Mood: Guess what!?

    Dina's party was okay. Marci and I stayed the night. Mac was trashed by the time Marci and I arrived, so was Sam B. Marci and I stayed sober until Mac stopped kissing anything on two legs. And then she got a little sober and fell asleep. And now Travis owes me 20$ for finishing off the bottle of Everclear. And then Marci got drunk...off of nothing, and she cried for two hours! And then we fell asleep, and left around 9:30 the next morning.
    Odie's party was awesome. The party started around 9, Saturday night, and didn't stop until 7 or 8 the next morning. I might write the early morning details of that party later. But Vern and Odie parties are the best parties to go to.
    Anyway, Odie and I are going to Sarah's party tomorrow. I'm going to pick Odie and BurnBoy up tomorrow, and then pick Marissa up, and then we'll be at Sarah's by one in the afternoon. Mom and I are getting up early to clean out the car.
    I can't wait to see Odie, I miss him.
    Anyway, I have to go. I'm at school right now.
    I'll go talk to Ayers for a while.

    ...Created 2005-12-16 13:47:56

    dotsJournal: The Fogdots
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    Mood: Guess what!?

    Going to a party tonight, at my friend Dina's house. Its like a lingerie party, girls only, type thing. And tomorrow, I'll be going to another party at my friend Chris' house. He called twice today. I haven't talked to him in a long time. I had the tiniest of crushes on him, still do, kind of. He asked me out once, in 9th grade, and I turned him down because I had a crush on Jon. And then Jon and I dissolved into nothing, and Chris started dating this bitch, for a long time. But now he's single, and I'm single. And the bitch is screwing Jon now. EW, I know! But, Chris is moving to Detroit soon! DETROIT! That's the murder capital of the US! But, maybe, one day, I'll get a bus ticket and visit him for a week or two. That would be nice.
    In other news:
    I'm waiting for Marci to get here so we can go to the party.
    I didn't go to school today. Mum didn't make me. She usually never lets me stay home unless I'm really sick, which is a justifiable reason to not go to school. But, since I was depressed about how badly I played in the soccer game last night, she let me stay home and wallow in my own self-hatred.
    Anyway.
    I'm dropping my Culinary class at VoTech, and I'll be a full-time high school student, along with Marci, because she's dropping it too. I'll never have to talk or see Goocher, or Josh, or anyone else from that stupid class, ever again! Fucking assholes. The only people I think I'll miss, are Shannon and Crystal. They are the only decent people there.
    Well, got to go...Bye Bye Bye

    ...Created 2005-12-09 17:09:28

    dotsJournal: New Additiondots
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    Mood: ZZzzzz,,,...___

    I got a new kitten, since my last cat died a few weeks ago. His name is Louis, like a king. But he sleeps all the time and he limps. His leg is hurt. I put a small little icepack on it earlier, since the leg was swelling. I don't know how he hurt it. He may have done it when he fell off the bed last night. I didn't know when it happened, but I did wake up and found him underneath my bed. I have to carry him to the litter box, which I know I shouldn't, but his leg is hurt, and I can't stand to see people and animals in pain, so. He's eating though, and lapping milk. I don't think the family weened the kittens fully.
    Mum got a kitten from the same family too. His name is Riley. He's fiesty. Always moving, always playing. Barely ever sleeping. He's the complete opposite of Louis. Anyway, I have to go finish dinner, I just thought I would write something, since I haven't lately.
    'Night.
    Bye bye bye...

    ...Created 2005-12-04 18:03:05

    dotsJournal: Victoriadots
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    Mood: Sniffle...

    My friend and I have commensed the writing of "Victoria, Victoria" the play. I think we should write the book as well. Its funny so far...though i think it would be better if my friend would write like I do, leaving the audience to decifer that Victoria is a slut and liar, instead of having the main character state it.
    But, anyway,
    I'm having relationship problems, friend worries, and soccer games...ugh..busy busy busy

    ...Created 2005-11-12 10:42:50

    dotsJournal: DramaDramaDramadots
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    Mood: Bored

    I'm writing a play write now. I'm working out the kinks and chinks and all that. I'm at school right now, just typing a few words because I have nothing to do this period. I don't have anywork.
    I'll go now...bye bye bye

    ...Created 2005-09-27 13:13:09

    dotsJournal: Shallow Queendots
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    Mood: Head Aching

    I'm tired...of everything. I don't want to live, but I don't want to die. I'm in a sort of...depressed limbo.

    ...Created 2005-08-30 18:58:20

    dotsJournal: Prozac Nationdots
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    Mood: Depressed

    "Hemingway has this classic moment in 'The Sun Also Rises', when someone asks Mike Campbell how he went bankrupt, and all he can say is, 'Gradually, then suddenly.' My life is like that, too: One morning you wake up afraid you're going to live."

    ...Created 2005-07-07 22:02:35

    dotsJournal: Toriadots
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    Mood: Straightening things out...

    I have washed my hands of her. Completely. I say something constructively critical of her, and she takes offense, and verbally attacks me. Well, I'm sick of it, I have been for quite sometime now. And I'm done with her. I don't care if she turns the whole world against me...she'll just be turning it against her. No one really likes her anyways. Everyone was glad to see her go...I'm not afraid to admit it, I was relieved that she left. I realized she was just this bad influence in my life...a...disease that i couldn't shake...but now the disease is gone, and I'm happier...

    ...Created 2005-06-27 21:52:03

    dotsJournal: Boyfriends/gfdots
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    Mood: Bored

    My boyfriend, is completely wasted...I think he's passed out on the floor from the bowl and shrooms...or staring at something...I don't know, I'm talking to him on the computer...I care a lot about him...I just want to know where he's getting all this shit...I can't find it anywhere...hopefully I'll see him soon...I haven't seen him all summer, yet...so...fingers crossed...

    ...Created 2005-06-17 21:45:22

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